Kilo was suddenly pulled into a darkened room, though he could see just fine.  He felt the scent hit him again, but he was more prepared for it.  Rather than being overwhelmed by it directly he felt as if he was tasting as much as he wanted.  He stared at her, lust filling his eyes.  He wanted to know her intentions clearly before making a move, but he felt his pulse quicken...perhaps she wasn't willing to wait for the ball after all, or were there other motives.  "Explain..."  That was all he could say, his eyes roved over her body drinking in the vision of her beauty.  He held himself back just a little longer to see where this was really leading, but his desire was to rip her clothes off and have her right there.  Sweat coated his skin with the strength of his inner battle.  In this enclosed room...she was intoxicating.