Laurin was just about to saunter past Raine, Corien's comment having done nothing to interrupt her stride. A half-hearted chuckle led into her melancholic reply. "Jealous, Corien?" Licking her lips afterwards. Just as she was about to cross in front of his path, she pivoted to face him. Standing on the tips of her toes if she had to, Laurin forced her lips against his to silence any reply he might have had and her tongue past those lips to explore. She moaned into his mouth briefly before settling back to her heels. A low, husky whisper was coaxed from her, "Consider it inscentive: stay alive long enough and you'll get your shot at me." She began to saunter off, and loudly added "Or in me if that is where you prefer!"