<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d1/Nicodemus..png)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Nicodemus Whateley<br/><strong>Faction:</strong>Grandma's Favorite (Whateley Faction)<br/><strong>Date:</strong>May 3rd, 1876<br/><strong>Time of Day:</strong>Evening<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Main Street<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Pounced on by Aislinn/ Open<br/><hr/><br/>Nicodemus gazed into Aislinns deep, dark eyes as she looked up at him.  He was quite pleased that she offered no resistance to his unspoken command and that she said nothing as he met her eyes.  The rich color was appealing to him but, more than that, their depths and the undefinable<em>something</em>he saw within her sent a surge of desire through him.  For a brief moment, Nicodemus was so entranced by the eyes of this strange woman that he didn't even notice the stares from the people walking past them on the street.  Nor did he care.<br/><br/>“I was.”  He agreed readily, his voice deep but quiet.  There was no reason to deny it and, while he was a skilled liar, he didn't feel the need to do so.  He didn't answer the second comment though he was inwardly pleased that she sensed the creature he unleashed.  While he still wasn't willing to admit that there he had sent something to follow her, he didn't make any denials either.  He waited silently and completely still as her incredible eyes glanced around for the unseen stalker.<br/><br/>Nicodemus stiffened ever so slightly as her hand moved up to lower his glasses but, against his better judgment, he made no move to stop the slip of a woman from pulling his tinted glasses lower.  His piercing green eyes stared into hers for a moment, his eyes unblinking as though he didn't wish to miss a moment of what he saw.  As her hand moved away, he finally moved, his arm reaching up to push his tinted glasses back into place.  Once they were set, his body fell into it's usual stillness as he heard her words.  Inwardly, he enjoyed this womans attentions.  Which was strange in and of itself.  But, he pushed his thoughts aside for now to watch her hand move toward his long red hair.  If Nicodemus allowed himself to smile in public, he would have done so at her comments.  Instead, he merely watched her intently, his mind drifting to the less appropriate things he wished to do with her.  But, for the moment, he ruthlessly pushed those thoughts down.<br/><br/>His eyes followed her hand, watching it land lightly on her flat stomach.  His eyes moved upward as she spoke, looking at her eyes once again.  His shoulders lifted lightly at her question.  “I would be glad to.”  He answered, offering his arm like a gentleman.  She seemed quite comfortable touching him and he wanted to see just how comfortable with him she was.  He wished to be touching her in some small way right now.  Oh, he wanted to do much more than offer her an arm but, at the moment, it would be impossible.  Instead, he forced himself to take pleasure in the smaller, gentle touches Aislinn offered.