<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">It was certainly a welcome sight after the mess she'd had to deal with earlier that day.  It was certainly a lot quieter, even though she could still hear the music from downstairs as they passed by the guards and entered the VIP Lounge, settling in to this room.  "Hey, don't worry about it.  For what I have in mind, I think it won't very well matter what the room looks like."  That was the truth since about that time, the heat in her body decided to flare up and make Garnet groan as it sent waves up her spine of pure desire and lust.  "Damn...it.  I...don't know how much more of those..I can take.  Damn...incubi...bastards."  She forced herself to focus on Romeo and involuntarily leaned against him.  "Corrupting...bastards....it's been hours since I've dealt with them, but even so...I can still...feel their effect in me...like a cancer...making my every thought center around getting my brains fucked out of my skull....though I've fought tooth and nail so far to think rationally."  Her brown eyes were slightly glazed over as she crushed her lips passionately against the Lamia's own, tasting of desperation but also of a good and passionate person as well in need of help.  Breaking away, the half Drow shivered and looked apologetic for that for a brief moment before she put her hands to either side of his face and continued her assault on his mouth.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/romeostarter.jpg)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Romeo &amp; Andreas</span></strong></div><br/>Romeo could feel the heat rolling off her flesh, in a torrential ripple that coursed along his body, licked at his being like the wavering flame to a fire. Her mouth was on his and he allowed himself to delve deeper into that embrace. His tiers moving against her own in a near perfect unison. His large hands moved to place gently over her own on the sides of his face, encouraging her, ignoring that apologetic look. She had nothing to be sorry for. His hands coursed down along the lengths of her arms. Smoothing over her shoulders and down along her back.<br/><br/>He allowed the course of his hands to brace the small of her back and draw her but a step closer before thy spanned out over the curve of her delicious, taught ass. He allowed his fingers to cup the delicate cheeks and squeeze, before dipping his body down, mouth not once leaving hers. Hands braced just beneath her ass along the backs of her thighs and he hefted her tiny frame up. Wrapping those creamy thighs around his waist holding her there. His hands kneading against the soft feel of her bottom, while his mouth hungrily worked at her own.<br/><br/>Those thin tiers parted and he snaked his tongue forth with a playful flick against her lush tiers. Prodding, as if begging for admittance, begging for entrance so he could taste of her. He wanted her on his tongue, he wanted her on his body, and he wanted her screaming his name. That fire in her core, had sparked one in his own, his loins stirring with anticipation. But alas, she wanted it.. she'd have to work for it, just a little. Romeo wasn't some eager little pup, who didn't know how to please. He didn't grow hard at the drop if a pin, he could hold off, and the longer he did, the more worth it, it would be.