<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4c/Gladiatrix24resized1.jpg)</div><br/><br/><div align="center"><em><strong>~Ryann, the Baths with Ammon~</strong></em></div><br/>The broken kiss left Ryann gasping, her chin lifting slightly, green eyes shining with lust as Ammon's hand settled about her throat in an almost teasing manner. Her lids would flutter as his kisses brought her face to tilt in towards his lips, towards his rumbled words of not being gentle.<br/><br/>A shudder and a moan was his answer, her own lips working down his neck, licking free the sweat and feeling the pulse of his blood quickening through his veins. But her efforts were interrupted by his strength gripping at her hips and turning her harshly against the wall. Fingers clenched over the stone, slick from steam of the baths, quite prepared for him to simply take her then and there. Her body tensed, willing yet still holding virginal trepidation. How much would it hurt, and for how long? Ah such silly questions, such ones a girl-child would think on! Her mouth would curl into a snarl, forehead meeting the wall as she silently berated herself.<br/><br/>But it seemed Ammon had other ideas. She felt his body move down hers, and his order to part her legs brought on confusion. Scowling, her head would turn, bright eyes gazing down at him behind her, and the look in his fathomless eyes alone caused her to shift muscled legs apart as he commanded. Her tongue teased across her lips as questions came out in a whisper.<br/><br/>“ I do not understand. What are you doing, to be on your knees in such a manner....?”<br/>