The more she fidgeted the longer he held on. They were both standing now, her direction towards the door and him not letting up on his iron grip. Eventually, he yanked her back towards him, her back hitting his chest and both his arms enveloped around her, rooting her to that spot. She didn't have to look at him, he knew she couldn't.
He hadn't planned on ever telling her. He hadn't planned on her ever getting this close. This had been a fail safe move. Figure out what it was that made this so intriguing. But now that he had it, he didn't want to ever let it fade from his grasp. He'd wanted it for too long. He squeezed his arms around her tighter, not enough to hurt, but he was going to lock her up right there.
"Lust is persuasive. She feeds off me and I feed off of her it's not as simple as--" He rooted his chin into her shoulder with a hurt sigh. "Don't ask me that."