Living it Up (open)

[Asher LeBeau]

Asher certainly took her time in getting ready, she mused, examining her outfit in the mirror. She was heading out to a trendy club tonight, mostly because it was a weekend and mostly because she was bored. She'd actually done her homework for once, well she was done with it before she left for school, and tonight was all about fun. She ran a hand through her hair, deciding it was best left loose before blowing a kiss at her reflection and leaving her room, neat as it always was.

She headed out of her apartment building, dressed perfectly, as always. Violet eyes brightened when she got to her car, her 1981 Camaro before hopping in, revving the engine with a heeled foot and shooting out of the parking garage and onto the streets. The windows were down and she blew a kiss at a couple of boys who pulled up next to her, laughing at their advances before taking off again when the light turned green.

It was only a ten minute trip by car to the club and she pulled up early enough that she could park close and slip inside without waiting in line. It also helped that she was pretty to look at and, of course, you always wanted pretty and rich in the club. She slipped the bouncer a nice tip and a wink before walking in, taking her time and scoping out the scene. The petite Hawaiian had plenty of time to find her prey, if she wanted.

The club was quite different from the other ones she frequented. This wasn't the loud, pounding, sexually charged atmosphere that she loved, this was more relaxed, more money, and with the better looking ones. She'd head to her beloved orgy-clubs later, if she got bored here. Moving fluidly, she got her drink and sipped at it, the liquor tasting a bit bitter at first, but she got over it as she moved throughout the room, before finally taking a seat on one of the dais, leaning back and smiling at a few of the boys who passed by.

Of course, they would stop and sit with her, talking to her and edging ever closer, hoping that money and charms would be enough to get her into some scandalous positions later, and for now she played the game, acting coy and rather the part of a 'lady on the streets' until someone else could catch her fancy.

[Talon Green]

Why was he at the club? Well ever since that night at the after party he had learned drinking dulled his senses and made it easier to fit in and have fun. So he was here to get drunk. Dressed the part of the slacker rich boy that his Father hated so much. Tonight was a pair of designer jeans, black combat boots and a black button up shirt with a white muscle shirt underneath....one that clung to his every muscle and only showed them off the more he moved.

He had already been there a few hours, working up a healthy little buzz as he dealt with the many girls that could sniff out his money a mile away and wanted to use him to get some advance in society. But honestly, they were all the same. Just some bleach blond valley girl with too much plastic surgery and way too much make up.

So, edging himself out of the little group that had chosen to surround him, he would make his way to the bar. He needed a refill, badly......As the bartender took his order, he would turn to look around him...His eyes spotting a very delicious and familiar figure surrounded by some of the younger playboys of this crowd.

It made him grin. He was sure that girl could have them on their knees in a heartbeat. He had been called away before he got to fully enjoy the presence of her company.

Raising his hand, he offered up that handsome grin across the distance between them, hoping to catch her eye. Those emerald eyes on fire tonight, especially upon the sight of her. If she noticed him, and even dared to give him the time of day, he would hold up the drink the bartender had just brought him, pointing at it in a silent gesture to ask if she wanted one.

Hoping she would leave those little rich playboys and grace him with a bit of her time. Because god knew she was looking amazing tonight and already had his heart racing and his blood starting to heat up.

He regretted leaving that party he had met her at...Maybe this was a sign that they were supposed to have their time together. A man could only hope right?

[Asher LeBeau]

Boooorrrriiiinnnggggg.

It was all she could do to smile politely and nod, offer an incensed comment or a knowing look here and there before looking up again, violet eyes tracing over the figures in the club, leaning back before smiling once more, dropping her gaze to the one closest to her, sending him a disarming smile that had him practically melting to do whatever she wished. Puppies, and no longer a challenge.

Boring.

Amethyst eyes once again scanned the crowd before recognizing a familiar figure at the bar, watching her. She smiled knowingly and nodded, indicating she'd be over in a second. He had been interesting at the party and since she was still sober, she had no patience for the rich playboys that were not even trying to hide what they wanted.

Shifting her attention to a fluid exit, she sent them all heated smiles, making them seem as if they were on a cloud before she stood, and a few realized just how tiny she was, even in the heels. All of it made for a wonderfully delicious package and the image of a doll that would make your night forever.

She made her way gracefully out of the boys, taking her time with each step she took, her body moving from side to side rather like a femme fatale. It was but a few seconds and she looked straight at him while she crossed to his side, but the smile she offered up was somehow more honed and perfected, a melt you in your spot smile.

"Long time, no see, handsome," she purred, gently touching his forearm. "What brings you to this spot?"

[Talon Green]

Oh yeah she moved with in a manner that just told a guy she knew how to tear you apart with one sway of her hips and one sultry little whisper. A glance back at the little playboys showed she had devastated their egos for the night, which only made Talon chuckle.

As she neared him, that smile did its job, making some inner part of him flare up with both desire and want. Yet he kept it stamped down, even doing good not to lose his cool when he felt that soft touch and that heavenly tone address him.

As he leaned against the bar, now facing her, he would hold that little grin as he looked about and then shrugged softly. Those muscular shoulders rolling with his action as he took a sip of his drink.

"Ah well, came to see if perhaps the crowd had anything more to offer than the plastic barbies and their ken dolls. I was starting to fear I had been wrong....."

The look he gave her clearly meant that she had broken that theory into a million pieces. She was far more than some malibu barbie full of plastic and seeking out the perfect ken doll to keep her company.

"What can I get you to drink gorgeous?"

That thick Australian accent heard above the music as he leaned in just enough so that he did not have to yell at her. Taking in that heavenly scent and knowing that she was gonna destroy him. But for the life of him he could not turn away.

"And what brings your here might I ask? Surely you can have much better than this crowd has to offer you..."

[Asher LeBeau]

It was a soft chuckle that passed her lips, a knowing smile and a heated look in those violet eyes as she leaned right back in, tilting her head just so so that when she spoke, her lips would brush over his ears as she spoke, her Hawaiian accent floating along with her words, making it seem more magical than it really was.

"I could drink you, but that would be wholly inappropriate," she said, humor in her words. "As to why I'm here, that would be because I have nothing else to do this evening...."

Her voice trailed off as she pulled back and winked at him, turning to the bartender to order her drink, a shot of tequila followed by a drink of high brow liquor. The shot went down smoothly, she tilted her head back, exposing the smooth line of her throat as she took the shot straight without a chaser.

She brought her head down slowly, replacing the shot glass on the counter as she picked up her drink, paying for it and leaving a nice tip as well. She turned to look at Talon, smiling up at him and playing with the glass with one hand, giving him a long blink.

"I'm assuming that the barbie dolls are not your type?" she teased him, her accent sliding smoothly around her words, working like a spell to weave him in and keep him there with her.

[Talon Green]

To say he did not love the sound of her voice would have been a down right lie. She was intoxicating, far more than the drink he now took a long swig of as he watched her down that shot. Eyes trailing over the lines of her slender throat.

Those words she had spoken having left him a bit surprised yet he was all to willing to play the game she had started. Just as they had before, however brief that had been.

"Well I am happy that you could drink me all up, but I have to agree the situation we find ourselves in would make it just a tad bit inappropriate. However, I am sure you know that by telling me that you just got my hear to racing a mile a minute."

He flashed her a knowing grin. Did he mind that she knew how to play a man? How to play him? Hell no. It was worth it, every single coy action, every word, every move it was just making the experience for him that much more enticing.

"No, I am afraid that I prefer a girl with a bit more flair in her and a little more IQ content. I can only have so much fun with a girl who says "like" at the beginning of every sentence."

He laughed once more, polishing off his drink before placing it down on the bar. He didnt bother to signal for a refill, because he was far too caught in her luscious little web. Taking a step closer, an act that could be taken as a way to drown out the noise around them as they spoke, or an advance, he would reach out, ever so lightly letting his fingers rest on her hip as he leaned in.

Once more her scent filled his senses and sent a jolt down his spine. God she was amazing, and though in the back of his mind he knew he never stood a chance with a girl like her, he would play the game so long as she chose to drag him along.

"How about you and I find a place to a bit more out of the way to drink and enjoy the rest of our evening? Unless of course you wish to rejoin your fan club?"

He would pull back, glancing at the little group of pissed off preppies. He was more than ready to get out of here, and head some place a bit more private. Not really with the intent of sleeping with the girl, though god knows he would love to, but he would settle for just getting to know her. Again, not your typical teenage male. He just hid it well.

[Asher LeBeau]

The jolt wasn't one sided, when he touched her hip, a reflex of biting her lower lip and drawing it under, violet eyes going half-lidded. She tilted her head at him, looking up into bright green eyes. Amethyst ones had a knowing look to them, a dark simmer as she watched his movements, reflexively moving into his touch.

She reached a hand up to brush a few strands back, only to have them fall right back into her face. She smiled slightly, a touch of her real personality shining through. The small girl was enthralled by him which probably did not bode well for her, but she couldn't help it. She had a weakness for accents and his was wonderful.

She smiled knowingly at him when he spoke, placing a hand over her heart at his words, and easy grin spreading her lips before she spoke as well. "Get your heart racing? Well, let's see if we can get something else racing too, hot stuff," she said, leaning up next to his ear, lips barely brushing the shell.

The tiny Hawaiian trailed a tiny hand over his arm, tracing fingers over his jacket, carefully avoiding his skin, just in the event that there was something more to that jolt she'd felt. His fingers were warm where they barely brushed her hip and for a moment, she wondered what it was like to have his hands on her skin. She closed her eyes for a brief moment, biting on her lip once more before releasing it and opening her eyes, staring up at him.

She hummed for a moment in response, stepping closer to that wonderful body, that delicious sent that was purely him. She was definitely attracted to him, she thought as she trailed a hand over his chest, smiling that bright smile up at him. "It may not be acceptable here, but I know places that you would be over-dressed for," she smiled, sending him a brilliant yet ultimately sexy smile. "That is, if you don't mind getting a little sweaty and naked," she added, her tone dropping just a bit as she leaned up, just enough that she was close enough for a kiss, if he wanted one.

She spared no glance or second thought to her fan club, that is, until he brought them up. She cast violet eyes to them as she smiled and turned back to him, raising a hand to cradle the side of his face briefly, keeping her warm touch slight as she slid her hand down the side of his face to his shoulder, trailing her fingers down to the top of his chest before she took her hand back, resting it on the bar.

"If I wanted to be with them, I would have, silly," she said, looking up at him and sending him that warm, knowing smile. The kind that would make anyone feel loved, as if they were her world. And for the moment, for some odd reason, he was all that was her world at the moment. She was focusing on him, whether or not to play a game, she would see. Right now, it was still that game, but she was putting a bit more into it, if only to ensure that he didn't go off with some barbie doll.

The thought brought humor to her eyes, but she was careful not to let it show on her face as she waited with him, to see what he would do for the moment before she turned her body slightly towards the bar to finish her drink, placing the glass softly on the counter. It seemed that with whichever way she turned, she was keeping his hand on her waist, her hip, a part of her game to draw them in, just like never telling them her name. The less they knew about her, the better.

Batting violet eyes at him, she smiled, giving her her full attention and not bothering to look when a new group entered the club. Asher's attention was firmly placed on him for the time being as she leaned up once more so that she could speak without yelling. At this range, it looked rather like they were intimate, but her voice was able to travel over his senses. "Where did you have in mind, sexy?" she purred.

[Talon Green]

Every move, every touch of her small hand to his body was something that just sent his body into overdrive. He loved it when she moved closer, drowning out the rest of the club with her soft words, gentle touches and that intoxicating scent. The closer she came, the faster he could feel his heart race. She may have known well how to play every lush curve of her body to get a man's attention but honestly it was her voice, and that smile that drew him in more than anything.

Sure he had given her a once over on her way toward him, but now that she was here, literally within his reach, his eyes never drifted from her beautiful face.

Those words she spoke made his brow raise slightly, that grin still there, though there was something different in it than what you came to expect from the boys that got into this place on nothing more than Daddy's power and a fake I.D. He was genuinely drawn to her, and not because of some sexual prowess that she mastered so artfully well. No, it was her, and the second he felt the slightest brush of lips against his ear, the rest of the noisy, crowded club seemed to cease to exist.

It had been but a whisper of a touch, but it had been enough to make sure that there was nothing else that could hold his attention so long as she was near him, and somewhere deep down, he knew that even if she was just in the same room his eyes would automatically be drawn to her and remain there.

Yet why explore such thoughts? They were never good....The alcohol would wear off, and though he would still be the same guy so enthralled with her, his condition would be back, and then he would have to suffer the sounds of those harsh words when he tried to explain what was going on.

Relationships.....they scared him, and he feared the rejection that he had heard all his life.

But he did not let that ruin his moment with her, even if for a moment their came a bit of pain to those emerald hues. But it was only for a moment before he would shake the thought away, content with simply enjoying what time he could with her.

He was drawn back from his thoughts, though honestly they had never once truly wandered from her, by the way her arm slid down his body, her flesh never gracing his own but it was still enough to keep him completely drawn into her. Not once bothering to remove his hand from her curvaceous, delicate hip. No, he didn't even think to remove that hand. Then, she was right there, close enough for the heat of her breath to fall over him, close enough for him to lean the slight distance and brush his lips to hers, to finally have a taste of this exotic little beauty.

But would that make him any better than the rest of the men who had been surrounding her? The rest of the many men she had played and left devastated in her wake?

No matter how much he wanted it, just a single taste of her, just to have that lingering feel of her lips against his, he didn't want to treat her like the only thing he cared about was her body. Sure, it was what had drawn him in, but there was more beneath the gorgeous body and the sultry air around her and that was what he wanted to get a glimpse of.

His hand came up, his slightly rough, masculine touch sliding against the side of her face, his thumb brushing over that lower lip, the one that he felt so compelled to capture with his own....Slowly that touch slide around to her neck, letting his fingers rest at the back of her head and grip ever so slightly. It was never enough so that she could not pull away, never about to put her into that situation, but it was enough so that he could tilt her head.

For a moment, the air between them, at least from his point of view began to heat up, everything in his actions speaking of him kissing her, but as he leaned in, his lips bypassed her own, and instead found a spot just at the edge of her jaw, right beside her ear.

In that moment he was lost, lost in the touch of her flesh, lost in the scent of her hair and her body, that kiss lingering there for a moment before he would break his lips away from her flesh, simply to release a heated whisper against her delicate little ear.

"No matter how much I wish to capture those lips with my own, to taste them, to feel that heated tingle they undoubtedly would leave upon their parting..."

His tone was a bit heavier, that accent just a tad more thick as clearly his body was speaking the truth in his words....It was all to clear that the words he spoke were no lie, no cheap pick up line or ploy to woo her....They were honest, and they were genuine.

"You, lovely, deserve much better than to have such a moment cheapened by my stealing that kiss here, in this crowded......cesspool."

He may have regretted this action later. For he knew well that could have been his one shot at ever having those lips against his own, but he was not about to kiss her here, like some drunken, perverted, horny teenage boy trying to feel her up in a bar like some cheap hussy.

No that was the type of action expected for those girls that had been surrounding him previously, not this one....

Slowly, and oh so reluctantly he pulled back, his hand sliding from her neck, down to her shoulder and then tracing fingers delicately over her arm. They did not stop until he had hold of her hand, should she allow it.

Her comment earlier having surely made his latest decision that much harder to carry out, but he held strong to his decision. Now, as he let those fingers lightly curl about her much smaller hand, he would nod to the bartender, he would come back later to pay his tab, for now he had more important matter to attend.

"Come on, let me show you something."

Moving away from the bar, he hoped she would allow him to tug her in front of him so that they could make their way out of the club.

Why in front? Because he was so buzzed, and she had worked him up so much, that in that moment if a hand shot out and grabbed her ass or something, he was likely to get thrown in jail for beating the guys ass. Hey! He was a male after all.

He just really hoped she agreed, because he had a place in mind that would be perfect for the two or at least he hoped so.

[Asher LeBeau]

A slight intake of breath, a small shiver running down her spine and the feel of his hand on her skin caused those beautiful amethyst eyes to darken slightly with heated passion. She caught her lower lip between her teeth when he kissed that spot on her jaw, feeling his lips brush her ears as he spoke. That was how she knew he was different, the words were honest and not a cheap pick up line, though he looked the part, he didn't play it.

His trailing hand left tingles down here arm where he touched and when he finally took hold of her hand, she curled her fingers around his in response. Asher knew that she was treading dangerous territory but for tonight, she didn't care. She wasn't looking for anything permanent or exclusive, she never openly was, but she still wanted her fairytale at some point.

She shook the thought away when he spoke again, mentioning some other place and she smiled and nodded, following his lead and moving out in front of him, towards the exit. She pulled her hair over one shoulder, letting it fall down one side so she could turn and fix him with an inquisitive look over her shoulder. "Where is it that you would like to go, sweetheart?" she asked, realizing that she didn't know his name with the slightest hesitation before the pet name.

[Talon Green]

She had agreed to go with him, and as they made their way out of the club, he could not help but smile. Not a grin, no...an honest, genuine smile.

Now where to take her? Well there were a lot of places around this city that were known for their beauty and their ability to woo the female gender to a man's desires. But he was not like that, and though he would take her to any of those spots if he really thought she would go for them, he had something a bit more.....perfect.....in mind. At least he hoped to hell it would be.

As they exited the club he could not help but watch ever single move she made. He loved her hair, the way it flowed down her back the scent of it. God if he could just be so lucky as to be around her without the alcohol, to know how she really made him feel....But she would drop his ass over that.....Heh...

When she asked where they were headed he would take a step around to stand in front of her. His brow raising as he shook his head and reached up to brush his thumb against her chin, the rest of his fingers curling beneath her chin.

"Ah, but if I told you now, it would take away the surprise of it later...and you have to admit, surprises are always fun."

With that he would then reach down and take her small hand once more, pulling her lightly toward the parking lot.

"I am going to warn you now though. A lot of things about me scream rich playboy, and though I wish I could change it, I am afraid Daddy's money has provided well. But in all honesty I am not doing this to try and use the money to impress ya like they do. Trust me...I know how old that can get."

He looked over toward her, flashing her a smile as he led her toward his car. It was nothing TOO fancy but it was a top of the line Mustang convertible, jet black....One of his favorite colors.

Moving to open the passenger door for her he would wait til she got in and then close the door before making his way around to climb into the driver's seat.

"Alright lovely, ready to go?"

Assuming she said yes....he would smile, start the car and head out of that parking lot, far away from that place and soon enough away from it all.

TIME SKIP FOR DRIVING (cause that can be a bit dull XD)

About 20 minutes later, after a lot of turns, back ways, and a few rather unsavory parts of town, they found themselves out of the city, and down a road that was seemingly in the midst of nowhere.

It had its purpose, because at the end, was a small, secluded little beach house. As he pulled up to the side entrance, he leaned back and turned off the ignition.

It was dark, but it did not take much to see the ocean not far down the beach front....nor the fact that this far out of the city there were no lights to drown out the stars that hung over head.

"Welcome to my own little piece of heaven."

He then climbed out of the car, making sure that if he got the chance to make it around to open her door as well.

"I don't like the city. So I had this place built for me as a way to escape them all."

Them being his family, though of course she would not know that and it never crossed his mind that he had let that slip.

"Now, how about we get inside, get some drinks and then there is a beach, with our names written all over it waiting for us right out there. Unless you have issues with peaceful, tranquil settings?"

He tried to hide it, but honestly, as he took her hand to lead her inside, there was just the slightest little tremor in his touch. Yes...He was nervous.......He never brought anyone here before....ever....and honestly he was not the best with the girls......For all he knew he fucked up somewhere along the way....God he hoped not. But only time would tell.

[Asher LeBeau]

It had been a while since she’d been anywhere that wasn’t a cheap motel or a blurred room with a few actions that were meant for XXX movies and such. One of her cheap thrills had suggested she go into porn after they’d fucked and she responded by politely informing him they didn’t pay enough and leaving. She never looked back after her one night stands and quite frankly didn’t care enough to look back.

She shook her thoughts from her head as they drove, a bit excited about this surprise he was going on about since it was rather unusual for her that someone spoke to her or even acted the way he did with her. She did have a reputation, but she guess that since he didn’t know her name, it was better that way. Once people found out who she was, well, they wanted one thing and one thing only from her. Sex.

She chewed her lower lip for a moment, blinking slightly when he’d told her about his family’s money before smiling and shaking her head, reaching a hand up to cradle his face. “If I cared about money, sweetheart, I could have any amount I wanted,” she said, a bluff in that sultry voice that spoke nothing about her own self doubts.

As pretty as others said she was, she still felt that she wasn’t nearly good enough. More like average, rather than as if she was some superstar. But that was something that would wait for another time, until she was alone and no one was around to see the horrible side of her. Twisting a strand of hair around her fingers, she forced those thoughts back before turning to see where they had arrived, letting him be the perfect gentleman.

Once she stepped outside, she caught her breath. It was absolutely gorgeous, to this place he’d taken her. He was right, it was a piece of heaven. The smile she sent him was different from the ones that oozed sex in the club, this one was a bit more open, a bit more of a truly happy reason to be here. “It’s Pili lani [close to heaven],” she said, her voice reflecting the Hawaiian words that trembled over her lips in a musical cadence.

Asher turned to look at him and fix him with that beatific smile before she laughed lightly at his suggestion of the beach, shaking her head. “Ko Aloha Makamae E Ipo [sweetheart, you are so precious],” she murmured, the accent strong and somehow fitting before she curled her fingers around his hand and followed his lead.

She smiled again, pushing a few strands back only to have them fall right back into her face, deciding to leave them be for the moment. "I have no problem with this. If it were a bit warmer, I'd believe you took me to Hawai'i," she teased, the smile back in place.

[Talon Green]

He loved those words, sure, he had lived in Hawaii for some time, but he was too young to have picked up much of the language. Yet to hear them from her was musical in its own right.

"Ah, but then that would just be showing off. Besides, I thought that it would be nice to see that even in this blasted city there are places that can truly be amazing."

As she let him lead her inside, he reached out and and slid open the glass doors, stepping inside and reaching out with his free hand to flick on the lights.

As the rest of the small home came into view, it was clear that it was not much. There was no real t.v to be seen, no flashy furniture or expensive decor of any type. It was just basic, comfortable furniture.

A couch, an oversized arm chair all upon a tiled floor and with the other basic home furnishings one would expect. It was only when they were inside that he would release her hand and move to slide off that jacket, leaving him in just his muscle shirt and jeans.

"Welcome to my home away from.......home.."

He had hesitated for a moment there, only because in his mind he could not really grasp the place where his family lived as his home. How could he when nobody there wanted him?

"What would you like to drink lovely?"

That was where he had spent a bit of his money....the bar....Seeing as how after he learned it made him almost normal when he drank, he had made sure to keep a steady supply. Not that he drank unless he knew he was going out in public.

Moving over to the bar, he leaned over and grabbed out a bottle of brandy, something he rather enjoyed just for the smooth way it burned down his throat. Grabbing a glass he made a drink before turning back to look at her.

God she was beautiful, and every teenage hormone in his body was screaming to make that move, to try and get her into his bedroom at the back of the house....But he was not gonna become "that" guy. Not if he could help it.

He would fix her drink, assuming she wanted anything and then move forward to hand it to her. That smile he had gotten upon her agreeing to leave with him was still in place, now held there by the glimpse of her own she had given him.

"So, shall we just stand around drinking or would you like to go down to the ocean? Perhaps just work on getting to know each other and enjoying everything this place has to offer."

He motioned toward the door, kicking off his own shoes as he reached to the back of the couch and grabbed up a blanket that was draped there, slinging it over his shoulder.

"It will be awwwwfuly lonely if I have to go by myself now..."

A little pleading look in those eyes and teasing her with the slightest hint of a pouty lower lip. He was a dork, and though most guys tried to hide it, he saw no real reason in pretending to be something he was not.

[Asher LeBeau]

Asher smiled again, biting down on her lower lip in a vain attempt to stop it and to control herself before just giving up. If he was being so open, then why couldn’t she? Moving forward gracefully, she followed him in, letting violet eyes dart around the house and memorizing the details. She could easily tell that he enjoyed his time here, little clues were what gave it away. The comfort that he moved in here, and how much he seemed to relax once inside, despite her presence.

The petite Hawaiian nodded before shrugging in response to a drink, deciding that something not so rough would be good, meaning her old friend tequila was out. She was not trying to have black out sex, she told herself, accepting the glass with the faintest brush of fingers before following him, laughing lightly and shaking her head. She smiled, a quick quirk of lips before holding her balance and taking off her heels as well, revealing her small height.

“Oh you won’t be lonely, ali’i [name for royalty],” she said, giggling. “I’m right here, ipo,” she said with a grin, moving up next to him and tracing feather-light touches up his arm. She inclined her head slightly, so as if to encourage him to take the lead again since she had no idea where it was she was going and this was his house. After all it would be polite to let him lead.


She was immensely enjoying her time with him, a feeling of no pressure to do anything except make him smile, which was a rather nice change of pace from her normal activities on the weekend. Another thing she was grateful for, no school for the next two days so she could easily sleep off and nurse off any bad decisions she made. Such as getting drunk with a massive hangover, her normal vice, but that wasn't likely to happen considering she was still pretty sober at the moment.

[Talon Green]

Those feather like touches down his flesh visibly got to him, making him shiver ever so slightly. Yes, he liked her touch, he was not about to hide it from her, he saw no point.

He did not know much about her, but the way she moved, the way she carried herself around men and everyone else, showed that she had some knowledge of just how to get under a guy's skin. Honestly it did not bother him that she did this, he rather liked her subtle teases and brief, delicates touches.

He was already drawn in, no need to worry about anything else she did hooking him.....Now it was a matter of just enjoying every graze of flesh he was given.

As he led her out of the house and down the front steps of the house, he sighed as he felt his toes sink into the sand. She was so small, something he could not really seem to get his mind off of, but something he made no real show of noticing. Honestly, the fact she was at least a full foot shorter than him only made her that much more attractive in his eyes.

Somebody so small with so much power. Power to bring men his size and bigger to their knees if she so chose.

Upon reaching shoreline, just far enough away from the water to get a light spray when it crashed into the shore, but not enough to let them get totally soaked, he would throw the blanket down, fixing it so that he could lower himself to take a seat upon it and then pat the area next to him, wishing for her to do the same.

"Come now. One more thing to show you."

That smile visible, though not as clearly, due to the only light being that of the moon overhead.

Once she took her seat, he would look at her and reach out, tucking a bit of her hair back from her face and behind her ear. It was just something he could not help, that desire to touch her once more. Then, as his hand drew back he would lay down. His arms folding back behind his head as he turned to look at her.

"Come on lovely. Lay with me."

Expecting her to lay down beside him, as far away as possible, just like most girls would, he would then turn to look up. Above them was the one truly beautiful thing that this place had to offer.....The open, endless sky.

From the house it had only been partially visible, but here...No here it was breathtaking and to him magical. If she did the same as he did he would smile, turning once more to look at her.

"See? Told ya."

He laughed lightly and then turned to look upward once more, a sigh passing his lips.

"I always have loved the night sky. I always just dreamed when I was younger that I could escape it all by just staring at the stars long enough."

He was sobering up some, but that did not mean he wished to stop talking to her. Sure, he did not know her name, but god he was just happy to have her near.

[Asher LeBeau]

The scene was beautiful in and of itself and the boy made everything that much better. It was a wonderful atmosphere, almost as if some higher being had orchestrated this to perfection, if only for a night. She smiled then, completely open and honest, a smile she rarely used unless she was alone or doing something she truly enjoyed, such as driving fast or getting dirty working on cars, or even just swimming in the water.

She blinked a few times, catching her lower lip between her teeth, a habit that said she was slightly nervous and a bit unused to the attentions, such as when he brushed her hair out of her face, she smiled a bit shyly at him before shrugging and laying down next to him. She didn’t lay far away, but she lay close enough that he could tell she was there and if he wanted, easily touch her as if to reassure himself that she was still there.

Asher listened to his voice as he spoke, staying quiet and letting him speak about whatever came to his mind, smiling up at the open expanse of sky. It was similar to what she’d seen in Hawaii, just slightly different and no less breathtaking. She grew quiet while he spoke before leaning up on her side, facing him and letting her hair spill down her back before she spoke, leaning forward to lay the most gentle kiss on his forehead.

“The stars, ipo, are here to remind us that we are not the large beings we think we are. They are here to show us that we must work together to create something and if we get to be above our stations, they will always be higher,” she said, her accent rolling with the words. It was akin to something that one of her old mentors used to tell her, back on the islands whenever her father would get ahead of himself in the business world.

She shook any remaining thoughts of her…family from her mind before smiling once more at him and laying back down, watching the stars and hoping for a shooting star. After all, one could always make a wish, right?