"Strange, where's that fragrance coming from..." Lorne wrinkled his nose.
"Miss, are you all right? Do you need me to take you back..."
"Ah..."
Before he could finish, the girl tackled him to the ground. The back of his head slammed against the stone pavement, making him suck in a breath of pain.
"Miss, calm down..."
"We're still outside..."
The situation had gone beyond Lorne's expectations. Looking at the girl's flushed face, he tried to bring her back to her senses.
But she ignored him, straddling his waist.
Feeling the softness of her body, Lorne grew almost giddy.
Are all the girls at sea this uninhibited... he joked to himself.
Although reason told him something was wrong, his body heated up beyond his control.
Maybe letting this continue wouldn't be so bad... The thought popped into Lorne's head.
His consciousness began to blur.
"No, this isn't right!"
Before he could sink any deeper, Lorne suddenly regained a little clarity. A faint, barely perceptible light emerged in his pupils.
But just then, crimson moonlight pierced the clouds and spilled over them both.
Boom!
As though a bucket of ice water had been dumped over his head, Lorne's spirituality jolted awake. He raised his hands and shoved the girl away hard.
"That was close. I almost..."
"Almost lost myself in it." Lorne panted.
He quickly stood up, pulled Phantom from inside his clothes, and pointed it at her.
A Robot was supposed to have a passive ability that kept him calm, yet he had just been completely controlled by lust. This was definitely not normal.
Something had taken control of him. He had nearly drowned in desire.
"Why did I suddenly snap out of it? The moon?"
Lorne instinctively looked up at the sky.
The crimson moon looked the same as ever.