Luix grinned at what was revealed under her cloak. A skirt. How lovely of her to make this ever easier upon him. Luix clasped her wrists together, holding them tight, almost to the point of pain. He straddled one of her strong legs, and nudged a knee between her legs, pressing in to separate her thighs. She would feel the hard curve of his knee pushed right up to her core as he pulled harder on her wrists.<br/><br/>"I can make this hard," Luix murmured suggestively, rubbing the noticeable bulge in his breeches against the back of the thigh he straddled her. "Or you can make it easy." He glanced up sharply as he heard that despicable laughter, this time much, much closer.