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 Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2012 2:42 pm
 This weekend could not have come soon enough.
Keelah was not one of those students who despised study however this week has been challenging to say the least. He always thought himself talented when it came to magic, yet his time in the academy was proving that he was only talented in a very specific area. It was not easy for such a proud person to admit his faults, especially because it put his goals further from his grasp - though at this point he could not deny it, not even to himself.
Despite his low grades in most subjects he was hoping to pass the Grave of Fairies soon, then the real work could start - unprepared or not, there was no time to waste. The young man pushed those troubling thoughts far from his head, he had been way too serious lately and it did not suit him at all.
He needed to get wasted...
...wasted and laid.
Especially Laid.
His hair was down, long blue strands curling over his shoulders to near his waist. His clothing was tame compared to the usual costumes he paraded around him though his boots pushed his already reasonable height even further; and he stood comfortably on the taller half of the male patrons in the establishment.
He stood right next bar as the bartender poured him another drink. It was his fifth one tonight and as he brought it to his lips he could not help but feel a twinge of pain jolt up his arm. His wrists were sore and wrapped in cotton bandages. Blood magic had it uses but it took it tole on his body, it might be why he was so skinny and pale. Keelah did not mind though, he would hate to have a man's figure, it was so clumsy and far from what one might call elegant.
He often found himself both envious and lusting for a woman's beauty. They were by far the prettier sex, however that did not mean he could not appreciate a man's figure too, given the right circumstances.
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2012 3:43 pm
 One particularly disgruntled Reaper walked - or stomped - through the streets. Her side hurt and she definitely wanted to find someplace to just crash and let her body recover. The missions she'd just finished up a day or two before had been a rough one. Especially since she'd been unable to have any backup assistance. But she'd fought, and used all her tricks until she finally took down what she assumed was a troll of some type. Maybe. All she knew for sure was that it smelled terrible. And it had gotten a good whack to her side.
Shaden was definitely ready to have a night off. Or just a night where she didn't care what happened. Maybe had a few drinks.
A bar. That's what she wanted. And then a bed afterwards. Too bad she was a long way from Poena Privus. There she knew of a certain bar that a certain Blackheart had taken her to. It would have fit everything she was currently seeking right now.
Well, almost everything.
A small pang that always seemed to arise after a hard mission fluttered about her insides. And it didn't help that she passed by several couples in her search for some form of distractions and escape. Like that bar over there. It would do. Hopefully. Shaden had never bothered to learn all the good bar locations. Veering off that way, the Reaper Mononoke took a moment to brush down the outfit she wore and slip her necklace - her scythe in its desummoned form - underneath the front of said outfit. One of her usual dresses this time. Nothing too glamorous or too simple. Nicely in-between.
Entering the bar, her ears lowered as her eyes narrowed, taking in everything quickly. Not too bad. And as far as she could see, no other Reapers. Or Blackhearts for that matter. A plus, perhaps. She weaved slowly through the bodies towards the bar, cyan eyes occasionally resting on one individual or another.
"Something strong, straight, and on the rocks." She told the bartender once she weaseled herself a spot at the bar. Her eyes flickered to either side, pausing briefly on on particular person. Or rather those long flowing locks of pale blue. That was hot, if she was being honest. How about that drink now? She thought to herself, looking down at the glass before her. "Thanks, love." She purred out, and took a hefty hit off the glass.
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2012 4:29 pm
Keelah's cyan eyes looked over at the girl who suddenly came to be at his side. Sometimes you needed to go on the hunt and sometimes prey just seemed to fall into your lap, this was one of the rare cases where the meal came to him and Goddess, what a meal it was. He smirked slightly, putting his glass down on the bar and turning to lean against it, his head tilted and his fringe falling on is face to cover his eye.
He flicked his wrist and put a long slender finger under her chin, turning her head to face him. "Now you I like." He gave a small chuckle, looking her up and down. Her dress was beautiful, so much so he wanted to steal it for his collection (and maybe see what was underneath it), it took all his will-power to resist playing at the ruffles, they drove him mad. "Not only are you a girl who knows how to dress but also one who knows how to handle a drink. A real drink, not one of those colorful fruit juice cocktails that p***y's order." He smirked, his other hand on his own glass which contained... well one of those colorful fruit juice cocktails that p***y's drink, complete with umbrella. However she did not need to know that, not just yet anyway.
He brought his finger from under her chin and clicked casually to get the bartenders attention, his eyes never leaving hers. "Put her next one on my tab. That's of course, if the pretty kitty feels up to the task. I wonder what is greater, my wallet or your alcohol tolerance? Want to put it to the test?" He asked giving her a somewhat playful look. He was never one to mix words or walk away from something he liked.
And her he liked.
Then reached down to gab her gently, bringing her delicate hand to his lips before kissing her on the back of it. Personal space was never a concept he understood and well... he wanted to make a good impression. "Keelah Se'lai my lady, at your service."
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2012 4:59 pm
Her initial reaction to having a finger under her chin and feeling someone beckoning her head to turn towards them was the slight tensing of muscles in her shoulders and arms. Just in case she had to do a little bit of rough 'manhandling'. But when she allowed her head to turn towards the one brave enough to be so forward, Shaden discovered it was the owner of that gorgeous pale blue hair. Which saved him from any of said manhandling. And his words earned a curious look.
"Is that so...?" She murmured politely, letting her own gaze travel down the slim figure. Shaden could safely admit she had not seen many - if any - men wearing such clothing. Which only sparked her curiosity more. Especially since this one seemed to have his eye on her.
Now he had her attention, and there was a twitch to her lips as she eyed this man. Young man, she corrected. Though not by too much. Her ears flickered up, the corners of her eyes crinkling as she gave a playful smile. "Well this pussycat is a little tougher than those average flowers." She purred out, elbow resting against the bar top as her fingers curled against her palm, chin lightly resting on top of them. He was interesting. A strange interesting that may be just the sort of company she needed after that last mission. Amusing and charming in his flirtatious ways. Almost like a young and horrible Ashkii. That thought almost had her sputtering in laughter. But she refrained. Though a low chuckle escaped.
"Mmm...perhaps I'll let you buy me one or two drinks." Shaden was positive that his wallet was stuffed much more impressively then her tolerance for alcohol. "And what happens if my tolerance is greater than your wallet?" She inquired, a finger tracing slowly around the rim of her glass. Not that she expected to win such a bet. Or accept the challenge. Yet.
Wonder if I can play with his hair....
The thought was there, and for a moment, Shaden wasn't sure if she actually had reached out to toy with his hair or not. But the brush of lips against the back of her hand answered that. And alright, there may have been a faint hue of pink that rose to her cheeks at the gesture. Damnit! It was always the kiss on the hand that got her too. Shaden downed the rest of her drink, before turning to more fully face him.
"Keelah Se'lai, is it?" The Reaper let her gaze travel along him again. Slowly. Until her eyes met his. "A pleasure, love. You may call me Shaden."
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2012 5:47 pm
Thankfully this girl was also in a playful mood, though she was keeping her cards very close to her chest. That just made the challenge so much more exciting. Indeed, he liked this one, he liked this one a lot. Maybe tonight was his lucky night afterall, that is if that blush on hers was anything to go by.
"I am sure we can cross that bridge when we get to it." He nodded as the woman downed the last of her drink and turned to face him. He straightened up himself looking down at her, he found himself leaning thanks to the gained inches his boots had blessed him with. "Though I can be very generous with my terms, especially when bargaining with such a beautiful woman. If you can drink more than what I can afford, well... you can ask for just about anything that is in my power to give." He lifted his hands to either side of his shoulders giving a small shrug and bowing his head. He did not know what he would want from him in return, but a small part of him wanted to lose the bet just to see.
He lowered his hands, resting one on his hip as the bartender brought them two more drinks. This one he knew quite well and he was up to date with all of Keelah's games, the man must have made a small fortune from the student in this passed year. "Alas, you have not won yet." He lifted his drink and raised it to make an invisible toast before taking a long and satisfying sup, pinky out ofcourse.
"Shaden, now that is an interesting name." He stated licking his lips and putting the glass on the side gently. He reached forward brushing her hair behind her shoulder and runing his finger along her collarbone softly, before it returned to his side. She had such silky hair and such soft skin, it was always a good sign. "Now Shaden, what is a pussycat like you doing in a place like this? You know they are some creepers here who can not keep their hands to themselves, not that I doubt that you can take care of yourself its just... well some of them like claws." He smirked, his eyes drifting from hers, to her hands then back to her cyan eyes. He was sure those would feel just right, scratching against his back. He had noticed she was running her finger around the rim of her glass.
Yes, very playful indeed.
He turned away from her, folding his arms on the bar and closing his eyes. "You do not want to be charmed one of those sort, despite how... interesting things might get." He stated, opening one eye ever so slightly to look over at her.
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2012 8:26 pm
He was either a cocky little....okay he was so not little. But he was either cocky and arrogant, or rich. Those were the first two things to cross her mind at the very least. And she couldn't help but break down certain behaviors and decide if she wanted to play with them, only toy, or just get up and leave! She was a Reaper after all. It was just something hardwired in her now. Always size up your opponent. Even if it was in the flirting arena. Especially when you didn't know the person at all.
Hmm okay she was going to just start this over again. Cocky or rich. Or both. But a gentleman so far. If a little touchy feely. But hey! Some people were just like that. So no points lost with invading her personal space. She'd do the same in her other form.
"I think I could maybe agree to that then." She said idly, eyes flickering from head to toe as he straightened. Definitely taller than she was. But then, she was a little on the short side to begin with. "Oh really?" Shaden put a little more weight on the hand her chin rested against, allowing her to lean forward a little more. "Just about anything, hmm? Those are dangerous words to say." She purred, clearly enjoying toying with him. The Reaper was almost tempted to actually play his game and try to win, just to see what she could ask of him. But in order to do that, she was quite positive he'd be lucky if she remembered her own damn name. Someone who could hold their liquor she was not. But she could drink the hard stuff better than some. Just not, say, a full bottle?
Shaden grinned, lifting her own glass in salute and taking a smaller sip this time. And no she did not miss the pinky held out as he sipped his drink. Rich. That's what she leaned towards now. Or well brought up, despite his choice in clothing. Which was interesting and fascinating.
"Tis the one I was graced with at birth." The Reaper said dryly, lifting her glass to take a sip. But it only lingered at her lips as she watched his hand reach out, feeling fingers brush through her hair. One ear flickered his way. Then the other as a finger followed the movement to dance along her collarbone. She sipped her drink slowly before setting it down fighting off the shiver that had attempted to rise up from that soft touch. Ohohoho! He was being quite the charming young thing, wasn't he?
"What? Little old me?" She feigned completely girly girl, pressing a hand to her chest, fingers splayed and giving him a wide eyed look. Then she snickered, removing her hand to hold out between them, eyes staring at her nails. Nails that were very human and just the right length. Not that she couldn't have claws when needed... "I promise I'm a big girl and can deal with their kind." She toyed with her glass, head tilted slightly as she eyed Keelah. "Then again...if they are anything like you, my dear Keelah, I might have something to worry about. Especially if you like claws." A very feline expression slid across her face, mischief glittering in her eyes.
Shaden regarded the young man as he folded his arms against the bar and his eyes closed. She took the chance to really get a look at him, letting her eyes trace down along the contours of his body, the lean frame hidden beneath his clothing. There was something about him she liked. Besides his hair that is. Maybe he reminded her of someone. Or was just the sort she was drawn to. Whatever the case, the Reaper decided she liked him. And shifted slightly in her seat so her foot 'accidentally' brushed along his leg while she reached out and captured a few locks of that pale hair. "Depends on who is doing the charming~" She murmured, letting those strands of his hair glide through her fingers. Silky and soft. She loved it!
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2012 6:24 am
Keelah was not exactly rich, his father was a Cerberus Knight and upon his disappearance his family got a large sum of money from his life insurance. It was one of the things that made Keelah uncomfortable, why would they pay that money when a body was never found? When they were not even certain what happened to him? It just did not make sense. He was raised by a single mother who worked in a library, so he was not what most would call rich. However the money that was left to him had paid for a med-sized (but well decorated) apartment in Lumena.
An apartment he was heading back to tonight, preferably in the company of a very pretty cat-girl. For the first time this week such troubling thoughts were well away from his mind, how could one fixate on the past when there was such a lovely lady in your present.
It amused him how many times the word dangerous had been brought into this conversation and he sure hoped it was not just an empty threat. Danger excited him. "I guess that means we are both the type to ignore fair warning. I admire such a trait, afterall if you do not take risks you hardly ever benefit." He finished off his drink, he should really slow down. Afterall he was a couple ahead of her and also not the most tolerant person in the world, the room was already spinning slightly, but he hid it well. He wondered what benefit his actions would have and what risks this girl was willing to take. She seemed to be reacting well to him and her actions suggest she might even be up for a little fun if he plaid his cards right.
He smiled as her foot touched his leg. He reached over and put a hand on her knee gently. One that slowly stroked her thigh as he talked, creeping up the rim of her dress and bringing it along with its movement. Her skin was so soft, he was never what one might call heavy handed - softer touches where much sweeter in his eyes. "I have been told I can be quite agreeable when I want to be, if the lady is looking to be charmed I will give it a good go... and this one certainly has nothing against kitty cats with a little bite." He lent down towards her slightly, his eyes still fixed on hers. Eye-contact was something he always tried to keep in such situations, they were after-all the gateways to the soul, a soul he was trying to work out rather quickly.
She was so warm, there was nothing quite like the warmth from another's body, it as the best warmth of all. His face was close to hers, not close enough for her to feel his breath on her, but closer than most people would be comfortable with. He was tempted to lean down and see if her lips were as sweet as her skin but he resisted. He did not want to come on too strong.
He moved his hand up onto her waist - letting it slide ontop of her dress as not to expose her, that was something to be done in private, later perhaps. He looked onwards as she played with his hair. He did not know why girls liked to do that so much, was a body with long hair such a rarity? Never the less if it kept her entertained he did not mind. Any contact was positive contact at the moment. "Though, we have played through this game thinking the outcome will end in your favor. But what is I win? Hmm?" He asked, tilting his head to the side rather innocently. You could almost call him cute, if one was oblivious to his words which where infact far from it. "Are you as... generous in your terms as little old me?" He whispered, so only she could hear him.
This was going rather well.
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2012 11:05 am
She would never admit it to just anyone, but Shaden herself had come from one of said rich families she currently suspected Keelah of being from. And yes, she was biased against such families, but at the same time, she didn't judge everyone because of that. After all, she understood not wanting to be a part of it, as foolish as some might say that was. She'd left that all behind her, starting her own life and devoting herself to the Reaper Organization. And she felt that her life was much more improved because of it.
Just a little lonely at times.
Shaden laughed, a soft sound that could be compared to the pleasant chime of bells. "Indeed we both are. Fair warning is only an extra piece of information. Not something one has to abide by." Like all those 'fair warnings' she got when going on missions. Risks were part of her everyday business. To shy away from them made a Reaper look weak. And Shaden was not a weak woman. "Those are wise words, Keelah." She murmured, taking a long hit off her drink. The burn of the alcohol going down her throat made her body tingle and a pleasant warmth start to pulse throughout her veins. Too tense muscles from before began to relax and her mind started to become hazy and less suspicious of everyone.
She finished off her drink, foot rubbing slowly against his leg. The gentleness of his hand against her knee was slightly surprising, especially when she tended to expect everyone to be rough in some way. A side effect of her job most likely. It was...nice. Feeling the soft slide of his hand moving along her leg. The fact she didn't tense up in any way, even as that devious hand reached the hemline of her dress, was a good sign for Keelah. Shaden shifted in her seat a little, dress creeping up a bit more and revealing more leg. Her eyes were bright and playful, void of any veiled guarded looks. Yes, she was willing to give this one her attention. He was rather sweet, forward but not overly so, and those gentle touches....!
"Well that's good, since this pussycat can have a slight bite to her." Shaden didn't flinch away or pull back as he leaned closer. If anything she may have leaned a little towards him in response. "And maybe...I am in the mood to be charmed tonight." She purred, fingers toying with the strands of hair she'd captured. Like a feline playing with a yarn ball almost.
Her smile was sly as she leaned forward, their faces a little closer now. "Maybe...I don't like to lose?" She replied quietly with amusement. And maybe a little something else hidden in there. "But....I guess you could say," she released his hair, letting a finger lightly run along his jawline and down to the base of his neck slowly. "I can be quite generous if the individual is just right~" She leaned closer, letting her breath ghost along his face and his lips. Then suddenly she straightened and pulled her face away, a teasing look about her face. Oh yes, she was toying with him alright.
"The question is...are you one of those individuals?" She purred softly.
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2012 12:48 pm
He could not help but smile as her finger stroked his jawline, he knew when someone was playing with him and he also knew when it was the right time to strike. The signs were good, and he was about ready to take a risk. Afterall she had just admitted to liking danger and he thought it time to put that to the test.
Suddenly, the hand which secured her waist pulled, moving the girl closer to him. Keelah himself sat down on the bar-stool that he had been occupying for most of the night and in a second he pulled Shaden up on his lap. He smirked, looking up at her as long strands of violet hair ticked his face. She was even prettier close-up. "Then, I shall try my best not to disappoint." He whispered as he leaned over and buried his nose into her neck, taking in her sweet scent.
Maybe he was trying to get a reaction from her, afterall she looked ever so cute when she was blushing earlier. She was so warm, so soft, it made his heart flutter slightly.
He gave her neck a gentle kiss, before he started to talk again. "Well you know. I hear out can tell a lot about a person by the way they kiss." He stated as he leaned back a little to once again look at those bright eyes of hers. One hand was still securely around her waist and the other had already found its way onto her thigh. Despite the sudden action there was nothing hard or threatening about his actions of words, if anything he was just being playful. Sometimes he doubted he could be intimidating, even if he tried. No, he was much too.. elegant for such actions.
He leaned a little closer, so his nose was brushing against hers, his grip around her waist tightened and his other hand was happily playing with the frills on her skirt. "How about we test out that theory, then you can tell me if I am one of those individuals." He suggested.
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2012 1:41 pm
She had not been prepared to suddenly be whisked from her seat and deposited on...another one. A much warmer, and possibly more pleasant one, in fact. The feline half of her hummed appreciatively. Shaden only tensed for a few seconds before allowing herself to relax and wriggle slowly to 'get more comfortable'. And of course tease Keelah a little while she was at it. Mmm...okay she very much liked being in his lap.
"Then let's see what sort of tricks you have up your sleeve, shall we?" Her eyes twinkled with a devilish glint. A shiver was her first response to the light touch against her neck and yes, there was indeed a flush to her skin at this. Such a vulnerable part of her body after all. But her head tilted to the side some, letting him have more neck to play with. A sign she both enjoyed it and was not about to shove him off on his way getting nothing but disappointment out of the evening. Maybe it was the two drinks she now had sifting around in her system, but that gentle kiss against her neck all but scorched her skin in an amazing way.
Yeah, she was so doomed and knew it.
"Have you, now? I don't believe I've heard that before." She murmured, a finger tracing along the top of his shirt, light as a butterflies wings. Her other hand fell to rest gently against the one on her thigh, fingers curling around his hand. There was no forceful moving of his hand, or any resistance for that matter.
Her eyelids lowered, cyan gaze drifting to his mouth. It was so close now! All she would have to do was just move a little tiny bit. Shaden's lips curled up slightly. She may have shifted his hand up a little, letting fingers skim just beneath the frills of her dress that he played with. This feline was definitely in a playful mood tonight. And had to privately admit, somewhere in the back of her mind, she was kind of lucky to have run into someone like Keelah. There were worse men out there and she knew it.
She let the hand running along his shirt line trace its way back up along his neck to stop under his chin. "I believe..." The Reaper said in a soft purrlike voice, finger tapping his chin lightly. "That is fair enough." She used the finger under his chin to tug him closer, her lips pressing against his. But of course she didn't give him a full taste yet, toying with him, daring him to take a risk. See what happened. Yes, she played a dangerous game. One that could end in a very interesting manner. As to which way she wanted to end, if Shaden was being honest, she wasn't sure. But she was more than willing to let Keelah decide that.
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2012 5:00 pm
"Hmm." Keelah might not have any feline features but he could not deny the purr that left his lips when she kissed him. She was still playing a game, still not willing to let him see her cards. He looked up at her, his fingers digging into the flesh of her thigh ever so slightly, as if to let her know that he had hold of her.
His hand them moved away from her leg and he had to adjust to take the wallet from his pocket. He held it next to his face and then threw it ever so casually onto the bar, the black leather pulled apart and opened to reveal there was nothing in it, not even cobwebs. "Well I guess this is your lucky day, because you have already drunk more than I can afford. Seeing as I do not have a penny on me." He chuckled, resting his head on her breasts and closing his eyes, his hand reached down to lace his fingers with hers. Her chest was so soft, so warm. "It is very beneficial, being good friends with the landlady." He added as he leaned up to look up at her a smug look on his face. A conquest which tale would be told another day.
He was not paying for drinks at all, he came with nothing which meant... she won the game. It was for the best really, she said she liked winning and by the look on her face she was more than satisfied with the taste she had. Maybe he was one of those lucky individuals who she was generous towards. "I told you, have to watch out for those creepers who can not keep their hands to themselves, they are a clever bunch." He chuckled, shaking his head. Well he had given her plenty of chance to escape and plenty of warning...
"So the prize if yours to take, pussycat." He then stated, pulling her hand to his mouth and kissing her fingers. Shaden was a very playful girl it seemed and one that was up for a good time, which was exactly what he need right now. The funny thing was, he could see them getting along for more than this one night, he liked to make friends and maybe this was a rare situation were two strangers had a common goal which brought them together and it started something more material.
The thought made him smile. "What would you have of me?" He asked. He had made his intentions clear all night, maybe now it was her turn to put her desires across.
And see if he could satisfy them.
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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2012 1:18 am
She shifted her leg, letting his fingers dig into her thigh even more. Yes she knew he had her in his clutches. And damned if she was getting away either. Not that this particular kitty cat felt like running. Though a tiny part of her mind wondered just what the hell she was doing? Even she could admit that this was not typical behavior on her part. But, perhaps being alone was having an even heavier tole on her then even she'd given credit to.
Shaden's eyes followed the wallet as he withdrew it from his pocket. Her body leaned into his when he moved to retrieve it, finger running teasingly along the rim of his shirt again. When the wallet landed and revealed...nothing, the Reaper just stared at it. It took her mind a good minute to fit pieces together. Oh he was terrible wasn't he? She looked down at him, his head resting against her breasts. And yes, there was a slight coloring to her cheeks at this. She couldn't really find it in herself to remove his head either. Especially not when his fingers laced with hers.
"Well...well...well." She snickered, meeting that smug look with a cheshire like one of her own. "Aren't you just full if surprises." Her tail swished from side to side, bumping against his leg every now and then as she stared at him with a contemplative look about her. "Guess I should have been more careful, especially after such a charming man as yourself gave me fair warning!" She sighed dramatically, leaning in to whisper in his ear. "Good thing for you, Keelah. Us felines adore the attention. And those touchy feel-y types." Her cheek rubbed against his in a very feline sort of gesture before she pulled back enough to meet his eyes.
"So....I can ask for just about anything I want from you, yes...?" Shaden purred, a slightly 'dangerous' edge entering her voice. She was silent, the full weight of this little game hanging between them. Oh she very much knew what he wanted. But what did she want? The Reaper knew she could easily (mostly easily...) leave him denied and walk away, finding a cheap motel and staying there for a night before continuing on her way to Poena Privus.
That was probably the best choice. The most logical one. And 'safe' route. But it still left her alone.
A hand rose, fingers brushing against his cheek. Shaden couldn't deny that Keelah was handsome. And sweet. He was the sort of guy she could find herself feeling relaxed enough around to be herself. She leaned towards him, fingers still splayed along his cheek. Her lips met his again. The only difference being that she didn't pull back. She offered Keelah a small taste of what she was willing to give him.
Pulling back, Shaden met his eyes, so similar to her own shade of cyan. "For my prize, I request the pleasure of your company for the night." She said with a smile. "Just you and I. I'm sure you can find...things to amuse me with." She added with a hint of that deviousness.
Yep. The kitty cat was his tonight.
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2012 9:39 am
Keelah had always preferred cats to dogs, however as a child his mother would not let him keep either. She insisted that he would get bored of it in a week and she would then be lumped taking care of it. Yet if the cat was anything like Shaden he did not see himself getting bored at all. He quite liked the thought of her being a little pet that he could come home to after a hard days work. He would take good care of her, very good care of her and give her all the affection and love she desired.
Then she kissed him for the second time, this time for a little longer than the first. Maybe she had truly come around to the idea of offering herself to him, afterall it could not only be males that had such urges - she sure seemed keen enough. Girls had such sweet lips, they were so soft, so moist and they always tasted of such interesting things. He closed his eyes and licked her bottom lip, prying her mouth open with his own and holding her close, for a moment loosing himself until it was time to pull away once again.
He could not help but to smile when she made her request. "I think I can manage that." He stated with a devious smirk. "I already have a few idea's on how we can entertain ourselves.... or how I can entertain you. Seeing as you were our challenges victor" He added as he stood up off of the seat, placing Shaden on the ground. He could feel the blood rush to his head, not knowing if he was drunk on alcohol or high on the experience they had shared... the thought of the night they had ahead. The blue haired boy looked towards the door, resting his arm around the girls shoulders and turning her in the direction he wanted.
He looked down at her playfully. "My apartment is only a short train-ride away. Or if you can not wait, we could always rent a room here to gain a little privacy." He might not have any money on him at the moment, but he still had an account that he could dive into if need be - he knew why someone would rather not venture into a strangers territory on first meeting. Despite how charming said stranger was. The last thing he wanted to do was make the poor girl uncomfortable.
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2012 8:59 pm
The Reaper wouldn't admit it, but she'd felt nervous about even making her 'request'. Hell, she felt nervous doing what she was doing in general! This was not her...was it? That one night before, when she'd met a certain Blackheart had been bad (or actually extremely good~) enough! And now here she was flirting and making moves to hook up with Keelah for the night? Shaden had to wonder if maybe she'd been hit in the head too hard during her recent missions. Because surely there was something wrong with her!
Yeah it's called being alone all the time.
Whatever doubts she may have had about what she was doing and agreeing to melted away as Keelah returned her kiss. She didn't fight one bit as he managed to deepen the kiss - not that she was keeping him from doing so - or when he held her close. Instead Shaden leaned into him, reveling in the feeling of one body being pressed against another. She 'accidentally' let herself fall into the kiss, losing herself and dropping some of her guards. It was so nice to feel a mouth moving against her own...
At least until they broke apart and there was a lovely shade of red across her cheeks. Oh FU- what...Shaden gave up even asking that question. Her insides felt warm and tingled. And she very much had no desire to spend tonight alone. Not after that kiss. And that confidence that seemed to radiate off of him at being about to entertain her. Shaden shivered just at the thought, smiling up at him as her feet touched the ground. "A few ideas, you say?" She asked, leaning comfortably against his side as an arm went around her shoulders.
A very small frown creased her brows as she considered her options and what the smart choice would be. Of course nothing she was doing was probably considered the 'smart' choice and thus, she should just go with whatever one sounded more appealing. Curiosity killed the cat, right? Her mind mused as she turned her gaze upwards again. "A short train-ride doesn't sound too bad. Not if I have you as my company." Besides, as she'd told him before, she was not afraid to take risks. And it wasn't like she couldn't defend herself if the need arose!
"Unless...you'd rather not waste any time you have me for tonight." She added after a minute, tail batting against the backs of his legs.
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Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2012 6:31 pm
The girl made a good point.
"Well, when you put it that way..." He smirked, feeling her tail swing back and forth like a pendulum. Keelah wondered if she had any control over it, maybe he would find that out tonight when he was playing with it. He thought for a moment, realizing he had never had the pleasure of entertaining a mononoke. Well, it seemed like tonight he was going to loose one of the few virginitys he had left, and was damn excited about it. "I know just the place." He nodded, finishing off his statement as the two made their way out of the door.
It took them about fifteen minuets to be checked into a place for the night, if there was two things Moonfall would never lack it was bar's and hotels. The room was small but that did not matter, it was perfectly suitable for the night that the two strangers had planned. Keelah let Shaden in first, even though he dressed like a lady he still liked to act the gentleman. The bluenette entered after, cyan eyes looking around to check out what he had paid for. Shaden seemed to fit right in with the colour scheme, at least that meant that liked the room...at least he hoped so. He was not bringing a girl back to a cheap motel, he and Shaden both knew she was worth more than that. So he did not mind covering the expenses, she did win the game afterall.
He shoot the door behind them - locking it with the key he had collected from the desk so they would not be disturbed. He then wandered over to the bed and took a seat at its edge. The two were the quiestest that they had been since meeting however that only added to the excitement in his books, he reached down and undid his shoes, kicking off the mamoth heels and turning his attention back to the catgirl. He spent a moment looking her up and down before finally getting back onto his feet, walking to stand infront of her.
He was still a good couple of inches taller than her, but the lack of shoes had put a major dent in his height.
Whilst still remaining silent he reached down and grabbed the rim of his shirt, pulling it over his head and disregarding it on the floor. He was a skinny boy, with slender shoulders and long limbs, a small shark-tooth necklace rested between his collar bones and linen bandaged covered most of his forearms. He reached out and brushed at the girls hair behind her shoulders with a gentle smile.
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