[Marni] [Take Two]
[Marni]
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 3, 4, 6, 7, 8, 10 (Success x 5 at target 6) [WP]
(doot de doo)
[Marni]
He’s seen this move before – though from a different perspective. It’s like watching a master at work from the outside, really. Even if someone is looking right at her – they won’t know exactly what happened, when or how. She’s that good.
What happened? Something like this:
One curly haired gnawer bumps into an unsuspecting man, and with big eyes and friendly teasing little smile, apologizes and makes sure he’s all right, with a flirty twinkle in her gaze. The man stares, and assures her he’s fine, it’s ok, no harm no foul, never realizing that in that moment, her fingers have already found his wallet, tucked it behind her, and continued to distract him with flirty banter. They part ways, and then Marni steps into the shadows, rifles through the wallet quickly, and liberates two twenties from the pile inside.
Just $40. No more. Everything else is untouched, and she suddenly darts out and calls after the man in question. “Sir? Sir! you dropped this I think… is it yours?”
In his gratefulness, he never misses the cash. And Marni? Smugly turns away, and searches out her next victim as she wanders along the street.
[Ray Ostermann] For most the work day ends at five in the evening, then its home to dinner, the strip joint, the bar, wherever they choose to go to feel better about themselves and just forget about the workday. But for some work doesn’t end so quickly, for some their work drives them to insane hours, to working at home, and even on their breaks.
Tonight was one of those nights for Ray he walks along the sidewalk looking bleary eyed, as if he had been at work for twelve hours at least. He meanders his way through the thin crowd of people, still able to avoid them even in his tired state. Its a practiced move, something he has done a million times before and his instincts don’t fail him now.
He is so tired in fact that he doesn’t even notice Marni fleece the poor man just twenty meters ahead of him. His eyes having fallen to look upon the ground, as if he were fighting to remain awake long enough to get to his car, and then home.
[Marni] [do de doo]
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 1, 2, 2, 4, 5, 9 (Failure at target 6)
[Marni] [oh come on. *L*]
Dice Rolled:[ 6 d10 ] 3, 6, 6, 8, 8, 9 (Success x 3 at target 7)
[Marni] She see’s Ray before he sees her, giving as his gaze drops to the ground and he’s practically stumbling. Poor boy looks tired! She arches a brow, slightly, and steps aside slightly, and waits till he’s close enough…
…and then she bumps him ‘accidentally’ and slips her fingers into the pocket where she knows he keeps his iPhone on the sly….
“oh.. oh hi Ray!”
Oh, the feigned iiiiiinnocence in that knowing little smile…
[Ray Ostermann] Ray actually stumbles slightly as the person runs into him, he sighs as he goes to stand and straighten his outfit, but he blinks in surprise when he recognizes the voice. He turns to regard Marni with a sleepy gaze, and he pins a smile on his face.
“Marni…how are you my lovely lady? What brings you down here?” He looks about a bit and then at her. “I wouldn’t be lucky enough for it to be me would it?”
[Marni] She plucks the iPhone easily from him, poor tired thing, as she looks up at him. “You look like shit, Ray – when’s the last time you got any sleep?”
She nudges him with her shoulder with an easy familiarity, even as she drops her gaze and flips through his iPhone to find the pacman game again. “Was out shaking down rich boys for their money and toys so I could get some dinner…” There’s that devilish grin, again, as she peeks up at him. “So I suppose that certainly could be said I am here for you…”
[Ray Ostermann] “It’s been a very long day, I’ve been in my office and on the go since seven this morning.” He shakes his head slowly as he looks over at her, and then realizes she has his Iphone. He sighs, but smiles none the less.
“I’m lucky i was not this tired the first time you met me…if I was, you would have picked my bone’s clean without barely any effort.” He meets her gaze as she looks up at him and he chuckles, his voice rich despite how tired he is.
“Mind you…you do not have to fleece me to get a meal out of me.”
[Marni] She chuckles as she nods. “Probably. That guy crossing the street over there? Donated $40 to the ‘Feed the Spitfire’ fund. He didn’t even notice.”
She arches a brow as she studies him, and offers his phone back with that same knowing little grin. “Is that so? If I didn’t know better, that sounds like an invitation… you sure you can stay awake long enough for desert – I mean dinner?”
Shameless, Marni. Completely shameless.
[Ray Ostermann] Ray’s smile spreads a little bit more, almost like his normal winning smile, his eyes however open and twinkle out at her. “For you I will muster my energy. An evening with a woman such as yourself supplies its own energy.”
His voice compliments her, and even as he talks he seems to be regaining some of his energy, he’s turning on as it were, and he seems to have just enough energy and liviliness left in him to do this. He takes back the Iphone and chuckles lightly.
“It looks like I almost donated my Iphone to the keep Marni entertained fund as well. But thank you for returning it, I hate doing putting all of my info into a new phone.”
[Marni] “Aw, Ray. You keep sweet-talking me like that and you’ll never be rid of me…” she grins, and as he takes his phone back, she slips under his arm and presses close, sliding her arm around his back with a cute little wiggle.
“Nah, I wouldn’t keep your phone. Well, not for LONG. Girl’s gotta practice to keep her skills up, ya know? Sides, you know far better ways to keep me entertained… and you’ve never needed electronic help to do so…”
She lifts up on her toes and steals a quick kiss with a grin. “So – what’s your pleasure tonight? I’m at your service…”
[Ray Ostermann] “I think dinner first, we will see where we go from there shall we?” He says as he puts a hand down along her back as they walk. He seems to be thinking about where to go as he looks around, under normal circumstances he might have had a place picked out before he’d even suggested it. But tonight…he’s taking his time.
His smile widens a little as he looks down at her as they walk. “Do you enjoy electronic entertainment? I have quite the little chest of fun back at my condo…” He lets it trail off as his grin says it all for her. Theres probably more then just electronic entertainment in that chest of his.
[Marni] Her belly rumbles at the suggestion, and that settles that. “Dinner it is.”
And then he continues and mentions a toychest, and she arches a slim brow as she looks up at him. “Oh reaaaaaaaaaaally… Why Ray, you are ever a man of mystery and surprises. And you know me..” she bumps him with a hip, and slides her hand down over his ass, before settling it comfortably around his waist again. “I’m ALWAYS up for a little fun…”
Her dark eyes are brimming with curiosity now, and she doesn’t bother to try and hide it – or the little thrill of delight that such a chest exists within easy reach. “Speaking of fun – did you get our note?”
[Ray Ostermann] It’s his turn to show his interest, his curiosity as she mentions the note and he seems to look away, thinking of it delightfully. “I don’t know if it was cruel, or very very lovely of you to leave me such a note. I am very very sad that I missed you…or did you do come to my home when you knew I would not be home just to torment me?”
His brow raises as he turns around the corner of a building, his car not to far away. He strolls casually towards it, Marni under his arm. “Would you like to eat in….or out?”
[Marni] She laughs in delight, knowing they had gotten to him in such a way. “Well, I knew you were at work – we had hoped you’d make it home before we left though. So… a little of both? Sides – you love it when I torture you. Just THINK of how boring your life would be without me…”
She follows him around the corner, and when he asks the question, she just grins up at him, arching a brow – devilish delight dancing in her gaze. “Depends on the meal…”
Then she chuckles and shakes her head, those curls bouncing. “You decide. Being as you’re tired though, I don’t mind if you’d prefer to order in. I give a killer massage…”
[Ray Ostermann] “Perhaps we will eat in then, I have not had a massage in months….well at least not the traditional sort.” He chuckles as he pulls out his key’s and hits the unlock, a sleek black Maserati answers the signal its lights flashing briefly as they step up to it.
“Get in, we can pick up something disturbingly greasy on the way, and enjoy it in the comfort of my home. Which im glad to see, you are willing to utilize for whatever purposes you desire.” He then slides into the drivers side, and the car purrs to life.
[Marni] She snorts. “Like I do ANYTHING traditionally…” but she grins up at him and gives him a little hug before she lets out a low whistle for the car. “I swear, I’ma tie you down as my sugar daddy just so I can taste the fine life…”
She’s teasing though, as he knows it. She’s promised not to tie him down in fact… at least, not with a claim. Not yet, anyway. There’s always the toy chest to consider…
She slips free of her pack, dropping it to the floorboards as she slips into the passenger seat. A stretch, and she grins at him. “Sounds perfect. And if you ever want me to steer clear of your place – just say the word. Until then though, I will be delighted to leave you little torturing notes every once in a while…”
[Ray Ostermann] He shuts his door and waits for hers to close as well before he pulls away from the curb, sliding smoothly into traffic, the car looks brand new, but the model is four years old. Either it barely ever sees the road, or he takes amazing good care of it. As she sits there, she feels her ass starting to warm up…apparently the seats are heated.
“I see no reason I would ever want you to not come by…my house is open to both you and Indira, or your friends at any point…If I need you to stay out…ill leave a sock on the door.” He chuckles as he makes mention of the old college dorm trick. “You know I met a woman who went by the name of Mama recently.”
He drives along and seems to be considering the various fast food joints like a man who could eat a horse. “Would you care for Burger King?
[Marni] Her brows arch as her ass starts to warm and then she settles in with a grin, laughing as he mentions a sock on the door. “That sounds like a plan. Wouldn’t want to give your Not Jealous Woman cause to scratch my eyes out, after all.” Of course, it sounds suspiciously like she’d love nothing more than that rumble, just for fun.
She reaches over and slides her fingers along his thigh, a warm and familiar caress as she nods to the last question first. “Sounds good to me.” then, “Mama Ankle-Biter? I met her recently too. She’s new, came into town hurt, called all of us together. She’s a rank higher than me… and wolf born.”
She lays her head back on the seat and watches him with a playful grin. “Did ya take her home to your pool too? You know we Gnawers are addictive…”
[Ray Ostermann] Ray looks down at her hand on his thigh and then looks back up to her and then to the traffic. He doesn’t take time to appreciate her and what shes doing, he can’t as he needs to drive, especially as the car is a manual. He pulls of the street and takes them into the drive thru.
“Yes Mama Ankle-Biter she was an interesting woman, and i guess being born from a wolf would make her exactly as I saw her.” He seems to muse over the thought for a moment before smiling ruefully at Marni.
“Do you think I took her home?”
[Marni] Her fingers continue a light caress, sliding up along his inner thigh, caressing through the material of his slacks, before sliding back toward his knee again. Idle, these caresses, though possessive too – even if only for now.
“How did you see her?” Curiosity, there, and than she’s laughing. “I wouldn’t put it past you as you are very charming, and I think you could convince anyone you like to your home and your bed… but.. knowing Mama? Probably not. Not yet, anyway…”
[Ray Ostermann] “It was her mannerism’s as well as her dress, that and the fact that I first laid eyes on her with the vast majority of body upside down in a trash can.” He chuckles at that and pulls up to the drive thru order booth, He places his order, two cheese burger’s, fries and a drink before looking at Marni for hers.
When they’ve made the order he slides forward, waiting in line, but willing to speak once again now that they are out of earshot of the speaker box. “And you would be right…i did not bed her that night.” He gets a quizzical look on his face. “Infact, I believe I may have signed up for some sort of dating service through her….” He chuckles in the end like he thought it was a joke, though his eyes seem to think otherwise.
“She was certainly memorable one way or another.”
[Marni] “Whopper with cheese, large fries and a Chocolate shake.” She nods at his description of Mama, chuckling. “that’s how i met her too – minus the garbage can, plus the pool table up in the common room of the Broho.”
She arches a brow at the suggestion of the dating service, and then laughs at the confused look on his face. “Oh dear. Mama gonna try and set you up with a bunch – or just use you as a Sugar Daddy?”
A pause, as her fingers resume their teasing along his thigh. “I like her. We’ve invited her to run with the Spitfire if she likes, but she hasn’t decided yet.”
[Ray Ostermann] He chuckles as they pull up to the pick up window, he takes out several bills and hands them through, and in return his change and two bags of food are given back. He passes the food, and the change to Marni. He pulls away and heads for the condo the engine purring as they headed out of the mile.
“I am honestly not sure what she is planning to do. She fell silent after explaining her intent and asking me what job I had and what my bank account held.” He shakes his head slowly as if he finds the whole idea entertaining. “I felt like i was filling out a profile.”
[Marni] She has to move her hand from his thigh to take their food, but she runs her fingers up over his length first, just so he doesn’t forget her, and then takes the food and change, and balances it all easily in her lap.
“Oh, see, even i didn’t ask just how much money you had – i just assume it’s a fuckton.” She grins at him and winks, chuckling. “but mostly because I don’t care. I don’t keep coming back around because of your money…”
a beat. “You do know that, right?” just to make sure…
[Ray Ostermann] The car begins to fill with the aroma of burgers and fries as they drive along, and it seems to wake Ray up that last little bit as he looks about more alertly, more confidently then he had been. When she rubs her finger over his length he shivers, and she can feel him grow hard beneath his pants, the power she holds…
When she asks him if he knew that she wasn’t after the money or the high life he laughs, changing lanes as he did so, obviously more awake now. “I know…the reason I know is that you haven’t asked to go shopping, or for rent money, or for access to my accounts. I’m guessing you keep my primarily for my cock…but there might be other reasons.”
He winks now playing with her as well at last, his spirits high now that he has a good woman, and some delicious, if not nutritious food waiting to be eaten.
[Marni] Oh the power she holds…
She grins at him when he finally starts bantering back, more playful, more awake, more her Ray. “Good. Just making sure. Us Gnawers – we’re a proud lot. Stubborn too. We take what we need when we have too, but no more than that, and we pay it forward if we can’t pay it back. Like that guy back there – he easily had 5-600 in his wallet.” And she took 40, and gave the rest back.
And then he mentions his cock, and she licks her lips, slow and lingering as she drags her eyes over him, and nods, playfully… “It’s a lovely cock – well shaped, just the right size, clean and tasty – and well worth hanging around for – but you’re also just plain good fun, Mr. Ostermann – and even if you didn’t fuck me again, I’d still come around.” a beat, and a smirk. “I’d pout a lot, but I’d certainly come around…”
[Ray Ostermann] “Proud, stubborn, and yet despite your Tribes reputation, each and every one of you that I have met have all been fine looking ladies. I’m beginning to wonder if there are any male Gnawers at all..” He grins roguishly and looks sidelong at her. “Not that I mind, I’d be out of alot of fun if there were male kin of your tribe about. But that aside I understand what you mean, I’m guessing you will never ask me for help in that regard then?”
His voice holds a touch of curiosity as he glances at her from time to time as he closes the distance between them, and the condo, he looked like he might have waited for an answer but he smiles slyly. “Mmmm I think I prefer it when you come around…and then cum around me.”
[Marni] She laughs again. “there’s two that I know of – a Galliard that lives in the Broho, and a kin that bats for the other team. I fucked his twin though, so guess I’ve had him by proxy, right?”
As for if she’d ask him for help… “Well… I wouldn’t say never. But I won’t ever ask for help frivolously, or without a good cause…”
And then, at the last, she’s laughing with delight. “Good, because I reaaaaaaally love to cum around you…”
[Ray Ostermann] “Good…very good, and don’t think I have forgotten about the “breakfast’s” I owe you. I never fail to pay my debts in a timely manner.”
His eyes twinkle at that, full of mirth and mischief, and part of them look over at her like he had looked up at her that morning, when his face was buried between her legs. The Condo is in view now, its form peeking through the cluster of high rise condo’s.
“Do you think Mama will actually try to set me up with others? She seemed adamant, though i am unsure if she was joking…or serious.”
[Marni] He looks at her like that, and a little thrill slides through her, dancing along her spine, settling in her belly and spreading like wildfire through her system. She well remembers that look, the feel, the way he took her to the edge, and sent her falling over and over agian, until she could barely walk… “oh goooooooood… I do love breakfast…”
As for Mama, she chuckles again. “I’m not sure. Want me to ask her, see what I can figure out?”
[Ray Ostermann] He taps a finger on the steering wheel as he thinks and then nods slowly. He seems genuinely intrigued in regards to what Mama meant by her little display and offer. “If you could? I’m not turning down her help…or aid…or whatever this is. But I get the distinct feeling she was considering putting me up on an egg crate and auctioning me off to the highest bidder.”
They at last pull up infront of a large door that leads to the underground parking, Ray presses a button on his rearview mirror and the door slides open, once its rolled back, he slides the car inside and finds his parking spot.
“If only to give yourself a heads up on the competition maybe?”
[Marni] She laughs and nods. “Always good to know the competition. Like your little Fianna. Quite a display she put on at the bonfire… if she hadn’t run away so fast, I’d a laid a liplock on her that would have made -your- knees weak…”
She winks at him, and watches as the door opens. this is the first she’s entered his apartment this way… usually hitting the front door, or sneaking in through the umbra.
“I’ll wander by and see what she’s up too, though. Can’t have my prize stallion auctioned off into slavery, after all…”
[Ray Ostermann] Ray shakes his head at the mention of Iona. “She is sweet….I am not quite sure if she is much else. But time will tell i suppose. Though i think she would be one of the first at the Auction.”
He parks, and offers to take the bags of food from her, before sliding out of the car and waits for Marni before heading for the elevator.
“I’m a stallion now am i? If only I had the thoroughbred nature to back it up…that and the endowement.”
[Marni] She laughs and teases as she hands him the bags and gets out of the car “Likely with her packmates bank account behind it. That one bears watching. Much wanna be sure you wrap it before she saddles ya with 18 years of child support.”
She slings her backpack over her shoulder, and follows him, sliding up behind him, running her fingers over his ass, than around to slip teasingly along his groin – checking that endowment, of course. “I find you perfectly well endowed….”
[Ray Ostermann] “So I have started to realize yes. But at the same time…she is such a little freak in the sack… I find it hard to let such things go. Foolish as it might be.”
He shivers as she runs her fingers along his groin, but now he has control and keeps himself from tenting out of his pants. A sly grin cast her way as she does so. “I appreciate the compliment, though I can’t take all the credit for our fun…”
He slides past her just a bit to hit the call button, which opens the door as it was already waiting and he steps inside, waiting for her to join him.
[Marni] She laughs, and then pouts playfully. “Waaaaaaaaait – has she already seen your little chest of fun? Now for that I might get jealous!”
But it’s clear she’s teasing, her dark eyes brimming with mischief as she follows him into the elevator, and leans back against the back wall, her dark eyes sliding over him languidly.
[Ray Ostermann] She says that, and he laughs loudly as he reaches around and smacks her on the ass with his free hand, before shaking his head. “No…she has not, but she certainly seems to be into such things…”
He lets it hang there, not kissing and telling in any great detail, hes discreet in that sense at the very least. He returns that languid look, looking her up and down like he might eat her up instead of dinner. They are almost halfway up before he speaks again.
“So just what exactly are you into hmmm? ”
[Marni] A brow arches, slightly, as he leaves that hang there and then she’s laughing as he slaps her on the ass. She watches him as he looks at her, her little grin filled with delight as she arches her back slightly, taking a deep breath that fills her lungs and shows off her breasts even under her coat – sliding her tongue over her lips, moistening them – teasing him without saying a word….
As for the question, she chuckles again. “Let’s just say I’ll try anything once – twice if it might be an acquired taste. For example, with what I have to do on a regular basis, I find the very act of submitting to someone extremely powerful and erotic…”
[Ray Ostermann] “How wonderfully vague…” He says as he watches her, his eyes falling to her chest as she does her very best to expose herself to him without undoing a button. When she speaks of submission he nods. “Really now? Completely willing to submit to my whims and desires now are you?” He asks his lips curving up into a leer like grin as the door opens.
“Ladies first.” He says gesturing for her to step out into the hallway.
[Marni] “Well, you can’t know if you like something without trying it.. right?”
She grins, and as he gestures for her to step out first, she does so, her fingers sliding along his ass, his hip as she moves past and into the hallway. As for his question… she murmurs a soft, breathy…
“Yes.”
Before she’s slipping from her backpack, and her jacket as she moves down the hallway toward the door to his apartment.
[Ray Ostermann] He comes up behind her at that, and caresses her ass before squeezing it firmly as they approach the door. She can feel his presence just behind her, and his hand slips lower, right between her legs even as she walks.
“I’ll remember that for after dinner.” He whispers softly into her ear as they come to the door. “Well…that and that massage you offered me earlier. I certainly hope you weren’t planning on backing out of that.”
He whips out his keys at that and slips them into the door, with a twist of his wrist he flings the door open and steps inside, then waits for her.
[Marni] Her eyes almost close as he touches her, a soft moan sliding free from her lips as she sighs happily, leaning into that whisper across her ear. “oooooooooooh good… I’d hoped so…”
And he is past her and opening the door – and she laughs. “Of course not. Tonight? you’re wish is my command… including that Massage.”
She grins and moves past him into the apartment, setting her pack and coat on an spot against the wall, and bending to unlace her boots and kick them off as well… making herself right at home.
[Ray Ostermann] He smiles watching her make herself at home, her chaotic energy completely in conflict with the neat and orderly condo that they find themselves in, but he breaths a sigh of relief, not minding it at all. The look on his face tells her he finds her presence refreshing, pleased. He pushes off his own shoes without bothering to untie them and moves towards the couch.
He sets the bags down on the coffee table and pulls off his jacket and tie, tossing them over the back of the leather sofa before flopping into the soft cushions.
“Ohhhh I don’t quite know if I’m going to be able to move from this spot.”
[Marni] He flops down, in exhaustion, while she still has energy to spare, so much that it fairly thrums off her. Though the Moon that swells and shines brightly is not her moon, there is still that tug, that warmth that instead of making her moody, gives her more energy – manic, perhaps, but not to an annoying level.
She moves over to join him on the couch, settling down comfortably next to him and leaning in to kiss his neck. “You work too hard.”
And then she leans forward and starts to unpack their dinner, setting it on the coffee table with a smile.
[Ray Ostermann] He watches her come over, settling in next to him. When she kisses his neck he sighs, his eyes closing. “Maybe I do….but i am now pulling double the load, one for my clients and the other for the nation. I have so many plans that are coming together that it is taking up more and more of my time, but it will be worth it.”
He leans forward as the food comes out and he picks up one of the burgers, unwrapping it quickly and taking a big bite before his eyes roll back in his head as he savors the taste. “It…has been sooooo long.”
[Marni] “Don’t burn yourself out. You’re still new, and not even the most asshole of Lords would expect you to work yourself into the ground right off the bat.” She grins back at him over her shoulder. “Keep it up and I’ll have to force you to take breaks more often…”
She winks, and then settles into her whopper happily. He says it’s been so long and she arches a brow, and laughs, licking a bit of ketchup from the corner of her lips. “See, slumming can be good…. not necessarily nutritious, but definitely good.”
She takes a long drink of her shake, and happily eats as if she hasn’t eaten in days – even if it’s only been a few hours.
[Ray Ostermann] “I know I shouldn’t…and in many cases I wouldn’t. Hell normally id take my very sweet time about things. But many of the projects, the safe houses, the pooled account funds, they could all be very very important very soon. I have heard about the enemy at our doorstep and from what I’ve heard, we could be at war very soon. Something we need to be ready for.”
He gets all of that out before taking another few bites of his first whopper devouring the poor thing. He obviously didn’t eat much of a lunch…if any. “Slumming is wonderful…sometimes, it would seem i like to bring the slum’s up with me instead.”
[Marni] She nods, slightly. “We’ll be moving the first strikes on the hive within the next two weeks, actually. Some scouting, a direct attack, moving on the intel our best scout already brought back. However…” she wags a finger at him, and clucks, all stern Mama. “You can’t do any good at all if you’re burnt out.”
And her grin slides more into devilish charm once again. “Guess I’ll just have to keep popping in and reminding you to take some time off.”
Clearly, she doesn’t mind bringing her slumass up to his level…
[Ray Ostermann] “As refreshing as your visit’s are Marni, if you start coming up here more and more, I might not have enough energy left to get out of bed, let alone help fight in the war against this hive.”
She was serious for a moment, and he did take note of that, but he’s still joking, still jesting over their sexual appetites even as they discuss their impending war. “Not…of course that I am complaining.”
[Marni] That makes her laugh and she nudges him with her shoulder. “This is true. Though having you stuck in bed is not a bad thing…”
She slides from serious into teasing just as easily – because this, this is why they fight. For these moments over food that’s bad for them and moments spent in the heat of passion, remembering why it is they live, and why they fight for the right to do so. She is perfectly content to spend these moments without talking about the war, for many reasons. It gives her something to hold on to when she goes into battle, and it makes them forget that she might not come back – that he might be caught in the crossfire and not be here to come back too…
It’s easier to tease, to take the moments to let go, to give in, to just… be.
“…we’ll have to just keep working on that stamina of yours…”
[Ray Ostermann] “You are such a harsh mistress.” He gives her a fake pout in between chews, as his eyes sparkle with mischief.
It takes only a moment for his smile to return, as he barely even thinks of the war in its true horrifying capacity. He had only seen a few examples of the dangers of the greater struggle for Gaia’s soul, and so far they had not touched him, not really sunk in. It was obvious he never expected for the war to come knocking on his door, and he certainly did not dwell on the idea of people he cares about, never making it back.
“It is the fate of us office bound wretches to forever be weak and pitiful…well unless were former marines, then we have muscle to spare it would seem.”
[Marni] She arches a brow slightly. “Were you a Marine?” genuinely interested, though it certainly doesn’t stop her from grinning at him. “Either way, I find your muscles just right… after all, it’s not what’s there, but how you use it, right?”
And she’s ducking away from any well deserved swat for that, laughing as she grabs her shake and takes a few long drinks, before finishing off her burger and fries.
[Ray Ostermann] He laughs, and he laughs hard as she suggests that he was a marine, answering her question without a single word. He does swing at her, but it was light, and never would have caught her unless she was sitting there looking off into space.
“Well I will do my best to keep them this way then, smart ass comments or no.” He smiles at her before finishing off his first Whopper, another still present, the fries mostly gone as well. “So…how is Indira?”
[Marni] She grins at him, shamelessly as he swipes at her, and then settles back on the couch, stretching her hands overhead before letting them rest on her full belly.
Well. Full for now, anyway. She has an athletes metabolism, and burns off calories by the simple act of breathing. Fortunately genetics has also blessed her with padding in all the right places, so she doesn’t have the athletes lean, curveless form to go with it.
“She’s good. We’re.. adjusting to Max being gone. Have a Strider who wants to run with us, see if he fits. She loves your pool.”
[Ray Ostermann] He chuckles as he leans back, taking a breather from inhaling so much food his eyes still on that other burger though. Obviously intent on the poor things grizzly demise very soon.
“I am glad to hear on all accounts, I am sure she is as strong as you are…but I had to ask, I must keep careful tabs on all of my lady friends, make very certain that they are doing well. Tell her of course, that my home….and my pool are open to her always, just as they are to you.”
[Marni] She grins at him, and her eyes go glassy as she seems to turn inward just a second, going distant – communicating with someone he can’t see, somehow. Then she’s laughing and nods. “She says thanks – she’ll remember that.”
She does it, says it, as if it’s something done every day, as if everyone can do it, and not just those bound by Spirit.
“You know, you can always come visit us at our place sometimes too… we don’t got a pool, but we DO have a pool TABLE…”
[Ray Ostermann] He gasps, but it is over dramatic and held a tint of laughter to it as he looks over to her, a mock look of amazement writ upon his face.
“What would the other business stiff’s say if they found out I was loitering about a house in a bad part of town with two beautiful women and no one else on the pretext of playing pool?”
His face breaks then, cracking into a roguish grin as his eyes rolled upward and he considers. “Now that I think about it…they would probably ask how they could get an appointment.”
[Marni] She cracks up and swats at him, connecting lightly with the back of her hand across his belly.
“Probably. We are pretty fuckin fun to be around. ‘Sides, who said it would be a pretext? maybe I really WOULD want to play pool… I mean really, I don’t want sex ALL the time…”
Yeah – she can’t even say it with a straight face – she just gives up and grins at him. “Just 99% of the time.”
[Ray Ostermann] “I’d be very interested to see the pie chart for the breakdown of that last percent. I bet it would be a quite entertaining.” That roguish smile holds firm as he says so, her swat across the belly failing to deter him, not that she expected it to.
He leans in and finishes off the fries, munching them down eagerly before washing them down with some coke. “So..are you any good at pool? Dare I challenge you? Or would I be stripped of all my worldly possessions and funds before the night was out?”
[Marni] “Oh you’d be TOTALLY stripped.”
Though she doesn’t clarify if she means literally, or of his worldly possessions and funds. In fact, she looks downright innocent as she says it, and he knows her well enough by now to know she’s anything but….
Then she relents with a chuckle. “I totally suck at pool. Something about figuring the angles with the cue always fucks me up. I’m used to doing things by hand – the stick isn’t so much of an extension of my arm and shot as a hinderence…”
[Ray Ostermann] “Well…you just need more stick time then…I’d be very happy to help you out with that.” He says his roguish grin becoming a leer, obvious as to just what stick he means for her to practice with.
“But first….I think you owe me a massage, something..” He stretches out his back. “That I am very eager to collect on.”
[Marni] She laughs and tries to look innocent, like she hasn’t a clue what he’s talking about – but she fails miserably at it. Instead, she turns toward him, leans in and kiss his neck, her hand sliding down his belly until she finds the stick in question in a teasing caress. “Deal.”
But she promised him a massage. She nods, and sits up. “And I intend to let you collect on it – got any oils around here? Point me at them, and then strip and get your ass onto that big beautiful bed of yours…”
[Ray Ostermann] That stick grows hard and warm beneath her teasing caress, her words, and her intent, as well his experience with her making it eager to be put into her hands for her practice or pleasure. He sighs, almost looking for a moment like he might turn down the massage.
But then he smiles and goes to stand, and nods. “The oil’s are in that chest I told you about.” He smiles ruefully at her and chuckles low and light. “It’s in the closet, on the floor just to the right of the door. Feel free to grab whichever you like.” He says with a wink, before standing and starting to undo his shirt, sliding past her, his ass in her face.
[Marni] She arches a brow, and then grins in delight – she gets to dig around in his chest o’fun! – and as he walks past her, she reaches up and slides her hands over his ass, before playfully leaning forward and nipping at his side. Once he moves past her, she cleans up their mes quickly, all the packaging going into the bags, before she stands and heads toward the closet, eagerly…
Inside, on the floor to the right of the door. She opens the toybox curiously, and starts to dig around, plucking out the massage oil, but not even bother to hiding the fact she’s curious as to what’s in there, and digs through to see what delights may lay in store for her later…
[Ray Ostermann] Ray was already laid out naked, spread eagle and his arms out from his side, his face to the sheets as he waited for her to return. The box was large, and inside, perhaps to her surprise were quite the number of different things, from a wide variety of cuffs, and straps, to a variety of whips, paddles and other assorted S&M gear, there were also butt plugs, vibrators of many shapes and sizes, lube, condoms, and what looked like a padded half cylinder with a power cord and a vibrator attached, sitting at the very bottom of the box.
“Are you enjoying the catalogue?” He calls, knowing that she would have been going through the chest.
[Marni] Oh she is rattling quite contently in all of the things she’s found, and when he calls out, she laughs – not at all embarrassed to be caught looking at everything. “Goddamn, Ray – I never would have left the first night if I knew all this was in here!”
She finally tears herself away from the treasure trove of naughty delights, grabs the massage oil and makes her way to where he is waiting on the bed. She stops at the door to just look at him, her dark eyes dragging over his form, her smile lopsided and sure, knowing and thrilled and playful all at once.
Finally she moves again, and starts to peel out of her clothing. She doesn’t pay any mind to where it falls, just steps out of her jeans, her t-shirt, her bra and panties following and tossed into the pile, before she joins him on the bed. She kisses his thigh, the small of his back, his spine, between his shoulder blades, as she crawls up over him. She settles against his back, her curves soft against his skin as she nuzzles up against him and kisses the curve of his ear and breathes. “Just relax..”
She sits up then, straddling his hips as she opens the oil and pours some in the palm of her hand, rubbing her hands together briskly to warm the oil before she slides her fingers up along his spine, and out over his shoulders, following the lines and strength of his muscles… gentle at first, but with increasing pressure as the skin warms under her touch…
[Ray Ostermann] “I like to save the surprises for the next few times…keeps things interesting.” He says as he cranes his neck to watch her in the dim lighting of the bedroom, he watches her intent and focused as she strips out of her clothing and pads up onto the bed.
He had tensed when she kissed him and worked her way up his body, perhaps he had thought she would bring some of the toys back to the bed with her, to play with or test out on him, but with each further kiss his body relax’s. When at last she gives him that whispered command his body relaxes the rest of the way. He shivers as she straddles him, her warm rage filled flesh pressing against him, sending a tingle up his spine.
When she begins to rub the oil into his back, up and down his spine and over his shoulders, Marni could almost swear she could feel him melt beneath her touch. He’s not tense in the least…but he’s enjoying the attention at the very least.
[Marni] She chuckles softly. “You are full of surprises… and I’m certainly not complaining.” her chuckle is warm, her body against him the same. Truth be told, she had considered bringing some back, but when he tenses she is glad she didn’t. There will be time for such things another day. Now, she promised him a massage, and that is what she delivers.
Her hands are stronger than they appear – much as the rest of her – and she uses them will, with just enough pressure to work the muscles deep, not so much that it hurts beyond what is tolerable. She slides her hands out to the sides, working from the center of his spin outwards, before sliding up to concentrate on his shoulders, his neck…
This is clearly not the first massage she’s given, and she knows exactly how and where to touch him, knots and tension dissolving under her confident fingers…
[Ray Ostermann] He melts beneath her touch, and he isn’t afraid to make pleased noises as she hits certain hard spots, certain area’s which had been neglected since the last massage he had received, whenever that was. His hands move to rest above his head a soft sigh escaping his lips amongst the mmmms and ahhhs as she continues to tend to his body.
“I have to be….what is a man without his mysteries.” He smiles, even with his eyes closed and she can see that smile, a mixture of contentment and mischief on his lips. But the smile fades as he simply lets himself relax his mouth opening and closing as he continues to appreciate her talent and skill.
“Perhaps you should consider a job as a massage technician…”
[Marni] She smiles, loving the way he lets himself relax, letting the pleasure of her touch be known in little sighs and moans. She follows his cues, the way he breathes, the way he moans, the way the muscles feel under her hands, and makes sure she pays attention to where he needs it most, without neglecting the rest of his back, shoulders, and even his ass. She takes her time, making sure to work evenly, strongly without bruising him.
“What, and give up the glamorous life of crime, adventure and war? Nah, I’ll save my talents here for the truly deserving…”
[And Marni continues the massage until he falls asleep, then crawls into bed with him and snoozes herself. Fade!]