Something in the air

[Lovely]

July 31, 2009
10:30pm

Ten o'clock had come and gone and Kain was nowhere to be seen. Detained no doubt on his own meanderings though he watched shadows in every corner for his brother, his own senses tuned to his presence but feeling no trace and finding no trace of the fourth gin he'd sucked down, leaving that glass as dry as the others. Dry was not a fit state to be in in such a hot and steaming desert of fine bodies that coursed to the contraband sounds, making the room itself seem to sway. How could he not reach out to find one willing to slake his current thirst? Gregor watched the skirts and the low belted sheaths that barely covered what moved and tilted in this bubbling hell pit, the grin growing with thoughts of which item on this menu met his tastes the best for the evening. The gin had made his thoughts loud and persistent with the rhythm of the music and the scents of the steam and perfume mixed with his own particular cocktail, an ether of his devise - a wish, a whisper and glance carried the tinctured air through the room to find the perfect match for the night. He took a seat alone to wait.

Special earplugs kept the loud music from harming her sharp ears but let the sound flow in a way she could enjoy, the beat thumping through her as her lithe body moved. The green of her eyes seemed to glow, but was lost in the dazzle of the lights reflecting off the mirrored ball. She closed her eyes, sliding against her current dance partner, her back against his chest as they swayed. Rohana took in a deep breath of the heavy air, pulling the scents of lust from the mass that had gathered to find an outlet for their bottled passions. Something in this breath made her open her eyes.. something she could taste and it made her mouth water. She pushed her partner away from her, this wasn't his scent, it was something much better. She started to walk away, her body perking up like... she did when she was in heat, only she knew she wasn't.. how very odd and altoghether delightful. She weaved her way through the crowd, sliding through it like a knife through warm butter. Roh knew she should head for the door, but mmmm this felt so nice. Her eyes took in a dark haired man at a table, another deep breath and she nearly growled. Before she could stop herself she was sliding into his lap, smiling in a playful way. "Dangerous toy to play with.. tsk tsk.." She whispered over his ear as she came down solidly into his lap and her mouth sought his for a taste of the scent that tickled her so.

He met the kiss with a pleased smile and looked her over as he took a breath of her own perfume. "Yes I am," he whispered back, returning the brazen favor, undaunted and unashamed as the tincture of pheromones thickened around them, seeking her senses. "Care to find out just how dangerous a toy?"

Her lips curved and she brought her gaze to meet his, something playful and dangerous in her grin. "Please tell me you have a place near here.. unless your offering to play right here?" The tip of her tongue traced her lips as her finger played over his.

"I'm offering, but then again, I don't like to give a free show. Allow me to please you by saying yes... it's not far at all." He wound his lips lightly over the fingertip as his essence wrapped around her.

"mmm.." She sighed and closed her eyes, breathing in his scent deeply again. "Very.. very.. yummy.. better to go somewhere that we wont be interupted for .. a long while."

"As long as you can handle... me," he tempted further with a sharper gaze and insistence that he fiercely agreed with uninterrupted enjoyment of this creature that found him from the crowd. "No interruptions... let's go."

The quirk of her eyebrow showed how amusing and interesting she found his words. She leaned in as if to kiss him again. "Try me." She murmured and slid out of his lap, uncurling and letting her slender legs swish by his shoulder as she started for the exit without waiting for him to rise and go with her. She truly hoped he would keep up, what was in his scent alone was delicious.

"I intend to...," he muttered, though he wondered if her ears were as sharp as he suspected if her nose told her so much about him already and he was barely trying. Gregor was only a step behind her, as lithe and quick to traverse the crowd and dodge the grappling hooks of the girls that caught the lingering serenade of his pheromone kiss in the air as he passed. No time to dally with little pleasures.. not when he could have this one that led him to the door.

Just outside the door, she was able to breathe in the stale polluted city air and she chuckled, turning to see him coming out behind her. Her smile was pleased and she reached to lace her fingers with his, moving closer to him again and also letting him lead the way, now.

He whispered coarsely at her ear. "Follow me." Holding onto her hand, his other pointed down the street where he intended to take her to avoid the sector check point. "Dangerous toys don't like being direct." He tugged off toward what looked like a dead end but had been carefully rigged to allow passage with some careful foot work over girders and juts of crumbled wall.

[Lovely]

She chuckled softly, letting her eyes roll hungrily over him. Some of us do, she thought, licking her lips. "At least I have a nice view.." She teased, keeping her hand curled with his and following along behind him, watching where he stepped.

Like his brother, his own clothes were dark, but held the subtle sheen of leather or something like leather which held tightly to him as he moved easily and quickly. Once he was over the fencing and around the ledge and dropped to the lower level again, he turned to reach for her. He was close to running with eagerness, but waited for her to join him. "Not much longer," he chuckled out with a faintly lost breath.

She was agile and flexible and following him was not a problem, even in heels and the short skirt. As her reached up, she dropped allowing his hands to slide up her firm legs as she lowered, her hands on his shoulders. "Thanks." She whispered over his lips, smiling a bit, this was fun and he was... not something she wanted to waste. His voice, his scent, his build.. all so appetizing, where had they made him? she wondered.

"Already thanking me and we haven't started yet," he cooed quietly, his scent on its own making waves and circles around the two of them in this darkened alley. His hands didn't want to stop caressing what she'd allowed him to touch so far, but putting on a show for the policers was definitely not on his agenda.He pulled away, tugging her behind, though not leading so far ahead now. "Just up there. Fourth floor, then a climb through the gut up to the sixth. All the comforts of home and no one comes up that's not invited."

"Did you invite anyone else?" She asked softly as she curled against his shoulder, tipping her head slightly and looking up at him, much like a kitten might curl into the arms of it's owner when it wanted to be pet. ".. how do you know what I find comfortable?" She teased a little.

"You found me, didn't you?" He teased back and curled around her waist, rubbing her back lightly. "I have a good idea already. I think you ... like being where you can see down over your domain."

Her lips twitched and she tried not to show him the delight his words brought, but her green eyes sparkled up at him. "You weren't hard to find.. I followed my nose. I could smell you across the room, on the dance floor."

"You're the only one invited to share my view." His smile was crooked and amused, wondering what else she could sense without him even trying. The building looked outwardly inhospitable and the inhabitants of the lower floor seemed content to lounge in doorways that appeared to have been locked for an eternity. The stairwell spit them out onto the fourth floor and more catacombs of doorways though no more vagrants and no sounds whatsoever except their breath. The air moved from somewhere though the doors were closed in the hall. He stopped several feet from the last door and pointed up to the gaping hole in the ceiling. "After you?" He would hoist her up and follow behind, being used to his doorway.

She looked up, a gaping hole into darkness of which she had no idea what might be on the other side. Her lips turned down in a pout and her eyes narrowed as she gazed up into the darkness, her pupils dialating. She let out a soft growl and sprang up into the opening, climbing up without his help, but going ahead with caution.

His turn to enjoy the view... and he did, his eyes languishing over the spectacle of this creature as she rose up into the darkness overhead. Using his usual hand and footholds on the fixtures, he wasn't far behind, climbing through with a little more difficulty than she'd had. The area was a mirror of the floor below but the stairs had been lost to collapse and that end of the hall barred off from passage. The elevator that once existed had likewise been bricked over, leaving only the unrelenting doors, those that were still intact, and another gape above them offset from the first for an easy leap of faith, though this one held a rope tied off to the side. "Up again, then... " She was undaunted by the means of their retreat into the privacy he promised and he was growing more and more interested in what else she would soon reveal to him. "Days... no rush," he chuckled.

[Lovely]

"What's the rope for?" She asked, glancing down at him as she made the leap with ease and started up again, balancing with her feet spread and arms out against the sides of the 'tunnels' they went up in, reminding her of broken playground equipment on a larger scale.

He laughed a little and pulled the rope, releasing what was once an attic ladder he'd fit into the space to ease the second round up. She'd managed to sprawl around it completely and he stepped up to join her, leaning on a rung. "I like to conserve my energies for more important things."

"Are you that short on energy?" She asked with a slight shrug as she reached a hand to the ladder and started up, leaving him with a face full of her rear as she 'sprinted' up.

"Not at all short on anything. I just like to spend wisely," he said, getting to the flat which appeared to be all of the sixth floor to themselves. The walls mirrored those below again, but the doors were removed making it more like a loft. Sections of glass that had been broken were creatively replaced with stylistically painted wood. Archways were carved to make some doors wider and the electricity worked, small lights perking up corners and shelves with a cool, gentle glow not meant to read or do anything by other than find one's way around. The glass panes had once lined floor to ceiling with an enormous panoramic view of the city though waist high the panes were now blacked or wooded and the furnishing would indicate why. This whole of living space was meant for spending days comfortably as he intended now, everything within reach and waiting.

She looked around at what could be seen in the dimly lit space and she chuckled softly. It seemed apparent that this little hideaway was just that and he spent his time bringing girls home, well with a gift like his.. she couldn't exactly blame him for using it for his amusement. She didn't indulge often and it had been some months since she'd broken up with her boyfriend of a few years. Giving in now and so easily to the scent of him, wasn't really a bad thing just a step outside her usual mundane world. "Nice.. it does look comfy." She commented softly, turning to show him a small smile and reaching for his hand. "Show me around?" She teased again, her green eyes sparkling even in the low lights.

"Yes you do look comfy," he agreed quietly, suspecting now she could hear him well. The space carried his scent throughout, designed to entice and continue on doing so even when he was too drained to bother. He led her to a soft starting point of a lavish sofa. "Perfect for any demanding lady to lounge as the queen she is. This.. is my home... and yours for as long as we..." He stopped speaking, smiling instead as his gaze trailed over her and he followed closer.

[Lovely]

She smiled again, chuckling softly as she relaxed back on the couch, letting her slender, barely covered legs stretch out as she watched him come closer. "mmm I bet you say that to all the girls." Her finger curled to stroke over his cheek, teasing and challenging though not seeming to be bothered by his lair of seduction which he'd no doubt used countless times.

"No, only the ones who deserve it. Just a moment. Can't bear the thought of anyone falling in the middle of the night." He didn't want to leave her side but gave her enough essence to hold onto for the moment he stepped back to pull the ladder up and cover the gap with a chair on a heavy wooden slab. Each of the corners held a pin of rebar he slid into place to lock the chair from sliding away. It would also keep anyone from joining them he hadn't invited. Together with the pieces around them, the chair completed an arena of cushion and pampering from nearly every angle. He shut off the lights and joined her on the sofa, sure her eyes could adjust to the darkness if she needed to see.

"But don't they all deserve it if you've brought them here?" She countered softly, watching him as he moved away and put the chair in place, noting how and what he did in case she had to make a speedy and unexpected exit. He seemed to not mind that she was aware of his gift and the effect it had on her, so why not be honest.. open at least about that. Her lips kept twitching into a small smile. "I feel.. mm nearly giddy.. almost like I'm a bit drunk.. pleasantly though. Do you really have to think about it or do you just.. do it naturally?" She waved around him as if his scent was something you could see in the air. As he came to join her on the couch, her leg curled up a bit and she reached to pull him in close.

"Yes... and yes. Does it matter that I think about it all the time?" He smiled curling around her and beginning again what they'd started in the club though here it was much quieter even with the hum of city below. "Best part is... no hangover. I intend to make you feel... exceptional... when you wake up."

"What if I don't want to wake up? What if I don't want to go to sleep? What if I like right here, right now and this is where I want to stay?" She asked quietly, leaning to kiss his neck softly, her arms wrapping around him, her sharp nails sliding gently over his back.

"Then I'll make you feel exceptional now," he said, his back arching to the scratches, bringing him tighter against her.

"Mmm sounds wonderful." She murmured, nibbling along to his collar with a curious exploring mouth.

"Mm.. yes you are," he whispered, already enjoying what she offered. He moved enough to start down the buttons of his shirt so she could continue as she wished.

He'd feel her smile curl against his skin and she giggled softly. "Mmm yummy.." She followed the compliment with a lap of her tongue. As he undid his buttons, she followed along with kisses, nibbles and licks over the flesh he slowly exposed to her.

[Lovely]

August 2, 2009
late afternoon


The combination of their gifts had kept them tangled up in each other for several hours at a time, and they'd continued until after the sun had come up this morning. Finally she was exhausted enough to fall into a deep sleep, not waking to play again after dozing for a few minutes as she had every other time they'd paused in the day and a half they'd romped for. The sleep was much needed and Roh made no excuses for it but simply curled up and went to sleep on Gregor's pillows. As she got closer to waking, she began to uncurl and stretch, looking for something warm to cuddle with. Her blonde hair flowing out behind her as she tangled into the covers, reaching with her arm to find where Gregor was.