As she remained on the floor she heard a voice and peered up to see Cyrus entering the door.  Cringing at the sight of him she'd scoot back a little bit only for there to be no needed time to react to what came to happen. The hug.  That very moment she suddenly felt every fiber in her body screaming to take him now, every instinct yelling to rip him out of his cloths and take him.  Indeed at this point her very eyes would begin to dilate as his smell invaded her senses.  If not for the spell she likely would of taken him then and there, but in an instant she'd be dropped limp, unable to command her own body.<br/><br/>However by his presence her breathing at least would pick up, even as she were suddenly picked up and carried.  By a stranger?  All she could do was watch as he carried her to Cyrus' room, leaving her trapped there.  She suddenly felt betrayed, and slightly angry over the situation.  This was the worse thing they could of done to her and there they were stuffing her into Cyrus' bed.  Why would they do this to her?  Why would they test her willpower?<br/><br/>She questioned it and would of been on the verge of tears if not for the inability to stop drooling, Cyrus' scent lingering even in the bed causing her to want to sprint right for him.  No food tempted her off her course as she remained still and frozen in place.  No words in the halls threw her off track.  The instant the spell was broken Cyrus' fate was all but sealed, the girl darting across the ground to immediately get into his bed and over the top of him.  Between a heavy panting and the fact she was right on top of him one would think he'd wake.  But to be certain she'd take in his flavor, licking across his face several times to get him to stir.<br/><br/>She sought to be contained for she knew she couldn't control herself.  But apparently no one got her memo.