Blades coming down, her own movements were what barely saved her from being skewered. Though, in hindsight, he delt with the knife as best he could, folding his leg back, the bit of metal grazing along his shin, sparks flying up, his knee landing against the wooden floor beside her hard enough to leave an indent, his forarm blade tips wedged into the floorboards so close they did in fact pin her down. Their fance almost touching... The soft edges of the two holes in his face that served as nostrils flared, taking in her scent... "You, you lust..." The low sound almost a purr, his glowing eyes somehow twinkling with a demented, primal mirth.<br/><br/>Slowly, he bowed his head to look at her body, as well as his own, so close... The two small plates between his legs bunged, but he restrained himself... His gaze trailing from her own groin, it's wetness, slowly across her well defined abs, admiring her busom... And finally to meet her own eyes. "You, like?" That monsterous maw contorting to form a grin, hot breath slowly steaming out of his mouth and pouring over her bared skin... His whole body heaving with heavy breathing, the corded muscles under his chitinous frame contorting, bulging and flexing as he simply held himself aloft over her. The crystals on his back pulsating with a soft, undeniable presence. A power all their own...<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>