"Haaaa, haaaa..."<br/><br/>This was so, so wrong - But Arisa's gaze was absolutely crawling over his form-<br/><br/>She wanted it. It was mad, and dangerous, and unholy - But she *wanted* to fuck him. She wanted it *bad*. Her nipples were achingly hard against her bodice, her sword clasped in her hand...And it was harder and harder to resist that filthy desire with each passing moment-<br/><br/>From the look of things, that wasn't the only thing getting hard! She licked her lips, her expression hazy, her creamy thighs squeezing together against the lust soaking into her panties.<br/><br/>"Oh, *fuck*~" she breathed, low and husky - "I could just hold you down and *fuck* you-!"<br/><br/>(Diplomacy Check!)