My dress moves in a light ocean breeze as bare feet carry me up to the Outlook. Ordering an orange juice, I take it to the couch near the rail and sip it as I lean back and look out over the water.
Calm and soothing...all that's missing is some company...
I wake up against the rail, an empty glass nestled in my lap, my hair gently tousled from the incessant sea breeze. Stretching, I wave over a server and ask for another juice, my eyes moving out across the sea and bringing a smile to my lips.
A pretty amazing view to wake up to...
Looks up at the lady who has suddenly appeared before me. "Oh, did you here me rambling to myself again? I do that..." Stands up and offers my hand. "Nice to meet you. For now, just call me Patrick."
"Ah, thanks." Sits quietly next to you. "I just came back to the SRP place after a LOOOONG break. I'm in PMs with one or two people debating potential thread ideas, but no nibbles yet. I tend to get fewer roles than most do but can be known to make it worth my partner's time..." Smiles at Brit as I lean back and relax. "I wanted to return a while ago, but I got busy and any time I poked my head in, drama followed. I finally decided to go for a new name." Looking you over, slowly taking in the sight before me with a smirk of approval. "I'll spare you any of the boring details, but hopefully I can enjoy this place at a bit more of a leisurely pace this time. Thanks for saying hello."
I lean back against the rail, curling legs up under me, the blue fabric of the dress bunching around my thighs slightly in the process, listening attentively.
Well I hope your ideas turn into threads for you...
Another sip of my juice, eyes looking at him over the rim of my glass, blushing a little as I see his eyes move lower than my face for a while.
...and that you get to enjoy yourself this time...
I lower the glass to my lap and let my eyes do some appreciative wandering of their own.
"Why thank you. I enjoyed myself last time too, until the drama set in. But hey, shit happens, right?" Smirking just barely to myself as I notice your wandering eyes even as you blush. "I have a feeling that these first few may not pan out just yet, but I am sure that in time... Do you do any SRPs?" I lean back again, with my hands behind my head as I scoot a bit closer.
He had not been here for a long time, but it suited his mood today. It had been very mild today, not as cold as it had been, and it was perhaps the last spike of warm weather he might see this year. Which made him want to visit the Outlook. He grabbed a seat, glancing out at the ocean for a minute, the distant horizon, as he put on some music. Some jazz music for now, playing the background. Is it mood music? No, it just suits the mood he is in at the moment.
He settled down, sipping on a glass of water. An invitation has been extended. Would it be answered? That remained to be seen. He worse a coy smile as he stretched out his legs, leaning back in his chair.
*wandering through the night she came upon a lovely beach house. Pausing she could hear soft music drifting from within, she tilted her head to hear better and tried to place the music. With a soft shrug she dismissed it and checked the adress, looking for a sign or something. Finding what she needed and that this was indeed the place she checked her outfit
Her hands raised to pat her hair, pulled back from her face and coifed behind her head with elegant Amethyst studded combs. She was wearing a long deep purple dress so dark it blended in perfectly with the night. Her hand fluttered down to touch the amethyst necklace dipping low into her cleavage setting of her pale skin in a lovely fashion. The dress had tight sleves that clung to her elbows before flaring out in lonng triangular swoops of fabric. The dress itself clung to her curves, elegant and yet revealing, the skirt pooling about her feet hiding the heels she wore below it, the back of the dress dipping low to just before the swell of her heart shaped ass.
With a deep breath she walked up to the door, opened it, and stepped inside, pausing.
He smiled as he heard the door open, amused that she had come in the front door. He went to meet her there, smiling as he paused to assess her outfit. She was incredibly lovely. Still wearing his coy grin, he walked straight up to her and smiled, leaning down to kiss her cheek."It's good to see you again, my Lady. I thought you might appreciate to sit outside for a bit, since it such a warm night."
He reached up to run his hands through her hair, admiring how well done it was, before he offered her his hand. He escorted her out back to the large balcony, and showed her to a large, padded couch, sitting down next to her.
*she couldn't help the shy smile that came to her lips upon seeing Noon followed by the flush that suffused her cheeks as he leaned down to kiss her cheek.* My such a gentleman tonight......* She looked down at the floor as he played with her hair, loving that he took the time to notice, and she couldn't help but wonder where this invite might lead. She took his hand and allowed him to lead her out, she smoothed her skirt down and underneath her as she sat where he indicated, looking out and up at the star studded night.*
Oh its lovely.......and my evening has been passable, it is much more pleasent now though *she gave him a coy smile, for once flirting back with him*
He smiled back at her, noticing the coy smile she gave him. interesting that she was a bit more out-going this evening. He paused to look at the starts as well, and then he glanced back to her face, nodding."Yes, it's lovely indeed."His eyes glimmer wickedly as he glanced down at her chest, studying the necklace she wore for a moment.
"Hmmm, I like this."He gave a quick grin as he reached down to lift it up closer to examine it, even though it was just a poorly-disguised excuse to slide his hand brazenly across the topsides of her breasts, revealed by her plunging neckline. He held his hand there for a moment, letting a finger graze teasingly against her skin before he looked up to her face, hungrily, his hands still on her.
"Can I get you something to drink?"he asks quietly.
*she was rewarded as his eyes took on that wicked light that made her heart thump, feeling it pound harder as he looked down at her chest. His comment was left open ended as he picked up the weight of her necklace, one finger teasing her. She leaned forward, supposedly so that he could see better, but truthfully she was wanting to give him a little show, though a slow flush started to rise that she was being so bold.
Then he looked up at her and her pounding heart skipped a beat. She admired his ability to keep his voice still as he spoke, all she could do, not daring to speak, was to give a slow shake of her head*
He smiled as he saw a flush in her cheeks. How charmingly shy she was, even in being brazen. He watched the shake of her head and kept his eyes on her face for a moment before he accepted unspoken offer, peeking down the top of her dress. He admired the better view he had of her breasts, smirking, before he licked his lips meaningfully. he then leaned closer to her, breathing deeply.
"Well, I'm just glad to finally get the opportunity to..."his eyes flashed,"get to know you better."He slid over closer to her, and then his arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her against him, in a quick motion. He was going to need to cure her of this shyness. He had one rather...harsh....method in mind. It would prove to be a great deal of fun, though, as a grin split his face.
"Anything...at all...that I can get you?"he whispered, as he lowered his mouth down to the side of her neck, brushing his lips playfully against her earlobe. He flicked it teasingly with his tongue.
*Rose's flush deepend as she saw his eyes dip down to her breasts, as she breathed in deep making them thrust out her nipples pressing against the silken fabric of her dress and begining to sensitize her. Seeing his tongue peek out she felt her nipples harden more at the thought of the moist heat of his mouth trapping it. She was so glad he wasn't looking into her eyes as the thought flashed across them and she bit her lip to hide her response at the naughty thought.
His words snapped her back to the present, and suddenly she was in the shelter of his arm, slid across the seat as she gasped in surpised, wide violet eyes flying to his face, delicate pink lips oppening in a soft "o" of surprise.
The question he asked, so deliciously open ended, how she wished she could be a little harlot and answer him boldy. She knew much of what she wanted from him.....she could sense that he would provide what she wanted.....but she knew she couldn't ask for it.
Instead she whimpered as her earlobe was flicked, the line of her neck exposed to him as her hands softly clenched the silk of her skirt*
He heard the soft sound she made, half shock and half pleasure. She whimpered slightly as she tilted away, exposing her neck for him, vulnerable, and tempting...and he was not one to pass up such things. His lips lowered down against her soft skin, nibbling on it. His lips and tongue exploring the soft flesh. He felt her breathing heavily, her breasts heaving against his shoulder, and he noticed her hands clenching tightly on her skirt.
"You are quite delicious."He licked his lips, as his teeth brushed across her skin, and then moved his mouth back up her neck, then kissed against her chin, and her nose...and then he claimed her lips, cupping the back of her head, smothering her mouth as he held her into it. She responded well enough as he slid his tongue into her parted lips, tracing his tongue against hers. The hand he was using to cup her head was trailing up and down her side, fingers walking across her figure.
*she had the briefest warning, long enough for her body to tense as the warmth of his breath caressed her skin before she felt the hot moist pressure of his lips to her and she sighed, her body relaxing into him. Everytime he nibbled she twitched softly, loving the feel of teeth, hopign he'd give her what she wanted and bite her hard, she whimpered low in her throat, a whine of loss as he pulled away to speak.
Even though what he said made her shift in her seat, she hoped she would get what she needed tonight, and she could feel that need building. She couldn't help but wonder if it was building for him to....and it would require just the softest movement of her hand to check, moving over from her leg to his....but she couldn't do it, so instead she clenched the slik tighter.
*A moan was wrenched out as his lips hit hers, claiming her so possesively, and she responded, arching her body towards his, feeling his hand roam her body hardeing her nipples more, pressing them into his warmth as his tongue swept inside and she could taste him, clean and fresh and utterly male*
He was taking his time with her, wanting to stroke the fires up until they were a roaring flame. And if she were to glow too hot and burn him? Even better.
She arced her body to him. He turned her toward him, pulling her against him, her berasts being squeezed against his chest. He could feel her hardened nipples protruding through her dress, sliding against his chest. His hand on her side slides down to her hip, and cups against it, before he moves down to slide against her thigh. The hand on the back of her head cups down into a fist, gripping her hair, giving a pull-he has a good memory of that.
He listened to her moan, swallowing the sound in his mouth. He kissed her harder, deeper, taking what he wanted, and his tongue began to teasingly thrust into her mouth, an imitation of what his mind imagines doing to her body later. He moved against her. It was subtle, a rocking, but it was accompanied by his hand pressing against her thigh, squeezing, and his hips pressing down against hers, enough for her to detect the trace of his hard arousal pressing against her through his clothes.
He pulled her hair again, wrenching her lips out of the kiss, and listened as her cry punctuated the nighttime sounds of the ocean.
*She felt him twist her as she bowed upwards, she loved how he responded to the light movements of her body. As his hand slid down her body her breathing stoped for a moment, wondering where it was going but she could barely think with his hot mouth on hers. Feeling him cup and grasp her hip she rolled it subtly into his hand, an invoulentary invitation before his hand traced its way to her silk clad thigh, her hands twin fists together over her crotch, gripping her skirt and preventing him from going anywhere near her inner thighs or groin.
Then pain exploded in her head, a soft sweet pain that made her cry out, as she realized he'd pulled her hair her hips twitched again. Then he changed the rhythm of the kiss and she melted against him, body soft and pliant as she silently begged for more, getting closer and closer to what she wanted, rapidly loosing control of her body, longing for things she shouldn't long for.
Then she realized that he was moving too, his hips this time, against her arching his hips up against her arm she could feel something hard pressing her and realized that she was indeed having an effect on him. Just as he pulled her hair again, this time hard enough she screamed softly, the sound going to the sky as he pulled out of the kiss. She clenched her thighs together tightly, flexing under his hand as she shieled the font of her desire*
Oh God! * She looked at him with heat plain in her violet eyes, pleading with him, asking him for something she couldn't yet name*
He recognized the look in her eyes, the silent heat behind them. He cocked a grin at her, roguishly, as he felt her body quivering against his. His lips pressed down against her throat again, lips and tongue moving against her skin. Then he dragged his teeth across her body, and bit into her, lightly, long enough for the imprint of his teeth to sink in. Then eh bit her again, on the other side of her neck, leaving a pair of teeth imprints on her neck. His breathing was hot, the air flowing down against her, as he glanced below to her breasts.
The hand on the back of her hed let go of her hair for the moment, and it began to trace down her bare back, feeling the smooth skin of her spine, tracing down below to the small of her back, where the dress resumed just high enough to keep her decency.
He has no respect for decency at the moment.
His hand lifts up on her hip and cups at her ass, squeezing the curve of it in his palm, even giving a playful smack before he begins caressing it. His lips delve lower on her chest, finding the top curve of her breasts. His tongue traces along them, his lips kissing hungrily as he eyes her nipples straining for release. He lowers his mouth down to the edge of the fabric, then kisses against her chest through it...and his mouth wraps around a nipple which is straining against the silken material. He holds it there for a second...before he graces it teeth along it.
*The grin he gave melted her, leaving the hot molten feeling inside her pooling between her thighs and she knew she was getting damp, shifting softly in her seat she could feel the slickness on her thighs slide against one another.
As he leaned down to torment her with the delicious heat of her mouth she offered herself up to meet him, hands still clenched tightly in her skirt. Feeling his teeth run over her flesh she trembled, and then at long last he bit and and hissed a soft "yessss" as he did so, holding it long enough to mark her before moving to the other side. She felt the heat inside intensify as he chose to mark her, arousing her further, she thought she might go mad and explode from needs crashing within her.
She made a soft mewling noise as his hand explored the delicate curve of her bare back she was so pleased to feel skin against skin.
She was needing so much right now, and then his hand grasped her ass, she felt it slide between the couch and her as he half lifted her to gasp at her. His toying smack was ment with another soft cry, her lips full and red, gorged with blood as she looked down into his eyes, still silently pleading for more.
The his mouth was at her breast and she stopped thinking, cried out as at last the heat of his mouth was upon her, before she knew it there were teeth scraping and that just aroused her further tearing a plea from her mouth*
Her cry shattered the night, the sound filling the quiet, the near silence, that was otherwise punctuated only by waves crashing against the shore. He grinned inwardly as he felt her body writhing more and more, her need spilling over into her body, filling her up, cranking her arousal to dangerous levels. Then it had erupted from her mouth in a desperate cry...well, that was the first step he'd had in mind.
His lips continued to abuse the hard nipple through the fabric of her dress, before he pulled his mouth away, looking up at her. He had her neatly trapped against his body now, feeling her soft warmth pressing against him. He swallowed slowly, eyes pooling with desire as he studied her. His lips curled up wickedly, and he gave her a cruel grin. He let his hips wriggle against her playfully for a second, letting her feel his arousal, before he leaned up to give her lips a quick kiss. His teeth sank into her lip, a soft bite, before he pulled back.
"Please what?" He knew he wouldn't get an answer, as she looked into his face silently, pleading. He growled...low, hungrily, dangerously as he studied her. He then carefully extricated himself from her body, rising to his feet, and offering a hand if she wanted up.
"Perhaps we should go inside...for now. You might find it more comfortable." He had to suppress at that...he actually doubted that "comfort" would be at all the appropriate term. He had a surprise or two in store for her.