<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/65IEnCn.png)</div><br/><strong>Character name</strong>: Astir<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Nesii, Open<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Alpha House<br/><strong>When: </strong>Evening<br/><hr/><br/>Her scent pored over him in the heat of the room and he drank it in, in great droughts. She was intoxicating, irresistible as he touched her lithe body and supple, smooth, skin. A secret pleasure road through him as she let him touch her, knowing full well she could land him on the floor in a second if she wanted to. That trembling shiver that crawled down her spine at his touch was nearly as exciting as the way she let herself be drawn back against him. Naked flesh against naked flesh, his breathing and hers matched in the excited passionate dance, moving to the rhythms of the dance.<br/><br/>He griped her more firmly as he growled and felt the sudden shift and the pain of her bite on his neck that caused him more pleasure than pain perhaps made him gasp lightly. a smirk crossed his face as she expressed her concern about being another notch in his bed post. How could she know that she wouldn't be a notch but a name carved into his heart and soul forever? How could she know he was afraid to love someone that fiercely? The plunge was a steep drop and he couldn't see where it might lead. He couldn't know if he would join her in blissful flight or be dashed against the cold, hard, rocks below.<br/><br/>"That's not what I think..." he couldn't finish it. he couldn't say not with you, never with you. It was always you. I love you...Nesii. But he couldn't admit that even to himself, wouldn't let himself admit it, wouldn't let himself say I love you.<br/><br/>She spun to face him, arms languidly around his neck, her nearly naked body against his. The way she moved against him turned his blood to liquid fire, made his heart beat hard and strong, his breath come up short. She could feel his excitement as she moved against him and he didn't try to hide it. His dark eyes were deep pools of liquid obsidian, normally so hard to read, so hard to penetrate were clearly reflecting what he felt for her. An ancient carnal desire had been teased to life in him by her into a roaring flame but that was not all, there was love in his eyes, love that made him blind to all others.<br/><br/>"When have you ever known me to be a slacker?" he teased right back knowing the countless times she had him doing some sort of scut work for something or other that he had done. He took her up on her dare and he took her firmly in his arms so she actually couldn't get away even if she wanted to. he let her feel his strength against her as he bit into her own neck, hard enough to hurt just a little as he tasted her skin and drank in the scent of her. He then grabbed her left leg and hitched it up onto his hip and then took her down into a deep bow so she lay supported by nothing but his own strength in his arms, helpless.<br/><br/>"What makes you think I'll let you go?" He said and with that he did the boldest thing he had ever done and kissed her deeply, passionately and with a fierce, ardent desire to make her his. It was not the clumsy kiss of a shy boy, fumbling and unsure. No, this kiss was the kiss of a man beyond his years a brazenly bold and sensual man but a man of depth and private, contemplating nature.