"Rhea, what's wrong with you?" Draven asked, his voice laced with a mix of anger and concern as she pulled him closer. However, Rhea's inhibitions had shattered by the aphrodisiac, she moved towards him with an almost feral hunger. And without warning, she pressed her lips against his.
She pressed herself against him, her lips seeking his, unwilling to let go of the intoxicating desire that had taken hold of her. She didn't know what was wrong with her, but her body was moving on it's own. Nonetheless, Draven realized what was wrong and tried to push her away, but also felt the overwhelming heat suddenly consume his entire body as well.