09-13-2018, 07:51 PM
Presuming assent Ryker stood, close enough that doing so leered into her personal space, but rather than follow the cue of his words she turned into him. Her palm pressed into his black chest. Control for control's sake. She might as well have put her hand into a flame, she knew that. The cop was soft, an interloper, but this man was not. Something carnal shifted beneath that warped skin. But he plucked the strings here.
The crawl of his eyes made her neither shudder nor blush, but nor did she recoil. Her eyes upturned, slightly narrowed, scrutinising the ruin of his face. The blindness of one eye. The imperfections of his skin. Kasun knew he was here to test his restraint. Oriena knew there was a decent chance he would throw this fight in a desperate bid to please her. It did not stop the sly curve of her lips. "A wager to make it interesting?"
The crawl of his eyes made her neither shudder nor blush, but nor did she recoil. Her eyes upturned, slightly narrowed, scrutinising the ruin of his face. The blindness of one eye. The imperfections of his skin. Kasun knew he was here to test his restraint. Oriena knew there was a decent chance he would throw this fight in a desperate bid to please her. It did not stop the sly curve of her lips. "A wager to make it interesting?"