<div class="floatleft">(https://aestheticmuscleclub.files.wordpress.com/2014/08/tim-gabel-4-17.jpg)</div>Imre stopped and watched as she stepped out of her skirt, his eyes slowly trailing down her firm, lithe body. He indeed liked what he saw. His eyes traced the 'tattoo' with running currents of energy from the small of her back up to her shoulders. When she looked at him, the hunger in her eyes was quite palpable. Her presence felt like he was the hunter. A hunter that had been tracking and chasing his prey only to realize that it was he who had been hunted.<br/><br/>When she broke the silence, he slowly crossed the distance to her. He stared down into her eyes as his hand came up to caress her face. His fingers curling behind her head, cupping her neck. His thumb resting just in front of her ear. He lowered his head closer to hers and softly spoke. "I can tell you care about my safety. I can tell you desire me, but don't want to strain our relationship. Especially when we have to work together. And I appreciate you telling me your secret. Now, as long as you can promise me that you will keep whatever happens, between us, then I don't mind taking you up on your offer. I also find you attractive."<br/><br/>He bent down the rest of the way to seal her lips with his in a soft yet hungry kiss. His other hand coming up to rest above her hips, lightly squeezing her side where her 'love handles' would be. If she had had any. He pulled back and regained her eye contact, his forehead resting against hers. "I must also tell you, I lied when I said meta-humans were a myth. Since, you told me your secret, I will tell you why I lied. But that should be put aside for later.I think there's something a little more pressing at the moment."<br/><br/>He once again captured her lips with his, giving her a passionate, but gentle kiss, before capturing her lower lip between his teeth.He softly pulled until they slipped from their captor. "Now what do you think we should do?" He looked at her, smirking softly as he leaned back. Now that he had made his move, it was time she made hers.