The woman he held in his embrace only purred softly, the warmth of her body becoming his as the pair moved backwards and Neines found himself pushed i...to the comfort of his leather chair; Nike remaining on her feet. ‘I need it’ she spoke so softly, fearful that if she conversed above a whisper she might ruin the moment. ‘Tonight.’The younger male tensed his muscles and sat upright, relaxing the positions of both his hands to one of scant-interest. ‘Turn around’ A firm command. Nike obeyed;. I poked him, he was leaning against the side of the plane staring out the window. I poked him again. And he didn't move. "Peter, come on, we landed."I grabbed his shoulder, and pulled him back against the seat. He was asleep, he was a really deep sleeper. I grabbed his shoulders, and shock him like crazy, and he finally woke up. "What?" he muttered, sitting up straight, and rubbed his eyes. He had a red mark on the side of his face where he had been asleep against the wall. I laughed at it, and. " she suddenly spoke, "Now what?" There was a lusty edge to her words, not to mention the look in her eyes. I was a little surprised to see that, expecting her to take more of a resigned position, a defeated one perhaps even, but she appeared more aroused, obviously still excited more than anything else."I want to see you finish what you were doing before I came in here," I said adlibbing it. "I want to watch you get yourself off."Once again she looked at me, nodding her head. "Ok, but I want. Drunk or not, Lord Lamdor had made an insulting remark regarding Princess Linden's country in public! As Linden was second only to the King's own Son in succession to the Throne of Zuldar his remark could be construed as treasonous!Linden put a small hand on Sir Klaron's nearest shoulder to calm him; she felt him trembling with suppressed rage, but he obeyed her touch perfectly and stood his ground! Her own eyes had flown to King Wildar's table. She had seen his big hands move swiftly to Prince.