Lenally's eyes widen as the hand she tried to go for again vanished from her line of sight. One moment, Gerrard's hand was to her wrist, spinning her about and pinning her to him. Her backside pressed against his chest as she felt his muscles. She'd grossly misjudged him, something she would not do again in the future. She feels a slight flush, gritting her teeth as she tries to struggle against him. She tries to ignore the fact that she can feel he's enjoying this encounter quite a bit.<br/><br/>"L...let me...let me go..." she hissed, struggling as she tried to ignore the breath against her neck. It reminded her of Lorenso but this was quite different. Gerrard apparently had been studying her quite thoroughly since her arrival, he could read her as well as San, though not quite so well as her brother Henrik. Lenally cried out as she felt a set of lips to her neck, trying to struggle further and ignore the warmth rising from her as she felt a hand cup her cheek and turn her face to him as his forearm went about her waist. "Unhand me you fuc-!?!" she tries to shriek, as she feels Gerrard's lips press against hers. Her eyes widen, and she struggles further. She did not want to feel anything for him, she did not want to think of Gerrard intimately but his kiss was drawing things out of her. She continued to resist, but his kiss soon caused her to relax against him, her struggling ceasing. When he tried to explore with his tongue, she couldn't stop him.<br/><br/>His kiss was different, but as hard as she tried to hate him she was finding it difficult. She could not understand any of this, as he began to kiss her deeply.