"You know...If that was the case you could make money other ways, so don't act like you don't really care about your job, I'm pretty sure Atta keeps ya busy though. You know, you just gotta deliver flowers and stuff... Don't make it sound so rough." "Not so rough?" Sigrun challenged him, bobbing her chin forward accusatoringly, "I can assure you that it can be rough." Her flushed cheeks only worsened when Kise laid his forefinger on her chin, each tap sending a feverish chill down her spine. Her sharp gaze fell from his eyes and landed on his mouth, her own lips slackening as she felt his hand on her thigh. "You can't do this," she told herself, "you shouldn't do this." But her heart began to pump blood through her at a faster pace. The portion of her brain that was reponsible for logical thinking was beginning to fail her. She could hear her breaths quickening louder than her own voice telling her to stop and walk away. "There's lots of fun to have in Syliras... You just gotta be more.. Open. " "Oh shykes," she thought, almost losing control when she caught sight of the young man biting his lower lip. Her elbows trembled, almost giving in to her weight as he spoke to her in a hushed tone. "Actually.. Ask Atta, I used to help out some times... I keep Syliras clean. Not only keeping scum out the street ya know?" His words ran through her body like a feather, tickling her skin and exciting her senses. Her self-control was slowly going down the drain as he leaned in, only to move towards the side until his lips found their way over to her left ear. "I'm in charge of... Deflowering..." There was no going back now. Sigrun broke into a sweat, her body shaking with tension and frustration. The heat that had once only fueled her flushed face now spread all over her body. She shot Kise a heady gaze as he moved away from her, retracting his hand from her thigh. "You're going to get me fired," she whispered, "I can't imagine Atta approving of flowers being removed of their petals." "Ask Atta sometime... She might tell you... " Sigrun said nothing. She focused on the sound of her heart beating against her chest angrily, as if it was begging to release something. Her mind fell silent. "Or maybe you should demonstrate," she quipped softly, as she brushed her fingers over his chest and down to his stomach until it rested once more on the bed. Eyes shifting from Kise's eyes to his lips, again and again. Words could not explain the different kind of hunger that overcame her in only mere minutes. |