Jiaya Yu Kou
Royalty
Nature of the Beast
Posts: 25
Ooc Name: Dystopia
Rank: Novice
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Post by Jiaya Yu Kou on Jul 6, 2013 16:12:47 GMT -5
Wayward attention was palpable. The mind of the prince wandered far too much since the suggestive position refinement. Dominance registered in his favor but the concentration ball of yarn steadily unraveled. Hunger began to agitate him like nails to a chalkboard. That muscular frame eternally sculpted in peak psychical condition, rattled subtly, a chink disfiguring his armor. Same as what occurred to Beatrix, must have been contagious. A small one hole but regarding the person beneath him, a seasoned lieutenant, opportunity to literally flip tables transferred in her favor.
Strange, the situation danced in the palm of his, now seemingly close to being swatted down in a fly swatter to fly manner. Woman and blood congregated right in his face, evolving into a troublesome duo.
Essence infatuation roots back to a time he could barely remember, especially considering her heart decided to drum against her ribs and chest so loudly. Playing a morbidly enticing tune, upbeat and oh-so-catchy, only his crafty attuned hearing deciphered. Persistently enhancing in volume, harassing his eardrum, composing a difficulty to hear or react. Blood - that sticky, hot, messy fluid was setting his teeth on edge. It whispered for him to touch, puncture, and lick it off her soft olive skin.
Feeding time.
Or so he believed. "You're a lieutenant, you should comprehend my trickery. Discover a weakness and exploit. Tactics." He stated in the act of crooning his neck, deliberating the right angle to feast on creamed flesh, briefly. Give him a few seconds in heaven. Albeit all good things, even fantasies come to an end. Lowering his guard and focusing on blood, guided her easy reversal. Strength mustered antecedent, proved feeble as she power him over utilizing knees, and that mysterious metal limb of hers. Resistance was futile and it would only postpone the true ending. Let it happen.
He blinked, staring down the lioness pinning, or rather straddling prey, breast sitting pretty there, eyeing him. Unlike the aggressive prince, Trixy decided not to pin him down; his hands were free to do what they pleased. The suggestive position played on though, encoring into a preferred placement. Yu acquired the best tickets in the room, sophistication paying off well. A low chuckle passed, tongue licking now dry, aching lips. The younger of the two felt wonderful, not because of the straddling Beatrix, she factored in however. An odd sense of comfort cradled him. Weird, because he couldn't think why.
Ahaha. Disregard to personal space eh, Beatrix?" He chimed, enduring her face in his little bubble, the aroma of rum rolling right off her lips onto his. Her challenging persona was admired, accepted even. There was no back off in him, no shying away. He copied her smug grin, contemplating the teasing question. Did he have a crush on his long time friend? Perhaps. Indeed a growing one, which planted itself in the soil of jealousy when they were kids, Yu was sure Sun and her would be together by now. They were around the same age and closer after all. Those free spirits, accomplishing anything the please, neglecting the effect around them.
"Maybe" breathed the vanilla smelling prince, lifting up ever-so-slightly, their heads nudged. He wanted to be true to himself, advocate to greed. Snare her in his web, consume, and keep to himself. "We've known each other for a long time. You must have a crush on the elegant Kou boys? Heh. Besides from that, I have another question." He paused, letting her say what she wanted before continuing. "What would you say if I asked, if you -" He shifted, raising his hand and tapped a finger on her cheek. " Lieutenant, would honor me by becoming a bodyguard for one of us?" A single eyebrow rose. This is what he he has been trying to get at this entire time and he did not like the bitter taste lingering in his mouth. Mentally he rolled his eyes. The love his brother was a strong one. The idea of maybe he should have toyed around a few minutes longer, crossed his mind, he grew quite fond of her chest moving against his.
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