<span class="bbc_u">Lounge - Salonika</span><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=65488.msg2955982#msg2955982">Quote from: Elven Sex Goddess on 20-04-2010, 21:52:55</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><sup><strong><span class="bbc_u">Lounge - Salonika</span></strong></sup><br/><br/>His sudden awareness that another was within the room.   Is missed by Salonika,  as she continued across the room.   The slow provocative sway of her hips.  That beckon those who view, with implied heights of carnal delights that await.      She is adorn in a lab coat.   A science or perhaps medical technician.   Yet that lab coat hardly is benign.  As it clings to her quite curvaceous figure.   Slightly shifting with the roll of her hips with her stride of steps.    Nor does she pause when once again he calls over to her speaking.   Accusatory, that she is doing something to invoke the feelings that are assaulting him right now. <br/><br/>A slight smirk of her luscious full lips.   As she senses him getting up and closing the distances.    She does not stop,  not until his hand comes and rests on  a hip.  His words would cause a slight chuckle.   <em>"Pheromones,  yes I would say you are drawn by my pheromones that I elude off of me.  Pretty astute on your part.  Though what makes you worthy for me."</em>    She meant nothing more then to throw him off balance with the last words she spoke.   To see what his reaction would be.   A curiosity suddenly aroused within her.     While his hand that rested clasping a hip of hers.   Could feel the lack of anything on underneath the lab coat.   <br/><br/><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Azrael paused for a second, he noticed that the woman seemed to be completely exposed underneath her coat. Closing his eyes for a moment, he exhaled slowly. Her voice was like music in his ears, and every word set off all sorts of alarms inside of his mind.<strong>"I...see, I would advise you to turn them off...I am not one for games, woman."</strong>The words were growled out as Azrael's current level of arousal made it painful to speak almost, every fiber of his being wanted to throw her onto a table and to unleash on her. The inner turmoil he felt was clear on his face.<br/><br/>Shaking his head for a moment, Azrael smirked and spoke this time a little more easily<strong>"Was the last guy worthy of you as well?"</strong>he pointed gently to his nose and remarked<strong>"It was recent...his smell is very strong on you, darling."</strong>Azrael used that bit of information to push back at his arousal to a degree, it was definitely still there though. Her pheromones were dangerous though, and Azrael's hand hadn't yet left her hip.