Feeling something new grow within him as well as a building lust rush as his ears picked up the running of her blood, he turned away his face as he gently licked his lips at the thoughts of just getting a taste of the exotic pump the blood would feel like in his mouth as it traveled down his throat.
Rapidly noticing how down his thoughts were going bad, he gently craned his head as he ran his hand through his hair. Turning his head towards her, deciding to use talking and ranting to suppress whatever was rising within him.
"So, what had you been in such a hurry? You're going back home now, shouldn't you be taking it easy?" He started while seeming to talk to the hair as she remained silent as if invisible.
Leaving to his monologue, Marcus could not stop however to prevent his control over himself from slipping. But unable to get any reaction at all, he furrowed his brow while struggling to think of something else to say.
