Lets just say Aramat was hiding a lot of pent up lust for her Incubus all that time. The foreplay was gentle and nice but when it came down to the main event she allowed Xanxus to be rough as he wanted, to nearly use her body to it's limits and leave marks of where he's been.

Someone can easily get addicted to this.

Granted she finds she likes the aftermath too, Aramat likes his voice after sex. Smooth and calm with that hint of roughness. She shivers a bit at that touch.

"Sure."

She hands him a cigarette, a plain one because that's what's she craves after sex most of the time. "Do you need a light?"