<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Athena Stargazer-Smith<br/><strong>Position:</strong>PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Amsterdam Restaurant<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Rome<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/clothes28-1.jpg (http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/clothes28-1.jpg)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The feel of his hand gripping her thigh, actually holding her in place on his lap was a distraction to such a degree that she never even noticed the waiter coming back and leaving once more. Never heard him, never even sensed him in their vicinity. With his hand on her skin, nothing, and nobody, else in the room existed but Rome. It was a tunnel vision that narrowed even more when his lips reacted to her teeth to take in the taste of her own as well. She nearly broke to kiss him full on in that moment but managed to draw back, a smirk on her lips and her breathing slightly shaky while her heart beat wildly in her chest.<br/><br/>At his comment, she couldn't stop herself, her ass rolled against him, repeatedly, in a slow rhythm. Under her, she could feel the evidence of his arousal and it was beyond evident that winning, and beating down his defenses were both what she planned...though she planned them to their mutual satisfaction.<br/><br/>Defenses, Rome?" she asked, his name the softest of purrs on her lips, "Now why would you need defending from me? I'm not trying to harm you in the least," she teased before deciding to forgo being declared the winner and choosing to do something she'd wanted to do since they'd been talking in the woods. Tipping her head she found his neck, her teeth grazing over the pulse just under his skin, savoring the feel of it beating so close to the surface as she murmured so quietly even he almost wouldn't have heard, "At least, not yet."