<sup><strong><span class="bbc_u">Lounge - Salonika</span></strong></sup><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=65488.msg2955425#msg2955425">Quote from: Darkcide on 20-04-2010, 17:34:00</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><span class="bbc_u">Lounge - Azrael</span><br/><br/>For a second, Azrael's ear twitched. He wasn't too sure of his senses, the smell of the woman and intimacy filled his nostrils to such a strong degree that it was hard to single anything out. However his hearing worked perfectly fine. Hearing a scraping noise, Azrael could swear that he heard what sounded like a heartbeat that wasn't his own or this woman's. Resting his hand on the knife for a second, he kept track of the new beating in the back of his head before turning his attention back to her.<br/><br/>Her voice caused his stomach to sink, and Azrael closed his eyes for a moment as he had to suppress the beast within himself for a moment. <strong>"Natural instincts?....My sex drive...is currently going into overdrive, and you're surely a beautiful woman...but you're doing something. There is something about you...I can feel it, and I can damn sure smell it.."</strong> Azrael's years of training had given him a deep level of self awareness, something about this woman was effecting him down to his frame of mind. Azrael definitely loved sex, but right now he was hard as a rock and his heart was beating slightly faster. It was this that let him know something was suspect, Azrael's heart was very consistent and rarely would he get excited like this.<br/><br/>Watching her hips sway, Azrael quickly got out of his seat. Moving with the speed of a large cat as he dodged the table and followed after her. A hand moved to this temptresses hip and he whispered heatedly <strong>"Is..it pheromones? I'm getting something off of you.."</strong> Apparently he wasn't the only one who was taken in by her, as he got closer the other scent he smelled earlier radiated off of her.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><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/>