By the time she's turned around, the pirate has already crossed the room toward her, kicking the door shut behind him as he goes. He leans forward, his lips touching hers, and suddenly he's pressing himself against her. It's not the soft, romantic type of kiss she'd pictured herself maybe sharing with Maelon. Instead it's forceful, possessive, the man pushing against her as he kisses her hard, his tongue forcing its way forward into her mouth, sliding against her own.. His hands, which had been on her lower back before, now go down to her ass, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh underneath her outfit, pulling her towards him, so she can feel something very hard indeed press against her hips.