Draiss had not been paying attention to Cerulean's attitude lately, but her words stopped him cold for a moment, before he continued to twine about her at a much slower pace. He touched her mind, worried that she was becoming addicted to the sex he had been carelessly offering, not remembering that she was NOT a devotee to a goddess of pleasure.<em>Damn, I am beginning to understand why most gods don't mingle with mortals. Too easy to manipulate, and too easy to hurt or kill.</em><br/><br/>He paused in his twining about her to nuzzle her cheek, and then gently bump his head against her back, toward his room. He was not sure how to deal with this somewhat disturbing relevation, but he knew he had to try.