Jolan looked at her. He was managing to get himself mostly cooled down. He had forced himself into a less uncomfortable arousal. Barely aroused again. For the moment but the arousal hadnâ€™t gone away completely. It was just less noticable. Except to vampires. Damn their sense of smell. He knew that would come to bite him. Figuratively speaking. He looked her over then watched her pat the bed beside her. His gaze undressing her as his mind played a quite visual image through his mind.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FFFF00"><span style="font-style: italic">His form held her against the wall. His hands reached up and stroked her cheeks before diving into her silky looking strands. Between his thumb and forefingers wove into the strands of her hair pulling her closer. His hands using her hair as leverage to tilt her head back. His lips kissing little kisses across her cheek until it reached her lips. Claiming them with his own in a hot and passionate kiss. His hands slowly trailing down the side of her head. His hands moving down her neck in butterfly strokes as they spread across her shoulders and kneaded the flesh before slowly making their way down the arms then across the top of her breasts. His hands trailing down the perky round mounds of her breasts. Groping them for a moment as his hands moved so the tips grazed over the nipples in slow circles. His hands moving lower then around to her sides. Stroking down the sides to her waist. Down to the hem of the shirt where slide his hands lower. Sliding the fingers back up so all but the thumb was on the inside of her garment. As his palms then....</span></span><br/><br/>He shook his head. â€œNo thanks cheri. I think it best I stand.â€ He said. Declining her offer to join her. Shaking his head. Such imagery his mind played on him. Sad part is he would totally do something like that. To another woman. To a non vampire. He looked at her. â€œYes we do. If only you could know the thought process I have for each of those various ways. It is quite strategical in a way.â€ He said in amusement. Though to her next words he rubbed the back of his head and snickered. â€œCheri...it does not count if I did it to myself.â€ He said in amusement. â€œThere is such a thing as foretting to appease your own sexual appetite before breaking into a vampiressâ€™s house.â€ He said with a chuckle. Smirking at his own self for that one. He really needed to get laid. Especially when dealing with a lady vampire who was totally his type! If she had been human. She was not. That was a dampener. It made the arousal he had given himself cool down quite a bit.<br/><br/>He looked amused by her next comment. â€œCheri...I am a hunter. Why the devil would I volunteer to let that which I hunt to bite me?â€ He asked with a smirk. He watched her as she looked to be undressing him with her eyes. Now that was a curious feeling. The first time he had actually taken the time to notice he was being eyeballedly undressed. He shifted a bit now that he was able to stand at a more relaxed position because he wasnâ€™t setting up a flagpole in his pants...mostly. He looked her over again. She was too much his type. He should really leave and let her get to sleep. SHe had to be tired. He was certain it was already beginning to pass sunrise. He moved in a way the coat clung to the upper muscles of his arms until they were more relaxed. Maybe he needed a cigarette. Yeah. That would keep his brain out of his pants...hopefully. He knew it wouldnâ€™t but got his mind off her...for the moment.