Korono felt Kilo's strong arm wrap around her as Kor's lips met her own making her face blossom with a blush. Being pulled away quickly, and tucked into Kilo's embrace she looked from Kor immediately to Kilo's cat like eyes. Her concentration on masking her heat was begining to slip as she barely clung to it with an almost unwilling desperation. As he spoke she noticed her knees growing weaker by the moment. Since when had Kilo had this effect on her, and why was Kor acting this way? "Do I... need... you?"<br/><br/>She blushed as he asked her this, and yes it was a simple question. One that was probably innocent, but with the way he was holding her she could not keep her head on straight. Her control now seconds from slipping she made a decision, and reached out taking Kilo's hand pulling him away to the ball room. Without a word she pulled him into the dimly lit ball room, and shut the door. Her breath heaving within her chest as she turned to look to Kilo again. Her cheeks were red as if they'd been pinched. She lost control over her scent again, but at this point she did not care. She wished to give Kilo a list of things he would need to do to help her prepare. If she had to mask her scent along with concentrating on what needed to be done, then nothing would get done.