<span class="bbc_u">Lounge - Azrael</span><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=65488.msg2954948#msg2954948">Quote from: Elven Sex Goddess on 20-04-2010, 09:55:21</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><sup><strong><span class="bbc_u">Lounge - Salonika</span></strong></sup><br/><br/>Finally  her gaze would fall upon the other within the lounge.    Stopping Salonika in her tracks.    Every feature, detail of the various subtle motions and  poses.   Is wrought with  a intoxicating suggestive overtones of carnal delights.     Her gaze goes instantly to the knife, held in hand and toyed with in idle play.   Denoting some one that felt restless, perhaps even caged.      The inquisitive look she gives, turns to one of puzzlement.     For she is not sure what he meant by what she was doing.<br/><br/>A quick gander of a look tossed behind her.  To see if he meant someone else.   No one through is behind her.   Turning back towards the dark brooding individual.    The drawing of breath that is taken as his words finish.   Is enough to turn that look of puzzlement to one of sudden revelation.   A sly smirk crosses her expression and in sultry voice she would respond back.   As she once again would begin crossing over to fetch herself the sweet roll and coffee.<br/><br/><em>"Do you always question your natural instincts.   Instead of just following them. "</em> <br/><br/>She would tease out at him.   As she now moved with a definite provocative sash shay of her hips rolling in a sultry motion.  Her words hold a heat in them that beckon.  As she crosses the room. <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>For a second, Azrael's ear twitched. He wasn't too sure of his senses, the smell of the woman and intimacy filled his nostrils to such a strong degree that it was hard to single anything out. However his hearing worked perfectly fine. Hearing a scraping noise, Azrael could swear that he heard what sounded like a heartbeat that wasn't his own or this woman's. Resting his hand on the knife for a second, he kept track of the new beating in the back of his head before turning his attention back to her.<br/><br/>Her voice caused his stomach to sink, and Azrael closed his eyes for a moment as he had to suppress the beast within himself for a moment.<strong>"Natural instincts?....My sex drive...is currently going into overdrive, and you're surely a beautiful woman...but you're doing something. There is something about you...I can feel it, and I can damn sure smell it.."</strong>Azrael's years of training had given him a deep level of self awareness, something about this woman was effecting him down to his frame of mind. Azrael definitely loved sex, but right now he was hard as a rock and his heart was beating slightly faster. It was this that let him know something was suspect, Azrael's heart was very consistent and rarely would he get excited like this.<br/><br/>Watching her hips sway, Azrael quickly got out of his seat. Moving with the speed of a large cat as he dodged the table and followed after her. A hand moved to this temptresses hip and he whispered heatedly<strong>"Is..it pheromones? I'm getting something off of you.."</strong>Apparently he wasn't the only one who was taken in by her, as he got closer the other scent he smelled earlier radiated off of her.