The tug of her will, beckoned Armas closer and their lips locked for a moment, letting the breath draw out of him. The thought of just giving her a light taste of what she asked for crossed his mind. Slowly, his eyes closed as he let her kiss his neck and he drew in his bottom lip, groaning ever so softly, before his eyes opened again. They were a soft metalic blue, shining so unnaturally in his room, which lacked the light other than the moonlight spilling over the floor.<br/><br/>Armas didn't hesitate then and he threw her back down onto the bed, feeling their bodies bounce lightly against the plushness of it. His other hand - which had previously held hers - drew up her arm, tenderly squeezed, drew back down and then loped between the delicate fingers of her hand. He pressed her against the bed, but let up just enough for her to catch her breath and not to cause her any pain. He was mindful of this, very mindful, but his body begged to be sated and his patience was wearing thin.<br/><br/>Armas smiled, his eyes thoughtful a moment as they drew over her a moment and then he abruptly kissed her again but with a savage roughness, and he allowed her to taste his first giving of that coarse ruggedness that was still very much refrained. Parting his own lips, he nibbled at her lower lip, then molded their lips drew together in a desperate attempt to plea with her to only grow more demanding. Feeling her side with his right hand, his tongue passed over her lip and demanded entry. Still, he would not speak, but they would merely play the game of two lovers and he would make her want him more than she had ever dreamed of wanting anyone else and he would coax her if need be, just to speed things along.<br/><br/>His other hand slid back over her thigh, down, and under her, grabbing her butt before drawing up under her back. His hand let go of her hand, and easily snaked around her wrist and he directed it against his ribs. Pulling back, he waited, pausing a moment as he ended his kiss - his demand - and he looked her over, to see if she was still very much there with him. Her lips, although, somewhat more thin, were so tempting and his body hungered to bite and draw her against him so deeply that nothing could take her further from him nor could they get any closer.