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The Devil's Den [Lion] [M]
« on: January 20, 2018, 02:59:35 am »
Cabe: Look your fat ass can't the get back to the hotel fine, I'll go with you, Andy.(edited)
Andromeda: ROFLMAO wait what
Cabe: Hotel. Move it.
Andromeda: Aye captain! o7
Nym: oooh, looks like someone's in for some fun.
Nym: grats, cabe!
~Jain Dau Has Signed Off~

Hah. Haaaaaaaaah. Andy guffawed, it wasn't pretty. But it sure was hilarious.

With a tipsy skip in her step she hopped off the barstool, waved farewell to Nym and Ren and followed Cabal out the door of the bar, smirking to herself as she glanced down at her comm again and fired off a few more messages with surprising clarity given how warm and tingly she felt. Not that she was complaining.

Boy oh boy things just kept getting thicker and the water just kept getting deeper and deeper, didn't it? She looked over at Cabal as the two of them walked, or stumbled rather, to the hotel she'd already booked on her train ride out here. Did he know? Judging by his responses, or lack thereof, Andromeda had to assume not.

Well, she could be waaaayyyy overthinking things, but, she was fairly certain that good ol' Jainy here had a crush. Or way more than that, LOL, as if it wasn't fucking obvious enough, on good ol' Cabal here. And yet she just didn't get it, did she?

All those "... Thanks, Cabe."s told Andromeda she really fuckin' didn't, along with the fact that she didn't understand that if she just ignored her, Andy would leave her be and find some other poor sod to torment. Had she learned nothing in Candidacy?

Clearly.

Not that any of that was her problem--no, Andromeda's problem right now was following this hunk covered in tattoos to her hotel room so the moment they got in the door the two of them could fuck like rabbits for the rest of the night, because if there was one thing Andromeda would always pride herself on, it was her endurance. And the more she found her gaze traveling up and down Cabe's toned body, and resting on that ass and thinking how much she wanted to wreck it, the more she felt herself growing hotter.

The moment they'd stepped into the elevators and the doors closed behind them, the girls in the lobby rather disgruntled at the sight of the two of them almost drunk as skunks and clearly with nefarious intentions in mind, she had her hand on his hip as she stood next to him and leaned in to catch a whiff of his scent before she squeezed him and nipped at his neck. Her room was a long way up, but not long enough to do the whole sex in the elevator thing that some people fantasized about. Pity.

Doors opened with a ding and she stepped out first, glancing over her shoulder at him with a smirk as she led the way and swiped her wrist over the door lock, opening it and flicking lights on as she stepped inside.

Everything was so nice, neat, crisp and clean. Set perfectly for the Pilot Noble who would be staying in it, and for a flicker of a second Andromeda almost felt pity for the poor maids who would have to clean the mess when they were done. Honestly? They'd probably just do best to burn the entire room out, the bed and the sheets and every bit of furniture with it.

Just to be on the safe side.

"So Sir did you have further plans to order me around and make me bend over for you like a good girl or should I just get on my knees now?" She asked, her tone of voice full of sarcasm as always as she turned to face him while stepping back further into the room towards the bed, tilting her head to the side as she slid out of her high heels and kicked them off to the side of who knows where without so much as bending over to even tug at them.

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Re: The Devil's Den [Lion] [M]
« Reply #1 on: February 12, 2018, 11:51:39 pm »
Cabal didn't usually pay much attention to the chat. There was very little that was interesting that went on there. Beyond the occasional howling of the Valkyries, that for some reason they felt the need to type out, and the soap opera drama that everyone else displayed on the daily, nothing was all that much interesting. If there was one thing though he could count on, even if it wasn't interesting, he could always be someone entertained. He learned a long time ago to get his kicks where he found them.  Beggars were still beggars, and choosy fucks were always disappointed.

Thankfully he was neither.  And this little trip to Ryun was proving to be plenty of distraction for him from the misery of Adstreia. Rory could take care of himself; however much a cat would need their owner. And the department was going to outfit him with an assignment soon. Ryun wasn't far, and it was kind of nice having everything else on the mainland so close by. But the water, how he missed the water. And the fish, and the sushi, and Jain, and Jesse, and knowing that even if he wasn't killed by some fool with a chip on his shoulder, he could still see them every day.

Adstreia sucked. City of Stars...city of bullshit, and he was reminded why he'd left it years ago. Samariel was remote, apart of everywhere else, and some small part of him liked the isolation. No one to bother him, no one to prod him for palm readings of where their great grand uncle hid their last will and testament, and no one to give him looks for being a Vindstrom. The name meant nothing, not at first glance. And maybe not even at second. A muddled lineage that held no prominence, no power, no pleasure. And yet the yoke was set around his neck, and being free of Adstreia even for a weekend meant he could finally breath.

And filtered air never smelled so good. Filtered oceanic water, diving, swimming, feeling earth beneath his feet - even getting his fucking shorts ripped off...  Could be worse, he guessed.  Cabal snorted a little at the after thought, looking over to where Andromeda was across from him in the elevator and he chuckled.

His eyes were narrowed, the green reflecting faintly an otherworldly glow as they made it back to her room in one piece. Although how long that would last, he didn't know.  And didn't want to either. There was pleasure in the play after all.  He said nothing as they entered, and sneered at her instead, removing his jacket and throwing it onto the back end of an armchair in the corner.  She took her heels off, but Cabal's eyes never left hers.

The glow was ever present and the sneer subsided lightly. Already the pressure in his pants was building, and he unbuckled his belt, and stepping forward. "We got all night. No need for any planning. Got somewhere else to be? Guess you're gonna be late," he said plainly. He knew what he wanted, and an audience wasn't one of them. Nym wasn't invited, and neither was anyone else.  He leaned in to kiss her, hard and heated and heavy and bit down hungrily on her lower lip. "Get on your knees."

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Re: The Devil's Den [Lion] [M]
« Reply #2 on: February 22, 2018, 02:59:34 am »
The way he so confidently strode across the hotel room floor, the way his eyes captured hers with not a shred of guilt or fear or remorse, the confidence that oozed off of him in thick waves made her heart beat a little faster as her smirk turned into a mischievous grin; it was rare to find a guy like him. He was so chill about it, not a single fuck to give, no strings attached, and he knew what he wanted.

So when he stepped closer and gave her an order it sent a shiver up her spine as he kissed her and she returned it, teeth scraping against his as she wrapped her arms around the back of his neck and grabbed a good fistful of his hair, sucking in a sharp breath when he bit down on her, and she immediately found herself smirking again.

She slid a muscular thigh between his before suddenly grasping him and using her center of balance and strength to twist the two of them, pushing him down onto the bed as she leaned on her hands and knees above him, eyes gleaming in the dim light as she grinned down at him, the look on her face nothing short of fierce.

"Make me."

She leaned in quick to bite and lap hungrily at his throat, her hand in his hair attempting to yank his head back to give her better access as she sucked at his Adam's apple, her free hand sliding over all those hard muscles to palm him aggressively, letting out a pleased noise against him as she got an idea of what--or rather, how much--she was working with here, and boy was it a pleasant surprise.

Because in her opinion, size definitely did matter.

"Didn't know you were packing such a gift in here, Cabe, it's almost like it's Yule again.~" She purred as she slid her hand in and stroked him, eyebrows shooting up at the texture.

Now she definitely hadn't been expecting this. Bumps and ridges and a shape that definitely wasn't human. Not like it was her first time fucking somebody who wasn't a vanilla human person, but when the rest of him looked so normal you really couldn't expect it. And she sure as hell wasn't complaining. She was quick to let her fingers explore his every bump, dip and curve and give him a firm squeeze at the base, growing more and more excited the more she discovered.

Yep, good choice. This was gonna be a great night. Good job, Andy. No wonder you're so fucking amazing.

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Re: The Devil's Den [Lion] [M]
« Reply #3 on: March 19, 2018, 08:49:18 pm »
Cabal's presence had no command, not to ordinary people in his daily life. He was no General to whom had a hundred thousand souls at his disposal to command and do his bidding. That didn't stop him, however, when he had a hungry body in front of him, that he could see was practically quivering although she would never admit it. His own eyes and body were burning, sensing that need, feeling points on her where she could use release, where tension easily deserved to melt away and turn the both of them into a puddle of slime.

The second he'd kissed her, made that contact, he felt those chakras, and he wanted to touch them all over, and yank the tension away that coiled over it. In the right order of course, he didn't want Andromeda drooling at the mouth. Yet, anyway.

Cabal grinned, or he would have until she slid a thigh between his legs and used her counter balance to launch his ass into the bed and he flailed barely in time to keep himself situated on the bed.  He caught his breath quickly, eyes narrowing and looking up at her still with that predatory gaze, and feeling blood rushing south. His breath hitched, his eyes meeting hers and groaning lightly as she kissed and suck at his throat.

His hands found her top and pushed it off or her, hands feverish and filled with intent, practically ripping the fabric when it refused to come off easy.  He growled and felt more jolts run south, and the moment her hand slipped into his pants, she'd feel him rigid already the fabric of his underwear getting caught on the ridges and bumps. Wasting little time, he pushed himself back against her, let her hand continue stroking him as he pushed his pants down from his hips, lifting them long enough to push them off and wriggle out of them, kicking them off from around his ankles.  And his underwear soon followed.

"I'm glad you like it. Because you gotta unwrap that gift before you can really appreciate it."  He grinned and looked down at where her hand was still squeezing around him, stroking him, his girth already wide in her grip.  He forced himself to sit up, pushing up against Andromeda's chest and his arms snaking around her lower back, separated only by her pants and her hand.

He released a soft sigh and let his lips play against hers, before tilting his head and kissing her deeply, coaxing her lips open and letting his tongue slip inside to run along hers. He nibbled and tugged at her bottom lip, parting the kiss only to breathe and moan, his hands finding their way down and pushing at her pants and panties, shoving them off her, still keeping her mouth preoccupied.

"I'll make you in my own good time," he growled against her lips, biting down on them and drawing a scraping of blood, letting him taste it.  His right hand came up to her torso, reaching over those hardened muscles and let his palm splay out at the center of her belly.  There he felt the tension over that chakra and released it, opening his own and pouring energy into her.

Both of them would feel a flood of warmth jolting down from their bellies right south, sparklers of electricity one after the other after the other. Zinging through both of their bodies, and Cabal laid back and rolled them both over, laying on top of her and grasping her wrists, pinning them above her head.

 

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