Living it Up (open)

[Asher LeBeau]

A slight breeze chose this moment to force the small girl to realize two things; one that she was very wet and the other was this was not the warmth of Hawaii. A slight shiver that had nothing to do with the male in front of her crawled over her body as she caught her lip between her teeth, chewing it for a moment while she thought, letting her eyes dance over the scene in front of her before she shrugged, making her decision.

“Perhaps going inside would be the best decision,” she laughed, pushing a few strands of hair out of her eyes, all before he touched her again, making her close her eyes and catch her breath again. It seemed that no matter what he did, he would always pull that reaction out of her. It was one that seemed to speak volumes about her attraction to him and just what he did to her.

Asher’s eyes finally met his own, dancing with amusement and something else before she reached her hands up to twine her fingers with his, lacing his much larger hands with her small ones. She slowly raised their hands up, watching his reaction before laying a kiss on the back of his hand and then each finger, making sure that he knew, if just from her actions, that this was completely about him.

After she’d kissed his hand, she lowered their hands and graced him with a small smile, just a hint of uncertainty in it, despite everything she did to hide it, her few tell tale habits gave her away, even if she was supposed to be extremely confident.

It was another heartbeat before she spoke again, her voice very soft as she reached her free hand up to trace down his cheek. "What do you want to do, Lani? Tell me truly what you want," she said softly.

[Talon Green]

As he saw that shiver, he could tell it was one that came from the breeze and not from anything that he had done. He knew well that it was chilly when wet and the breeze caught you just right.

But before he could nod and urge her toward the house, he felt her hand take up his own. Every brush of her lips to his flesh made him feel alive all over again, and he knew, in that moment that she was actually there, because of him...not because he was just the guy she had chosen to be with that night. She liked him.....and that alone filled him with a bit of warmth, hell......a lot of warmth.

But then she would lower their hands, his own refusing to let go of her as she smiled. He saw it, that hint of nervousness, and it only made him feel that much better about this. They were.....actually here, together for no other reason than because they liked one another. Something apparently new to both of them.

Then came that question, and though there were a lot of things he could say that would all be true, they were just parts of the bigger picture.

Using the hand she held to tug her closer to him, her would reach up, the back of his hand softly caressing her face as he leaned down to have his face even with her own once more.

"Honestly Angel...."

He let his head tilt, just enough so that he could kiss once against her neck before offering the softest of nuzzles against her flesh with his nose.

"Of all the things that I want to do to you, the one thing.....the only thing that I truly desire.......Is to just be close to you...."

His voice was soft, honest and genuine. It was the one thing he wanted above all others. Just to be pressed against her, or perhaps just have his arms around her....that was enough....Though god knew anything else would just drive him wild.

With that he would step away, tugging her along through the water until they were both out. As he reached down to grab up the blanket, he released her hand, taking their glasses in his free hand.

"Come on, lets get you out of those wet clothes. No need to see you shivering like that unless its because of something I have done."

A devilish little grin as he motioned toward the house, starting upward toward it.....Waiting of course for her to follow.

[Asher LeBeau]

Everything seemed to be going rather like a fairytale, at least from her perspective as he tugged her along with him, his words having made her smile and open up completely to him. A smile that showed she still had a bit of innocence left in her jaded personality and life. It was something that she was excited and nervous to experience this since the only reason they were here was because they actually liked one another.

She nodded, following behind him easily, the sand clinging to her feet so that she wrinkled her nose. As much as she loved her sun, sand, and water, she hated having sand on her wet feet. She was weird about that, a childish reaction, sure, but she’d always hated it, even back in her native Hawaii. It was an amusement to her instructors and everyone around her.

His words had made her blush faintly, a pink dusting that couldn’t be seen in the moonlight, and it was the first time she’d ever actually done such a girly thing. Not even the first time she had sex did she blush or turn girly. For her, that had been a curiosity, and experiment and she had liked it, but here, now, with this rich boy, she was having fun.

She laughed slightly when he mentioned her shivering only if he’d done something before nodding and following him to the house, a soft smile playing on her lips as her mouth kicked ahead of her brain, speaking without thinking.

“And I’d let you do anything you wanted to me, Lani,” she said, a soft smile gracing her lips. If he turned he’d catch the darker meaning behind the words, one that promised anything at all he wanted, from having sex to simply doing what he wanted, holding her.

One thing she’d never experienced.

[Talon Green]

He had looked back to see the reaction to her feet in the sand, and though he thought it was nothing short of cute, he just smiled to himself and continued up to the house.

Those words though, yeah those got him to stop.....Everything...his movement, his breathing, hell even his heart there for a minute. God how much he wanted to just take her in that house, take off those clothes and carry her to his bed, he had that nagging fear in the back of his head....that fear that he would wake to a girl who did not want to be near him the next morning.....

Yet somehow he managed to get himself functional again. climbing up onto the porch and setting the glasses down onto the table as he draped the blanket over the railing.

As he reached over and turned on the water hose that was coiled up there, he sprayed off his feet, not in the mood to be sweeping up sand for the next 30 years inside.....Simply getting himself clean.

"Those are dangerous words Angel."

He flashed her a grin before he would turn the hose to spray her briefly....seeing no harm in it, since she was already wet. A little laugh escaping him.

Though it was just a quick spray and soon he would just tend to getting that sand off her feet. Something she had seemed not to enjoy. Not that he blamed her.

Once they were both sand free he would move to open the door, letting her go in first before he stepped in and closed it behind him.....coming up behind her and wrapping his arms about her waist as his head leaned down and gave a playful nip to the side of her neck.

"Now lets see if we can find you something dry to put on eh?"

He then kissed the side of her neck lightly before he would release her and move around her and toward the bedroom....Pulling his shirt off on the way, leaving him in a pair of soaking wet jeans.

As he disappeared into the bedroom he would pull off his pants and boxers, tossing them into the laundry hamper and grabbing up a pair of rather comfortable gym shorts that were black in color and extended down to his knees.

Poking his head into his closet he grabbed one of his large, grey t-shirts and a pair of shorts with a draw string. It was not much and would probably swallow her whole but it was all he had.

Stopping to grab a two towels from the bathroom he returned to where he had left her.

"This is all I have. I mean the shirt will fit...Probably like a dress but it will fit none the less....The shorts you may have to work on."

Handing her the towel and the clothes he would unfold his own towel to try and dry out his hair some.

"Bathroom is right over there. Then when you get out, we will see about me taking you up on your offer."

He grinned that devilish grin once more. That fire sparking in his emerald hues.

[Asher LeBeau]

It was an instantaneous reaction to make an indignant noise when he sprayed her with the hose, holding up her hands and laughing a bit, as if to ward it off, but let him rinse them both off. When they entered, she smiled slightly, knowing that her words were indeed dangerous, but not that she cared about it since she knew exactly what she was getting into. Dangerous games for a dangerous girl, she thought.

She waited patiently, pulling her hair back into a firm braid as he took off to get clothes, and to dry himself off. The interior decorations were very nice, splendid, and undoubtedly a bit on the expensive side, even if they did not look it at first glance. She chewed her lip, holding a hand up to the side of her neck where he’d nipped the skin and shivered, involuntarily. No matter what happened, whenever someone touched their lips to her neck, she grew weak. It was a fact of nature, just like she was a girl.

Starting from her reverie, she smiled at him when he returned with the clothes. She already knew that the shorts wouldn’t fit her, no matter what she tried, but she inclined her head gracefully, thanking him with that delicious accent before disappearing into the bathroom.

She stripped out of the dress, thankful that the zipper was on the front and not in the back, because then she’d probably need help getting out of it, but that was beside the point. She took her time drying herself off and making sure her hair was mostly dried before slipping on the clothes. The shirt, as she predicted, fell down to her knees and the collar seemed to be intent on showing one of her shoulders. She picked up the shorts and giggled, pulling them on and working them up to a reasonable length so they disappeared under the shirt…only to reappear around her ankles on the floor. There was no way they’d fit.

Shrugging to herself, she finally opened the door, her hair cascading in loose waves around her frame before stepping out, folding the towel neatly and placing the shorts on top of it, setting it where it could dry before sneaking out.

“Now, which offer were you hoping to take me up on, Lani?” she asked, raising the tattooed right arm to push her hair out of her face. It wasn’t to say that it covered all of her arm, but just the top portion, which was seen when the sleeve fell back. She was fairly certain that her wings were just visible above the shirt collar, but shrugged it off before taking her time to walk over to him.

[Talon Green]

He had set about finding something to drink. No, no liquor for him, just a good old fashioned soda. He had enough liquor for the evening. Waiting patiently as she went into the bathroom, figuring she was trying to figure out how to get those clothes to fit.

Eventually however she would come out again and as he turned his attention to look at her he literally was sorta stunned. He had thought she was beautiful before? There was something about seeing her in his shirt that drove him completely mad......in a good way.

Then she spoke and he would grin, taking a sip of his drink before he set the glass down onto the counter in the kitchen.

As she made her way closer to him, he would do the same, meeting her half way as his arm snaked around her and tugged her against him, using the grip he hand to lift her up just slightly so that he could press his lips to her own, another heated kiss offered as his body turned, making sure she turned with him.

Soon enough she would find both his hands coming down and gripping her small waist, hoisting her up onto the island in the middle of the kitchen area and setting her there. All the while, never breaking that kiss.

Only when she was settled down onto the counter, would he push himself into the space between her legs, his hands coming down to rest on her thighs, that shirt she wore having rode up just slightly, allowing him to use his thumbs to caress the inside of her thighs.

He held this kiss, so deep, so passionate for a long moment before he would break way, once more breathless.

"That is phase one......"

He then leaned down.....His lips brushing against her neck, another nip given as he nuzzled and kissed against that delicate flesh....fingers caressing her thighs before he would reach up, gripping her hips and tugging her just hard enough to ensure that she slid forward directly into him.

His own, soft, masculine moan escaping next to her ear at the contact.

"That is phase two....."

He would then pull back, his arms shifting so that he could easily scoop up her little form, one hand under her knees the other supporting her upper half.

His intention?

He carried her into the back, pushing open the bedroom door and then moving to lay her down on the rather large, soft bed....Stepping back away from her once he did.

And this......this would be phase three...."

He grinned and jumped onto the bed beside her, moving to quickly roll over just enough that he could wrap his arms about her, urging her onto her side with her back away from him so that he could pull her against his chest.

Yes, phase three was simply to get her in a position where he could hold her, feel her, and like he had stated before....be near her......

"How is that for a master plan Angel?"

He whispered against her ear as he kissed the spot just below it, nuzzling his nose against her hair softly as he drew in a heavy breath of her scent.

"Unless you wish to add to the plan. It is more than welcome. I have a t.v in here....movies.....or we could simply do something else....Whatever makes you happy...."

He meant every word, just loving to see her smile.....Though it was hard to hide how much he really did just want to be with her, to take her here on this bed.....Very hard to hide....heh.

[Asher LeBeau]

The kiss caught her breath for a moment and she responded completely to it, giving everything she had as before. Whenever he kissed her, touched her, butterflies exploded in her stomach and she felt hot, as if liquid fire were running through her very veins, making her ever more aware of his movements, his touch, every single little thing that he did, she was ultimately aware of.

She felt his hands trace over her body, leaving small lines of desire wherever he touched. She couldn’t help the soft gasp that escaped her lips when he set her on the counter, nor the soft moan that left her parted lips when his hands were on her thighs. Asher was helpless to stop the complete surrender she gave to him, her head dropping back as he moved along her neck, her breath stopping for a moment before a gasp left those parted lips.

When he pulled her forward to him, that ‘phase two’, she shivered, feeling as if she were on fire before dropping her head forward, running a hand through his hair, and almost tempted to wrap her legs around his waist, if only just to keep him there for a moment. She had no real want or intention to let him go or do anything that would keep him from coming back to her but he was slowly driving her crazy with every move he made.

Her arms instinctively wrapped around his neck when he scooped her up again, burying her face against the side of it, getting even and letting her lips trail light kisses before she nipped the skin there, moving up to nibble at his earlobe before nipping the shell of his ear, keeping her touches nothing more than a butterfly’s wing.

Finally setting her on the bed and jumping next to her and pulling her close, she couldn’t help but smile up at him, laugh a little bit at his actions. He was so vastly different from anyone that she’d ever me, that Asher couldn’t help herself, arching against him when he spoke, nuzzling that spot. Violet eyes opened and danced with amusement as she took in his form, a happy look spreading across her features before she took control.

She moved quickly and fluidly, rolling him back before straddling him, interlocking her fingers with his before she gently and oh so softly kissed him. It was a whisper of a kiss before she smiled and moved down, trailing her lips down his jaw and over his neck, nipping at his collarbone. She released his hands, trailing her fingers over his chest, mapping the planes there first with light touches of fingertips then followed by her mouth and tongue, taking her time to know what it was he liked.

“Would this be satisfactory enough to add you your master plan, Lani?” she asked, her voice a sultry whisper as her fingers continued to work their magic. A mischievous twinkle entered amethyst eyes as she moved slowly back up before moving her hips against his, letting him know that she wasn’t at all wearing the shorts, much less anything, under that shirt. His gym shorts hid even less than the shirt she was currently wearing.

She smiled at him, her hair spilling off to one side before she leaned down again and captured his lips in a heated kiss, intent on stealing his breath before he could even catch it, fingers roaming the planes of his abdomen before she once again separated from him, teasing him ever so softly with her hips while her mouth did other things to his body.

[Talon Green]

Then, just like that he was on his back, that little vixen crawling her way atop him and making his breath catch in his throat.....Then those fingers laced with his own, though in all honesty he was not about to move, she had him pinned without very much effort at all.

Sure, she did not weight much compared to him, and he could easily push her off if he so chose, but the instant he felt her lips and those fingers on his flesh he found that nothing could have made his muscles work in that moment, no matter how hard he could have tried.

Eyes closing, his hand came up to lace through her hair, the slightest of grips given as she pressed her hips down to meet his own. Yeah, it took about 5 seconds to realize that she had nothing on under that shirt.......that the only thing between their bodies now was his shorts and the shirt she wore.....

For a moment, he worried he would never be able to remember how to breath again, but then she spoke and with a shudder coursing down his entire body he nodded.

"Yes....this is a very nice addition.....Though there are a few things missing."

He then let that grip on her hair guide her down to his lips once more, hungry, passionate kiss delivered to her as his tongue slid forth to once more seek out her own. Now, his free hand, with one goal in mind, would slide up her thigh, pausing to give it a nice, tight little squeeze as his hips rocked upward to meet one of her teasing little shifts upon him.

Showing her just how much she got to him, just how much he was enchanted by her.

Then, releasing her thigh, his hand continued upward, pushing that shirt out of the way just enough to let those slightly rough fingers graze over her backside, once more pulling her down onto him, unable to help the lust filled groan that escaped as he released her from that kiss.

God he was powerless against her.....He knew that, and he knew that from here on out he probably always would be.

But honestly, he did not care.

"My name is Talon by the way. Talon Green."

Yeah, he knew where this was headed, and he knew he had not given her his name...It may have been a strange moment to mention such, but it was the only right thing to do in his mind.

Before she could reply he would pull her back in for another kiss, rolling their bodies so that he was once more atop her, pushing his hips down into her. He then pulled his lips away from her own, lips trailing to her neck and nipping softly at her flesh, hand sliding up her side, under that shirt....roaming over her body....exploring and memorizing every curve.....

"And I am all your's Asher LeBeau...."

Those words could have meant so many things, but the way they were spoken, in the heated whisper against her neck, said that they meant more than just physically.....No, she did not just manage to capture another man for the evening, she had captured him.....every part of him...........It just remained to be seen if she what she would do with that which she had won.....

[Asher LeBeau]

It was a still moment for her, underneath him and listening to his voice, his words. It was something she’d never heard before from someone and it made her catch her breath in her throat, an intensely happy smile coming across her lips before she tugged him up to kiss his lips once again, claiming him in a way that underscored how they both felt in that moment. Magical and almost as if Disney had wrote it, albeit a much more modern fairytale than normal, but nonetheless.

“Then I am yours as well, Talon Green,” she purred, sliding her hands down his body. “As long as you wish for it to be so," she said, leaning up to kiss him once more.

[Insert amazing sex here]

When all was said and done, it was some of the best sex she’d ever had and she barely had time to catch her breath, and lay content next to him, her own insecurities began to creep in as she worried her bottom lip with her teeth, being careful not to disturb him, instead turning on her side and revealing the angel wings covering her entire back. They were wonderfully done, made to look real, as if they would take form and sprout from her back at any moment.

Her hair was a mess and she was a mess from the sex. Good sex, when done right was not neat. Great sex, however, was completely messy. There was none of what you saw in pornos, everyone looking perfect, but right now she was content to bask in the afterglow, to wait and see what he wanted to do. For her, the norm was to get dressed and leave, but that wasn’t an option, especially because she had no idea where she was and he had driven her here. The thought of calling a cab crossed her mind, but for now, it would be a wait and see deal.

She sighed, shifting and stretching for a moment, enjoying the feel of her muscles playing over one another as she moved slightly, closing her eyes and giving some sort of attempt to sort out her hair, sweeping it over her shoulder and giving a much more clear view of the wings on her back. Sort of like a fallen angel or a martyr, she reflected idly, an ironic smile twisting her lips up.

An angel that was only good for a night and nothing more.

[Talon Green]

Her words spoken to him before the whole.....amazing, wonderful, time of his life sex had been the best words he had ever heard....And then had come the sex and well, needless to say it was not in him to move at this point. His body covered in a thin layer of sweat, his breathing finally starting to slow and those eyes closed as he just soaked up the feel of what had just happened.

Yet he felt her shift, causing him to crack one eye open and look at her. That tattoo on her back only making him smile weakly. Indeed Angel had been the perfect name for this beauty. However he could just tell something was wrong, the way she tried to fix her hair, the way she did not get close to him......

Then it dawned on him, the different cues he had picked up, the rumor mill that had her name in it around clubs and such.....That alone made him use whatever strength he had left to roll over and press a few soft kisses along her tattooed back. His arm snacking around her and tugging her against him so that her back pressed into his chest.

Softly he would nuzzle into the back of her neck, drawing in her scent as he reached down and pulled the blanket up over both of them.

"Now how am I supposed to sleep with my Angel that far away from me huh?"

A soft kiss planted to the side of her neck before he would lay his head back down, one more content to bury his face against her neck as his arm held that arm around her, keeping her close to him.

If she had thought he was kidding about just being close to her, she had been wrong.....

Then, as he drifted off to sleep, he would mutter a soft goodnight to her, easily falling into that peaceful slumber and remaining there the rest of the night, keeping her by his side the entire time.