[He smells like the sea. Like rain and adventure and a land far away from this one. The kind of place she always imagined she'd settle if she could get a big enough name for herself as a courtesan.

it's a strange sensation. It's far from the first time she's shared her bed with someone like this but it usually served as a formality. But here the prickle of claws at her back has a shiver go down her spine, one she's not sure she hides all that well with how they're pressed together. And the baritone of his voice makes her warm in ways that has her laughing at her own foolishness.

As if she's ever struggled to entice a man with her body before when she wanted it.]

There are many more unpleasant men I could be sharing my bed with right now.

[fingers continue to stroke over his beard, up to his cheek, before giving into the temptation to thumb over the corner of his mouth, curious about the tusks that peaked out.]

And I was looking forward to seducing you.