She clung to him as he picked her up and carried her swiftly up the stairs. She was laughing and nibbling at him as he ran. She knew he was young but did not realize how little of life he had yet to experience. Her nails clawed at his back, and as they reached the first bedroom in the hall she could feel the fabric of his jacket give way beneath her palm. The magic was wearing off. She had to be careful where  she put her hands unless she wanted to burn the clothing from his body. When they had made their way inside the room, she pushed herself off of him, forcing her leg to slide from his grasp so she could take a step back. She held up her hands which were glowing softly, the red color taking on a golden tone. "Stop" she commanded in a forceful tone. "I must remove the bindings...or it will be I who suffers in pain." She started to unwrap the binds and looked up into his face. Her eyes were practically flaming within her face. Her cheeks a deep red, her pouty lips pooched out softly towards him. "Now...you have to decide if you will have me or no...though your desire is plainly evident, I can make no promises as to what happens after I touch you again..."