Get It Straight ( Adam )

[Ceraphine Davis]

Kevala was making her third lap around the track behind the school, the other students that were there too busy with their practices of various sports to really bother her. Not that she would have paid them much mind. She had her i-pod on and was currently in the state of trying to drown out the rest of the world.

Wearing a pair of short black gym shorts and a white tank top that was see through enough to show off the design of her bra underneath ( black with a white skull on the left breast ) she had already worked up a healthy little sweat, yet she was far from being out of breath or run down.

In fact she was feeling pretty damn good at the moment. With steady breaths drawn in and out her icy hues scanned the area around her through the tinted lenses of her sunglasses. Long black hair pulled back into a tight ponytail that swung in time almost with the way her hips moved given the pace in which she was jogging.

It had been another long, tiring day at school, and though she could have been doing a lot of other things, working out was something she actually looked forward to. It seemed to put her mind at ease as of late, seeing as how there was so much confusion going on up there.

Rounding the turn she cast a disinterested glance toward the different groups that congregated here and there throughout the area. Simply keeping their locations in mind before resuming her quest to escape the rest of the world.

[Adam Silver]

While groups or even after school sports for that matter weren't Adam's forte he was here, yes engaging on the premise and totally not being a peep watching all the track girls run in this unfortunate heat. Even walking at his lazy pace he'd worked up enough frustrating sweat at his brow arching his arm slowly across his features to wipe away the thin layer nowhere near in competition with the rest of these folks.

Regardless he stood out, black track shorts as well as his white wife-beater he was a regular Joe-smoe. He'd smile arrogantly hoping the fence when the coach's eyes were distantly off catching the time for students running the mile as he came up aside a blonde number.

*Thwack*

His hand would meet ass with a tight swat. "G'idup gurl, can't have you not sweating and moaning here can we?"

"Get lost asshole."

Her snarling retort fired back almost immediately as Adam's pace slowed turning off to the side to settle eyes on the Brunette jogging with her iPod in.

"Thats cool I had better things anyway."

One could see the look of rejection on her face as he turned her down for a much prettier girl and not to mention the School Captain, but then again Adam didn't know that much yet being absent from school for quite awhile.

"Hey Sexy like a chocolate strawberry." He'd call to her bounding in step aside her the unconscious sizing her up as his eyes scaled the fit girl. He was definitely asking for it.....Sexually.

[Ceraphine Davis]

She was lost in her own train of thought when she noted the appearance of somebody who had not been there before, his steps falling in time with her own. As the song she had been listening to faded to its end, his words made it past the headphones she wore and her brow raised in response.

Of course when she looked at him from the corner of her eye, it was all too clear this guy thought he was gonna be a player and she was gonna be part of his game.

Rolling her eyes she would shake her head and reach up, pulling free the headphones so that she could pretend to listen for at least a few minutes, wrapping them about her neck before letting out a slightly irritated sigh.

"What do you want?"

Her tongue slipping forth to brush over her lower lip for a few moments before it again retreated into the confines of her mouth, leaving a shimmer affect upon her already plush and delicate lips.

She really hoped this guy would give up and try for another female soon enough. She was so not in the mood to deal with some guy thinking he was gods gift, when he so obviously was not.

[Adam Silver]

Course at the distance he shouted it he didn't see the headphones emerge until he got closer re-evaluating his whole approach? No that'd take too much time, valuable time that he couldn't waste besides that line was perfect no woman could deny its powers. Or so he'd fallen susceptible towards after watching the movie role models of course they had to dress up as KISS later and do a bunch of nerdy L.A.I.R.E. references but setting that aside he'd boldly jump into the fray again.

"What do you want?"

"I said you're looking Sexy like a chocolate strawberry."

Adam grinned looking gaggly eyed as he nodded in supreme victory with his hands positioned at his hips ready for it to be laid on him. Yeah Sex of course he thought that was the god line. But obviously someone had been watching too many movies.

"Yeah so....." He'd give her a wink as if it was the activation button for pleasure powers, she was definitely falling for it he could tell by that irritated look in her eyes. Woman always did that when they were ready to do something stupid.

OOC: I died writing this hahahaha

[Ceraphine Davis]

Great. Out of all the people who could bug her. Some mentally challenged kid had to go and do it. Now she had to be nice for at least a little while longer. Pouting just slightly at her rotten luck she would sigh and continue her jog hoping he would tire and leave her alone soon enough.

"Yes I heard you the first time. Still does not tell me what you want."

Her tone was, nice, ish....However she would only cast him another irritated glance which was hidden behind the darkness of her shades. Giving him the once over. He did not LOOK special needs, but obviously his lack of common sense was a big red flag.

Then he winked and she again found that brow raising slightly, another disbelieving shake of her head offered. She was trying not to tell the little creeper to get lost, but it was proving very difficult.

"Got something in your eye? You should really get that looked at."

She hoped that would work, but almost the instant she thought that, she realized it probably wouldn't. Well wasnt this just fun!? Letting a little, hushed growl get caught in her throat, she increased her pace just slightly. Knowing her luck this guy would try to keep up, get hurt somehow and then Kev would forever be known as the girl who injured the slow kid. Gah!

[Adam Silver]

"Yes I heard you the first time. Still does not tell me what you want."

Smexi tiem? That was what he thought but the response was slowly getting through Adam's thick skull. Sure he wasn't the smartest candy in the barrel sticking out his delicious colors to the world in his own way but he did learn quickly. Like a dog you had to hit his nose and tell him No.

Then of course she took off, jogging again still. Good that was great he could keep up with her at this point however if she started off into a run he'd have to pull something stupid. Which in other words he was quite well known for.

"Got something in your eye? You should really get that looked at."

Adam bounced beside her keeping pace as he shrugged. No he didn't have anything in his eye. Was she slow? He thought to himself in a dark fashion. EASY TARGET! Secretly arming his penis cannon muscles Adam picked up pace thinking quickly to have a smart line.

"I don't know would you check for me?" he'd smile innocently proceeding to wink again although this time it was overtly so that perhaps she'd mistake it for a pained appearance. Little did she know it was a trap!

[Ceraphine Davis]

It was not clear at what point she realized that this guy was not in fact slow like she had previously thought, but instead he genuinely thought that he was hitting on her with some form of skill beyond all reason. That right there got her attention, though probably not in the way he was thinking.

Then he winked again, the way he strutted his stuff all too clear to even the most untrained eye. Sadly though, Kevala put up with this kind of thing all the time. Drawing in a deep breath she would slow in her pace until she finally came to a stop. A little bat of her eye lashes as she turned to face him, her chest rising and falling heavily as she worked to catch her breath, a few beads of sweat slowly rolling down her neck and over her chest.

With a soft smile curling upon her lips she would step forward, her head tilting upward to look up at the guy who was easily a whole foot taller than herself, her index finger crooking just slightly to beckon him to bend down to her level, so she could "check" his eye for him.

If he did so, which she was betting he would given he was so sure of his own abilities, she would reach out, her hand lightly clasping the side of his face as she leaned in, just close enough that the breeze that blew over them would catch her heavenly scent and bring it to fill the space between them.

She "pretended" to study his eye, shaking her head as she sighed.

"Dont see anything. Now, why dont you be a good little pervert and run along before you annoy me too much."

With that she pressed an exaggerated kiss to his cheek and then jerked back. Turning to go on about her run as though nothing had ever happened.

[Adam Silver]

Adam grinned mercilessly as she yanked his face down, exactly as he'd been planning. Despite being awkwardly dumb at times Adam was quite the thinker when it came to strategies, also he had no backbone so that generally meant he'd go to whatever extent it took to win. Winning by his means was always first priority. Hands dangling at the sides as she did her doctor study of his eye Adam's hands would move as one.

"Dont see anything. Now, why dont you be a good little pervert and run alo-"

Yup he'd cut her off mid-sentence as his right hand grabbed her ass tugging her closely while lips closed over hers forcefully not acknowledging a retreat. All dastardly planned. His left hand would grab at her wrist with a bit of force, not enough to break it but just enough to buy him time and prevent a swift slap.

[Ceraphine Davis]

Well that had not gone as planned. Not at all. Her body being grabbed and pulled into him as his lips pressed against her own. The first thought to slap him being cut short by the large hand that gripped her tiny wrist, holding it in place. So, she did the only thing she could do. She went along with it. All the while inside her mind grinning rather evil like.

As she relaxed her body, which had tensed upon feeling his hands on her, she would slowly ease into him, her one free hand come to trail slowly down his chest as she tilted her head and brushed her tongue slowly along his lower lip. The taste of him quick to fill her senses and make her grimace inside.

The guy was not horrible to look at, but his pathetic attempts had been the main turn off. Perhaps if he had tried a bit of a different approach he may have been spared. Hell she may have liked it even.

A soft, pleasured sound escaped her as her tongue finished its trail across his lips, the hand on his chest now gripping his shirt as she pulled her head back just enough that she could brush kisses, slow and seemingly passionate over his jawline and toward his neck, the final one falling just below his ear.

Drawing in a deep breath, one which carried his scent with it, she would grin and whisper softly against his ear.

"You are hot. A guy I would not mind taking to my bed......"

Another kiss, her hand releasing his shirt and laying flat against his chest before she would complete her statement.

"But you went about it all wrong......Shame to..."

Her hand on his chest jerking back and balling into a fist before slamming into his stomach. Not with its full force, but with enough to get him to release her and hopefully stumble back.

[Adam Silver]

A kiss deep and filled with strife, Adam could feel the blossoming heat coming off their touch. Quickly he'd feel his grip tighten as she went for his jawline. Adam's teeth scratching at her neck to graze her jugular feeling the pulse of the beat thrum from within.

"You are hot. A guy I would not mind taking to my bed......"

Mmmmm It seemed as though victory was within his grasp and Adam had successfully won this bout. Who says intelligence dictated a victor. A carnal hunger ravaged his innards lighting his eyes with something traverse, the hunt.

"But you went about it all wrong......Shame to..."

O.o?

The quick thrust at his chest would level Adam, thrusting him back and to the floor roughly. His insides feeling as though he'd been hit by a dumpster Adam would rise slowly patting his chest. A suspicious glance as if the girl had been by some means helped but at this point it was just him and her.

His father's voice ringing in his head, "If you aren't strong you're nothing."

Adam would flinch angrily glaring at the girl as he stood flexing his might before her, defiance was a common trait but like this she'd not know his.

"Then lets go for a second try." Suddenly a hand would lurch out grasping her raven black hair giving it a jerk back so she was in his arms. If that much was successful he'd try again to grasp her wrist and pin it to her side already neglecting the vast differences in their abilities.

[Ceraphine Davis]

The hair. A weak spot if ever there was one. As she felt his fingers wrap within her hair, jerking her back against his body, she could not help but let forth as soft, heated sound of pleasure and want. Though it was of course short lived. As his hand worked to pin her wrist to her side, her other hand moved back behind her and came to brush against his thigh slowly.

Pressing her back into him, her head resting upon his chest, she shifted her hips back into him and from side to side, very slowly, and very seductively. Was she teasing him more? Of course she was. She liked teasing, and could not help her actions.

Slowly those little fingers trailed up his thigh, hand working its way between herself and him as she teased over the more "sensitive" are of his body.

Though it was all short lived, snapping herself out of it so that she could jerk her hand free and slam her elbow back into his ribs. Her other arms working to jerk free in that moment.

"You could not handle me......So might as well give up...."

If she got free she would then spin around and send her fist into his chest, trying to get the point across to back the fuck off. Now he was pushing her buttons in more way than one. Couldn't have that could we?

[Adam Silver]

Of course he felt that he was winning, with each tease and jerk at her illusionary collar Adam was able to bend her for even a few seconds. Though Adam wasn't the most intelligent person he knew quite well when he had an advantage, observance was his gift. Prodding at her again he'd seize her, his other hand gently around her neck. Rough was in his nature so a slight squeeze of her air way, the back of his hand trailing at her spine as his index and ring finger massaged her there.

*Crack*

The thrust off again would prove her strength even further knocking Adam aback, not as hard as before as though her heart just wasn't in it this time around. A wry grin lighting his face maniacally. She wasn't getting away not without more coaxing.

"You could not handle me......So might as well give up...."

*crack*

Another slam to his ribs would put Adam on the floor to his knee; a hand at the floor for support as he edged his way up getting to stand again showing no weakness but he was sure his ribs were broken. Two punches and he could feel it, Kevala was by far his superior physically, but he was dumb enough to rush back in again.

"I don't quit....by the way I didn't get a name."

[Ceraphine Davis]

That hand that had slid about her throat, cutting off her airway just slightly, had been enough to bring her eyes closed and to cause another soft bite to her lip. Rough was just how she loved to play, but the point remained that this guy was an idiot, or at least that was the impression he had first given off.

As she got him to release her, she kept those eyes trained on him as she watched him push himself back up to his feet, ignoring the racing of her heart as she tilted her head to look up at him.

"You want a name? You are gonna have to work for it."

Her hands coming up to his chest and shoving him back this time with a good amount of force before blowing him a little kiss. Whether he fell or not, she would then take a few slow, deliberate steps backward and away from him.

He spoke of not giving up. Well this was his shot to prove it. Could he really stand up and keep fighting for what he wanted until he won or would he be like everyone else and back down when the game got too hard and did not work to his favor?

Now she was just interested to see the outcome, because the answer was already forming in her mind. They all backed down eventually. She just had to find his breaking point. Highly unlikely he would prove her wrong.

[Adam Silver]

A fiery scowl as Adam found himself worked up, thats right fighting was his vice, his empowerment, and his drug. Much to the disappointment of others no doubt taking advantage of his weaker points Adam was perhaps one of the better skilled fighters. He didn't rely on an overwhelming quality of strength nor speed but relied on his will and tact to make decisive actions.

"You want a name? You are gonna have to work for it."

The quick shove to his chest knocked him back a few steps wobbling to support himself before bringing up his guard quickly to shield his face.

"Alright, just the way I like it."

He'd wink with a feral lick to his lips, backing down was not in his dictionary it was step up or pity yourself for life and while life itself was a difficult endearment he couldn't stand additional forces at work against him.

"Lets go!"

*Jab*

The quick force of his left hand would come out first for her face, having an obvious height difference he'd gain extra force through firing the fist down. He'd use that fully towards his advantage.

[Ceraphine Davis]

She saw that fire in his eyes, felt his excitement starting to grow and it seemed to feed her own. She did not live for fighting, but she did love it just the same. For her it was more the thrill of it than anything and already she could feel her own fire sparking to life inside of her.

She watched him intently, every move of his body as he steadied himself on his feet and then came at her.

It was easy enough to duck to the side, her hand shooting out to grip his wrist as it moved past her head and then her knee coming up into his ribs.

Still she did not use her full force, only enough to get the point across.

Releasing him, she would shoot her hands out, gripping his shirt and jerking him forward to brush her lips against his own. What? She could keep teasing, that was what made this game fun.

Though she did not linger there, instead she would bounce back away from him and brush her tongue over her lips, that taste of his flesh still lingering there.

"Too bad you will be leaving without a name and without a chance in hell. I have to admit, you are rather fun."

A little teasing grin before she settled there, letting him make his move now.