Welcome to Hell.

He smirks thoughtfully.

Good night, he says to the empty air, before he slips away to his bed.
 
-= Slinks in through a side tunnel or walkway or some path wearing another sun dress, but this one is black and three inch heels on feet because let's face it heels on a woman makes the legs look good. Walking up to the bar she slides up on a barstool and with a tap of her finger on the counter a glass of red wine appears. She isn't expecting to meet anyone tonight, but should someone happen she'd enjoy a bit of conversation.=-
 
Noon grins as he casually slides onto a barstool adjacent Sia. He grins at her, glancing down at her figure and then back up at her eyes, admiring her dress. He nodded teasingly as he pulled out a wine glass for himself, taking a quick sip as he studied her. Well, good evening to you, Sia. You look ravishing tonight He grinned at her wickedly, and allowed his tongue teasingly to slide out against his lips.

How are you doing tonight?
 
-= Sia's brow raises as Noon appears her smile a greeting in itself. Picking up the wine glass she takes a sip.=- Good evening, Noon. I'm doing well and yourself?

-= Turning on the stool she faces him leaning her side against the edge of the counter as fingertips tap against the round base of the wine glass. =-
 
He smiled back at her, slightly amused with himself. He took another sip of his wine, and suddenly found his eyes fixed on her fingers as she traced the base of her wineglass, for some reason. Slowly, he lifted his eyes back up to her face, and then shrugged.

Well it's a pleasure to see you, of course. Though it would be better if the hour were not already so regretfully late. He shrugged helplessly, but he turned toward her, so that his knee was brushing against hers.

As for me, I was feeling a bit down, earlier, but I think I'm over it for now. Just something silly that wrecked my mood for a while. I think I'll survive.

So how was your day? Was it as lovely as you are?
 
-=Offering a nod of agreement she lets out a side and picks up the wine glass to
take another, a smile touching her lips as their knees brush together. =-

Yes, the time is waning... for tonight. -= she smiles slightly then reaches out to pat his knee gently. =- I'm glad you feeling better... anything you feel like talking about? I've been told I'm a good listener.

-= she rolls her shoulders in a shrug.=- My day started out with a headache and was stressful, but that's fairly typical. In all it wasn't a bad day.
 
He chuckled as she reached out to pat his thigh, then shook his head. Nah, there's nothing worth talking about. My sports team just got eliminated in the playoffs. There was a ridiculously, awful bad call that might have cost them the game right at the end. But it's silly, and I'm over it. These sports teams play every year, I'm told. He grinned and then reached out to slide his hand to pat HER knee, only it was more like her thigh, and it was more stroking and teasing than patting.

Well, I'm glad you no longer have a headache...at least, I hope you don't. He smiled playfully. Unfortunate that time is waning for tonight, or I might have shown you a few cures I have for headaches.

He nodded wickedly before he stood and then slipped around her, then rests his hands on her shoulders, rubbing gently, fingers stroking against her shoulders, back, and neck.
 
-= She nods knowing and stifles a yawn wishing it was earlier in the night. A smile touches her lips as he hand brushes her thigh. Yes, she definitely wishes there was more time. =- I can understand your disappointment... I can be competitive myself.

-= When he moves behind and his hands begin to massage her shoulder and top of her back she lets out a sigh and leans her head forward, relaxing and slightly melting. Oh, now she'd really want to sleep!=- Mmm... I find it mildly amusing how many times I've been offered headache advice. Then again, some of those times was blatant previness.

-=Reach behind she gently scratches her nails against his outer thigh and teases him.=- though I'm sure you're only trying to be helpful.
 
He chuckled. Oh of course, I'm certainly just trying to be helpful. How wicked of you to assume that there are any ulterior motives behind my offering. I only have the most pure of motives. He smiled as he rubbed her shoulders...the actions really just serving as an excuse to put his fingers on her bare skin as she leaned forward. He slide his thumbs in toward her neck, rubbing them at a knot at the base of it.

Pure works in the sense of "pure selfishness," doesn't it? He chuckled again as he felt her fingers brushing against his thigh, her nails making him respond in a slightly ticklsh fashion. He gave a quick grunt and tried to hold still as her fingers moved on his pants, and then leaned in to kiss the back of her neck quickly, his mouth lightly brushing against her skin.

Yes, too bad it is not earlier. However, time flows like a river, so another day shall be here soon enough...followed by another. So i suspect we'll find the time, eventually.

He couldn't help but to reach around in front of her, wickedly tracing the outline of her breast through the fabric of her dress.
 
-= She laughs. =- I have no doubt of your sincerity in helping me feel better and if they gain a little pleasure for yourself in the process I see that as a win for both of us.

-= she turns her head slightly to look at him as her fingertips squeeze his thigh, nails pressing through his pants. A bit a teasing before skipping off to bed.=-

Yes, another time... though these brief interludes are quite enjoyable. -= Turning around on the barstool she presses both hands to his chest lightly pressing back as she slides off the stool, feet hitting the ground, all the while her eyes are looking up at him. Reachin up, lips press to his in a simple sweet kiss, which lingers for a few seconds. Mummuring against his lips.=- I do hope we'll have a bit time again soon to continue teasing... and perhaps more.
 
He returns the kiss, sighing softly, enjoying the back and forth teasing. He kisses her back, enjoying the taste of her mouth, but knowing that it's time to go. He holds her for a second, nibbling on he rlips, lingering as she ran her nails along his thigh, and then nodded. Yes...sometime, eventually. We'll have to move beyond the teasing. But I do agree that it's time for some of us to find bed.

He stretched out his arms, yawned, and nodded. Good night, Lit.
 
Mmm... yes, sometime soon. -= she wraps her arms aroudn him to give him a gentle squeeze and then slips away with a wave. =- Sleep well.
 
He's back in Hell, again, the comforting warmth around him. He has another glass of wine already in hand as he stretches out his legs, his eyes falling shut for a second. He's tired, sure, but it's a comfortable tiredness that helps him relax as he sips his wine. He takes a bit of a strawberry with his other hand as he props his foot up, smirking to himself thoughtfully. He licked his lips and then leaned his head back against the wall.
 
-=After a long day sometimes one needs to stretch out and unwind with or without a drink though she typically enjoys at least a glass of wine. The couch is her usual spot and this is wear she appears, sitting cross legged, purple tank top and blank jeans; short layers swept back by a headband. The glass of wine is already in her hand and she looks around to find a familiar face. Greeting Noon with a smile before speaking softly.=- Evening Noon.
 
Drags Sia down to Hell with him, grinning wickedly as he does. His hands rest on her hips and he pulls her down, so that she lands resting on his lap, her legs straddling him. He smirks up at her, not bothering to appear at all apologetic about the immodesty, before he leans in to nibble on her lips again. He leans back slightly, pulling on her hips to drag her up tighter into his lap until she's sitting right astride his crotch, and then he kisses at her mouth teasingly, but hungrily, sighing. His tongue finds hers and plays with it for a few moments before he pulls his mouth away, lips wet with moisture.

Mmmm..... he smiles. So how are you tonight? One hand reaches up and begins to stroke lightly through her hair.
 
Drags Sia down to Hell with him, grinning wickedly as he does. His hands rest on her hips and he pulls her down, so that she lands resting on his lap, her legs straddling him. He smirks up at her, not bothering to appear at all apologetic about the immodesty, before he leans in to nibble on her lips again. He leans back slightly, pulling on her hips to drag her up tighter into his lap until she's sitting right astride his crotch, and then he kisses at her mouth teasingly, but hungrily, sighing. His tongue finds hers and plays with it for a few moments before he pulls his mouth away, lips wet with moisture.

Mmmm..... he smiles. So how are you tonight? One hand reaches up and begins to stroke lightly through her hair.

She does fight as he drags willing and wanting, a giggle tumbles from her lips. Straddling his lap her hands rest on his shoulders, playing with the fabric of shirt as he nibbles at her lips. More giggles. Dark eyes are serious enjoying the fun, sliding her hands down his chest their lips meet, she grinds her hips against him, feeling the bulge and sighs against his lis. There's a question, and presses her lips firm to his till he pulls away. I'm fine, thanks... And how are you? *resting her head on his shoulder she beings so tease the skin of neck.*
 
He chuckles to her casual response, matching the tone of his own question. His smile reaches his eyes as he looks at hers, the wickedness beneath each pair of eyes finding the other. He nods slightly as her lips slide over and begin teasing his neck, feeling her fingers on his shoulders, playing with his shirt, her hips pressing down against the bulge of his crotch. His slacks do little to hide it at the moment, especially as she grinds down against it and makes it even more firm and responsive to her touches. He gives a slight groan and then growls at her again, playfully.

I'm actually doing really well, thanks. It's been an overall pleasant day. He nods as he sits up straighter, leaning into her, pressing his chest against her so that he can feel the outline of her breasts pressing against him. One hand rests on her hip, fingers lightly stroking at the skin beneath her clothes even as he drags his other hand to slide through her hair, cupping the back of her scalp as she presses her lips into his neck. He tilts his head slightly to give her more access, fingers stroking her head and hair as she leans into him. He sighs softly, feeling her teasing his skin. His other hand slowly slides around behind her to cup around the curve of her bum, lightly squeezing it in his grasp, enjoying the lovely shape of her ass.

Though things are even now looking up. He chuckled softly and then playfully swatted at her ass.
 
He chuckles to her casual response, matching the tone of his own question. His smile reaches his eyes as he looks at hers, the wickedness beneath each pair of eyes finding the other. He nods slightly as her lips slide over and begin teasing his neck, feeling her fingers on his shoulders, playing with his shirt, her hips pressing down against the bulge of his crotch. His slacks do little to hide it at the moment, especially as she grinds down against it and makes it even more firm and responsive to her touches. He gives a slight groan and then growls at her again, playfully.

I'm actually doing really well, thanks. It's been an overall pleasant day. He nods as he sits up straighter, leaning into her, pressing his chest against her so that he can feel the outline of her breasts pressing against him. One hand rests on her hip, fingers lightly stroking at the skin beneath her clothes even as he drags his other hand to slide through her hair, cupping the back of her scalp as she presses her lips into his neck. He tilts his head slightly to give her more access, fingers stroking her head and hair as she leans into him. He sighs softly, feeling her teasing his skin. His other hand slowly slides around behind her to cup around the curve of her bum, lightly squeezing it in his grasp, enjoying the lovely shape of her ass.

Though things are even now looking up. He chuckled softly and then playfully swatted at her ass.


Happy to hear... *She presses against him, her hands sliding down his sides as her breaths rises hers chest; she shutters. Leaning her head against his shoulder she gently kisses his neck then nibbles. Nuzzling closer the tip of her tongut presses against his skin, her breath warm.* My day is looking a mite better as well.
 
He feels the warmth of her breath and the softness of her tongue pressing against his neck, making him moan softly. The responses of her body are not lost on him, not the feel of her shuddering against him slightly, nor the slight increase of her breath as she presses her chest into his. He grins, feeling her fingers on his hips, just barely avoiding being ticklish against him with their current contact. he takes a breath and then chuckles softly as he presses a hand down against her leg, fingers dragging against her soft thigh. He looks into her eyes wickedly as his hand slides up beneath her skirt, determined to figure out what kind of undergarments she's wearing...if any at all. Then his mouth dips down to the junction of her neck and shoulder, nibbling on her skin.

His mouth closes on her skin, sucking on it softly before he runs his teeth against her. His hips are pressed against her, letting her feel the full length of his hard cock beneath his slacks. He encourages her fingers to hook down beneath his shirt, waiting for her to just peel it off of him. In the meantime, he sighs, his hand sliding up to her chest to cup her breast, holding the outline of it through her clothes, his fingers moving against it teasingly.


Hmmm, things are definitely looking better.... He feels the outline of her nipple against his fingertips, teasing it.
 
He feels the warmth of her breath and the softness of her tongue pressing against his neck, making him moan softly. The responses of her body are not lost on him, not the feel of her shuddering against him slightly, nor the slight increase of her breath as she presses her chest into his. He grins, feeling her fingers on his hips, just barely avoiding being ticklish against him with their current contact. he takes a breath and then chuckles softly as he presses a hand down against her leg, fingers dragging against her soft thigh. He looks into her eyes wickedly as his hand slides up beneath her skirt, determined to figure out what kind of undergarments she's wearing...if any at all. Then his mouth dips down to the junction of her neck and shoulder, nibbling on her skin.

His mouth closes on her skin, sucking on it softly before he runs his teeth against her. His hips are pressed against her, letting her feel the full length of his hard cock beneath his slacks. He encourages her fingers to hook down beneath his shirt, waiting for her to just peel it off of him. In the meantime, he sighs, his hand sliding up to her chest to cup her breast, holding the outline of it through her clothes, his fingers moving against it teasingly.


Hmmm, things are definitely looking better.... He feels the outline of her nipple against his fingertips, teasing it.

The giggle is playful as his fingers explore her body, a small moan follows and her hips grind down against him. Their contact brings on the passion, the lust - another moan. Reacting to his touch, feeling the hard length held in check by his slack she teases again, a long hard roll of her hips. Nipples grow hard beneath his touch, longing to have pinched and sucked. bring her fingers to the top button of his shirt it's undone. Dipping her head she kisses the small square of exposed skin. Another button and another kiss. And grind of her hips. Down then up her soft lips press to collar bone, teeth then lightly graze. Her hands run over his exposed chest to push the fabric of his skirt away and her lips find his shoulder, a kiss and nibble.

Sitting back she looks down at the small summer dress before gathering the material in both hands and gathers it up before it up over head to reveal her body, which is covered in a white cotton bra and lace panties.
 
He smiles and sighs, feeling the touch of her hands and lips agains this shirt. His hand had made it far enough beneath her skirt to find the outline of her lacy panties, and he wickedly stroked a finger against the length of her sex before she stood up to remove her summer dress. Even as he watched her peeling it off, he was sliding his hands out of the sleeves of his shirt, sliding it off of him to bare him from the waist up. He then smiled at her. His cock was already rock hard in his pants from the teasing way she'd drawn her hips and crotch against it, from the way her lips had teased his skin. He licked his lips for a moment, studying her body, the moved quickly.

His hand pressed into her hip and then scooped her up, turning her, and then tossing her lengthwise down onto the couch even as he rose off of it. Another second and he was sliding down on top of her body.
Mmmmm.... He chuckled as he leaned down to kiss her lips invitingly, his tongue caressing them. His hips pressed down on top of hers, his leg parting hers as he pressed the outline of his cock right down against her the outline of her sex. He was savoring the lips for the moment, enjoying the warm taste of her in his mouth as he pushed his body on top of hers.

Seems I have you just where I want you. He perked a playful eyebrow at her and then wickedly slide hi shand down between her thighs, cupping the outline of her pussy through her panties. He was holding it even as he leaned down, kissing along the line of her shoulders. His lips were hot and wet as he dragged them down the curve of her shoulders and over her chest, until his tongue traced right down the line of her cleavage, sliding between her breasts. His eyes looked up at her wickedly.

Now...what to do with you first...? He smiled, pondering, continuing to let his lips lazily move against the swell of her chest, enjoying the feeling of her soft, supple skin on his mouth, as his fingers began to wickedly tease her sex through her undergarments.
 
She let out a surprised scream as he tosses her down on the couch her eyes watching him expectantly. Her lips part against him the tip of her tongue sliding along his lower lip. Wrapping her legs around his hips their bodies press together, grind and want. She tries to keep her impatience under wraps.

Have me... where you want me? Eyesbrows raise as she looks at him and then lowers to eyes as their lips meet in another kiss, one she savors, she squirms playfully wiggling her hips against his hard length as he presses against her body. Yes... it appears you do.

Reaching up she grazes her teeth against his chest, fingers sliding against his shoulder and up through is hair. A soft groan as his lips travel her body to her breasts, nipples hard, poking through the bra. Another gasp as his fingers tease, threatening to slip beneath the barrier of panties. What to do with her? She had an idea. One she whispers. Fuck me.
 
He chuckles as he enjoys teasing her. His hand is cupped against her pussy, and he can feel the wetness slightly seeping through the material, as the firmness of her nipples are blushing up through the material of her bra. He chuckles softly and then glances up at her eyes, with a wink. Fuck you? Yes...all in due time. A wickedly laugh, then. His hand pulls away from her crotch to reach down to his slacks. He slides them loose, freeing them from his hips and then pushing down his legs, then kicking them off his ankles.

Hell being what it was, he then gave a quick snap of his fingers. The couch slowly began to change, transforming, tilting to the right slightly before settling down. It was suddenly a wide bed in the middle of the room, with soft sheets. He chuckled and smirked at her, shrugging playfully.
It's certainly more comfortable. He feels her long, lovely legs entangled around his waist still, and he allows her to draw his hips down against hers. it's a wicked tease now, just his thing shorts against her lacy panties keeping their bodies from joining. He is quite content to remain a wicked tease, of course.

Noon slides one hand down behind her ass to cup it in his palm, squeezing the shape of it, even as his hips begin to slowly drag back and forth against her crotch, letting her feel the full length of his cock dragging against the outline of her pussy. He doesn't respond to her request to fuck her, no not yet. His mouth is back on her breasts, and then his teeth are on her bra...he drags the material down, gripping it, pulling it off of her chest, slowly, dragging downward. He can feel her nipple brushing against his cheek, dragging outward, before he slips it down, and her breasts are freed. He undoes the clasp one handed, letting it fall loose, and then his mouth is on her tits. Lips wrap around her nipple, nibbling on it, then sucking, tongue swirling as the tastes the lovely buds inside of his mouth.

Hips twist wickedly down into hers, hungrily, making him moan, making him nearly pant with excitement as his hard cock shudders. Wanting so much to just slide forward and slip inside of her, but being prevented by the present barriers. He continues to use his hips to pin hers into place, though, keeping her pinned down beneath him, her pussy trapped beneath his cock. His eyes are hungry, wanting, and yet, pure evil as he looks up at her face while sucking on her tit. He even gives her a swat on the ass to make her hips squirm more, delighting in the feeling of her beneath him...inwardly laughing.
 
Breathing a little deeper as he teases she looks from side to side as the couch morphs into a bed. A smile creeps across her lips, yes it is much more comfortable. Stretching out beneath her hands reaching to his hips, fingertips sliding beneath the waistband. He needs to be free of these of pants. Even as he removes her bra to tease the nipple with his lips. Moaning she shutters beneath him. The desire growing stronger.

Bending her knees she raises her hips and grinds against him, squirming and needing more. Slipping her hands between their bodies fingers fumble till his pants are unbuttoned and she is pushing them along with boxers from his hips. Pausing only to give him a chance to lift his hips high enough.
 
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Typically when she makes her entrance into Hell she's clothed, but dressing seems a little silly for this occasion. Stark naked and drying quickly from the excessive warmth she settles on her favorite couch, legs tucked up to the side. A snap of her fingers and glass of ice water appears in her hand, the ice cubes won't last long.
 
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