Nervousness started to peel at Evanna's skin as she hesitantly reached out, her hands going to Arawn's shoulders, gulping as she did so. The hunger in his eyes softened, and one side of his lips tugged up gently.
"*How about.*" Arawn's hands now rested on Evanna's hips, making her body tense from the flood of desire flourishing to her breasts and core. Arawn kept his eyes on hers, but she could see that hunger return, like he knew his effect on her body and wanted to take advantage of it. He didn't. "*You tell me how you used those powers.*"
Evanna blinked. And blinked some more, confusion swirling inside the lust ignited from his touch. "I.. Uh.. Huh?" She stuttered; her body was aflame with need, tensed from nerves and now relaxed in confusion as she stared at Arawn.
