It's been a while, he would have to admit. Too much time spent working. Too many days chasing bizarre natural phenomena and too many nights researching and experimenting. Fortunately the age-old dance of seduction in any form is not one easily forgotten.

"It is," he murmurs, his arms slipping around her, strong but gentle. "Especially next to spun gold...." Heat pours off of him, and it's clear he's more than interested--all the cues are there, from subtle things like large pupils and slightly flushed skin, to the patently obvious. No matter how sophisticated and intelligent, men are still such simple creatures at times.

He leans in to kiss her. Very forward, indeed!