When he reaches the sensitive spot at the base of her neck, Mariska lets out a gasp, and she subtly presses her body toward him.  All thoughts of the cult, of Allanara, and even her dream are far away and no longer of any concern to her.  "Please..." she whispers, not even sure what she is asking.  The words just slips out, as if she is afraid that this is a dream she will awaken from at any moment.<br/><br/><br/>OOC: Sorry, I just realized it was my turn to post.  I missed it on my new replies somehow.