The flirt had never truly dissipated. A different persona had been required to achieve goals before, and in doing so he'd adopted to a calmer composure. Matured, sarcastic, and calculated. Yet roots were still very much mischievous. In moments like so, a kindling and spark could set aflame. "There was a reason, remember? My personal rule: never take a taken women." However.. circumstances were different.
After all, she was his women. If she means to test temperance then he best not disappoint. Guard lowered, fingers sneak. Underneath grasp that intended to blind, pushing back. Behind her head and pinning into place. Eyes narrowing, glance given is all too familiar in format to. Lower. Near lips, testing nerves further. Cheeks exposed weakness, flustered display akin to blood in the water for a predator like himself. Mouth opens he leans in, but narrowly avoids. To ear, as only breathing graces for now. Steady. Calm still, in contrast to beating heart of other. As hips move to press weight, fingertips under chin lift. Angling so words could slip easily within ear. "--Can't take you right now? Oh, but I can."
(( ☼ "I suppose I should be flattered that I was the exception, hm? Funny. To this day, I can't say I accept homewreckers, but that was more of a search-and-rescue operation." Besides. By the time he successfully coaxed a yes out of her, she was technically single. He's also right about another thing: she's his woman now. God, the clutch he has on her... She can barely hear him over the sound of her own heartbeat getting stuck in her throat.
The lack of resistance paired with the overhanging silence is his answer. Friction forms between them as she feebly squirms in his grasp, skin still burning from the heat of his words. The anxiety is beginning to muddle with excitement. Her words implicate surrender, but her body interprets that word differently. "You can, and you will...?" The lack of eye contact is making her feel brave. Her mouth opens ever-slightly, the hesitation and anticipation heavy with every hushed word. "...You could make me take you right now if you really meant it." All of him. Every inch. He's already on top of her. Does he catch her drift?










