Now with their bodies inches apart, Lucius’ hand fell to his side. The enticing was done, surprisingly easy all things considered. There was a simple piece that Xiu seemed to require for her to bloom. Lucius had no qualms with the request. Not out of wishing or desiring for something more, but out of a simple lack of morality due to an expanded lifespan. Both racially and magically, Lucius would mostly likely outlive anyone who wished for more first. A couple decades was not much on the grand scale, and he was willing to give them that time if they were worth it. While he knew little of Xiu, her situation intrigued him and her body tantalizing. Surely once the pride and false superiority of an heiress was stripped away, there may even be a genuinely pleasant lady to spend time with. Lucius’ right swept up silently, brushing against Xiu’s own body as it passed, to come to grasp at her chin. His touch, as it had always been, was gentle but firm as he guided her chin upwards, bringing her gaze to meet his own. He even guided it further, coaxing her up and closer towards his own face.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">“It shall be whatever you wish to make of it,”</span>Lucius said quietly, almost as a whisper, before closing the distance between the two of them and locking his lips onto her own.<br/><br/>Lucius’ free arm moved around Xiu’s waist, holding her with the grip as her chin as he enveloped her and steadied her as they kissed. He was not overpowering, but control was firmly in his grasp. If his guess was correct, then he would not wish for this to be a sour memory for the young lady. While Lucius held her attention completely captive, a spell was weaved in his mind, additional portions of structure added to remove the verbal and somatic and activate on thought. Lucius held their passionate embrace for quite some time, allowing her to get used to the sensation. However, when it finally came to an end, they were in a different room of the antitower. It was a lavish room, to say the least. On the far end of it from where the two of them appeared, a door stood closed. Off to the right side from the door’s perspective was a fire place, roaring with blue flame and surrounded by lounge chairs. To the left of the door was a wall of books, framing perfectly a small bar and display of various alcoholic drinks on display. Behind where Lucius stood, another door went off towards a room of white tiles. And immediately behind Xiu, a large four poster bed of satin and silk loomed.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">“I would not be appropriate for you to become a woman on stone, like a dog, my Dark Princess,”</span>Lucius said, his hands falling to her waistline before he embraced her once again with another kiss.<br/><br/>Lucius hands gingerly lifted up, bringing with them the fabric of her training top. He did not end the kiss until the fabric was nearly upon them, giving Xiu little room to protest. With a smile that told Xiu that Lucius’ reserved and well maintained self had loosened, he stepped forward, forcing Xiu on to the bed in the least aggressive method possible. She would not have a chance to sit, as before long, Lucius shrugged out of the top of his robes and followed her down, bringing their lips together once more. Distraction after distraction, as this time it was to distract from his right hand moving down. It did not touch her until it reached her thigh, gently beginning to rub it, coaxing it to bend and move to the side for Lucius to slide comfortably in between her legs. Lucius was in complete control. Xiu had given him permission and then access, and now Lucius would ensure her trust would be repaid.