[Derek Anderson] It was getting late in the evening. Derek had called Izzy during the day nad asked her if she wanted to assist to an underground MMA event. Knowing Izzy, he was pretty sure that half naked, fit men fighting each other would interest her. And in the end, he would probably be the one having to satisfy her raging hormones. Seemed like a winning combination to him.
He had picked her up, took her to a streakhouse for dinner, unless she wanted something else, and then brought her to the event. The evening had gone fairly well. Izzy being a really hot looking woman had received some looks, and some cat calls too. Derek being pretty huge, simply had to look at most of them to quiet them down. Izzy had been welcome to punch any she wanted to. The fights had been good, the fighters pretty skilled. Derek even had peopel telling him to go down and fight. Probably those persons were jealous of his looks and wanted him to get his face punched in, or were jealous of the company he kept and wanted him out of the way.
Whatever the reasons, Derek had declined. He was content to watch with Izzy beside him. There were only two matches left to the event.
[Izzy Montoya] He knows her so well, it would be frightening – if she allowed herself to think about it. She doesn’t go for the normal chick things – she’s not one for flowers and fluffiness, but rather a first person shooter game, and half naked men beating each other senseless. Dinner at a steak house with steak so tender and rare that it melts in the mouth, beer was cold, and the company…
Well. He knows she appreciates that…
The bouts so far have been goo, and though she garners a bit of attention, she ignores most of it, even if she doesn’t miss how he stares them down. It’s almost possessive. Almost cute. And her little smirks mock him (playfully) for it. When invited to punch a few of the men, she declines. Mainly because it’s tempting to jump into the frey as it was…
She is Fenrir. She loves to brawl.
There are two matches left, and she leans over and makes many men there jealous… she kisses Derek with a smirk. “This? Is fun.”
[Derek Anderson] He had noticed her smirk when he had stared down a few guys. What they didn;t know and maybe what she didn’t either was that he did it to protect htem from her. He knew she had a temper and with this atmosphere, he had a feeling her Fenrir nature would come out and well those guy would never stand a chance.
She kissed him and he raised a brow, he was surprised by this. She never had been one for public display. He grinend though “Yeah it is fun. Can’t saý I’m bored, though it has to do in part with the company I have” He nudge her gently, knowing that was the kind of touching she was ok with in public. Though he had a feeling that by the end of the event, if he wanted her to sit on his lap, she’d do it and they would start something they’d have to end elsewhere.
He liekd seeing her like this, excited, passionate with blood boiling. It brought out a side of her that he nejoyed, the hard side, the tough side, the Fenrir side.
[Izzy Montoya] She surprised him, and that brings her amused smirk back into play as she leans back, her foot propped up on the seat ahead of her, and tips back her beer for a long couple of swallows as her dark eyes watch the action before them, her eyes sweeping over the next two fighters as they enter the ring. She lets her gaze linger over them, and when she’s nudged, she nudges him back with a grin, and nods.
“He’s got it – the one in blue. Look at the way he’s standing… easy,confident. He’ll win.” And if he scoffs, she arches a brow, challenging… “Wanna bet on it?”
[Derek Anderson] He grin, watching both men. And just to contradict her, he did scoff “All right, let’s bet” He know he’ll lose, again, but hey, it was Izzy. He had to bet against her anyway. Life would be boring if he instantly always agreed with her and she’d become insuppotable…ok maybe not that much but she smirked even more.
They had two matches left, they could bet on both. Now what to bet..”All right, if you win, you get to ask me to do..or you get to do..anything you want..no limits, I have to say yes. Same goes if I win..can you handle that?”
He ask, grinning, watching her. He’s in trouble, he knew that but hey…where was the fun in playing it safe?
[Izzy Montoya] That brow hitches higher, and her smirk widens into a wicked, wicked smile. “No limits.” Oh, she’s confident on this one. She nods and sticks her hand out to shake – this one, she makes official – spitting on her hand first, and grinning at him.
“Deal.”
And then, because she’s ultimately one of the guys, always, she yells out “KICK HIS FUCKING ASS!”
[Izzy Montoya] Blue is my favorite color…
Dice Rolled:[ 1 d10 ] 4 (Failure at target 6)
[Derek Anderson] (Derek’s guy)
Dice Rolled:[ 1 d10 ] 7 (Success x 1 at target 6)
[Derek Anderson] He grinned, psitting on his hand and shaking hers. Yeah those two were weird but he wouldn’t have it any other way. “I’m going to regret this” He say, shaking his head, bringing back his attention to the ring. Izzy yell at the fighter and he smiled. Some people might be embarassed by her ungirly behavior, but not him.
The fight start and it seemed even at first. Then maybe because her fighter was distracted by her or maybe his fighter thought she wascheering for him or more probably, the guy in black and red trunks was just better prepared, it was Derek’s fighter who ended up winning after 3 rounds by TKO.
Derek looked at her with a huge grin “Hmmmm that’s interesting” He tilt his head “I’ll tell you what I won after the next match. I allow you the chance to negate that bet with a win in the next fight or just..bet something else entirely”
[Izzy Montoya] “Oh come ON you PUSSY!” His fighter wins, and she yells that even though she’s laughing. She can’t remember a bet he actually won with her since that first night when she let him beat her at a video game and get her naked. She shakes her head in mock dismay, though she’s actually curious how far no limits will take him, and her, tonight. They are not very limited with each other anyway, so this… this is interesting.
and she won’t negate it. “Not on your life. A bets a bet. I stand by it. Whatever you ask. No limits.” A nod, and then she’s leaning forward, sizing up the next two competitors…
“Alright. Winner of this one gets three days. Three days to do whatever they want, whenever they want. a mini-vacation, perhaps, or a strike and destroy of a mob boss – whatever. Three days. Only limit is have to be in one piece enough to go to work when the three days is up.”
She arches a brow, challenging him again as she turns to meet his gaze. “And I’ll go with Mr. Yellow Shorts. Deal?”
[Derek Anderson] He smiled “All right, no negation.” He grinned when she propose her bet “Aww Izzy, you want to be my girlfrined for three days? You just had to say so no need ofr a bet” He say, teasing. He doubt that it will be the kind of 3 days most couples have. He shook her hand “All right, 3 days of whatever, whenever for the winner. Good luck”
He tilt his head “And we really have to be in one piece after? What if you make me not want to work ever again” He smirked and turn his attention to the fight
(Drek’s guy)
Dice Rolled:[ 1 d10 ] 3 (Failure at target 6)
[Izzy Montoya] [Maybe yellow is my color…]
Dice Rolled:[ 1 d10 ] 3 (Failure at target 6)
[Derek Anderson] (another round)
Dice Rolled:[ 1 d10 ] 3 (Failure at target 6)
[Izzy Montoya] […really? but its so bright and sunshiney…]
Dice Rolled:[ 1 d10 ] 7 (Success x 1 at target 6)
[Izzy Montoya] She snorts. “Girlfriend? Oh honey, you are not brave enough to wanna keep all this to yourself… and I doubt you’d be happy as a house husband.” She turns her attention to the bout, leaning forward, as the fighters begin to pummel themselves silly.
Its close. very close. sweat and blood and heat and pain and soon she’s on her feet as it looks like they saved the best for last. She’s yelling with the rest of the crowd, she’s groaning as her guy gets hit and screams “COME ON! FINISH HIM!”
And to everyones surprise – he does. Nearly for good too, as he lands a particularly vicious punch, and the other fighter crumples, almost in slow motion, hitting the mat in a spray of blood and sweat. Izzy cheers, and then turns to look at her date for the evening and shrugs, dark eyes sparkling with wickedness.
“Close one.” But she wins. She almost always wins.
[Derek Anderson] He had chuckled at her comment about not being brave enough to keep her all to himself. He could’ve replied but the crowd had start to yell and scream as the fight started so he had turned his attention to the fight. It was a hard fight, his guy almsot did it but then, he fell to the ground. He snort “Wuss, I could’ve taken him down, in less time too”
He shook his head “All right, seem like you’re my boss for the three days of your choosing.” He watched her with a grin “As for my winnings…how do you feel about having sex with another woman?” He ask, watching her reaction, they had said no limits but still he had to pull her leg some
“Kidding, but you’re welcome ot sit on my lap, we can start there”
[Izzy Montoya] She snorts as Derek calls it close, and says he could beat him. “Please, you can’t fight your way out of a paper bag. I could kick your ass…” She finishes off her beer, and turns to look at him as he asks his question. That brow arches as she sets her beer aside, and studies him.
“I said no limits.” That’s all she comments on, but then with a shake of her head, she chuckles, and in more of a PDA than she ever allows, she slides over to settle into his lap.
Because she never backs down. Ever. Not even now…
[Derek Anderson] He grinned, looking into her eyes “I could take you on Izzy…I guess that’s something we’d have to bet on..or you can try it during your three days” His big hands moved to rest on her tight ass. He knew she would have said yes to a threesome but he wasn’t in a sharing mood, beside Izzy was always more than enough for him.
His hands squeezed her butt slightly as is lips move closer to hers “I think we can start things a little more publicly then..we’ll see where we end up” His lips were curled in a smile, he was enjoying this.
[Izzy Montoya] She smirks, and rests her hands on his shoulders, before sliding her fingers along his neck, short nails teasing along the sensitive skin at the back of his neck. She arches her back, curling her hips into his hands..
“Mmmm. PDAs, is it? You call the shots, Detective.” And he does, though it is clear she’s allowing him this control. She could back down, and he’d let her. But, lucky for him – as she closes the last of the distance between them, laying claim to his lips, possessively – she never backs down.
[Derek Anderson] He kiss her, big hands caressing her butt, pressing her against him as people walk past them. They made many jealous. By their looks, by who they were with, by their boldness, their passion..they look like a new couple, even though they both knew they were far from that.
She thought he was into PDAs but it was more than that. He wanted her badly, If he could get away with it, he would take her there, but for onw, it would be only teasing, his mouth breaking the kiss, nibbling along her neck, hands rising along her sides, touching her breasts slightly. He wanted to turn her on here..then he would take her to a nice hotel room just for the heck of it and have her all over the room, including the spa. Girly girl or tomboy, he doubted she wouldn’t like spending time in a spa.
[Izzy Montoya] People stare, nudge each other, point, make faces – either jealousy or irritation – as she kisses him, deeply. Her lips part easily for him, her breath catching as he slides his hands over her breasts, nipples tightening, hardening under the tease. He breaks the kiss, nibbling along her neck, and after a beat she bares her throat for him, opening her skin to his play…
He wanted her, that much she can feel, and she rocks her hips slowly against him, teasing him, even as he contemplates just how far they can go here… how much they could get away with.
She at his shirt, and gets her hands to the bare skin of his lower belly, her fingers teasing just inside the waistband of his pants, as he contemplates hotels, and she concentrates on fulfilling his whims – without limit….
[Derek Anderson] His thumbs run over her hard nipples, his sex hardening under the rocking of her hips. He pinch one of her nipple over her shirt. Her touch turn him on, his hands move back down, behind her, under her shirt, fingers sliding under her pants a little, touching the smooth skin of her butt.
His lips kept nibbling at her neck, movign to her jawline “Hmm maybe it’s time to leave” He whisper to her. He let her move up an got up as well. He passed his arm around her waist nad using his folded jacket over his forearm ot hide his hand, he slowly slid it under her pants, caressing her sex as they walk, holding her against him…He was in ap layful, naughty mood
[Izzy Montoya] She chuckles, softly, and lifts a shoulder into a shrug. “Whatever you say, Detective…” She stands where he guides her, and takes a deep slow breath as his hand slides into her pants, playful under the hiding jacket, her hand sliding over his forearm as she presses back against him, his hand caressing her… a soft moan slipping unbidden from her lips as he teases her.
They pass through …crowd that lingers, none the wiser what he’s doing to her under that jacket, as she licks her lips, slightly, a light flush rising in her face as he finds her wet, wanting…
[Derek Anderson] He teased her, playing with her wetness. Once in a while, he nibbled at her neck, stepping outside with her. He lead her to his car, his hands staying in her pants until she was seated. His eyes looked into hers “Maybe you should undo your pants, even take them off” He said with a grin.
He walked to his side, got in, started the engine and drove away. His hand moved to reach between her legs again “I’d love for you to undo my pants and used that skilled mouth of yours while I tease you” He was having fun using her like that, and he knew he was setting himself up for an intense 3 days under her orders.
[Izzy Montoya] “Maybe I should…” She chuckles, and as he walks around the car, she leans back and shimmys out of her slacks, and sets them aside, leaving herself bare to his whim when he starts the car and drives away. Her thighs part easily as he reaches for her, curling her hips into his hand as he teases…
He’s enjoying using her, and she chuckles, again. She reaches and deftly unfastens his belt, his pants, slender fingers reaching in to free his length, before sliding into an easy stroke. She arranges herself carefully so that he can still play at her, and then slowly takes him deep into her throat… fingers sliding along the base as she swirls her tongue along sensitive head, pressing lightly into the glans underneath before taking him deep again…
[Derek Anderson] His fingers teased her clit, slid easilly inside her as she got wetter from his touch. His sex was rock hard when she freed it and he let out a soft moan when she took him deep in her mouth. By now, she know exactly how to pleasure him for maximum effect. As he knew how to touch her to acheive the same. The were starting to know each other pretty well, physically as well as their personality, their tastes.
He drove for a while, trying to focus on the road as her lips and tongue worked on his sex. His fingers never left her sex. Eventually he found the hotel he was looknig for and parked in the underground garage. It was late, not many where using it.” He stopped the engine and leaned his seat back
“I want you” He told her, his fingers moving out of her sex, pushing her butt so she moved toward him, then he brought them to his mouth so he could smell and taste her.
[Izzy Montoya] He drove, he had to pay attention to the road, he had to focus. This left her to enjoy his taste, the feel of his length sliding between her lips, the way he touches her, the way she is free to touch him and tease and do her best to distract him from driving….
She slides her hand into his slacks, caressing his balls, lightly, her tongue tracing along the underside of his sex, back up again before she slides her lips around him again, her body trembling with the sensations he builds through his teasing touch.
He leans back when they stop, and nudges her, causing her to chuckle again as she sits up, turning to face him, to slide her slender thigh over his, her fingers grasping his length to guide him as she sinks against him, taking him deep inside with a soft groan…
[Derek Anderson] He put his hand on her hips and started to move her up and down the lenght of his sex. She felt so good. He had been lucky enough to sleep with many gorgeous women lately and maybe Izzy wasn’t the most beautiful of them, though she was really pretty, there was something about her that made her his favorite. Something about her made her more attractive than all the rest. They might never be a couple…maybe he was jsut a footnote in her life, but he knew he’ll never forget the moments he was having with her. It wasn’t a romantic thing, it was just always so intense.
He moved her faster and harder on his sex, feeling his pelasure rise, watching her expression change when hers do as well. He doesn’t stop, doesn’t slow down until her sex clench around his, spasming because of her limax then he let go, filling her with his seed. Sex throbbing madly, breath fast, hands moving all over her
“Now let’s get a room and the fun can start” He said with a grin, a few moments after they had time to catch their breath.
[Izzy Montoya] Every moment was intense with him. He’s heard the rumors, he’s seen the truth, he knows she tends to go through men quickly, without thought or care, taking what she needs when she needs it from the nearest possibility. She is discreet in that she does not kiss and tell, she makes sure the others know the rules ahead of time, and then she fucks them silly – and kicks them out.
Derek has become something… different.
she refuses to examine it, refuses to pick it apart and try to understand why she lets him return, why she seeks him out, why she lets him do the things he does to her. They may never be a couple, but he has become the closest thing she’s had to it since John.
Maybe he’s a footnote.
Maybe not.
Her breath catches as they move together, faster and faster, her head tipping back as she rides him, her body tensing as inner muscles tighten around him, rippling as her release takes control, crying out as she comes with him, feels him spill so deeply within her.. his hands are everywhere, and she’s on fire for him – satiated, but never satisfied, never finished…
She smirks at him, and cocks a brow. “Should I put my pants back on then?”
[Derek Anderson] He chuckled “I’d say no but we might not be able to move past the front desk” He brought her ot him, kissing her deeply. Strange how things turn out sometimes. He hadn’t been sure he would call her the first time they met. But the next time they bumped into each other, she reminded him of her offer and once he went to her appartment, things were set in motion.
He hadn’t regretted any seconds of it. Oneday hse’ll get tired of him, and on that day, they go on their seprate way. That was the deal. He never forgot about it. The kiss broke and they put back on clothes..for a whole 7 minutes. They went out of the car, to the lobby, rented a nice big room with a spa, when up in the elevator, hands moving all over her body and when the door of the room closed, he kissed her again, undressing her deftly and quickly.
[Izzy Montoya] There’s a moment when he may think that the deal is up, that the limit has been reached, that there’s no chance it can continue. The elevator. She sets her jaw, her teeth grinding briefly as old terror settles briefly behind her eyes, in her head, pounding in her temple…
Bu then he’s kissing her again, his hands roaming over her body, seeking out skin, and she finds herself returning the kiss with desperation, quelling her panic with the familiar lines of his body, the way he presses against her, his lips against hers, his tongue in her mouth…
It’s with relief that she steps into the hall, though she doesn’t let him think about it, instead stepping into the room, kicking it closed behind them, and letting him undress her as she does the same in return…
[Derek Anderson] He had done his nest to keep her occupied in the elevator. Going up 30 floors by the stairs was just time consuming. He hoped she realized that too. Tomorrow they’ll go back down the stairs..they will be less..in the moment. Once both were naked, his hands moved all over her tight body, as if hecould never get enough of her. it wasn’t like he wasn’t seeing her regularly..yet, it was never enough.
He brought her to the bathroom, started the spaas he sat her on the edge, mouth kissing and sucking her breasts and nipples, then moving down, kissing her belly until he licked her sex, teasing her clit and labias. He didn’t seem to care much that he was tasting himself as well as her.
[Izzy Montoya] 30 flights of stairs is time consuming – and she will let him take her in the elevator tomorrow likely, too. It’s determination to face her fear, it is Fenrir to not be bested, though it so often near consumes her…
But that is tomorrow. This is today, and he has his night of no limits, and she obliges as he pulls her to the bathroom, sitting on the edge of the spa, leaning back as he teases her, nipples hard under his lips and teeth, her belly tightening as he finds her with his mouth, teasing her, tasting them both as he licks sensitive skin.
Somehow this no limits night is definitely turning out in her favor…
She slides her fingers through his hair, holding him to her as he builds up the sensations within her again… She braces a hand on the edge of the spa, and leans her head back, losing herself to his expert tease of tongue, lips, teeth, hips curling in a soft moaning beg for more… still more…
always more…
[Derek Anderson] He licked her, slid fingers inside her, rubbed her sensitive spot until the water in the spa was warm enough. He lifted her up, let her slide on his hard sex once more and he brought them both in the spa, slowly moving to sit with her straddling him, his hands on her butt. “I was thinking I’d let you enjoy yourself right now, move at your rythm, as slow or fast as you want…I jsut want you in this spa”
He grin then kissed her mouth hungrilly, hands movign to her bereasts, caressing, fondling, massaging them. He broke the kiss for a moment “After the spa..I want you again in bed, hopefully twice. And since it’s no limit, I would definatly love to enjoy your tight ass tonight” he ask her, looknig into her eyes, his body pressed against hers.
[Izzy Montoya] She slides against him, taking him deep inside again as he pulls her into the spa, her arms around his neck as she arches that brow at him, chuckling. In reply she starts to move, achingly slow, teasing herself as much as she does him, her body already begging for more…
Her lips curve into that slight smirk, comfortable and so very her, as he says what he wants… For her part, she simply moves against him, brushing her lips against his, and murmuring. “No limits. You get to fuck me… however, wherever, you wish…”
A delighted shudder rips through her, and she moves against him, taking him slow and deep, almost languid as she enjoys the feel of him so deeply inside… until she can’t hold back any longer, and rides him hard, laying claim to his lips once more…
[Derek Anderson] He had smiled when she agreed once more that he can have his ways with her however he wanted. She move slowly on him, achingly so, teasingly, feeling heavenly. His hands were on her breasts all the time she moved slowly and ten to her hips as she rides him hader, looking at the way her breasts bounce for a moment before she claim his lips and they kiss hard, passionatly until she climax around him and him deep inside her.
He let her stay on him as lnog as she wanted, as he catch his breath, in no hurry to pull out of herm. When she does, hen getly move her so she can lay her back against him, passing his arms around her. It was and intimate position, one that real lover would be in, not fuck buddies. He doiesn’t hold her tightly, allowing her to move away if she wanted. Either way, he smiled at her “I’m having a hell of a good time tonight”
[Izzy Montoya] She fights to catch her breath, resting her forehead against his, briefly, aftershocks dancing under her skin, quivering through her muscles, her breath falling in soft pants that are still more moan than breath…
When she has regained her senses, she lifts from him, and then simply looks at him for a long moment, as he moves her, pulling her into an intimate embrace. She trembles against him, slightly, as he wraps his arms around her – not tight, but there in a way they wouldn’t be for just fuck buddies… whatever they were – it wasn’t ‘just’ anything anymore…
She doesn’t pull away.
She does, however, laugh at his statement, turning her head to nip at his neck playfully. “That happens when you finally win a bet…”
[Derek Anderson] He chuckled at her words, tilting his head to let her nip at his neck “That’s true. I’m really having a blast and enjoying my victory. But you already know that I never minded lsoing to you. It always end up being what I had in mind anyway”
Fingers of one hand traced pattern on her belly, on her thighs, teasing the sensitive skin around her sex. He wasn’t really trying to turn her on..not this second. They had came twice in a short time, they would again soon, probably twice, maybe more for her if he did things correctly. Right now, he was enjyoing her body against his, her playful nips, the smell of her hair when he pressed his nose against her head. It was more sensual than they’re used to.
It was the kind of moment someone could say something stupid, something that may or may not be true, so for his part, he stay silent. Beside the fact they were enjoying a spa, this way, spoke more than most words they could use. He wasn’t ready to truly analyse how things were between them anyway.
[Izzy Montoya] She relaxes against him, slowly, letting the warmth of the water, the teasing touch, the way he enjoys her body work and sooth away her stress. For now, for his victory and perhaps for other reasons she won’t search and find, she simply relaxes, and enjoys it – enjoys him.
she lays her head back against his shoulder, her eyes closing part way, as her fingers flick throuh the water, a little, warmth following the teasing trail of his fingers against her skin…
He’s never minded losing to her. “Good – You get tonight. _I_ won three whole days…” Smug, that….