<div class="floatright"><strong>Sarki Ra'Shuurma (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1555889)</strong><br/>(https://pre00.deviantart.net/8a9b/th/pre/i/2017/032/1/3/ras_by_bryansyme-daxia3h.jpg)</div><br/>Ra'Shuurma held firmly but not too tightly on the angel, let her breathe, inhale his natural musky scent which was mix of his natural sweat along with soaps he use in his baths. Powerful heartbeats in his chest could echo onto her breasts which pressed firmly against his frame and throbbing of his cock against her soft stomach. Looking into her eyes as she smirks, see the potential of double truths in her words. Ra'Shuurma smiles and decides to be vague as well; "The glowbug burns and dies, but then again it probably dies as very happy bug as it reached the flame it sought and flame touched it." Of course in here death can mean many things besides ceasing breathing; death is one most universally powerful changing forces in the world. Death of old self, death of old ideals, death of outdated concepts. Put something to permanent rest while something new emerges.<br/><br/>Ra'Shuurma slowly leans forward to the shorter woman and while looking her eyes his nose brushed on hers softly, breathing caressing her face slightly, before he turns his head slightly side and then final inch is closed between their lips. His lips locking on hers, touch, taste, caress and explore. Embrace can be powerful influence, but nothing beats a kiss of honest passion and hunger. Embrace can make body shiver, but kiss can shiver the soul and emotions deep to the core. Kiss is final factor in regards will it seal the deal or not with women and Ra'Shuurma has got plenty of practice on various kisses. Quick and sweet, slow and tender, fierce and passionate. He enters into kiss with his full burning fire of his lust and passion, intending transfer or ignite same flame burning inside the angel as he pushes it in all his willpower of his desire on her.