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call me the world's sexiest killing machine; for kharon and umbra [hopefully M >:)] - Kerberos - 06-18-2017 Yessss, partying with my kid. Perks of them growing up fast, it doesn’t take too terribly long before they’re grown up enough to go have some fun. And if I can help him get over the whole twin crush thing at the same time welllll. Time to meet some ladies, yeah? So I herd Kharon across the water to the mainland, leaving the girls home to have a little chat of their own, or just to hang out and do whatever it is girls do while the guys are away. Maybe have a little party of their own, mother daughter style. Though Lacey doesn’t seem the type to go hunting for guys to hook her daughter up with. Details. They’ll be fine. Anyhow. Mainland. With a grin and a shoulder bump, I jerk my head in the direction of the River and put a little strut in my walk. Well. A little EXTRA strut, then. I mean, look at us. We’re dead sexy. Me, I’m built solid and strong, solid iron coated in the most glorious lavender and white. Shiny as fuck, especially with the sun glinting off me just so, showing off every curve and plane of my fantastic body. And Kharon? He’s growing into my spitting image, minus the metallic. Built lighter and leaner, mostly because of his age. He’ll put on the muscle, no doubt, given a bit of time, and he practically glows with youthful vitality, a hunger for life and everything it has to offer. Including the ladies. “Come on, then,” I tell him with a sideways glance at him. “No harm flaunting it a little, seeing whose eyes you catch, yeah? Confidence is sexy, and we’re gorgeous. But how is anyone gonna notice that if we seclude ourselves on our little island and never get out, right?” And I know he gets it, because the first thing he ever said to me was that I was beautiful, just like him and Kylin. “Now. What about her?” I nod at a sexy little thing, hot-blooded desert lines and a dished face, black with a sweet silver sheen to her who started arching her neck when she spotted us, flaring her nostrils to catch our scent, angling herself to show off her own assets a bit. I send her a wicked little grin and nudge Kharon’s shoulder. “She could be fun to get to know, huh? Oooh, or what about her? She’s cute.” I point him at an adorable little palomino, not really my type, a little too cutesy for me, but his taste could run toward girlish and adorable, and he’s young enough that hitting on her wouldn’t be nearly as creepy as it’d be if I did. “Oh, or that one, she’s built like a tank, nice and sturdy, more to hold onto.” Feels a lot less like you’re gonna break ‘em that way, you can let loose a lot more than with the dainty ones. But he’s not made of metal, so probably that’s less of a concern, huh? Upsides to being flesh and blood, I guess. Mmm, but the strong ones are a hell of a lot of fun. I leer at her, having myself a harmless little letch, and the fire in her eyes makes me think I’m right about the kind of night either of us would have with a girl like her. Mmm...maybe not for a first go. “Oooh, or her.” I nod at a sleek, elegant girl with wings to match his. Black so dark she almost looks slick, with this long orange hair a guy could bury his face in, and maybe Kharon would dig someone who has wings like him. Plus she looks classy. Maybe it’s just the shape of her, the long, elegant face, the arch to her neck, the way she carries herself, I don’t know, but I’ve got a good feeling about her. I take a look at Kharon. “Or we can keep looking. What do you think?” RE: call me the world's sexiest killing machine; kharon - Kharon - 06-18-2017 let my eyes be the rhythm, let my mind be your freedom
He was still a bit hesitant to do this, but he tried not to let it show much. He really was excited to leave the island with his father. One day he would be able to fly it himself. RE: call me the world's sexiest killing machine; kharon - Umbra - 06-18-2017 Oh hell. I snuck away to the River to hide from temptation. A girl’s got to take care of herself, especially this time of year. It’s a little too close to breeding season to be running around the Meadow, but the River’s new enough and usually pretty sparsely populated, it’s generally easy to find a place to hide and let all the crazy and the drama pass without touching me. A few too many old horndogs ogling all the young girls like we’re pieces of meat, sniffing about like it isn’t the creepiest thing in the world, them checking if we’re ripe for the picking by getting way too close and breathing us in. So when I catch the scent of a couple of guys heading our way, I groan and roll my eyes, and resign myself to putting up with a couple of idiots ‘til they give up and walk away. Or ‘til I get sick of their shit and fly off, either way. At least...at least, that’s the plan. Right up until I see him. Oh, he’s magnificent, lavender and white playing across his skin almost like shadows on snow. Mmm, and the way he moves, all sleek and fluid like there’s something molten beneath his beautiful skin. He looks around a bit, glancing at other girls--ones I thought had the same idea I did, right up ‘til one of them started arching her back and flaring her nostrils, flicking her tail in this ridiculous come-hither motion. Because, you know, I’m definitely not making any such adjustments to my posture. Nope. Definitely no arching going on over here, and absolutely no trying to catch a better taste of his scent in the air, spice and woods and a hint of musk, mmm, god, he smells delicious. What the fuck is happening to me? Oh shit, and then he’s looking right at me, and his eyes are this intense grey that stares right into me as he walks closer. Mmh, and he flares out those gorgeous wings of his, fanning them out just a little, and a wave of warmth rushes through me at the sight of his side, the curve of his ribs, the smooth line of his flank. Silly, when I can see them on anyone else with nothing more than a glance. This feels different, though, especially with the way those grey eyes are staring into mine. I swear I don’t tell them to, but my wings flare out just a little in response, just enough to give him a peek too. Mmm, he doesn’t say a word, just starts to circle around me, hunger rising in his eyes. And for the first time, I love that look. I want more, and I peer over my shoulder at him as he circles around behind, raising my wings just a tiny bit more to let his eyes rove over me. Stretching the one nearest him out farther still to just brush the edge against his as he walks past. Well hello there. RE: call me the world's sexiest killing machine; kharon - Kharon - 06-19-2017 let my eyes be the rhythm, let my mind be your freedom If it hadn't been so shady here, he'd think the sun was baking his skin, running so hot. But. Come to think of it. He definitely liked the way cuts of light slid across her with the whisper of the trees. Highlighting all those sleek contours, mmm. RE: call me the world's sexiest killing machine; kharon - Umbra - 06-22-2017 Oh hell, he was exquisite. Umbra could almost feel his intense grey eyes roving her body like a caress, trailing along her skin, taking their sweet time exploring every inch of her. He lifted her wing higher, baring more of her side, and her eyes half-closed as she helped him along. Mmm. Look your fill, honey. And I’ll do the same. She ogled him through heavy-lidded eyes veiled with thick black lashes. His touch set her on fire, even just the contact of their wings. Oh god, and that hot little nip, what the hell was happening to her? She shuddered and gasped, tilting her head and leaning into his touch, dragging her lips along the back of his neck as he ducked under her chin. Mmm, and she breathed in the feral scent of him, salt and sea and spice, woods and wild and just a little wicked. Her heart pounded faster as he hummed and nipped her again. He pulled away, and she followed, closing the distance he put between them even as he smiled and invited her in. Don’t mind if I do. She stared into those intense grey eyes and stepped into him, trailing her lips up his neck and nipping him in turn. God, it had felt so good, and she wanted him to feel it too, wanted him to feel the fire burning low in his belly, spreading heat all through him, making his limbs go liquid with wanting. What, well, she could hazard a guess. Spend long enough around others during the season, and you got an education real quick. It had all seemed so silly before, so baffling, but the moment her eyes had met his, her whole body had started buzzing, lightning dancing in her blood. Hungry now, she was so damn hungry, finally starting to understand what everyone got so damn crazy about now that it was burning in her blood too. She nipped him again, chasing the pain with her tongue and a whisper-soft brush of her lips. Again. More. ((Riiiight well, Kirby's gonna quietly take his leave, with a smug little grin. XD)) RE: call me the world's sexiest killing machine; for kharon and umbra [hopefully M >:)] - Kharon - 06-24-2017 let my eyes be the rhythm, let my mind be your freedom
He loved that she thought so loudly, so clearly, and he wasn't sure he could lose the knowing grin on his lips. She loved his sharp little bites, and even if he couldn't hear her every thought, she told him with her body, shuddering with a sexy gasp and leaning into it. But he could hear her, and he loved what he heard. Her mouth dragged through his hair as he rubbed against her, sending a shiver down his neck, and he nipped her again. And as he stepped away, she followed. So welcoming, so eager. So perfect. |