The Egotist
Well, this was turning out to be a little more than he had bargained for in coming to this tavern... He'd arrived in search of an old friend, and found a new one, and she was very friendly indeed. He was dealing with a set of conflicting impulses; The sensible side of him, worrying that he might be taking advantage of this inexperienced woman, and his more primal emotions which drove him forward. He wasn't terribly "experienced" himself, so his reactions were natural and unpracticed.
She responded to his testing kiss with a deep one of her own, which he gladly returned, feeling the softness of her body pressed up against him, drinking in her scent and her beauty. His hands roved ever so slightly, simply exploring her curves.
A primal rumble rose from her throat to encourage him, each each his hands roamed goosebumbped under the touch and made her shiver and gasp. Her hands slid down his hands, her nails lightly scraping against the material of his shirt, their sharpness cutting the material. "Dainyl!!"
She was completely unexpierenced in this area, but everything now took over. She was blushing furiously, her eyes and lips glowing a soft blue as she leaned down using them to explore his neck with nips and bites.
(( Sorry is late. I had a nap attack ))