Perplexia's Pool Palace

*As the next song comes on the sound system, filling the pool house with the sounds of party music, I can't help but move and wriggle to the beat, making it harder for Jack to spread the lotion.*

Oh evil woman!

*Grins as he tries to hold the wriggling rear before him, rocking his head back and forth with the music*

If you don't hold still, I might just have to slap this little rump a bit
 
Oh evil woman!

*Grins as he tries to hold the wriggling rear before him, rocking his head back and forth with the music*

If you don't hold still, I might just have to slap this little rump a bit

Tis better to simply do so, and beg forgiveness later, than to warn her, and entice the behaviour further.

If indeed you want her to stop that is.
 
Noon smiles at the next musical choice, nodding to himself in amusement. He's feeling good-so far the Pool Party feels like mostly a success, though he'd have liked to have drawn in a few more newcomers. Not that he's complaining about what's right in front of him, as he licks his lips studying Brit. He chuckles as he steps back far enough to take a sip of his own weak drink, the cape cod he'd fixed earlier, now luekwarm from having been sitting in the sun for so long.

He gives Brit a salacious wink as he leans backward against the shelf behind him.
Oh, you'll be right here? But what if I should need you somewhere else? His eyebrow perks up questioningly as he studies her. Would you be there, as well?

He grins wickedly, enjoying himself thoroughly at the moment.
 
*He looks up at her and grins, giving her a wink before obeying the issued orders. Applying lotion once more to his hands as he leans in to get a nice close look at the terrain he must travel. Working his fingers under a part of of bottom he squeeze lightly before working his thumbs into the paler shade of flesh in clock-work and counter-clock-work fashions, varying the pressure from one hand and thumb as the other works in deeper.*

Hhhmmm I sure could get use to a scene like this before me all the time. I just wish my phone hand't gotten wet, or I would take a picture. They last longer you know.

They do last longer, and sometimes find their way to the internet. ;)

*Reaching back behind me to untie the strings of my bikini top.* I don't care for tan lines that look like strings. And maybe I'll take a swim after this. Your hands are nice and cool from the little dip you took. The one bad thing about a suede bikini is that it's not so good to get it wet. But Plexi did say that clothing was optional. I hope nobody minds.
 
Tis better to simply do so, and beg forgiveness later, than to warn her, and entice the behaviour further.

If indeed you want her to stop that is.

No. I didn't. Hence the warning, but for future would be "wrigglers" I may just slap away.
 
He grins over at Thryi and chuckles, nodding. Oh, I sincerely doubt that anyone would mind, love. And if they do, I suspect we can quickly throw them out of the party.

Noon decides that the party is going pretty well so far.
 
Hips can't help but sway to the happy tune.
At the risk of making promises I would hope to be able to keep, I'll be wherever you need me...
And few more sips and the delicious red liquid is almost gone. Her insides are warm, like her skin from the sun.
...so far, so good, wouldn't you say? I mean, I'm sure there'll be more partygoers before long, but for now, this is very very nice...
 
They do last longer, and sometimes find their way to the internet. ;)

*Reaching back behind me to untie the strings of my bikini top.* I don't care for tan lines that look like strings. And maybe I'll take a swim after this. Your hands are nice and cool from the little dip you took. The one bad thing about a suede bikini is that it's not so good to get it wet. But Plexi did say that clothing was optional. I hope nobody minds.

Oh my not at all. Maybe you'll start a trend.
 
Oh evil woman!

*Grins as he tries to hold the wriggling rear before him, rocking his head back and forth with the music*

If you don't hold still, I might just have to slap this little rump a bit

Tis better to simply do so, and beg forgiveness later, than to warn her, and entice the behaviour further.

If indeed you want her to stop that is.

*Keen elvish ears catch all the conversation, even over the sound of the music. And as the next song comes on, it only seems right to follow instructions.....so I do, shaking my best asset.*


There is a short list of people allowed to smack, though more than a few others occasionally 'hit that', by invitation. ;) :devil:
 
Noon grins at Brit, seeing how her drink has vanished, and he quickly mixes up another for her, after he finishes his own drink. He sets her cool beverage on the bar in front of her, smiling as he leans in close to her once again. I hope to be able to cash in on that promise very shortly, he says quietly. His hand, cold from having handled cold drinks, reaches out to her arm, and he slides up and down her upper arm, gently feeling at her smooth skin. His eyes shine wickedly. I just hope you can accomodate me....

With a chuckle, he pulls out a sign that says
OPEN BAR and places it on the bar, deciding that for right now, it doesn't require his presence. It would be a shame to have a pool party where he didn't even get into the water, so he finds a table and strips off his shirt, and then pulls down his shorts to reveal his own swim suit. Then he slips underneath the shower spout to give himself a good rinse of cool water that makes him shake slightly before he turns back to Brit.

I could use some sun screen before I get in the water, sexy. I'll do your back if you will do mine. He beckons her over to join him on a lounge chair.
 
There is a short list of people allowed to smack, though more than a few others occasionally 'hit that', by invitation. ;) :devil:

Noon, knowing that he's on the pre-approved list of people allowed to smack, can hardly himself by giving her a quick smack as he walks past her, then gives her an innocent smile over his shoulder.
 
An appreciative smile as eyes rove over gradually exposed skin.
Sipping a little of her fresh drink before setting it aside she follows Noon over to the lounge chair.

But of course...would hate to see you get burned...
She moves to stand behind him, squirting some lotion onto her palms before starting to work them slowly across Noon's shoulders.
Smiling mischievously she leans closer, until bikini clad chest brushes against his back, and lets her hands slip down his chest.

Chests burn just as easily as backs you know...
 
Noon smiles, leaning back as he feels hands dragging down his bare back, rubbing in sun screen. He feels her chest against his back, and he leans further into it, enjoying the feel of her breasts moving slightly against him. Her hands wickedly reach around to strok his chest, and he turns his head slightly to look at Brit, smirking teasingly. Perhaps so, but I think I might have managed to get my chest done without the assistance.

He doesn't complain, though, but his hands reach behind him, resting on soft, smooth thighs, lightly dragging fingers up and down as he lets her hands move against his body. His fingers dance on her skin, very lightly, teasing moving against her body, just enjoying the texture of her, and the feel of her pressed close to him for now, even as his mind is on much more wicked things. He turns his head slightly and finds her neck, and his lips are lightly pressed against it as he feels her fingers moving on him, rubbing in the sun screen, dragging down to his stomach. He sighed as his tongue flicked out against her skin.
 
Noon, knowing that he's on the pre-approved list of people allowed to smack, can hardly himself by giving her a quick smack as he walks past her, then gives her an innocent smile over his shoulder.

*Giving a surprised yelp at the sudden swat, not really expecting it from an outside source, I lift up suddenly to see who is the culprit, forgetting for the moment that my top is untied, inadvertently showing more than intended, and bucking underneath Jack's massaging fingers.*

Spotting Noon's retreating smirk and wink, I know exactly who will be feeling my revenge later.
 
Maybe you could...but seeing as I already had my hands 'dirty'...I figured I might as well do it for you...

Fingers glide over his skin, rubbing the lotion into the flesh. Smiling a little wider at the feel of his hands on her thighs. A soft sigh as lips find her neck, a shiver and her body shifts a little closer.
Fingers falter at the touch of his tongue but they don't stop.
A pause to apply a little more lotion to her hands and she pulls back, hands working across the bottom of his back. Her lips press against the back of his shoulder, moving across towards his neck.
 
He sighs and nods slightly, though he chuckles even as he continues to drag his lips playfully against Brit's neck. True enough, I suppose...though if I'm to do you next, my hands will hardly remain clean. He leaves that comment obviously, intentionally vague, not bothering to clarify exactly what he's referring to. As she pulls away from him, she's out of reach of his lips, but he feels her kissing at this shoulder and the back of his neck. He grins and leans forward now, just enjoying the way she rubs at his lower back, looking forward to his chance to reciprocate. He can easily peek down her top as she leans forward to get his lower back, and that's sufficient to mostly distract him from Thyri sitting up without her top on. Mostly.
 
Oh I don't doubt that for a moment...
She murmurs in between kisses, all the while hands massaging his lower back. Eventually she runs out of flesh to cover with lotion and so, with a slightly shy smile, she moves around to stand before Noon.
...well, you're all done...
She says quietly, hips still moving to the music playing.
 
He smiles as he watches Brit sashay around in front of him, chuckling softly as he watches her. Her hips move slightly with the music, and he watches for a moment, his eyes very obviously following the motion of her thighs and crotch as she rocks slightly. He quirks his lips up thoughtfully and then drags his eyes down against her skin. He smiles. Well, I suppose I had best get to reciprocating.

Lie down.
His voice takes on a subtle tone of command, but he tries to keep it sounding casual, not wanting to appear rude. But he knows that Brit occasionally does like being told what to do. With a grin, he waits for her to lie down on her stomach, grabbing the sun screen hismelf, and he applies it to both hands before dragging them against her shoulders and neck. He moves his hand on her skin, rubbing in the lotion, smoothing into her soft body as he strokes her, moving to straddle her hips so that he rests right on top of her bum. He lets her feel the hint of his arousal pressed against her as he leans forward, moving his hands on her skin.

His eyes catch the string tying her bikini in place, one simple string in his way, and he can't help himself. As his hands drop down to it, the string is fulled, releasing the tie of her top as she lays on her stomach.
Woops, he chuckles, as his hands continue sliding down her back. He begins to reciprocate her earlier kisses by pressing his mouth against the back of her neck, pulling her hair up out of the way as his lips caress her skin, even as his hands rub her lower down. His tongue flicks out against her teasingly.

Mmm...delicious.
 
She can't hold back the excited smile that tugs her lips as she lays down as instructed. Shifting until she's comfortable, then feeling hands against her back.
Mmmm, that feels nice...
She murmurs before gasping softly as pressure lands on her rear and she feels Noon straddle her. No doubt to make the application of lotion easier.
There is a pause, very brief, in his rubbing before his hands continue and she feels the tension of her top vanish. Material going slack around her upper body.

Naughty!
She giggles as his lips proceed to kiss her back. Those that land on the back of her neck make her rear push up slightly from the lounger and against the body resting upon it, hips rocking as sensitive flesh is teased expertly by his lips.

I think you must have done this before...
 
Noon chuckles softly at Brit's words, grinning as he feels her shuddering beneath him. His hips playfully rock with hers as she wiggles beneath him, and he enjoys the feeling of her soft skin beneath his. He responds to accusation eventually. Oh, I won't lie, you're not the first female body that I've caressed thusly. I doubt I could ever get away with such a ridiculous lie.

He slides down her figure now, his hips dragging down as he's finished with her back,d ragging lower to the top curve of her ass-he slides his hips and fingers down against the curves of her figure, dipping very marginally underneath the top of her bottoms, stroking her ass, as he applies the lotion thoroughly. He covers her thoroughly, not wanting any of her precious skin burned before he's done. Then he moves down to her legs, thumbs sliding, taking his time as he moves against her soft thighs. His lips move down her back as he goes lower, kissing down the length of her spine as his soft hands stroke and massage her skin. He bends her legs up so that he can work even the bottoms of her feet, not wanting to miss a spot. He laughs as he reaches a ticklish spot.

His mouth has continue to travel down her body, and as he's massaging her ankles, finishing up with them, he finds the strings attaching the sides of her bikini bottoms in place almost directly in front of his lips. Yet again he can hardly resist, and his mouth lowers, brushing against sensitive skin as the fastening finds itself between his lips. And then he pulls his head back, slowly, untying her, removing the knot, and leaving her dangerously exposed, where a soft brush or a gust of wind could uncover her lovely ass to the warm air. His hands are traveling back up her legs, even though he's covered them already, until his fingers are massaging the insides of her her warm thighs, his body leaning over hers.


A daring outfit for you to wear to a party, I must comment. His tone is laced with pure evil as he looms over her.
 
Noon, knowing that he's on the pre-approved list of people allowed to smack, can hardly himself by giving her a quick smack as he walks past her, then gives her an innocent smile over his shoulder.

taps Thyri on the butt. and Ct darling you may hit that anytime. Ty for the lotion sorry i disappeared but i'm back for the night

*Grinning at the familiar touch, then rising up, deciding it's time to get wet. I casually toss my top aside, and shimmy out of my bottoms, stepping to the sound system to key in a favorite tune of mine, then moving to the diving board and, bouncing exactly three times, executing a simple but precise dive, slicing through the water before coming up and shaking droplets of spray in all directions form my hair.*
 
taps Thyri on the butt. and Ct darling you may hit that anytime. Ty for the lotion sorry i disappeared but i'm back for the night

Welcome back. And I think I owe you a rub down. Though I may need to go check our boards eventually. see when they are ready for fish, and of course those steaks I left marinating.

*Grinning at the familiar touch, then rising up, deciding it's time to get wet. I casually toss my top aside, and shimmy out of my bottoms, stepping to the sound system to key in a favorite tune of mine, then moving to the diving board and, bouncing exactly three times, executing a simple but precise dive, slicing through the water before coming up and shaking droplets of spray in all directions form my hair.*

*Watching in time to the music each little shift and supple bounce of a naked elf on a board. Bouncing gently before executing a perfect dive.*

Was I swimming?

*remembering*

No I was gonna rub down Plexi. That's right.

*all said with just a bit too much lust in my voice.*
 
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