'Oh, how do you figure? If this is going where I think its going, I can see it being a very very good thing for me...' he chuckled lightly, his nervousness showing in his voice. He was by no means a prude, but this all seemed a little too sterile and forced for him - of all the fantasies he'd had, he couldn't say 'ok fine looks like we've got to fuck in order to dispel the nasty thing possessing me' featured very high on the list at all...<br/><br/>To his own credit he did eventually manage to tear his gaze away from her bare mound - although his eyes did get caught up in traffic somewhere around the level of her tits, taking a little more time than could be called polite before they finally made their way up to eye level - wavering slightly with the urge to return to even more pleasant sights than her pretty face.<br/><br/>'Succubae and Incubi yes - although theres usually a measure of temptation involved, the offering of something taboo and alluring to the person in order to get them to damn their soul...'<br/><br/>Daniel was still kneeling, but was sitting upright - the swirling furniture seeming to keep a wide berth around them, or as wide as the protective circle was anyway. Not that it stopped him from eyeing up the swirling maelstrom of wood mere feet from them - if the circle failed now he doubted he'd be lucky enough to get away with just a knock on the back of the head or a few splinters.<br/><br/>'So, err... how do you want to do this? What would be best for you?'. His awkwardness at the situation couldn't be any more obvious, although if she allowed her gaze to travel down to the groin of his jeans she might realise that his arousal was just as obvious...