"Oh you'll going to sing alright," Paige answered as his fingers returned to her body, trailing up across the smooth flesh of her belly to explore the soft curve of her breast's underside.  His other hand twined in her luxurious hair, pulling at the roots as his grip grew tight and kept her from looking away from his face as he moved to tease the other breast's soft undercurve and then the valley between them.<br/><br/>"In fact, you're going to sing for me all night long," he promised as his fingers moved now to her nipple to brush it lightly and then suddenly close to grip it painfully tightly and twist it sharply as far as her plaint flesh would allow.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Oh yes," Kurt answered as he kept his sword steady despite her gentle press on his arm, "You have your maidens and beasts... but they cannot give you want I will."  His hand on her shoulder held firm as he pressed his body nearer, forcing her back until the unyielding trunk of a tree pressed against her back and his body was suddenly pinning her there, warm and hard against her softer curves and pressing the swell of his manhood against her thigh through the layers of clothing that seemed suddenly much to flimsy to contain the physical manifestation of his lusty intentions.<br/><br/>"They can't give you what we both know you ache for deep inside..." he hissed as he leaned even closer, the cold sword nuzzling her neck as his lips pressed against her's in a hard and demanding kiss.