Zebel murmured as Keith's hand seemed to move on its own now, inhaling a deep breath as she tries to, at the very least, keep a level head before she drowned. Her eyes looked up to Keith as she smiled at him. He was without a second doubt the Gentle Giant in her life, and she was in awe over it, though perhaps more then that... she hoped to never see him go.  She sheer warmth of his hand through the shirt sent a bare shiver through her body as she so contently watched him. Her hand came up brushing through the line of his hair as she moved in closer to him.<br/><br/>"We should say no to this but... it has been building for a long time... I don't think I can go one more second without you making love to me at least once while we are here... maybe three or four times a day would be better...."<br/><br/>There was a breathless almost husky tone to her words as she looked up at him, she was kidding about how many times a day they would do it but... the picture that was getting painted in her imagination was more stronger then the one she was looking at now. Shifting the bed Zebel, giving Keith enough room to lay on the bed next to her. Zebel was laying on her side as she looked at him from were she was, kissing his lips as she felt his hand move to her bare hip. Pulling back from Keith she would sit up on the bed and pull her shirt over head to toss it across the room lightly.<br/><br/>"It was getting hot in here..."<br/><br/>Moving, she came to lay back down beside him, the round lush formation of her breast was pushed together slightly as the bed rested under her. Her other hand came to brush the front of Keith's bare chest, scratching with her nails lightly as she moved in, pressing the length of her bare body against his. He seemed to always me so much warmer then she or anyone else was. Moving her face to rest in the crook of his neck, her teeth bit down into the flesh, tugging as she playfully growled at him. She didn't understand for what reasons or for what actions, but Keith had been the only person to strike a fire in her, and that she was willing to find out why, damn the consequences.<br/><br/>Moving her other arm she brought it up over his body, moving to nearly wedge herself in against his body and the bed. She didn't seem to have a single bit of claustrophobia when she was around him, being so close to him as she was now, strange wasn't it?