She moaned gently into the kiss and allowed the heat to sear at her insides, it was intense she was afraid it was going to swallow her whole and consume her very heart and soul. Her violet eyes appreciated the view with wonder as Dimiti pulled off his shirt; he was so well built with rippling muscles she wanted to drag her nails across. She blushed red and helped him pull the black tank top off of her, to leave her torso in a black, lacy bra which heaved with her breathing. Her skin was pale and ever so delicate to the eye, her ribs barely visible as the gave way to her flat and muscled abdomen. Her belly-button glinted a small and silver hoop; besides her ears, it was the only peircing that really had ever intrigued her. She resisted the urge to fold her arms across herself, knowing he wouldn't let her hide, no matter her level of embarassment.