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He grinned at her blush, feeling a shiver run down his back as he held her. "Olte?" He frowned, trying to translate it in his mind. "It's like..." He flashed her a rather adorable smile. "'Wow'. Surprise. Usually pleasant." Now he didn't know what to do. Let her go? Hold her tighter? For a moment, an expression of unease crossed his face. Then he leaned in closer and gently pressed his lips to her cheek.

Ovaan pulled her closer, nuzzling her cheek. He took advantage of the fact that she was not pulling away. One arm looped around her waist, the other slowly moved down and then back up her back, breifly massaging it. "Do...people get warmer when they're happy?" He asked, a bit of his strange naivety shining through.

"And blushing means that you like me." That was not a question, that was a statement. She seemed to like it when he rubbed her back. He did it again, his palms pressing a little harder against her tense muscles, relaxing them. His lips moved against hers in a quick, sweet kiss, just enough to get her dizzy. He could feel her fatigue, and he was going to take advantage of it. "So now we can go back," he murmurred, speaking suggestively with his lips still against hers. "And we can forget about this," He moved his lips against her smooth cheek, his eyes glowing a soft green as he set his spell, hypnotizing her, taking advantage of the way that she was surrendering to him. He was being tender and gentle, bribing her with sweet, seductive touches and kisses even as he convinced her to accompany him back into the heart of the forest. The warmth that had overwhelmed him a moment ago he was now turning on her. "Are you tired, Kelala?" he whispered gently, as though he were the only person in the world who understood her, his lips now brushing against her sensitive ear as he spoke. "I'll carry you..." by now he had managed to strip away so much of her defenses that he could have suggested she leap off a cliff and she likely would have down so gladly. But he didn't move, waiting for her to give in, waiting for a sign that she would be obedient for him, a good little girl. His lips gently, provacatively carressed her ear as his hands massaged her back, keeping her warm body against his, overwhelming her, or so he hoped, with his sensuous flirting.

Perhaps a more sinsiter side of the increasingly many-sided Ovaan wasn't at all surprised when she slumped against him, entirely submissive. Maybe there was some part of her mind that was hating both of them at the moment, but right now it was obvious that her body, and not her mind, was in control. And her body liked the attention he was giving her, as he knew she would. True to his words, Ovaan picked her up like a baby and began walking the opposite direction of which she'd been running.

This re-capturing had worked pretty well. His spell on her might even last for a few days. The only problem he could find was that his spell also seemed to be affecting him. He could not get his heart beat to slow, and everywhere that their skin met seemed to be on fire. It was a tempting feeling, that prompted him to want to touch even more of her. Maybe, if he held her a different way...

He shook his head, trying to clear it as he weaved gracefully through the trees. His magic never backfired on him like this.

But, maybe...it wasn't just his magic...

No, that made no sense. Of course it was his magic.

But the way she'd kissed him, before he'd used the spell on her...

Nothing. It meant nothing. If she liked him at all, she wouldn't keep trying to run away. It was just as he'd been taught; it was a physical thing. Maybe they had chemistry.

He shivered. No. They'd said it was impossible for him to have chemistry with anyone. Forget it. She was just trying to use him. She was trying to seduce him enough that he'd be blind, so she could slip away.

That was it. That was all it was. She was trying to trick him.

But, oh, it had felt so good to kiss her.

"Hold on to me." Ovaan commanded gruffly. Seconds later, they were in the air. It was a fairly short flight, considering. In fact, it was far too short. Before they'd even come near the big Tree, Ovaan back down into the ground.

And right through it.

He sped down a tunnel in the ground, hidden by the brush, still flying through a maze of walls. Finally they stopped in a small, almost cozy little cavern at the end of a tunnel. The only thing in this cavern was a nest of blankets taking up most of the floor space. He tossed her unceremoniously into it. "You won't be getting out of here." He snapped, eyes flashing a bewildering gray. He turned his back on her as though to leave without any further explanation.

"Prison?" Ovaan asked, bemused. He turned back to face her with a little smile on his face. "This is no prison. This is a santuary. You are here for your safety. I obviously can no longer trust you to remain safe in the tree, now can I? If you're going to keep trying to run away," his voice hardened from the sickly-sweet tone he'd just been using. "You're lucky I found you when I did. Ag'helai isn't afraid of light, not like it used to be." Having now tantalized her with a small sample of an explanation, he turned to leave once more, half-expecting the tense girl to jump on his back and attempt to claw his eyes out.

Eyes...

Ovaan was too surprised that his apprehension was correct that he could do nothing when she pounced him that he could do nothing but fall flat on his face. Her landing on top of him winded him. But he quickly bounced back. Using his arms, he pushed himself up onto his knees, sending Kelala tumbling off of his back, then jumped nimbly to his feet. He caught her arm and yanked her up with him, then twirled her around and shoved her back against the wall. His own back was on fire. His wings felt like they'd been pulled right out of their sockets fro her jumping on him. "You actually think that you have that decision?" He asked, his voice so deathly calm it was eerie. His eyes were oddly mis-colored and unfocused. Though his eyes changed color, they always matched. Until now. He was glaring at her without seeing her, his wings spread and antenna on end, once again making him appear much larger than she.