01-31-2014, 07:10 AM
There was a thick wall of power, lust, and exhilaration separating Jaxen from any desire at all to talk things over, but Oriena's mocking scampered right over the top. But her gibe didn't sting. In fact, at that moment, gripping her wrists, flooded with power, and nearly ripped apart body and soul, there was nothing that could crack his abundant modesty. Not at a moment when he was entirely in possession of another human being who'd fought him off all night. "It couldn't have hurt,"
his answer licked hot in her ear between breaths, accompanied by a smile from that incredibly pretty face that no doubt carried the first drink to begin with.
He woke cool and comfortable. The fibers of a silken sheet flung aimlessly across his body. He stretched his cares away - not that he had any cares - and powered the morning system to life with the graze of a few fingers against the wall. His tastes were modern and minimalist, but they were sleek about it. The windows untinted themselves at the call, and a view of the Moscow skyline, river and city glittered in the morning sun. He scratched at his wildly tousled hair, and took in the view for a good moment. This was a much more preferable sort of morning than others of late.
He found himself a pair of lounging pants, cinched them low on his waist, and made to investigate the apartment for the presence of coffee.
Oh yeah, and Oriena.
his answer licked hot in her ear between breaths, accompanied by a smile from that incredibly pretty face that no doubt carried the first drink to begin with.
He woke cool and comfortable. The fibers of a silken sheet flung aimlessly across his body. He stretched his cares away - not that he had any cares - and powered the morning system to life with the graze of a few fingers against the wall. His tastes were modern and minimalist, but they were sleek about it. The windows untinted themselves at the call, and a view of the Moscow skyline, river and city glittered in the morning sun. He scratched at his wildly tousled hair, and took in the view for a good moment. This was a much more preferable sort of morning than others of late.
He found himself a pair of lounging pants, cinched them low on his waist, and made to investigate the apartment for the presence of coffee.
Oh yeah, and Oriena.