<div class="floatright"><strong>Tafiya</strong><br/>(https://drive.google.com/uc?id=1K4aqIrcsRyXAd8BMVFDdLF_OlyR-oyfA)</div>The angel stood there silently, watching him with her glowing eyes, fearful and wrathful, listening to his words. She sympathized with his plight, having read it in a book, and overhearing tales in the city about their Sarki. She clenched a fist once or twice at his words, angry but not able or unwilling to counter-argue until he was done, but the Sarki could see she was unwilling to just let this go. She looked shocked and her eyes opened up in surprise as he was suddenly without clothes. She tried to say something but then the powerful man grabbed her. She startled a little, but didn't make a move, just stared at him.<br/><br/><strong>"I... I... you..."</strong><br/><br/>Tafiya's breathing became heavier, quicker, her breasts rising and falling on the muscular mountain of a man's chest. His cock slide against her stomach, hard and unyielding against her pale soft skin. She felt more cool than cold, and she felt as light and fragile as when he had picked her up on the battlefield, like a bird. She didn't struggle or fight, she didn't want to, even when she realized what he was doing. She bit her lip, eyes wide, and though Ra'Shuurma couldn't see her nipples he could certainly feel them harden and press into his tough ebony skin. She was looking up at his eyes, she was two heads shorter than him at least, much thinner and smaller. Even with her voluminous wings as a cloak he still towered over her, and could almost hide all of her wings. Then a playful little smirk appeared on her lips, her eyes glowing merrily as she whispered to him.<br/><br/><strong>"Do you know what happens to the glowbug when it touches the lantern?"</strong><br/><br/>Ra'Shuurma could still see that while she wanted him, wanted to be held, there was still something holding her back, keeping her very still and looking at him. Her eyes and face were playful, but still she feared him. For her talk of glowbugs attracted to fire, she had meant it as him as the glowbug, and she as the attractive flame, but he would realize it also applied the other way around. He was a mortal man but he had often be compared to a flame by Lea'shee in her attraction to him, passionate and fierce, dangerous but controlled. It was she who was attracted to him, and she tried to resist going to this flame.<br/><br/>She wasn't trying very hard though now that his cock was pressed on her stomach and her pale nipples rubbed against his muscular chest. His chest had that effect on women.