Morning-After Haze (Finished! :O)

[carcinoGeneticist]

"Nrrrrffff...[/b]" Seth murmured contentedly. He had spoken his piece and she was still here! The reasons behind this fact baffled him, but he just couldn't find the energy to complain or even contemplate it too deeply. Maybe she had killed before. Maybe she was looking to have an assassin of her own. Maybe she was terrified, but didn't want to run in the fear that he would kill her to prevent his secrets from getting out. Maybe maybe maybe. All that really mattered was the lovely, squishy, and warm coyote was wrapped securely in his wings and her chest was heaving.

It reminded him of a bad romance novel.

"Lots of reasons,[/b]" he murmured, still holding that blissful expression on his face. "Killed my half-brother pretty damn efficiently, and I needed to pay the bills. It's easy to make people disappear in the Glacier, and if people are willing to pay you to do it... Well. You know. Just makes sense, hnn?[/b]" cautiously, he glanced up at her, one eye-ridge raised slightly. He'd see how the news about his brother's fate went...

[Satra]

My goodness, he was a happy little bat wasn't he?

And, my goodness, the little bat had some interesting skeletons in his closet, didn't he? Granted, she certainly had her own, but this wasn't about her.

Yet.

She retreated from him, removing the softness he was enjoying so dearly, feigning fear.

"That's awful," she quivered. Under the mask lied a terrifying grin. She'd never been very good at pretending to be innocent. Even when she was serious, it had always bordered on ambiguity... but that didn't stop it from being fun, "How can I ever trust you, knowing such things about you?" Had he been able to see her eyes at the moment, shining with a wicked glee... she wished she could see it... I must know if he's telling the truth... she brushed off the notion of his slaying his own kin. He probably had a good reason. The man seemed at the very least, somewhat sane.

"Unless... there's some way I can save you from this life of sin?" Her claws dragged themselves gently from the back of his head to the side of his face as she seemed to quote the cliches from romance novels.

The difference was, however, that the female lead was always innocent and never had ulterior motives.

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Seth, finding the warmth withdrawn from him suddenly, floundered. "Ahnnn?![/b]" he vocalized, staring at her with slightly wide eyes. Well, there was the expected reaction. He had honestly believed that Heilyn would be somehow tougher than this, and his lower lip jutted out slightly as his grin slowly faded into an extremely pathetic pout. None of this made any sense.

More importantly, why did he give a damn what she thought?! Sure, he'd slept with her twice now, but that's all she was: Someone to keep his bed warm for the night. His ears flattened and he opened his mouth, a snappy reply already burning its way up.

He was interrupted by the movement, his neck and back arching. "N-nnhhhh...[/b]" was all that remained of his once-snappy comeback. This was getting worse and worse by the minute! She had turned him into a fluffy creature with oatmeal filling his brain! "What d'you suggest?[/b]" he finally groaned, narrowing his eyes at her as he forced her close again. God, she was a teasing bitch.

Mmmmm.

[Satra]

She had to stifle a laugh as she watched his expression change from blissful to confused to angry... then climbing back to that blissful state as she moved her hand. This was so much fun.

She took a pleased, quick intake of breath as he pulled her close. My God, he was strong. For a moment, she'd forgotten her game as she was once again pressed up tightly against the bat. A "Mmnnnhh..." accompanied by a very happy growl and a wagging tail, claws digging happily into his skin. She made a snap at his shoulder, only to be stopped by that damnable mask.

Oops, that kind of blew the "innocent" thing right out of the water, didn't it? Oh, well.

Had she not been so "comfortable" wrapped in his wings, she would've made a rather mood-ruining comment to him about "finding God" or some such crap. But, no. She wanted this to last for as long as possible... What? wait, no, that can't be right.

She traced the marking on his chest over several times with her finger slowly as she spoke.

"Wouldn't it defeat the purpose of saving you from sin with sin?" she knew she'd already lost her cover and couldn't regain it, so the new comment was pure irony, especially considering their relationship thus far. How much more will you reveal to me, in you words and your actions? she thought. She already new he was a fairly carnal creature, perhaps he'd present something new?

[carcinoGeneticist]

Each of her motions sent him into more and more of a desperate state, and his mouth opened, a warm puff of breath accompanying the scrape of teeth against the tiny bit of jawline that he could find with that mask. He hated that mask. He hated the airtanks, too, but he had gotten those off... The mask seemed like it was just a no-go, then. Her soft growl made him absolutely squirm. Who knew someone like her could be so sexy?

Then her mask bumped into his shoulder, waking him from the sexy-hungry stupor he had been sinking steadily into. "Ow.[/b]" he muttered, eyebrows furrowed. Well, at least she didn't look like she was about to leap out of the bed again... It was definitely a start in the right direction. His ears slowly began to relax to their normally upright position, and he shook his head in an attempt to get the blue hair to fall back into place.

He puffed his chest out slightly under her touch, his self-satisfied grin worming its way back onto his smug little face (well, big face. His snout seemed to stick out a half-mile or so.). Yeah, admire that 10. Please, feed his ego a little bit more.

"Yeah, and you're a little Catholic schoolgirl yourself, Lyn.[/b]" he laughed. "Sex and killing people... They go hand in hand, right?[/b]" Suddenly, he had pinned her beneath him, staring into the eyeholes of her mask. Her eyes... Were yellow. He shrugged that thought out, though, putting pressure on her just so. "Why don't you tell me what's on your mind? Worried I'll get hurt?[/b]" a teasing grin and a brief flaring of his fur would tell her he was kidding... Or was he?

[Satra]

"Nrf" was the noise she made in apology when she bumped his shoulder. Apology? No, no. She was merely frustrated she couldn't bite him back. Yes. That was it. She did love the way he bite her, though.

A breathy growl escaped her as he pinned her, tail wagging. Oh, ho, she loved it.

Lyn? So few people even thought to call her that, far too intimidated by her presence and strangeness for the concept of calling her nicknames to cross their minds. Did he think he could have that kind of comfort with her just because he slept with her? Hoho. This was a very wrong behavior that needed to be corrected.

"They go incredibly well together," she growled softly back at him. She put her hands on him, rubbing gently up to the back of his neck again as she spoke, "However, I am not worried that I'm going to hurt you. You'd just enjoy it, so what's there to worry about. I am a little worried, though, that you're not telling me the truth," the hand on the back of his neck took a very firm grip on the scruff of his neck, pulling it back slightly as she rose to meet it,

"Because I think we could be very, very good for each other."

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Seth appreciated the sentiment and beamed, if only for a second, at her apologetic statement. The way she wagged her tail, the rumbing of her growls agains his body, oh~ The sum of the creature was, despite her strangenessess, an absolute delight! He felt giddy, yes, like a schoolboy, and it was her fault!

If he wasn't so giddy, he'd kill her for making him so!

The bat made a low sound, somewhere deep in his throat, as she rubbed at his fur, eyelids fluttering closed for a moment. And then, she pulled him back by his ruff. His pupils narrowed in surprise, then dilated almost fully. "Understood, mistress.[/b]" he finally coughed out, expression almost serious as he squirmed. "What are you implying? I've been truthful to you up until this point... Now I want a little more from you.[/b]"

[Satra]

Ooo~ she liked that title. Probably more than the "Her Excellence" she'd been so recently granted. She grinned, slowly releasing him, rubbed the spot she'd grabbed, moving to behind his ears again. Oh, hands, what marvelous things they were.

"Alright," she said, feeling awfully generous, "I suppose it's only fair, hmm?" her tone was low and silky, teetering between the intent to threaten or seduce, just a hint of a growl. "What do you wish to know?" she asked, leaning back on her elbows casually, taking her hands off of him.

"Oh, what I imply is purely potential. I don't know you well enough yet to say for sure," she looked him up and down, taking in his full form. It certainly reflected everything he said. Well built, sturdy, rugged, and -in her opinion- absolutely lovely. Definitely not the product of a sheltered life, "but you've certainly caught my attention."

[carcinoGeneticist]

In its own special, almost frightening, way, that voice was more of a turn-on than almost anything else she could have done at that point. As his head was released, he immediately collapsed against her with a small groan, wrapping his wings around her middle and nuzzling at her torso. So long as he didn't think about it too hard, he could appreciate this for what it was and not something deeper and more involved.... right?

One of her statements was nagging at the back of his mind, and he glanced up at her at the invitation, ears panning backwards slightly. It was almost comical, but in this pose she would be able to see his stubby little tail flick slightly from side to side as he thought. Flick-flick.

"What, exactly, do you mean...[/b]" he began, expression thoughtful, thumbs kneading slightly at her back. "...When you say we could be good together? I don't want you getting any ideas.[/b]" Seth's expression as he spoke those words was entirely conflicted, torn between "that's right, I just wanna keep having sex with you! hah!" and "well... we are good for eachother. can this be more than sex?". In his mind, it wasn't even clear which of the two he wanted more.

This was turning into a disaster.

[Satra]

She had to admit, she was enjoying his reactions and nuzzling in a way she did not expect.... She shook herself of the thought, brushing them off as flukes.

Haha, she was making him think now. This was good. In fact, it was unintentionally turning better than she expected. Well, as far a a good mindfuck went. time to throw him the little curveball, yes?

"I have many ideas. Some you'd like, some you may not, but that's irrelevant," she waved a hand as if shooing a fly, "You asked me why I was a Jack. I'll tell you. I was sent by my home region to be the connection between the Bog and here beyond the Wall. I am a Jack," she took a moment to shudder at his thumbs on her back, her leg giving an involuntary twitch or two. She gave a steady breath outward. She'd never met anyone who knew how to touch her in all the right ways after so few meetings, "because I am an Attending Jack of the Court of Hearts.

And you, my little assassin, may be of use to me."

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