The strong grip suddenly on her leg made Aelena tense visibly and a sweet, innocent smile played across her lips. She did not look up at him but simply kept eating. She did stop when he growled him warning, setting down her utensils. Luminous eyes looked into his and she leaned forward to demurely gaze at him "promise?" Was all she said. The simple word dripped with sensual desire. Her hoof started to stroke against his leg again as much as his grip allowed, still with the wicked grin on her face. She was playing with fire by pushing the Druid but she was a shaman so that was really nothing new.<br/><br/>His touch made her squirm slightly. Out of his sight, her tail had wrapped around the leg of the chair like an anchor to keep her grounded. She longed Fi his touch and even though it was not overtly sexual it still made a heat curl in the pit of her stomach. It was easy to see that the Druid was having an increasingly difficult time holding himself back from flinging the table out of the way and tackling her out of her chair. It was a struggle as to which outcome she wanted more. The responsible side of her wanted to focus on the mission but the side of her that had wanted this situation for years was making it very hard to behave. Every touch of Iylldrraen's agile fingers on her tender skin only made it harder for her to restrain herself as well. Things were coming to a head between them and she lacked the willpower to stop herself from slouching a little in her chair to push her hoof farther up his inner thigh. Her chest rose and fell more rapidly and she simply kept her eyes on his, defiantly challenging him to follow through on his threat to discipline her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>