Beyond the game

[Lovely]

October 10, 2008
10pm
Tripp's House


"What... Me? You want me?"

"Mmm who doesn't want you?"

*shrugs*... "Only one who matters, lovely... "

"Oh? who would that be?"

"Me ."He chuckles. "... kidding, darkest.. "

"Whatever.."

"Oh please... you're so moody... come here.. "

"No." She pouted a little.

His tone lowered and the word that meant more than any other rolled from his lips, "Please..."

Her eyebrow raised, a hint of grin coming to her lips, that curled into her trademark smirk. She didn't move, though, remained leaning gainst the wall. Testing and learning more.

His head tilted, acknowledging the stubborness he was learning to adore. Lightly, almost unnoticed, thought and desire reached out invisible tendrils to her mind much like her own ability, but without the distracting commands. Like tethers, however, once he wrapped around her will and the admired stubborness, his grip tightened, giving a pleasurable tug as he asked again, "Please...?"

She felt it and her eyes closed for a moment, the smirk shifting back to a grin. She chuckled, feeling him tugging as her eyes reopened and her smirk returned. Using his own tendrils as a direct 'chanel' she sent him a tug of her own. She commanded him to come to her, even as she pushed herself from the wall and took a single step. She paused, looking at him with eyes that normally pulled people in and let them be lost to the void,, but for him they gleamed and were filled with fire and life.

He chuckled more quietly, darkly, feeling the guidance reach his feet and draw him closer to her. It pulled him along the connection like he was climbing upwards precariously over a deathly drop below, causing him to even glance down to be sure of his footing on the floor between them as the gap closed and found him craning his head down to gaze in her own dark eyes and fire with the smoke in his own. The grin was chilling to most, but inviting for her next trick for him to play puppet to her whims. "Always a pleasure, mistress," he cooed teasingly, leaning his hands to the wall behind her on either side 'caging' her in before him.

The fingers of her right hand, walked up his chest and played softly with his lower lip as her gaze held to his. "Always a pleasure... even when I don't give you what you want?" Her lips were pouty, as they followed her fingers up to tug at his lips. "Even when I don't do what you ask? I'm not one of your many toys, who will cower and fear and obey.." She murmured.

"More so," he nodded. "Because you don't... toys that don't break, yeah? Rather not toys... mates, lovely... two of a kind at times... "

"Is that your way of telling me, you kinda like me?" She chuckled, winking at him. "two of a kind.." She mused soflty, running the tip of her tongue over his lower lip then nibbling it gently. "I had come to think such a thing was an impossibility.."

"Not 'kinda'... not at all," he mused, letting her interpret what he meant as one hand moved from the wall of his own volition, slowly scooping beneath her hair. At first he held her softly to his kiss, then let the nibbles grow more angrily passionate.

[Lovely]

She let his meaning roll around in her thoughts for a few moments while he kissed her. She decided she did not like his answer and wanting something more.. something more direct from him. Her hand pressed against his chest, with a flat palm, forcing him away from her. "I have somewhere to be."

When necessary, his hands were quick to guide and twist as they did now, taking her hand in his in a fluid movement and pushing her back to the wall, her hand over her head. "You're already there, darkest...," he whispered coldly, staring intensely, nearly through her.

"You don't own me.. don't tell me I can't go with other boys.." She sang softly, her grin malicious as she commanded that he let go of her.

The war of wills began, himself drawing silently off of hers as he held her, pulling her strengths as his own. "Never eluded to owning, lovely... more like sharing something no one else can, yeah?" He tugged softly as she commanded though his hand physically dropped away.

His hand dropped, but he tugged on her, neither of them moved away from the other. She looked up at him and felt the effect of his pull on her, though she was not easy to sway or control. Her eyes stayed with his, searching for the something that had always eluded her. Something she was convinced, she'd never find.

Garnering a moment of strength beyond her command, he leaned to kiss her gently before sliding away, backing slowly, fighting the urge she told him to have. He was resistant and strong against her, but not completely, wanting to be taken and taken over. However, if she truly wanted him to leave her be, he'd allow her to go... but only so far before he'd insist otherwise with more than mental prowess fighting on his behalf. He'd restrained a little, not wanting to smother as she'd warned against it. His steps were slow and even as he turned and headed off at her bidding.

She responded softly to his kiss, her lips gentle on his. She nearly pulled him back to her as he stepped away, but made her hands drop to her sides. Her head tilted to the side as she watched him walk away, the frown etching onto her lips. She was confused about herself, about him.. about her perspective... he'd set her world off kilter. She wasn't even sure if she was thankful he'd done so or if she should thrash him good for it. Jaime sighed, her eyes closing for the moment as she tried to work through her thoughts. She pushed herself off the wall and without a word slipped her keys from her pocket and started for the door.

Something let go as she turned away. She'd stopped fighting and his grasp freed her momentarily. He turned over his shoulder to see her step toward the door and all games slid aside for the brief moment, his mask falling away, eyes still full of hazy embers. "Jaime...," he spoke softly, gently. "It's gone beyond the game, yeah?"

She paused with her hand on the door knob, her fingers tapping lightly on the cool metal. She chewed her lip, slowly turning herself to look at him. Her hand dropped to her side and her fingers played with her keys in the other. Her eyes went to the floor, as she considered his statement and her answer. With a sigh her tongue ran over her lips and her gaze lifted to his. Jaime slowly nodded. "It has, hasn't it?" She said softly, searching again for what always eluded her and again finding more of it in the hints from his eyes than she ever had with any one else. Her eyes were clear and bright, yet still deep and dark. She slowly walked towards him, without being tugged or cajoled. Simply her walking to stand before him, as she was. Her hand rose to brush his cheek and her hand slipped to the back of his neck, pulling him without additional powers, to her lips. A pure and true kiss, absent of games.

[Lovely]

His hand rose in mirror of her hold on his neck, his warm fingers cradling her naturally as she breathed life into him. His normally disconnected gaze focused on her in front of him, piercingly, but warm in its intensity before he fluttered his eyes closed to savor the raw and sharply sweet taste of her kiss, being slowly intoxicated by it.

Her fingers curled in his hair, holding him firmly, but not forcefully. She sighed softly against his lips, kissing him more deeply. The keys dropped from her fingers, clattering on the floor as she reached up with her other hand to tangle further around him. Any desire she had to be elsewhere, fled from her, unassisted by powers and forced will.

It had progressed a great deal beyond the game, but words were not said to confirm it, only the action and emotions she read from him directly, left open to interpretation. He was still cold and harsh with his ill intentions and a merciless grip, but in her fingers, something molded that roughness into a uniquely passionate and driven being that sought to experience every inch of her and every ounce of her being.

A gentle sigh wrapped his exploring intrusions, feeling a different freedom, away from the pretense of his gifts... a willing partner... an eager student wishing to learn more.

The world faded away, all the pressures and demands that were made upon her daily, to be this or do this and have this image and be seen with and go here... all of it gone. It was just the two of them, he gave her a feeling which none of her games had come close to providing. Her mouth explored his thoroughly and her tongue played and danced with his. Things that mattered ten minutes before, that had been weighing on her mind suddenly did not matter. All that was important, was these moments and this man she was sharing them with. The realization of such intense emotional connection, caused her to tremble slightly. Other than that small slip, she did not 'openly' reveal her discovery.

His gifts abandoned the game and sought new purpose to reach and hold, caress lovingly beyond the grip of his fingers, tracing over the neural net to bring her vibrantly to life. He smiled softly as he glided over and through her, feeling the surge through his fingertips on her neck as his lips held hers. He whispered over her lips, repeating himself with utmost sincerity, "Always a pleasure..."

"mmmm.." She nibbled his lips softly, her hand slid under his shirt and pressed to his lower back. Her fingers, not quite digging in as her hand ran over his smooth skin. Her other hand still curled in his hair as she let herself get a bit lost in his affection.

Beneath her touch, he was slender and taught, a coiled cobra and just as deadly as she swayed him in her grasp. His hand slid down her back to dip her further backward, easing her toward the floor to be stopped by the chair behind her, propped neatly at a level he could work with as he leaned on the arm of it around her, arching against her fingertips to allow her to dig and claw.

Her fingers pressed into his flesh as he arched against them, showing her what he wanted. She happily obliged him by letting her sharp nails cut into him, just a bit to tease. She chuckled softly, slowly, trailing over him in feather light swirls which left tiny red lines behind.