Moon Light Walk ( Chantel )

[Talon Green]

It was late, near midnight was his best guess, but that was the best time for him to head out to do stuff when he wanted to be alone. For somebody like Talon, the idea of being in a crowd was a turn off. Nothing good ever came of being pushed up against a group of people, having them constantly brush into him, hearing their voices echoing in his ears and sending his other senses all out of whack. No, tonight was a night were he wanted to be alone with the cool breeze that wafted off the ocean and caressed his flesh. The scent of that heavenly body of water would stimulate his other senses as would the sight of the moon reflecting off of it.

It was the only place where he had been able to find true peace in his life time. Something he had shared with only one other and now she was gone, and his heart ached for her, for her touch. But those days were gone and he had learned to accept them. Not to mention, he had a feeling that she had been a dream and nothing more. What he needed was somebody real. Somebody that would set all his senses on fire and keep them that way. Somebody that would give him peace.

Dressed in a pair of tan cargo shorts and a white button up dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up, he made his way down the sandy shore until he found a spot to sit. Burrying his toes in the sand as he pulled his knees up to his chest, he looked out over the ocean with emerald green eyes and sighed to himself. Most guys were out, chasing tail and trying to get something from every hot number they met, and though Talon loved the act of sex himself, he honestly could not stand when the girl gave him bad feelings or colors to look at. It was much easier to be alone.

As his hand came up to rub across the back of his skull, he would let his eyes fall closed, just enjoying the breeze and the feel of the air upon his tanned skin. Not a soul in sight, or at least none that he had seen. Not that he had been paying that much attention. His main goal being the ocean and the relief it offered.

[chantel]

Her eyes caught sight of a boy on the beach. She looked over to Cheri and gave her a shy smile. "I brought you here tonight to tell you something. Because you're my friend I found you needed to know this... but Rick thinks Amy is hot... I don't know you haven't heard it from me, kay? It is because I heard from someone so don't dwell on my words that may be wrong."

Well she was going to be more deceitful, but she felt rushed into ruining this girl's life, because she wanted to work on the boy who was found alone. "Omg... I knew he looked at her differently! Omg!" she started crying and hugged Chantel. Rolling her eyes secretively she returned the embrace. Then the girl parted from Chantel. "Kay..I'm sorry I'm going to have to ditch her here..but I really need to end things off with Rick..and call friends off with Amy."

"Aw..Ok.. Well I hope you look up to the bright side..and don't worry I will be their for you in the end." the girl smiled at Chantel's "Comforting" words before setting off to break up with her innocent boyfriend and fight with an innocent friend. Now as she was walking towards the boy she sent Amy a text. "Cheri is mad @ U... she said several people including myself told her U were hitting on her B.F. But U know Cheri... blows things out of proportion."

Chantel smiled and set her towel down along with her phone before taking off her bikini wrap in front of the boy, hoping he would have noticed. Then she would walk to the water and slowly let her body sink into the warm ocean. She made sure the way she moved was graceful and eye catching. She needed an impression set for this young man and she wanted him to pursue her.

[Talon Green]

His line of sight was invaded, though it was quickly apparent that the invasion was more than welcome. Before him now stood a beautiful girl, wearing simply a bikini, with blond hair and the figure most women would die for. Usually most men would be falling all over themselves to get to her, especially given the secluded section of the beach the two now found themselves trapped within. Had she noticed him? Surely she had as she seemed to make her moves toward the ocean.

It was then that he noticed the pleasant scent of jasmine in the air. He knew it was not her, but only an affect she had upon his condition. Yet he could not help but take note that it was one of his favorite scents in the world.

As she dipped within the water, her body hidden from his sight, the scent began to fade. Now, it was a matter of curiosity that struck him. How would this little female stimulate his other senses? It was a rare thing to find one that ever cause a good smell to him, or for that matter a good anything, there was always something off somewhere. But he had to try. It was in his nature.

So, with a little push of his hand against the sandy shore he stood up and moved closer to the edge of the water, not so close as to have it touch him, not wanting anything to dilute the sensations this one might give off.

"G'day beautiful, or perhaps G'night is more the case?

A soft chuckle as she started to move slowly, his feet keeping him directly before her with each little stroke she took. That Australian accent there, despite hit having not lived in that country for years.

"I must ask your name however. For it occurs to me that as I was growing up, when I asked about mermaids I was told that they were fictional beauties made to distract the minds of sailors from the horrors the sea had to offer. Yet here I stand, faced with the most beautiful of them swimming about before me. I must have a name, if you would grant me such an honor. So that when I return home with tales of the sea I can give credit to such a splendid creation."

He then put on that handsome smile that most girls fell for every time. His mind alert and waiting for a sound, a whisper, anything form her so that he might delight in how she made him feel. It was a long shot but hey, cant shoot a man for trying. Right?

[chantel]

And just as she expected her came after her. She smiled over at his greeting, yet had said nothing to tease him. She stood out of the water letting beads of water trail down her soft curves. Then he had gone and asked for her name in such a peculiar way. His accent gave away his origin and might explain why he wasn't the average American perve. Once he was finished with his speech she would let out a breathy laugh.

"I heard some pretty wild pick up lines... but that one seems rather..Genuine. My name is Chantel." her French accent rained with the scent of a flirtatious tone. She wasn't making fun of him... she was just acknowledging his efforts.

"Can I assume a sailor such as yourself would like to share their name with someone like me?" she held out her hand to give a friendly shake. Her hand was set before him in a delicate manner as she waited for him to return the American custom. Her smile was inviting. If she had him now she was sure she would have him along the road. She dangled the string before him... now all she had to do was tug when he reached to grasp it.

[Talon Green]

He grinned as she spoke, feeling a chill run down his spine as a feel came over him of a delicate touch upon his flesh. It was enough to cause him to close his eyes for a moment to savor the feeling. But then the sounds of the water shifting drew him back to the beauty he had found before him. Eyes watching those beads of water as they trailed down her delicate form and returned to the ocean around her. Her laugh, it was amazing the feeling he got when she let forth that delicate sound upon the breeze, fingertips trailing up his spine was the best he could think of to even come close to what he felt. And even then he was sure it would never do it justice.

Just like that, she moved toward him, the scent once more strong in the air and her hand extended. He hesitated for a moment. Unsure what to do. He had never met a girl who made his other senses behave in such a way and he worried that if he touched her it would ruin it all. But he had come this far and he was not a quiter. So, with a smug grin still on his face he met her hand with his own, only to have the taste of strawberries and vanilla fill his mouth.

Was he dreaming? He thought not. But he could never be certain. For no girl had ever done this to him. But best to not leave her hanging.

"The names Talon. It is a pleasure to meet you Chantel."

With his hand gripping her ever so slightly, her bent just a tad at the waist and pressed his lips to the top of her hand. Why you might ask? Well two reasons. One he was being charming as always, and two he just had to see what the taste of her did to him. Sure enough, the second the taste of her flesh, combined with that of the ocean touched his tongue the air around him was filled with beautiful colors and shapes.

A catch indeed if he could ever count himself so lucky.

"As for my efforts. Can you blame me? You must know how beautiful you are to those who look upon you. Only I find you more beautiful than they every could."

His words, though struck to be charming held a truthfulness to them in the way he spoke, as though he saw something in the girl before him that no other ever could. Which he did. For how many other men would be abel to look at her and catch the scent her beauty brought to the air?

Pulling back, his fingers lingerered upon her hand for a moment before he replaced it behind his back with the other, both of them lacing together as he stood there facing her now.

[chantel]

She smiled at his compliment. He was really striking at her looks with such high praise. People usually compliment her often so of course she thinks she is good looking... and gives her ever more reason to believe she is higher than everyone else.

"You really do have a slick tongue now don't you?" she slowly let herself back into the water and floated slightly on her back as she pushed the water with the gentle motion of her hands. She looked up at Talon with observing eyes. He was most definitely attractive and she would most definitely want to fool around with this one. She could possible do something with him and drop him later... after all the douche probably was aiming for a good lay and would drop the theatrics with his dialogue.

Though something about this guy... she felt he might be an important use to her in the future. As her motto was "Can never have too many." So.. she will keep on pulling that thread to lure him into her trap. He might come in handy so she needed him to chase her. If she gave him what he wanted then he would bore of her and drop her before she could find a purpose for his being.

"Are you going to join me? After all...You are at a beach." her fingers curled in the ripples that created unique patterns in the water... each wave mimicking the first.

[Talon Green]

She slowly retracted from him, her words showing that she had dealt with his type before and honestly he could not have expected differently from her. Surely she had several men at her feet at all times and he was just one of the many. But he was drawn to this one and for the sake of his own sanity he kept up the game, even if she thought him to be like the rest. It was only something that he could prove with time, if she gave him that, nothing more.

As she lowered herself down into the water, his eyes followed her, a sense of loss at the sight of her now hidden beneath the dark waters before him. But then she offered for him to join her, and he grinned, his hands going to the sides of himself as he shrugged.

"How could I deny such an offer?"

With that he reached down and pulled the shirt he wore off over his head, revealing his perfectly muscled out and tanned upper torso. Slowly he stepped into the water, letting the pricks of pain that the water brought to his flesh smooth over as the sight around him changed to something a little less plesant. But he hid his discomforth from the girl before him as he lowered himself into the water.

"So now my princess, what will you do with me now that you have me within your powerful hold?"

She knew what she was doing to him from the moment she had dropped that towel on the beach, and he knew that. But he did not care nor was he afraid to admit to such. So he had been suckered in once more by a beautiful girl. Something about this one was different and he was willing to bet, well worth it.

Reaching out, her took the liberty to wrap his hand about her small wrist, tugging her just enough so that her body brushed against his in the slightest manner. A forward gesture though he did nothing more than bring his hand up to her chin, lifting her head so that he could look into her eyes more clearly.

"Tell me, of the many men you have devistated over time. How many have noted the way your eyes seem to sparkle with a fiery desire for trouble?"

Oh he had noted it from the moment she looked his way. She was not as sweet as she appeared, but he did not mind. He would even indulge in her little act if she desired. He was more interest in the way she set his senses on fire.

With that he released her, after having come close enough to breath in her soft scent, his breath undoubtedly falling upon her. Just like that he pushed away from her, so that if she felt threatened he would relieve such a stressful feeling. Never was that his intention after all, for his grip had never been firm nor had his body moved once she got close. It was just a ploy to get her to see he was not like the normal man. Not at all.

[chantel]

She shrugged just the slightest at his comment. She was definitely playing with his mind at the moment...Though she did have great pause when he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her closer. Just because she didn't want to do anything he wanted doesn't mean she could feel the sexual tension between the two of them. She was a girl he a boy... It was only natural to want to rip the rest of his clothes of and make sweet, shameful love in the night ocean.

Right?

o.o

He lifted her head and now they were seeing eye to eye. Right then for some reason she just wanted to share a passionate and romantic kiss under the gleaming moonlight. It was always weird for her to have these moments. Sometimes she actually forgot she was human that had human feelings!!! And here she thought all she felt was hate, anger, and envy.

At this moment she moved a little closely... barely noticeable.. but she still did having hesitation in her actions and a good thing too for what he had just said turned her off completely.

He separated from her and she paused. Up she also felt threat and this was one of them. She didn't want this guy knowing anything about her. "I'm not a fan of trouble... but yes... You're right... That is why I'm out here tonight seeking company from a complete stranger. How much trouble do you think I will be in if my daddy were to find out?"

Nice save? I think so!!

She would swim a little closer to emphasize her previous statement... to make it more like a flirtatious attempt at "truth" rather than a cover up. "Believe me... I'm not used to this..." she looked down at his body then back to his face with a wry smile.

[Talon Green]

Talon watched as she moved closer, her words caressing his flesh with each little syllable she set forth. The reasonable part of him wanted to deny belief in her words, yet the part of him that was so affected by her was willing to overlook any worry that his mind may have come up with. No, for now he would let this little game continue, those green eyes following her as she moved closer, watching her eyes as they went to his body and back to his face.

Just then, his hand went through the water again, wrapping about her waist to pull her fully against him. Another bold move but if she knew what her words did to him, what the site of her did to him, she would understand. His free hand lifted up, out of the water and brushing against her cheek slowly as he looked down into her eyes.

"I think it probably best if Daddy did not find out."

With that he bent his head down just enough to brush his lips against the corner of her own. Lingering there for a moment before he would shift and move to press a kiss against her neck, just below her ear. His whispers spilling forth over her delicate flesh as he slid his fingers up her back slowly.

"Did you know that you taste just as heavenly as your voice makes my body feel?"

Sure, he knew that was a bit of a confusing statement, but he was unable to help himself. In that moment he wanted to taste her against his tongue, feel her body against his. It was late night and he was going for a late night swim with a girl who set his senses on fire. How could he not show a bit of passion in his actions.

Yet he knew that he was most likely unwelcome by such an innocent little thing as herself. One more lingering kiss given to her neck and then he would release her, pulling back to give her whatever space she desired, though not bothering to move away this time. If she wanted away from him, it would be up to her to do such a thing, for he was not about to move right now.

His emerald hues looking over her with a little curiosity and wonder. What would she think of his actions? Too forward? He did not think so, considering every touch had been innocent enough. But then, one could never be sure. Knowing his luck she would slap him. Which might have done him some good at this point. At least then he would have been drawn out of this hypnotic daze his senses currently had him in.

[chantel]

She tried her best not to lose her wits when he brushed his lips to hers. She tried gathering her control as he then kissed her neck. She couldn't lose this no... It was going so perfectly well, but the 16-year-old girl inside her wanted to be just the little girl that she actually was and have an actual crush on a boy. Though she knew that will never happen. Her heart was far too gone as she plotted the death of an unborn child. She was not normal... probably mad.

As he spoke those words she got the slightest chill. She didn't get what he meant, but instead just thought nothing of it. It was to be assumed he was being deep like "I love the taste of your lips" kind of deal. Chantel would rest her soft hand on his cheek and direct his face in front of hers. He was very good looking and his eyes seemed to carry a lot more wisdom than most. Her grey-blue eyes stared into them. She wasn't good at reading people. She always needed to hang out with them a bit to see what would hurt them most. But she had nothing on him yet so right now she couldn't help but feel that dreaded thing in her stomach.. it felt like something was...flapping inside...

Made her sick..

And it wasn't going away.

"But... I'm starting to have second thoughts... This..I don't know if I could go through with going behind my father's back." she didn't want to turn down a romantic night, but if she didn't things would definitely get messy. She couldn't have her focus on boys. Plotting was her life and he would only get in the way.

"I should go... I have to walk home...My ride left me." she probably would have started walking until she was out of his sight then call Chapin..but she needed an excuse to leave. "So..is this a farewell?"

[Talon Green]

He could not help but let his head tilt ever so slightly into that delicate hand that he found upon his cheek. Those emerald hues looking into her own and his fingers, beneath the water, brushing against her side. Then, she spoke, and even as he felt the soft brush against his skin once more, he paid mind to what she had said.

Respecting her wishes, her drew his hand back, letting her speak and continue to put distance between them. Yet even as she spoke of walking home and of goodbyes and things of that nature, he could not help but want to try and get her to stay. Even if it was not what she desired.

Finally, her rose from the water, the water beading and rolling down his tanned, muscular chest and abs, and a polite bow of his head given.

"If you wish for this to be farewell then I shall respect your wishes. For now. But know that I shall remember your beautiful face every time that I close my eyes."

It was the truth, and it was clear in the words he spoke as he moved to step out of the water, bending over just to the side of her to pick up his shirt he had earlier tossed onto the sandy shore. Undoing the buttons, he shook it enough to remove all the sand and then moved to place the fabric about her slender form, draping it over her delicate shoulders as he leaned down to press his lips against her cheek. Lingering there for but a moment before he pulled away.

"I would offer to take you home. But I fear that would be against your wishes. So for now, I shall just have to suffer without your beautiful voice to caress my flesh.

With that he offered her a charming smile before stuffing his hands into his pockets as he took a few heavy steps back away from her. Allowing her the distance she had been seeking. Yet showing in tense muscles and hesitant steps, that he did not agree with her decision. Yet, he would respect it.