“You did have what general?” Cervantes asked as she cut herself off, his hands squeezing the soft supple flesh eagerly. He didn’t seem to mask his growing attraction to the woman before him. He leaned in, his lips brushing her neck as he pushed her hair away with the swipe of his head. Her scent was inhaled before he nipped at the skin in the corner of her slender neck.<br/><br/>“What does my honor have to do with any of this. This is nature is it not?” He asked as he bit at her neck again, his teeth and lips sucking with the intentions to leave his mark on her porcelain skin.<br/><br/>“You have a decision to make general, will you by the sword for the Yunar...or just a sheath for mine.” He asked as his hands moved south, one hand slid down between her thighs as the other made quick work of the remaining underclothes.<br/>