Tegan yearned to glance at him one last time, as he told her to close her eyes, but did as she was told, her eyebrows furrowing in confusion. Her eyes shut tightly, she was filled with him, his scent, and his presence. She leaned down, double, as he guided her down, laying flat across her own knees, her back curved out. She breathed slowly through her nose, eyes still closed, and waited. A shiver chased his fingers down his spine, and a soft groan escaped.<br/><br/>She gasped as hot humidity flooded the room, coughing, her lungs protesting the sudden change. Sweat sprung to her skin, as she panted, pressing closer to the floor, trying to avoid the tropical heat. Fear thrilled through her blood, slowed by the lethargy of lust. Every breath pulled her closer to orgasm, she was so swamped with his virility. As the scalding leather, dotted with thorns scratched across her back, she gasped again, moaning at the hot weight, one hundred thousand nails scratching down her back, the skin reddening already.<br/><br/>She shivered hard, her entire body shuddering, as she moaned, panting, waiting for something she couldn't predict. She'd barely heard his words, and her fingers squeezed, attuned for his word. She cried out, back arching down, though she didn't lift herself. she panted, squirming on the floor, eyes squeezed shut tightly. She wished to see him, wondering what he had, where the humidity had come from, but she didn't dare. He had told her not to, and this was not the time to disobey. She shivered as his liquid chocolate voice burned around her, whimpering. "Yes...." She hissed, a whimper trilling her voice. "I want you... all of you...." She whispered softly, knowing he would hear.