you know that i'd make her say [iryn]

Aryn was finally ready to accept what was going to happen, every inch of her body screamed it's desire for the young handsome male. Her breath caught in her throat as he began to move, and then a loud sound from beside them drew her prince charming away. She frowned hard, blinking away the fogginess and flopping her head to the side to study who exactly had interrupted her.

If with a dizzy and drunken mind she could not quite distinguish his characteristic golds, the way Eligos spoke was enough to make her realize very quickly who it was standing before them. She swallowed, suddenly shamefully aware of the position she was in beneath the dark male. Aryn was not one of those girls, and now she appeared as one to the excrutiating polite gentleman who had offered her his protection and company on this night. "Oh, Eli." She tried to keep the shock from her expression, so instead it leaked into her voice. "This- uh, this is Iroh. Iroh, Eli." Her nose gestured weakly towards the alpha as she said his name, and her paw patted Iroh's shoulder gently as she introduced his. Well this was awkward.

Then it occured to her what exactly Eli had said, and her head turned back swiftly towards the younger male. Unkind wolves? Was Eli hinting towards something? Iroh released her and Aryn squeezed out of his arms, manuevering her stumbling paws until they brought her closer to the golden-marked man.

Without the barriers of sobriety, Aryn stretched up high to whisper not-so-quietly into his ear. "He wasn't hurting me, I kind of liked it." Why she'd said it, Aryn had no idea. Perhaps to protect the maybe violent and dangerous offender who made such a good pot of tea. Whether or not she'd accept his promise to have her once more she wasn't sure - Eli hadn't given her reason to not trust him, and if he'd interrupted their tender moment out of worry for her then surely Iroh was someone to worry about, right?