Firefly Ravine [M] Pulling the heads from dolls

Depp look at the opened space, lingering for a moment before reclosing the step and leaning his head forward a bit. The girl hadn't left, and he'd given her plenty of chance to before, he knew a side of her longed for them to be intertwined, even if it were just instincts the thought made him want to laugh. Truthfully, he felt somewhat sorry for the girl—well, woman—knowing it must be difficult to go against your body. Even though he continued on, taking in her scent. It was practically like heroin to the male, it took much to keep him from just tackling her down. Luckily, he did possess manners even if they were  bit rugged, considering leaping atop a female was "manners". Clearing his throat a bit, he licked his lips.

"You don't fear me, do you?" He asked, furrowing his features to of a more questionable expression.