Jose
*Katherine's vibrant eyes widen in shock as Lucien smoothly transitions to a handhold. His arm pulling her would bring the two close. Almost too close. The sweet lavender aroma permeated her defenses, its prolonged effect finally taking hold. He was just... Too good. His body rough and fit, his face handsome and rugged. And he was paying all his attention for __her__.*

*Then, the hand on her hip. It then wrapped around her, cold, yet comforting. It held her up as the elf gazed at her.*

*She just wanted him... But could she? Could she just throw all of it away... All of her time with Aleksander? For this? Someone she just met? She was being seduced. And yet, even with this realization, part of her still wanted to continue forward. However, her last bit of resolve barely held her back. The macen was now on the tipping point; any wrong move could send her over the point of no return.*

"I-I didn't think you would be serious... Lucien, I don't know if I can..."
Henry
Lucien understood very well that she belonged to another man. In that case, why did his body move on its own? The vampire lurking beneath unveiled his darkest side - that must have been the reason... Or was it? His heart raced intensely in the realization of his immoral approach.

But he kept leaning closer while the beautiful lady spoke. He gaped her full of life gaze, enticed even more by it. She looked at him, imploring that they paused before they crossed barriers. The begging in her eyes, her surrender to his choice - Lucien coveted her even more.

It was a desperate plead, a hopeless attempt to stop her from what she truly desired. Despite what she asked of him, he wanted to have her - all of her. The sear of his passionate craving would burn in his glare, perceiving deeply into her lustful longing.

*"Katherine..."* He whispered one last time.

Lucien's lips met hers. He had closed his eyes already, and was not settling for a simple peck. The man's act was intrusive, dominant. His arm, the one so carefully webbed with her fingers, rose up. It reached his chilly neck, where he left her contrastingly warm hand. His own was free - thus it followed the other's example and locked the woman's waist by the open side. His grip over her intensified as the two merged wholly, any borders between them gone.

Was she not to resist his assertive deed, he would savor her for a while. In the midst of their ardent exchange, only the breeze whistled in their ears. At one moment Lucien paused and leaned back to observe her. His eyes were just as demanding, yet calm at the same time. The lover wouldn't go nearer anymore - instead waiting. He opened his mouth, announcing his next sentence with a seductive invitation.

***"Come kiss me, Katherine."***
Jose
*A voice in her head cried out, pleading her to stop. She couldn't do this. Betraying Aleksander like this. The small voice of reason attempted to restrain her, hold her back from the slippery slope of lust and unfaithfulness.*

*"You can still stop! Don't do this!"*

*All logic was thrown out the window the moment Lucien's lips met hers. The burning flame of passion surged up as blood rushed to her face, turning her cheeks red and her lips warm. As Katherine felt the elf's hands around her waist, her own hands wrapped around his neck, holding him close.*

*As the two separated, the woman's expression was no longer worrisome. All chains holding her back had been broken, molten from the flames of lust. Her eyes sparkled an almost pink shade, showing the sudden change.*

*The former vampire doesn't say a word as Lucien beckons for her to kiss him, obeying entirely. Gracefully, yet swiftly, she plants her lips against his, feeling the two come together. Once the two are forced apart by the need to breathe, Katherine speaks.*

"I want you, Lucien."
Henry
With the passage of their exchange, Lucien's softness was replaced by rough yet sensual squeezes. She broke her own chains, her every defense. The cruel vampire had spaced back for a reason. She had accepted his invitation, meaning that she could never lie to herself that she was forced into the situation. He had given her the opportunity to stop right there - proving to her and himself that she yearned the contrary.

The night had taken a direction the elf truly didn't foresee. He entered the forest with the goal of assassinating a vampire, to begin executing vengeance and justice as he viewed right. How the tides had turned, however... He didn't mind.

It didn't take long for his hands to start traversing her dainty body, taking her in tighter than before. Once they had a pause, one in which to take a breather, she admitted what both of them implied clearly with their actions.

*"I'm all yours."*

His hands yanked her small frame up without warning. They seized her fine thighs and stopped her from landing to the ground. He held her against himself, stealing a moment of their steamy endeavor to look at her exquisite face again.

He smiled. That was the last pause before he captured her lips again - this time not settling for only that much. Step by step he went deeper, more intimate. Alongside that, a more beastly side came over him. It was much harsher, yet also with a stronger sense of lust. The increase of the charming lavender aroma was multiplied, and so was his unshakable will to overpower her completely.

With every moment it mattered less what was right and what was wrong. All that mattered was that they satisfy their primal urges.

```FTB.```