How Far I'll Go to Feel Anything

Syanna sputtered and nearly choked on the grape mush in her mouth when Segin gave his answer. She glanced across the short space at the purple and black brute with wide, surprised eyes and a roguish grin. She had been expecting him to say one, maybe two if he was bold, but all three?! He giggled, then qualified his answer with him being very sexually active. Once more, Syanna looked over the brute that was just about her size with a surprised look and a little bit of skepticism. Surely there was no way he was as sexually promiscuous as he made himself out to be... right? She knew brutes were all balls of horny energy waiting to burst at any slight attention someone might give them, but Segin sounded like a nuclear power plant of pent up sexual energy!

Knowing now what she knew about Segin, it shouldn't have been very surprising when his dare for her was to kiss him. She blinked her eyes a couple of times, stunned green meeting excited silver while he grinned at her and wagged his tail like an eager puppy ready to play. He was so adorable and so full of life and energy, it was infectious. Her pulse began to quicken in her veins, sensations she'd quelled and locked deep away starting to work their way to the surface. He had no idea what he was messing with when it came to her, but that was part of the fun of the game, wasn't it? He'd dared her to kiss him, and unfortunately (or fortunately) for Segin, Syanna didn't do things halfway. She was either all in or all out, and she wasn't about to lose this game on such a simple challenge, especially not when she knew the level of experience he was playing with.

Meeting his eyes again, Syanna gave him a fiery look and a determined smirk while she shifted to get back to her paws. The closed the distance between them with slow, graceful strides, stalking towards him like staring at him like a predator going in for the kill. Once she was almost entirely up on him, Syanna lay down next to him and gently cupped his face in her paws, both holding him still and guiding his muzzle to hers. Syanna's lips met Segin's with heated purpose, kissing him slow, hard, languid, like one would a lover they hadn't seen in ages. Her mouth crushed to his, moving in time with their kissing. Soft tongue danced against his lips, tasting him and the faint flavor of grapes on his palate. Digits flexed gently over his cheeks, holding him to her until her lungs demanded air. She broke the kiss then with a quiet gasp for breath, her eyes which had fluttered closed before their kiss began slowly flickering open half-lidded to seek out his gaze again.

"Truth or dare, playboy...?" she whispered against his lips, a sly grin finding its way across her face while she enjoyed the emotional gamut running through his expression.

"Syanna Alluráin"