On the Prowl... ((Red/L'iyr))

[FaizahPandora]

IC Date: November 30th, 2012
IC Time: 3:00 pm

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Nakia, though it had only been a small amount of time since Isath's flight, was on the prowl. She wanted some fun, and S'tor had become a little boring. He was too worried about getting her pregnant again. Nakia wanted someone that was going to ignore that tini-tiny possibility.

She found herself in the deserted common room. And it certainly was deserted. It didn't look like anyone had been in here in a few days. She sighed, flopping down into one of the beanbag chairs. Where were all the handsome men when she wanted them?!

Missy appeared then, chittering excitedly. Nakia rolled her eyes, trying to sort through the images the flit gave her. Nothing of interest, to Nakia anyway. Mostly just news about other greens flying lately. Nakia could have cared less.

She waved the flit off, telling her to go take care of Hazard and Chubba. Not that the two blues needed watching. But let the gossipy green go bother them instead of her. Nakia only wanted the attention of men at the moment.

[redwerecat]

And luckily for Nakia, L'iyr wanted the attention of anyone who wasn't the cloyingly ... cheerful personality of his bondmates. Ein was off on one of his 'side-with-A'gar' binges again, and all for some really stupid reason where they were tying to get L'iyr to talk and share his feelings and all sorts of nonsense and somewhere in the midst of the dragon arguing with the big blonde L'iyr had gotten sick of that shit and slipped off to be alone.

Thank Faranth he'd learned to better throw up his mental shields to keep those two meddling idiots out. Not that the dark-haired rider didn't adore his dragon- he had no choice, really, it was times like this, when A'gar tried to... to... get to know him, to be close that L'iyr hissed and snarled and ran like a wildcat.

He really didn;t want people trying to get into his head; couldn't they just settle for letting him be for a bloody minute, let him breathe?

He'd left in too much of a hurry to try to make himself look even reasonably presentable, and he paused in the middle of some hallway to swear quietly and wonder at the state of mind he'd had to be in to run off looking so obviously disheveled and upset. he ran his fingers through his hair, sweeping it back from his face, and just slipped into the nearest room to try to get out of the way as he heard voices from a nearby hallway. he kept going until the voices went silent again and-

Found himself standing less than a foot from a very recognizable blonde woman sprawled on a beanbag chair. L'iyr froze, blinking slowly. He had his bright-green gaze leveled on her, and after a long moment he lowered his hands from fussing with his shirt and folded them over his chest, and cocked his head to one side.
"I wasn't expecting there to be anyone else here."

Just like him to avoid formality entirely and start with what could easily be taken as an accusation- yes. He DID manage to sound as if he expected to have all rights to the space, and how rude of her to interrupt him- despite the situation being entirely reversed.

[FaizahPandora]

Nakia, grumpy as she was, simply scoffed at the person. She had closed her eyes before he entered, and she didn't know who was standing there. For a moment she didn't care. So she sassed him back.

"I'm the Junior Weyrwoman. I have more right in any room than you do, good sir." She said in a bored manner.

But then what she said hit her. As did the sound of the voice she heard. Distinctly male. It made her smile as she slowly opened her blue green eyes. And when she feasted her eyes on the wonderful masculine figure before her, her smile simply grew. She stood up slowly, moving in a way that showed off every feminine advantage she had. She had to intice him somehow...

"Ah, forgive me, L'iyr. I didn't realize it was you." She smiled, stepping a little closer to him. He was a handsome man, and one that intrigued Nakia. She wanted to play with him, had ever since he had arrived, but things had gotten in the way. Her sister mostly.

She turned her attention back to L'iyr. "Are you looking for a respite from A'gar? Or just humanity in general?" She asked with a purr. Was she trying to seduce this man? Indeed she was, and she was not making it a secret.

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L'iyr smiled thinly, amused rather than put off by her attitude. She was taking to power rather quickly, wasn't she? So he decidedly didn't move a single inch, and snorted as she snapped back at him. "And if I gave one single flying wher's ass about that I'd leave. Since I don't I think I shall stay exactly where I am." His voice was laced with laughter as she spoke, the smirk on his face only amplified by the attitude in his voice.

Then she was looking him over. He spread his hands in a light little 'take your time' gesture, completely vain and he watched her right back. He knew exactly who she was, how could he forget? He was still having trouble reconcilling the heat burning in her eyes right before Ryath had won her dragon's flight- he'd only remembered running after that, trying to seperate himself from the tight binding that tied him to his dragon, to A'gar.

But now? he was delightfully alone, and more delightfully, in her presence without any reason to inhibit himself. Especiually when she swayed like that, practically purring. His smirk grew, and he bent forward at the waist slightly in the barest hint of a bow. "Forgiven you are, my lady Nakia. As I hope you'll forgive my rudeness. Had I known it was company I preferred, I'd have been far less rude." His voice had dropped to a soothing sort of purr, the type of tone he'd used for turns to get people to do what he wanted. Only now it was laced with interest and curiosity, and focused entirely on Nakia.

His gaze never left her, and he absently held out a hand, as if to ask her if she'd like to sit down with him as he drifted toward a wide couch. "As for the respite I'm looking for...I don;t really desire the type of company humanity usually has to offer. Why, are you going to change my mind?" he teased.

[FaizahPandora]

Nakia took his hand, smiling as she noticed him looking at her in return. Her smile only grew, knowing that he was enjoying what he was seeing. And what she had to offer. Who wouldn't? She was a beautiful woman, with a gorgeous body, and she wasn't afraid to use it.

She walked with him over to the couch, listening to him. She laughed slightly, a tinkling sound, before she shook her head. "Disuade you from avoiding the usual implications of human company? Not at all." She said.

She swished her hips a little, wanting his attention. And she remembered him from Isath's recent flight. How she had teased him, before Isath chose Ryath. S'tor had been the winner of that night, as well as becoming the Junior Weyrleader. She hadn't seen much of him since, but it didn't worry her. She had new prey in her sights. "I hope to entice you with a some different company. Some that you will find more... Pleasurable." She said with a purr.

Nakia was putting on only a few of the tricks. But she believed it was working. Obviously she had the man's attention, if his eyes roaming her body was any indication. Nakia flipped a lock of her hair away from her eyes, letting L'iyr see the interest in her blue green eyes. With any luck, and a good deal of skill, maybe she could completely catch his attention.

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L'iyr smiled indulgently, as if he were merely letting her go on, as if he didn't care. It was a nice little lie, because he was quite currently completely focused on her, and the way she kept...moving, and talking and... hmm. He debated if the thoughts he was having about her were at all appropriate, decided they weren't and did nothing to distract himself or stop thinking them.

"Usual human company is hardly what I'd qualify you as." He said, eyes caught on the way she flicked her hair. He chuckled softly, and leaned back into the couch, as if depely considering her offer in a completely innocent way. And then he tapped his lips with one finger, and and glanced around the room.
"I see no other pressing duties calling my name..." He admitted, and leaned forward again to offer her his hand. "What, exactly, did you have in mind...?" He questioned.

And then, because, of course, he could never resist, he continued. "Because I can think of a number of -as you said- pleasurable activities to go with such pleasurable company."

[FaizahPandora]

Nakia smiled, making a daring move. Instead of sitting on the couch next to him, she straddled L'iyr. She was smiling softly, but in her mind she was grinning brightly. Oh, how she found this man interesting. He had just suggested that he could contend with her attentions. And she so wanted to test that theory.

Nakia arched a brow. "Oh, really? I would very much like to hear about these activities." She purred once more, leaning forward. She stopped only a hairbreadth away from his lips, her eyes flicking from his eyes to his lips.

Nakia was insanely curious to see what L'iyr was going to do now.

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L'iyr just seemed...pleased. He smiled, tilting his head and feigning surprise at Nakia's actions, though inwardly, he was feeling rather victorious. He didn't answer right away, instead giving her a long once over and resting one hand on her hip as if to assure she wouldn't creep away.

His other hand ran up her other leg, drifting slowly up her thigh with calculated gentleness, as a smirk played at his lips. After a moment he nodded, conceding to her question and merely smiled again. "I've never been good with words." he said, lying to her; words were his weapons, he loved them, but he had something far more interesting on his mind now. "How about I demonstrate, instead?

A daring move, perhaps, but it would very shortly answer the question on wheter she was serious or just being a tease.

[FaizahPandora]

Nakia grinned as L'iyr reacted just the way she had anticipated. Her smile was one of glee, without losing its seductive appeal. L'iyr was simply proving that Nakia had not lost her touch. She was just as attractive now, after having a child, as she had been before.

She leaned down and gently kissed L'iyr's lips. She had a feeling he was lying about the 'not being good with words' thing. But it was inconsequintial. Her eyes fluttered flirtatiously as she nodded. Demonstration. That was always better than words, in her opinion.

"Yes. You may demonstrate." She purred.

[redwerecat]

Perfect. He couldn't have asked for a better answer. He nodded a response, half affirmation, half bow of demurring to her. But mostly it was another excuse to look her over, a long, lavishing look of adoration- no. Not adoration- something much less romantic, and much more... appreciative.

But he had a demonstration to attend to.

His hands trailed under the hem of her shirt, tracing her stomach and up to her ribs, while his mouth sought hers for another kiss. He was exploring her body very gently, the touch of his fingertips featherlight against her skin, aiming to distract and tease; he was of the opinion he'd be very interested in seeing her come undone. His lips sought the side of her cheek, her jawline, down her neck, hesitating at the join of her shoulder, as if asking for permission to go further.

He didn't speak, but his breath against her neck was question enough.

[FaizahPandora]

Nakia smiled more, letting her body take over a little more. She trembling slightly at L'iyr's teasing touches. She allowed her hands to come to rest on his shoulders, her blue green eyes watching him at first. However, when he leaned forward and kissed her, she closed them.

She trembled slightly, once more. Her breathing was a little quicker, a little more breathy. Not that it was overly noticable though. Her nails dug into his shirt a little. The teasing thing was having quite an effect on her. She was more accustomed to S'tor's roughness. L'iyr's gentlness was a wonderful difference.

L'iyr hesitated at the junction of her neck and shoulder. His breath along her skin was distracting, yet wonderful. Nakia nodded in answer to his unasked question.

[redwerecat]

L'iyr was, if you asked him, not a creature particularly inclined toward wanton displays of affection. Subtlety was his style, subtlety and grace and charm, and he was no less skilled here than he was with his words. The brush of her fingers on his shoulders was all the encouragement he needed, that and her nod of allowance; good.

He wanted her, there was no mistaking that. His desire for her burned as hotly as it ever had, but he kept his actions soft, slow, gentle. He was determined to drive her mad. Besides, he'd always found it uncouth to treat a lady too roughly. Her acceptance was everything he needed, and he smiled into her skin, another kiss trailing down to her collarbone... but he pulled away, tilting his head back lightly to seek her lips again.

His fingers tugged at the back of her shirt, pulling it up, away from her skin, and one hand traced her ribs to bring the shirt up further. He was, in the most unassuming, quiet way, considering going further but-

He blinked, seeming to become more aware of their surroundings, some of the haze of lust clearing from his storm-grey eyes. "As much as I would deeply like to..." He began, punctuating his sentence with the trailing of his hand up and down her spine. "...I fear continuing would be ...unwise, given our current location...?" He made it a question, raising his voice slightly at the end, and flicking his gaze at the room around him.

A difficult feat, really, given the stunning creature under his fingers, his lips, nearly playing into his hands, with the most distracting turquoise eyes...

[FaizahPandora]

Nakia had never felt this kind of fire before. It wasn't any more or less intense than when she was with S'tor. It was simply different. And she could already tell that L'iyr was going to drive her completely insane...

She was lost in the feeling of his hands and lips when he suddenly pulled away. For a moment she didn't hear what he had to say. She was too busy wondering why in hell he had stopped that wonderful demonstration. In fact, she had leaned down and kissed him deeply, wondering if he simply needed motivation.

Then his words penetrated her mind. Oh. Didn't she feel like a fool? He wanted to go somewhere more private. Well, she could do that. She smiled at him, leaning down to kiss him once more. Then she practically jumped up, curling a finger towards her in the singal for him to follow.

"I know where we can go." She purred.

[redwerecat]

A sly, pleased smirk was the only response to her apparent reluctance at him stopping, and as his words finally seemed to sink in (mm, and oh, how sad it was that they did, if that kiss was anything like what he hoped was to come) the smirk only grew.

"Aplogies, but you'll have to pardon my holdbred reservations." He said, teasingly, as an apology for stopping when he so, so desperately wouldn't have wanted to otherwise. The woman sprang away from him, and he had half a mind to be offended by her haste if it hadn;t also been for the come-hither signal she waved his direction, and he found himself nearly springing off the couch in response.

He caught her wrist, not in a posessive way, but to kep contact between them. "Do you?" He whispered back, as he cricled around her with his hand trailing along her hip. "Then, dear Nakia, do lead the way."

[FaizahPandora]

Nakia giggled slightly, pulling him behind her. "I hope you have no problem going to my room." She whispered seductively to him.

((Are we good with this, or do you want to continue?))

[redwerecat]

((Up to you. XD Either way, I can't see this staying pg-13 for long...))

[FaizahPandora]

((I think we're good with this.))