Even dressed as she was in less formal attire, dirty, and looking like she had been through quite the workout Ylrid had a hard time not finding beauty in her. The attraction was strong, the problem was he had no idea what this even was. It was rare for him to ever doubt himself, but perhaps she had been correct about jealousy. He had never been jealous of anyone or anything, it simply was not something he had experienced before. Attraction was new to him, and with that all of the feelings that came with it were new to him as well. Still as Eira got in front of him and stopped him Ylrid felt challenged.<br/><br/>The man's eyes changed just a hair, swirls of electricity coursed through them, and he puffed out his chest. The rain fell, he didn't mind, his clothes getting wet was nothing new, nothing he couldn't handle, but Eira's clothes being wet did do something. It was unexpected, he had seen plenty of women naked and in wet clothing before, but this was different, it was her, and his body responded in kind. The blood flowed to the organ between his legs and Ylrid took in a deep breath as she came closer to him, their bodies separated by almost no space at all.<br/><br/>Rules be damned, she had now not only challenged him physically by stopping him, she was challenging him verbally, and Ylrid was not going to back down. In fact he saw this as an opportunity to take charge and regain control. Whether things played out in his favor or not remained to be seen. He was an assassin, quick movements were his strong suit, but his heart was racing and that had not happened in a stressful situation since his youth. Still his hands dashed out from his sides to take her hips and bring her into him, his hardened member rubbing into her as their hips met, her chest forced into his own as he looked down to see her eyes swirling similar to his, with their own element, his right hand came up to cup her chin and force her to look up at him while  his lips plunged down with passion. He held the kiss, opened his mouth instinctually and his tongue did not ask for permission as it attempted to gain access into her mouth in an effort to swirl with her own. He kept his eyes open, wanting to peer into hers for as long as she would keep her own open.<br/><br/>When the kiss would finally break, not that he rushed it by any means, he spoke softly, "does that answer your question, or should we further pursue this attraction here and now?" He had no issue taking charge, but he was not going to force anything further if she did not want it. He knew he did, and he assumed she did as well, but whether this was the place and the time he did not know.