Roarke smiled as he watched that tentative kiss.  Dawn was Pure, she was vibrant and sensual and alive in a way no human could be.  But she could also act so endearingly mortal at times.  Intimacy was never something casual to her.<br/><br/><em>“Well that’s up to him, if he’d rather watch than play … that is. Though, at anytime I think we can give a demonstration of proper horn tooting.”</em><br/><br/>He had to chuckle at that and swayed his hips a bit.  "I'm sure there will be time for you to demonstrate your prowess in many things," he answered with a wink.  He liked this Cecily and a friend from Dawn's past that was also part of this new world was just what she needed right now.  It was something he could not give her and he was happy to see the rekindled and new affection in his princess.  He wet his lips as the woman straddled Dawn and pushed her down.  The purely sexual allure of the moment wasn't bad either he had to admit.<br/><br/><em>“Play me a tune, kind sir … and lets forget.”</em><br/><br/>The pipes touched his lips as Cecily claimed Dawn's.  The enchanted music was soft and sensual, a low melody that was eager but not rushed.  The notes urged and encouraged while pushing everything beyond the room away from thought.  There was only the scent of sweet sweat and the softness of flesh and the taste of salt and the promise of pleasure shared and connection of soul and body both.