*knock*
I decided to rest for a bit but as I laid down on the bed, there was a knock on the door. Oberon went out to check who was disturbing us. Meanwhile, Alarik started to get handsy with me. His wandering hands know where to tease me to get me down and dirty.
He started by tracing my neck, slowly crawling his finger down. His touch was sensual, aimed to turn me on. And he was already halfway through it. As his finger traced over my throat, he stopped and pressed on my windpipe. I immediately choked on the air. My eyes must have represented my mood - I was turned on and I like what he is doing! His eyes, in response, darkened to the extent they appeared to look black.
"You know how to make a man go crazy," Alarik growled, his hands cupping my breast in his hand. He groped my breast
