Elena was reminded at how dangerous a predator this man was, her Lord Galos. He explained to her why she wasn't spreading herself open for him to simply take at his leisure. To say she blushed would be an understatement, for he was holding nothing back to bring her discomfort. Isn't this what she wanted? That he spend time in paying attention to her? When his face broke out in that full smile, she felt her heart skip a beat and her face flood with warmth. It wasn't the only place that grew hot at the sight of his expression. She felt the urge to lean back onto the bed, looking from the corners of her eyes for ways to escape already. He would know he had excited her, the way her heart beat fast and the arousal simply spilling from her in her emotions.<br/><br/>She did retreat, her shoulders bending back, when he rose from his seat and made his way towards her. He reminded her of a panther stalking its prey, moving in for the pounce.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00b3b3">"No... I don't see it that way,"</span>when he addressed the flaw in her request. His hands descended to either side of her own and he lowered down until she swore he was nuzzling her nose.  But he was and another hitch of breath with the shock of such affectionate a gesture. Her knuckles turned white as she gripped the edge of the bed, her lips slightly parted when he finally met them with his mouth.<br/><br/>Her body arched towards him, her face tilted up to return his kiss. Elena was indeed starving for him, how quickly her mouth turned greedy. She could not believe what her ears were hearing, his admission she had an effect on him. Her breaths turned to silent panting as he lit her skin on fire down a trail of his soft, tempting, teasing kisses. Again, her thighs clamped tightly together. Elena knew she was close to becoming soaked. Her folds closed together, clamping onto nothing and the need became so strong she nearly lost it. And, he wasn't done.<br/><br/>He pulled away, a torment in and of itself, but it gave her an opportunity to look upon him again. She had lost control of her breathing, her breasts rising and falling noticeably with each intake and exhale spent.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00b3b3">"I understand..."</span>she told him, knowing fully well this would be well worth obeying his every demand. She had recognized it in that first dream, where he'd presented himself off in the distance. There was a draw to him, a pull she could never deny. This was her fate. It had just taken him longer to show it to her. She was to blame mostly for that.<br/><br/>Her face tilted when his hand touched, seeking more of his palm and the caress that could happen. She was delighted when another kiss to her lips was given, another surge of desire met the determination of her new pledged devotion. Elena had just gotten another glimpse of his tender lips when they were gone again followed by her sigh. There was so much frustration building up inside her, though her excitement was stronger. She watched closely where his hands went while still staring into his eyes. She did not wish to break that visual contact, the link simply solidifying with it. She bit her lip when he touched her legs, a small tremble ran through them. Hearing him open the front of his pants sent her heart to beat quicker. It had been weeks of being deprived of any non-clinical contact. This was... so much, all at once and from him. It was glorious and she refused to rush anything. And yet...<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00b3b3">"Am I ready? No... pants off first,"</span>she told him, her lips curving into a playful, muted smile. Elena paused on purpose before she added,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00b3b3">"Please... my lord."</span>Her toes could not help but reach upwards as she drew her knee up. She ran it along his pant's leg until she could hook some of the fabric between her toes to give it a tug, reiterating her point.