Her lips tingled to the feel of his own as they brushed against hers, seeking for a kiss. Yet he pulled back, watching the change in her eyes while his expression changed in return. Frustration fueled within the man who had her pinned, keeping their bodies molded together without signs of releasing her. A small yelp left her at the push of his hips, legs widening to his forcefulness in strength which outmatched her during her dizzy state.<br/><br/>Iris didn't kiss him, instead her eyes searched his as if to find something that she could a way to calm him. She wouldn't fight, she couldn't, not when it would further upset the one who placed a meaning in her life of solitude. "You're hurting me, please.." The woman ran her hands along his shoulders, gracing them along his neck with the hope of calming him. But the heat between them had already begun to rise, and Roan's gaze held no intent of letting it simmer.<br/><br/>As he slid her form down to the floor she began to stop his hands, her straddled position creating conflict and refusing to let her stand so easily. The black lace of her panties exposed and she ripped her skirt back down, finally showing some sort of aggressiveness in her refusal. "It's too fast, I can't, I told you that I want things to move slow," Holding his gaze she wanted him to understand, but the lust of man did well to outweigh the innocent, "Don't be mad, please.."<br/><br/>Her hands gripped his shoulders softly before she pushed an effort to stand, wishing to pry away from the intimate tangle of their bodies. Again her words worked on aiding her to slip away from his advances, just as always she worked on changing the topic before she could scurry away. "I need to sleep, I have plans early morning.."