Rick Allen (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} onceuponaghost) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} heureuxlake, |
Was she... blocking him? Her supernatural nature wasn't enough to block his magic on its own, of that he could tell, but perhaps there was something else going on. He certainly wasn't going to outright tell her that he could easily change her mind, as that would be too close to admitting to what he was, and that just wasn't something he did. Instead, he moved to step behind her, his hands gathering up those gorgeous wild curls and shifting them out of the way.
Rick let one hand trail down her bare arm as his lips moved close to her ear. "I have a feeling you've never been with anyone who could make you come with a single touch. Or a single word. Or anyone who could make you come so many times, you beg them to stop because you think you can't possibly come again, only to be pushed past it and coming so hard you pass out from it." He pushed the images into her mind, stoking those feelings of lust that had already been simmering in her.