Of all the things Kael expected to happen tonight, being questioned about his sexual competency by a naked woman holding his hand against her clit while glowing gold was not on the list.
Rewind nine minutes before this, Kael Ashenvale was very stressed and very horny. Between his dragon and Luminari bullshit, he was fighting a war for control and losing spectacularly.
New runes were forming on his skin where they touched, each one locking his control down another notch and turning the heat up another degree.
He had approximately three seconds of dignity remaining.
"Nope. Nope, no—"
His words stopped cold as another wave of that scent rolled over him. She kept doing that.
"Oh, come on—"
If there had been a soundtrack, the record would have scratched right here. Future Kael would look back on this exact second and call it the point of no return.
"Fuck, you smell so goddamn good, baby."
