Constans arched his neck to meet the woman's searching, smirking just out of sight until her lips crept across his chin. As the Enchanter's kiss slid onto his mouth he opened his lips to meet it, pressing against her, his hands sliding down her shoulders and up arms wrapped around his neck- only for her to pull away. He frowned at the interruption and looked down, narrowing his eyes at her coy, expectant expression. So Thais wanted him to make the first move, did she? His hands tightened around her forearms.
"You're going to have to-"
He rolled himself away from the wall, pivoting so that in an instant Thais found their positions reversed, her own back forced up against the stone.
"-try-"
Pinning Thais' arms over her head, he easily gripped both of her hands in one large fist, intwining his fingers with hers in one smooth movement.
"-harder, Enchanter," he growled in reply, a predatory glimmer in his pale eyes. He lowered his mouth to hers again forcefully, taking back the kiss the woman had interrupted, while his free hand clutched the skirts of her robe. His fingers crept, gold fabric bunching beneath his hand until he exposed the skin of her thigh. Sliding his hand around her bared leg, he lifted it slightly to better press against him.
Engrossed as he was in the moment, his greatest concern was how he would manage to get his robes off without looking a fool. Curse whoever decided to make them one-piece, there was absolutely no attractive way for a man to shimmy the damn things off.