He shouldn't be doing this. Was the thought that crossed his mind for a brief moment as Shara all but crawled into his lap and sat there waiting for him to do something. Gods but she was far, far too trusting when she was drunk.

He'd have to remember that for future reference if they ended up drinking together again.

He rested his hands lightly on her hips and leaned his head down a little bit and ghosted his lips across the curve of her cheek. Gauging her reaction as she tipped her head back a little bit more and allowed him better access to her lips.

He intended to go slow. To give her a nice, gentle, proper kiss. But for some reason that he didn't really know how to explain, the second his lips made contact with hers he found himself giving into the same desire that he had felt earlier that day when she had been touching him.

His mind went blank and instinct took over and all he could think of was how badly he wanted to crawl inside of her.

The feeling was so much more intense than the feelings he had held for Carbine.

Maybe it was the fact that he hadn't so much as looked at another woman in over five years. Or maybe it was because he finally realized that he wanted to settle down with a nice girl. Or maybe it was none of those things and everything he was doing was simply because he had finally drank too much.

He didn't know. All he knew was that she was vulnerable at the moment, and he liked her. He liked her fire, her warmth, her stubbornness, her temper. And her mouth was so soft...

He licked along her bottom lip as he lifted one hand and wrapped his fingers around her throat, using his thumb to stroke the soft skin over her jugular. She jerked a little bit and parted her lips allowing him to slip his tongue inside of her mouth so that he could steal her breath.

He could feel her heart beating faster, the soft frantic thudding of her heart beat under his fingers firing his blood as he toppled them both over onto the seat and partially covered her body with his own.

She brought her hands up and put them against his chest and for a moment he pulled back a little bit, thinking that she wanted him to stop. But then she did the most amazing thing, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him back down muttering against his lips about liking the way he kissed. He made a soft growling sound and attacked her mouth, giving her a searing kiss that left her shaken and flushed and...

He jerked back a little bit, his scarlet eyes wide, his expression shocked. He could smell her.

He could smell the honey like scent of her arousal. His heart stuttered in his chest and he stared down at her for a second, not really knowing what he should do now. Should he keep going and see how far she would let him push her? Or should he stop and leave her alone?

"Shara...I can smell you." He said as he gently caressed her cheek with one of his hands. She made a small almost inaudible sound in the back of her throat and leaned her cheek into his touch as much as she could before he slipped his hand into her hair. His words didn't really seem to pierce the fog in her mind until he started to move back to let her up.

"Don't stop." Shara begged as she came up a little bit and grabbed his shoulders and tried to pull him back down. Throttle shook his head slowly and reached up to grasp her wrists and yelped when she pulled him off balance and back down on top of her and wrapped her legs around his waist.

"Jesus!" What the hell was she doing? She was drunk and vulnerable and aroused- And if this kept up he was going to take advantage of her despite the fact that he knew he shouldn't.

"Shara, you need to let me up."

"I don't want too."

"You should do it anyways."

"Why? You haven't shown me what chemistry does to a person yet."

Throttle opened his mouth to tell her that that was the biggest load of crap he'd ever heard. He had too shown her!

He'd nearly kissed her until his lungs had almost stopped working! And a person didn't do shit like that unless there was chemistry behind the action. "I have too." He finally said as he glared at her for a second. She gave him an amused look and shook her head.

"Nuh-uh. All you did was show me how to kiss someone well. I can do that at any time. I want to know what true chemistry does to a person. You said that you'd show me." He gaped at her as soon as he realized what she was hinting at.

She wanted him to sleep with her! He wasn't sure if he wanted to laugh or cry at this point. Here he was trying to be a total gentlman, and keep his hands and other body parts to himself, and she was expecting him to... Oh dear god.

He made a strangled sound and buried his face against her shoulder and inhaled her scent. He could still smell her. He curled his fingers against the leather seat and fought for control. He wanted to do the right thing here.

He wanted to take his time and get to know her. But then again, this could be used to form a deeper bond with her. And he did need to take her into protective custody.

And what better way to do that than make her his girl?

He sighed and decided to give in. There was nothing wrong with this. Not as long as she wanted it. But he would have to go slow and make sure that he stopped if she changed her mind. "Alright. I'll show you what you want. But on two conditions-"

"Conditions?" She had such an adorably puzzled look on her face.

"Yes. Conditions. 1) You have to be sober enough to really want this. And 2) You have to agree to be my girl. Do you understand and agree to both?"

"Yes." She said without hesitation and he gave her a quick kiss on the lips and then moved back a little bit and pulled her up so that he could get her over to the bed.