The Outlook

[dragonrazor]

*takes a seat on the porch, a plate with quesadillas on it next to him*

 

[fr33ks33k]

It certainly does. Though, truthfully I only enjoy the rain when accompanied by thunder and lightning. Though a joyful companion does make it more fun.

*Dives under the breaking waves, kicking strongly, moving toward Thyri's position; one hand reaches out to pinch her, tweaking the skin just above her knee; continues swimming out of her reach before surfacing, full of laughter and heavy breathing.*

 

[Annisthyrienne]

Giving a yipe at the playful pinch, I look for him, spotting his figure where he surfaces. I dive into the waves. It feels good to be able to get wet again.

 

[Noon_Shadow]

Noon slips back into the Outlook, only to have a bit of a view as he glances down at his posting. He's been staring at the same screen for several minutes and is having a difficult time finding the appropriate story inspiration. Deciding he might as well get a little bit of sun as he blankly attempts to orchestrate his thoughts, he finds a chair out of the shade and leans back, cracking his fingers, and glances down at his correspondence once again.

 

[fr33ks33k]

*The rain has subsided for now, but the sun has dipped low in the sky and what light is available is waning. His eyes scan the waters for her lithe form, but she is elusive. A grin curves his lips as he awaits her eventual resurfacing.*

 

[Annisthyrienne]

After a welcome frolic with my Nereid cousins, I surface once more. It was a distraction, but a welcome one. So seldom do I get to play with my aquatic kin. Wading ashore, laughing, I glance around to notice the rain has stopped, and the day has passed into evening. I make my way towards the Outlook, wondering what the evening will bring. Spotting Fr33k out of the corner of my vision, i smile and change course.

I'd forgotten that I owe you a pinch, Sir!

 

[Noon_Shadow]

Noon wipes his brow, having just completed the first, and more difficult response he'd had to work on. He had certainly been stumped for a while with that one, but having completed it, he felt much better. He slipped over to the bar and poured himself a glass of cranberry juice, rewarding himself for his success. Just a little more to go. "Well enough, my friend," he says, congratulating himself.

He spots a familiar face down on the beach as he returns to his seat, an elven friend he'd flirted with just a few nights prior. He waved at her and nodded, but doesn't bother calling out at her across the great distance-he's got too much of a suave reputation for such a gesture. "Just a little more," he mumbles, as he glances at his active threads.

 

[Annisthyrienne]

I pay my obligated pinch to his fr33kness and run quickly up the steps to the Outlook balcony, just managing to evade his retribution. Laughing playfully, I spot Noon working dutifully on his writing.

Good evening, Noon. Writing your memoirs? How goes it?

 

[Noon_Shadow]

Noon glancing up from his mulling over his posts and spots the lovely elf, gracing her with his charming smile and nodding toward her, rising politely out of his seat, as he remembers his manners for once. "Ah, good evening, Miss Thyri, hope you've having a pleasant evening." He nodded in response to her query with a smile as he offers her to sit, dropping back into his own chair.

"My memoirs would be a bit easier to write, since they don't require the creativity. I'm in a little bit of a posting rut, but I seem to be working my way through it right now. And I'm almost finished. And it's been a very nice evening so far." He winks at her and eyes her thoughtfully, grinning as he speaks the obviously flattery. "And is improving every minute." He had to resist the urge to chuckle at his own predictability.

 

[Annisthyrienne]

Moving behind him as he sits again, I gently massage his shoulders. leaning down to whisper in his ear,

Finish. I'll wait. Let me go and slip into something a little more comfortable that you can appreciate helping me out of later, if the evening 'improves' that much.

 

[Noon_Shadow]

He flashes a quick smile over his shoulder and nods at her, sighing into the feeling of her hands moving on his shoulders. "Very well then. I'm very near completion now, so do not tarry for too long. We might have a pleasant evening ahead of us." He grinned and let his eyes scan her figure, attempting to picture what she might change into for his benefit.

"I look forward to it."

 

[Annisthyrienne]

I return shortly to find him still writing, and I don't want to disturb him. Fixing both of us a drink, I bring his to him, setting it unobtrusively by his side before taking a seat next to him. I hope my outfit isn't too distracting. Who knows, maybe it will inspire him. At least it might give him some ideas.

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[Noon_Shadow]

Noon sees the drink as she sets it down next to him, and then types in the last few words of his latest entry and posts it, smiling, glancing up at Thyri as he marvels at her near-perfect timing. He pushes away his work and then leans back, relaxing, lifting his drink as he takes the time to examine the elf's "more comfortable" outfit. "Well, if you don't have a gift for excellent timing..." he chuckles and winks at her playfully, finding her elven figure particularly suited to the outfit.

"Welcome back, lovely. I trust that you've had a fine evening so far, as promising as this one looks." He gives her a charming smile and lifts his drink to his lips, peering at her over the cup before he sets it back. "And many thanks for the beverage."

 

[Annisthyrienne]

It has been a good evening, and a good day. There is nothing like being well rested, refreshed by a good bathing session, and then the promise of an evening in good company to make for a perfect day.

I smile at him and sip my drink, my eyes gleaming as I meet his gaze over the rim of my glass.

You are all caught up now? Your muse has been treating you well today?

 

[dragonrazor]

*zones out, images of half-dressed Deedlit and Pirotess dancing through his mind*

 

[Noon_Shadow]

He nods his furtive agreement to her assessment. "Yes, I couldn't agree, that sounds more than passingly pleasant. I'm glad to hear it." He watches her sipping on her drink, noticing that their gazes are interlocked, and it's a bit more intense at the moment than he feels is immediately appropriate. He grins boyishly, breaking the tension a little bit as she slides over closer to her.

"I'm well caught up on everything, and my muse has certainly treated me well enough. But I can say without a doubt, my inspiration is still stirring at this very moment." He chuckles and then pauses to wet his lips. "I should not say that I hold dear only a single muse." His eyes slide admiringly over the length of her slim legs, trailing them up to where her thighs are tucked beneath the bottom of her short dress. "So tell me, are you also being well treated by your muse? Finding inspiration?" He perks a curious, playful eyebrow.

 

[Annisthyrienne]

His flattering flirtation brings an unexpected giggle to my lips, nearly making me choke on my drink.

Alas, I'm between postings at the moment. Not too much trouble with inspiration, but a little difficulty typing as well as I'd like. Fortunately, there are a host of other things I can do with one arm.

 

[Noon_Shadow]

He perks a curious eyebrow at the last remark, his eyes once again darting down to her legs, but this time linger a tiny portion north for a moment as he lets his imagination toy with him for a moment. Then he glances back up to her face and nods. "Aye, I suspect there are plenty of tasks in which in hand proves sufficient. though part of me wonders if we might not exceed that mandate tonight, should we grow overly enthusiastic in our...conversation." He gives her a wicked smile, his eyes twinkling mischieviously.

He takes another sip of his beverage, then sets his glass aside and lets his closest arm to her drag against hers, tracing her bare skin up to her shoulder and back down. "But perhaps, for fun, you should indulge with a short list of what you have already found you can accomplish with a single arm." His voice is laced with wicked taunting.

 

[fr33ks33k]

*Steps in through the back hallway, wearing clothes less suited to swimming and more for lounging about; snags a drink from the fridge, something cold and sweet but not alcoholic for the moment; sinking into a comfy recliner opposite Noon, nodding a salutation to both parties present*

Do tell, Thyri. Inquiring minds demand to know!

*A soft chuckle escapes as he takes the first sip of his drink, a satisfied sigh following*

 

[Noon_Shadow]

He chuckles at fr33k and then nods his agreement, grinning widely as he glances back to his lovely companion, curious how overt she might prove.

 

[Annisthyrienne]

A smirk as my eyes travel from one to the other. Two against one, it seems. Very well then. As Joan said, J'aime l'affaire l'amour sur tout a trois.

Well, I can definitively report that it is possible to 'finger box the little pink speed bag' while showering with only one hand. But some aspects of personal grooming are better left for when one has the use of both hands. You know, just to be thorough. Of course, that is where having a close personal friend would come in handy.

I wink at them both. let them make of that what they will.

 

[Noon_Shadow]

Noon laughs at her choice of metaphor, then grins agreeably. "Yes, yes I suppose having a proper friend is useful, if they're trustworthy and competent." He grinned at her as he leaned playfully in closer, his eyes scanning down at her chest before dragging back up to her face. "Well, be sure to let us know if there's anything specific we can help you with."

His grin widens as he considers sliding his lips up against her jaw, but he pulls back instead and reaches for his drink. "It is well to know that your shower was productive, however."

 

[Annisthyrienne]

Oh, why else would I be in such a good mood this evening. But then again, an appetizer is hardly a meal. Still, the evening is young and there is plenty of time for a snack, at least.


I rise from my seat to move over behind him, circling his chair before settling boldly in his lap, one arm sliding around his neck. With the other, I take his drink from his hand and take a sip, then kiss him so he can taste it on my lips.

Now maybe you would like to suggest some one armed activities that you are partial to?

 

[Noon_Shadow]

He lets his eyes follow her as she rises, turning back forward as she circles around behind him, thinking that she must be heading for the bar.. He's just about to take another sip from his drink when she circles back around in front of him and places her petite elven bottom, and he laughs at her boldness, noting how her dress hikes up when she settles in. He begins to protests as she steals a sip of his drink, but then her lips are softly sinking into his own and his eyes fall shut as he samples the taste of her, and of his drink on her lips. his arms slide around her, wrapping her up strongly, but the kiss proves all too brief.

He then considers her poised question. "Well, we seem to be off to a present start regarding some of my own favorites. But then again, in our present position, I much prefer having mobility in both of my arms." Noon leans into her again, his face brushing against hers, and then his lips drag against her jaw while he slides a hand against her thigh teasingly, letting his fingers dance on her skin. She feels unnaturally warm to his touch.

"I think you'll appreciate what I can do with two hands," he whispers into her pointed ear, his breath warm on her skin. His tongue flicks out across the pointed tip of her ear exploring, teasing and testing her reactions.

 

[Annisthyrienne]

His whispered words, his questing tongue, the feel of his hand on my thigh, all powerful sensations, along with the taste of his drink. They have their own intoxicating effect. My fingers trace along his neck, twirling his hair playfully. My other hand roams across his chest, caressing.

Of that I have no doubt. Would you like to show me?