Dawn blushed at the reminder that he was not done, she had heard him, but that didn't mean her thoughts were exactly in order for eloquence here. He reduced her to something more primal, to instant responses that forgot to weigh things in the manner of the courts. Still, she shifted nervously on the bed of grass and spared a moment to wonder if he realized that she was asking for more, for him not to wait. She didn't want to catch her breath.<br/><br/>She wanted to be breathless, reeling, lost.<br/><br/>His powerful hands lifted her up and flipped her over, her eyes widening and flickering with their shine for him as his restated promise drew a shudder through her body nearly as much as his touch would.<br/><br/>Her expression became more focused though at that ripple of his powers, wondering what it was exactly that he was calling. Should she fear? No, she was safe here, he would not harm her. At least no more then was enjoyable. And that was very very enjoyable indeed. Still even with that her breath caught and she gave a slight sound of panic when the darkness wrapped around her skin, trembling visibly at the caress of it against her flesh. It had a sensation all its own, a tingle, a purr. Once the initial shock passed, mere moments truly, she found she liked it. At least for now.<br/><br/>No word of protest came form her lips about the position he was putting her in, though she found it curious to be bent over so, wondering what he had in mind exactly. Silent the blond gazed at his wild handsome features as he laid her back on the grass that had been crushed by their first bout of coupling. When her legs were parted she realized just how revealing the position would be and a blush flamed into her cheeks though her glow surged back into her skin as she drank in the look of his eyes as they moved over her pale flesh with its flickering light of want.<br/><br/>There were no words for the warmth of his mouth against her skin, for the sinful caress of his tongue as it tasted her, for the desire that sung through her blood as she shuddered and moaned, tried to buck her hips up into his mouth. She had no thoughts of shame then, just wanton abandon, just want. Her hands fisted in their bonds and she whimpered for them, for him, wanting to touch him, wanting to claw at his back and sink her fingers in his hair to hold him to the place that ached for his kiss the most. "Oh...yes...please oh please..."