The Outlook

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Hey! I have a ravenous lion on my hands. Or is that in my hands? *adjusts her halo*

He chuckles at her and then winks. "Well, so long as your hands aren't being utilized as a part of the devil's workshop." He grins almost ferally and then reaches over to tousle her hair.
 
He chuckles at her and then winks. "Well, so long as your hands aren't being utilized as a part of the devil's workshop." He grins almost ferally and then reaches over to tousle her hair.

O.O ohhh, I forgot about that. *she swats at him playfully*
 
He smiled at her, winking as he nodded in agreement. "Yes, quite certainly. It really makes a big difference." He chuckles at her, watching her thoughtfully for a moment. He leans over to kiss her cheek softly and then glances around.

"Hmm, where did everyone else go?" His hand reaches over and rests innocently her lap.

*Smiling appreciatively at the kiss, leaning a little closer against his shoulder. When I feel his hand settle in my naked lap, I pointedly look down at it, taking it in my own, entwining my fingers through his to make sure he behaves, but not removing the hand from it's warm resting place, smirking knowingly.

Why, Noon, are you checking to see if there will be witnesses?
 
O.O ohhh, I forgot about that. *she swats at him playfully*

He grins and lets her swat him, not making any move at swatting back.

*Smiling appreciatively at the kiss, leaning a little closer against his shoulder. When I feel his hand settle in my naked lap, I pointedly look down at it, taking it in my own, entwining my fingers through his to make sure he behaves, but not removing the hand from it's warm resting place, smirking knowingly.

Why, Noon, are you checking to see if there will be witnesses?

He looks down at Thyri's hand squeezing his, understanding her purpose, making him only grin wider as he looks back at her. But he makes no move to extricate it from her grip or cause any further mischief. "Yes, of course I was checking. It would be such a shame if there were no witnesses."

He smiles.
 
He grins and lets her swat him, not making any move at swatting back.



He looks down at Thyri's hand squeezing his, understanding her purpose, making him only grin wider as he looks back at her. But he makes no move to extricate it from her grip or cause any further mischief. "Yes, of course I was checking. It would be such a shame if there were no witnesses."

He smiles.

*Giggles, my eyes twinkling in merriment.*

Someone must see to the historical record of your awesomeness, is that it! It would be a pity if nobody were available to chronicle your daring exploits. Why, one might have to pen their own memoirs, embellished or not. :D
 
*Giggles, my eyes twinkling in merriment.*

Someone must see to the historical record of your awesomeness, is that it! It would be a pity if nobody were available to chronicle your daring exploits. Why, one might have to pen their own memoirs, embellished or not. :D

He nods back at her giggling, winking playfully. "Oh, perhaps I must. But I don't think that my sense of honor would allow me the opportunity to embellish even in the slightest. I do have principles." He chuckles, and rolls his eye at the thought.
 
He nods back at her giggling, winking playfully. "Oh, perhaps I must. But I don't think that my sense of honor would allow me the opportunity to embellish even in the slightest. I do have principles." He chuckles, and rolls his eye at the thought.

*Eyes twinkling, a suppressed yawn beginning to try to take over my features though I fight it.

You wouldn't have to embellish much, would you. ;)
 
Heh heh heh *sitting in a lounger, pondering the idea of sexy twin sisters, one a warrior and the other a schoolteacher*
 
Heh heh heh *sitting in a lounger, pondering the idea of sexy twin sisters, one a warrior and the other a schoolteacher*

*pings a peanut off his head with a grin from the ether* Raven... you're such a slut. Adore you.. but damn *goes off with a snicker*
 
I arrive at the Outlook interior and walk over to the bar. Grabbing a drink, I walk out onto the pier, take a seat at a chair, and look out at the ocean.
 
*Wandering seaward, my footsteps take me to the Outlook. Descending to the beach, enjoying the feel of the sand on my bare feet, toes sinking in, I walk towards the water as it beckons me. The sea breeze caresses my skin like a lover. In past visits, I've had to take off my dress and leave it on the beach somewhere. It wold always get sand in it. But no more. Mistress wants me nude and ready for Her at all times. There are some advantages to it. No sand in my dress now. I just have to watch where I sit. I'm in no mood to try to make a pearl today! Besides, that's a business for oysters, not clams, isn't it?

Reaching the water's edge, the cool wetness tickling my feet for just a moment before I wade right in. It's been too long since I got good and wet. It's time I remedied that. Plunging in when the water reaches waist deep, my powerful strokes carry me out into the surf where I let the swells lift and move me gently on the bosom of Mother Ocean. Ah! This is the feeling I've been waiting for! The rhythm is natural, like fucking slowly, languorously, in the arms of slow gentle lover. I close my eyes and enjoy it, letting the waves have their way with me. My mind soon turns to more elicit thoughts as I lose myself in the fantasy the experience hints at.

Thoughts of my various friends and acquaintances here on Lit flit through my mind, one after another. Luna, Cait, Mistress, Sister, Nina, Vail, my Fae cousin, Illiana, Tina, Asa, Yeishia, Scarletnym, Neko.....Some are friends, some are lovers, some would be if they were willing..... And then there are the men; Noon, Gladiator, Fr33k, Veroe...other friends too. Ah, if any of them were here now....:heart:
 
Noon was sipping at a glass of ice water, languishing slightly in the heat, as he entered the Outlook. The shade helped, as did the fans, but the heatwave that had crept up and buried him was taking its toll. He was glad to be home, glad that he was not trapped in a car for 8 hours of driving, and he was determined to relax today, as much as the heat would allow. He glanced at his threads, and saw minimal activity over the past couple of days. He perused them quickly, before he strode to the rail and glanced down at the water.

Looking down at the beach, he eventually caught sight, in the instance, of a woman floating, riding, in the water. He studied her for a moment, and eventually made out that it was Thyri, and he grinned, knowing she was naked out there in the water. He licked his lips, slightly, thoughtfully, debating whether he ought to go join her. A nice dip in the ocean water might be just what he needed in this heat. Then again, Thyri was unlikely to allow him the opportunity to cool off very much.
 
*Every fantasy eventually ends, and so do the quiet times for reflection. In due time, I head back to shore, lost in my own thoughts. Wading ashore, the sea water cascades off my body in droplets, shining like crystals in the sun. I love being wet! I gather my hair in my hands and wring it out, then toss it carelessly over my shoulder. I don't have to worry about waiting to dry before putting on my clothes. This nudity is so freeing! I should have done it long before.

The sand clings to my feet as I climb the steps to the Outlook patio, looking forward to getting a cool drink of something sweet and refreshing. Cresting the last step, my eyes fall upon Noon, stretched out so casually, his eyes taking full measure of my naked body. I feel my heart pound a little harder under his scrutiny, knowing the thoughts that are going though his devilish mind. I blush in spite of myself and almost manage to keep my steps moving, barely a pause to show the effect his watching has on me.

Putting on a practiced grin, trying to cover the flutters I feel inside at my own thoughts, I greet him,


"Hi Noon, I'm glad you're back. I thought it was going to be a dull weekend."

*I lean over to hug him, stealing a sip of his drink before he can object, then kiss him, letting him taste his beverage on my lips.

Mmmm, that's good. I think I'll have one and join you.
 
From his perch, he watched as she left the water, studying her body from a distance, and then grinned as he took a seat when she began making her way up the stairs toward the Outlook. He grabbed himself a seat and stretched out slightly, watching the top of the stairs, his eyes waiting to see her as she arrives. He spies her nipples, a bit hard and puffy as a result of the relatively cool sea water, and he studies them with a wicked grin as she realizes that he sees her. He gives her a nod as she grins and greets him.

"I'm glad to be back, as well, darlin'. Work can be such a bummer, sometimes, as I'm sure you know."

He returns the kiss, tasting his drink, tasting her, lingering in it for a moment as his hand naturally wraps around her and then dips down to caress her bottom. He gives it a quick squeeze, knowing that she's expecting it, and sighs softly. "Glad to see you again, as well. And yes, please join me."

He grins wickedly as he watches her heading to grab a beverage for herself, quickly finishing his own and putting down his empty glass. "And could you please bring me another as well, luv?"
 
*slips into a chair, and laughs to himself* Wow, 13 is actually worse than I thought it would be.
 
*Turning to get a drink for myself, I make it a point to flounce over to the bar, letting him enjoy the resulting delightful bouncing of the flesh his hand so recently was groping. That was the sign, telling me he was game for some playtime. But then again, when is Noon ever 'not game'? :rolleyes: :D

I hear his request and tell the bartender to make it two, casting a glance and a flirtatious smile back over my bare shoulder at the incorrigible rogue. A mischievous idea enters my head. Do I ever get any other kind? ;) The bartender hands me the drinks and I take them to the table, moving carefully so as not to spill any, but even so, I know that even this slight walking motion sets my modest breasts into motion, just as I know where Noon's eyes will be locked. I watch his expression, the ever present smirk being echoed on my own face, knowing he appreciates the view.

Setting his drink down in front of him, I set mine next to it, pausing beside him long enough for him to look up at me. I want him to see this coming. Moments before I emerged naked and dripping wet from the sea, like Venus Rising. I'm still wet as I pointedly sit down in his lap instead of on a chair next to him, squirming a little, pretending to get comfortable, even though I'm actually trying to get his lap as wet as possible, and also sense how he was affected by the view while I was walking over. A girl likes to be appreciated, after all. :D


"Here's your drink, Sweetie. Mind if I get comfortable?"
 
Naked boi wandering up the beach. Serious debate involving the joys of diving into the water versus sitting on a sun warmed rock and watching the world go by. The boi opts for the sun.

A suitable seat is found and she clambers upward, getting comfy in the natural dip the rock top provides. She leans back with a smile and allows her eyes to drift closed.
 
True to form, Noon was watching her ass as she walked away, watching it bouncing and shaking as she moves. He grins to himself, enjoying the way she looks naked and wet, and knowing that he's absolutely not going to behave himself properly tonight. He notes the saucy look she shoots him as she fetches him his drink and he returns his own lascivious appraisal.

She really seemed to take her time as she strode back over to him, swaying. He resisted the urge to lick his lips at the sight of her, but he did let his eyes trail down her body, from her nipples, her breasts, and then down between her thighs. He sees the water dripping there, and even though he knwos that it's seawater (or perhaps fresh water if she'd used the spout to wash off the salt?), it's still enough to make his cock harden slightly in sympathetic response.

When she set his drink down, he'd immediately thought to reach out for it, but instead she stopped in front of him and he glanced up at her. She was absolutely beautiful, almost a vision of pure sex standing before him, soaked as she was. He did lick his lips then, and grinned wickedly as she slid very in a very measured fashion into his lap. Her motion was enough to make his cock twitch in response, sensing its opportunity. He stifled a groan and then wrapped an around her waist, leaning in to kiss her neck softly.


"Oh, of course I do not mind-I actually PREFER it when you do." His tone was filled with the unmistakable tones of lust, hunger, and he ignored his drink as he held her close, his hand instead sliding up her chest and almost lazily cupping her breast.

"Thanks for bringing it to me." He intentionally is not very specific about what in particular she brought to him as he leans in to kiss her lips again.
 
Naked boi wandering up the beach. Serious debate involving the joys of diving into the water versus sitting on a sun warmed rock and watching the world go by. The boi opts for the sun.

A suitable seat is found and she clambers upward, getting comfy in the natural dip the rock top provides. She leans back with a smile and allows her eyes to drift closed.

*pouncing dragony cannonball*
 
Noon's hands are full at the moment, but he sends mental hugs in Luna's direction.
 
I believe that Squaresoft needs to either abandon the Final Fantasy series entirely, or go back to the gameplay of 7 and before.
 
*His laconic and suggestive words bring a giggle to me. I have a pretty good idea what hidden meanings he intends. And if I didn't, the feeling of his stiffening cock under my bottom, twitching in response to my squirming, tells me all I need to know.

Oh you're quite welcome. It's my pleasure.......usually.

*I sip my drink, looking around at the tables in the Outlook, spotting one particular table I remember well. The smile curving my lips at the memory is turned on the handsome man who's lap I occupy, who also was part of that fond memory. I lean in and hug him, kissing his neck, whispering,

Do you remember the first time we met here at the Outlook? Do you remember the part that table played in our becoming acquainted?
 
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