His eyes went wide with hunger as her body just poured itself out of her dress, the discarded fabric floating away as she gracefully came closer, coming onto his lap.  Her dark skin so soft and appetizing, her figure so feminine... it was enough to drive a man wild.  But the prince steeled himself, maintaining his cool as he allowed his hands to reach out, one resting against the plump bulge of the bare skin of her upper thigh, the other running along her hip, feeling where it jutted out from her waist to make her exagerrated, hour-glassed shape.<br/><br/>"Wife," he responded, his eyes burning with barely constrained lust.  Her soft body's full weight was on him, her delicate scent filled his nostrils.  The longer this took the more he wanted to just rip her out of what was left of her clothes, to take her and ravage her....<br/><br/>"Y-yes," he said, snapping back into the moment, pulling his eyes out of her chest and back to hers while he could still keep himself from lunging.