BASTIEN
Rexanna's hands, gentle and guiding, took his own and Bastien gladly let them be taken. Stroking down her hips, behind her to her ass, grinning and winking as he squeezed it - it was easy and fun. But that was not all he wanted. Not when there was a heat building in him and she was looking like that and-- oh. He looked down in surprise as he felt a definite movement, then grinned and surged up to kiss her, open-mouthed and hungry while his hand moved up to tangle in her hair. The other stayed on her hip but held it a little firmer, pulling her close to him so that she could feel quite what an effect she was having on his body. Was it the room? Was it just Rexanna looking so beautiful? Whatever it was, it was working, so Bastien could not bring himself to care too much.
Taking his lips from hers he moved to kiss her chin, jaw; soft kisses that easily moved across her skin until he was at her ear, where he whispered: "Looks like we might get to have some old fashioned fun, cara." With a grin he moved down then and kissed her throat, let just the slightest hint of teeth scratch her skin as he sucked there to make a mark, his hips beginning to move against hers without him knowing it.
I am still waiting for the visions
Possession has yet to take hold of me
We all want to burn on a pyre
So tell me what kind of witch are you
Possession has yet to take hold of me
We all want to burn on a pyre
So tell me what kind of witch are you
