Raina's confession in fact made his cheeks flush slightly, though he didn't stop smiling then. He could see the confidence in her eyes and it was wildly attractive, even had he not been drunk. Indeed it only made him desire to know what sorts of torid thoughts were going on in that head of hers even more. There was definitely something between them, something he had felt at the lake previously, an attraction that he had been... afraid of. Because attraction did not mean love... and when there was that fire without love to control it's blaze, it often burned out of control, and then put itself out before there was any tempering it. She was dangerous, he only vaguely realized, but the daze of the alcohol made it so that he didn't really care. Consequences seemed so very far away from his actions right now, and the rewards for them seemed full of promise and hope.
He could see the animal gaze in her eyes and he returned it, though the unspoken agreement he was giving her he had no idea how to fulfill. Yet more than a single part of him wanted to give into that desire, that heady wonderful haze of lust that was settling over him. He had been told it was in his nature to desire the comforts of a woman in order to strengthen him against such desires, but a chain smoker admitting that they were an addict did not necessarily mean that they could simply quit smoking either.
Her confession, that she would offer herself to him caused him to shudder beneath her lightly as he looked at her with an even more heated gaze then before, visions of her mouth pressed against his own, his hands tugging down her dress eagerly, wantonly slipping it from her body before he claimed her starting to fill his own mind as he looked at her, his hands that were touching her starting to grip her a little tighter as his breath increased, taking in the scent of her. She smelled wonderful, and the fact that she smelled as good as she did made him want to taste the salt of her skin, and to take off his gloves and let himself really... feel her beneath his hands. He knew though, if he did that, if he let himself touch her without that layer of dampening to his sensese he would wind up giving into his desire, he wouldn't be able to stop himself.
"Ah..." Desmond started to say as she pushed herself into his lap, feeling the shift against his groin which made him groan a little, though Raina might not know the real reasoning behind it. She would feel the hands that were at the sides of her ribs slowly slide around to her front, dangerously close to the swell of her breasts as he started to breathe a little deeper with each word that she said. Then as she started to say something else, she would feel those heated lips upon her shoulder where she'd eased her dress down lightly, his lips hot and warm against her skin as he kissed a little higher, and a little higher still. As his lips traveled along she would feel the lightest dragging of his dangerous teeth against her skin, so tender and yet deadly at the same time.
She would feel as he followed the line that her nail had traced exactly, groaning a little against the nape of her neck lightly. As he kissed her she would feel that hand near the swell of her breast finally slip up to cup it lightly as his hot breath misted against the nape of her neck slowly. He kissed the nape of her neck with an open mouth, his tongue tantalizingly teasing her flesh to taste her, memorizing the moment of it, the feel of her skin against his tongue as his eyes opened to watch the way that her body reacted to his gaze as he heard her finish her little fantasy of what it was that she had envisioned him doing to her. For a moment he truly considered doing it as well, looking at her almost questioningly as if to ask her if it was something that she really wanted him to do. If she was not careful she would fan the flame between the both of them to the point where he could not control it.