Pushing back against the firm, chiseled abs of the highly talented and very sly Kha'Miero, I tried to create space between me and her lest another 'reaction' begin working its way through my body, which was definitely not desired.
And yet the Draconian didn't really seem to mind our current position at all since she kept that one arm hooked around my waist for a few moments more, staring at me intently and making my blush deepen far too much for my liking.
I wasn't really aware that she was meant to always smell like woodfire nor that she would feel just as hot to the touch, and on top of that the intensity in her stare as she just studied my face - and lowered her gaze down towards my soaked blouse - was really just getting to be too much for me.
