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Post by carcinoGeneticist on Jan 17, 2008 17:28:14 GMT -5
Oh, oh yes. This Heilyn was almost as disgustingly subtle as her employer would be charming, and Seth let out a quietly pleased hiss. His ears flattened back as he met her challenge, teeth scraping across her neck just hard enough. Subtle agreed with him, yes indeed it did.
~[of course XD]~
Seth was a man. That meant, of course, that the second time was just as good as the first, only slightly more tiring. He lay back, staring upwards and smiling to himself, eyes lidded slightly. The cuddling afterwards made him feel a little awkward, in a way, but he could deal. Sex was sex, what came after... Well. He assured himself that really, truely, this was only for her sake, and it was just a stupid one night stand. Next time he saw the coyote they'd likely be at each other's throats again.
As she hopped down, he sat up, a little sadly. Oh, well. That had been nice while it had lasted. Stretching a wing out, he absently scratched at his neck. A bath would be nice, but... He had the distinct feeling that it was, in fact, getting to be time for him to leave. "Thanks for the offer, but... I should be getting on. Work calls.[/b]" it was a lie, but she wouldn't know that. They hadn't spoken at all about each other's profession. "I can help you get those tanks on, though.[/b]"
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Post by Satra on Jan 17, 2008 17:53:46 GMT -5
"Yeah, that'd be nice," she responded, not bothering to ask about his profession. If he stuck around long enough, then she would care to know. But, really, how long would that be? The end today, probably. Well, it was very, very nice while it lasted. She stretched. Oh, it felt good all over in that sore, scratched up kinda way.
"Have fun at work. She's likely not allow me to be seen around the sales floor today again," they were putting on the tanks as she explained, for whatever reason she felt she needed to explain, "Keep in mind, I am only renting space in this awful place temporarily. I apologize for you having to look at the horrors that lie above." Seriously, everyone else she really didn't care about what they though of her, seeing her association with the store. Why did she care what he thought?
Because you've starved yourself sexually, and now you're desperate. she told herself. Of course. That was the only answer. And as soon as he leaves, I really gotta ice that paw before that damage becomes permanent...
She limped up the stairs deciding that, though ignoring the pain would be nice, pain was a sensation that told you when something was wrong. So the more time spent using it, the more likely this would be a problem later...
"Behold, the seventh layer of Hell," she said rather dryly, opening the door at the top of the stairs. No one else was in the store yet, and the bird turned around in her seat, looking at them expectantly.
"Seth, Miss... Amethyst," she still hated saying it, that stupid name "vis versa. I wouldn't hold it against you if you felt like running now," she told him quite matter-of-factly. The bird was a little taken back by Heilyn's keeping her out of her life. I swear, the woman doesn't know what privacy is... Heilyn thought as the bird began to open her mouth to say something.
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Post by carcinoGeneticist on Jan 17, 2008 18:45:07 GMT -5
Seth listened to her babble (she really was babbling, and he didn't have the foggiest idea of why - it wasn't like she needed to impress him or something!) as he helped her into her tanks, nodding occasionally. Really, this was just kinda weird, and he wasn't entirely sure what he should do or say. She almost seemed... Uncomfortable, and in turn that made him feel uncomfortable in turn. "No need to apologize,[/b]" he murmured as the packs finally slid on. "We do what we can.[/b]" well, that was enough seriousness for the day. He needed to leave, and fast.
Her limp worried him as they made their way up the stairs, but he tried to push it out of his mind. He just hoped her injury wasn't worsened by their romp, as he was already pretty much positive that he was the original cause of it. "I never imagined that Hell would be so... Pink.[/b]" he finally replied in a low voice, and he found himself grinning as his eyes fell upon the avian. Ahh, he hoped he hadn't scarred the prissy woman too badly... Well. That was a lie.
"A pleasure, Miss Amy.[/b]" the bat replied, nodding his head to her before she could get a word out. "And yes, I believe I will be taking my leave now.[/b]" he shot Heilyn a grin, but there was something diferent in his expression. He almost looked... Longing, despite himself. "Thanks for the wonderful evening, Lyn.[/b]"
And with that, he was gone.
((We can either end here or with one more post from you <3))
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Post by Kiki on Jan 17, 2008 20:05:23 GMT -5
Xenon and Satra receive 4 token each, to be redeemed in Ashwin's Shoppe.
This will automatically be added to your recorded totals in the shoppe.
Congratulations, and keep up the good RP!
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Post by Satra on Jan 17, 2008 23:03:56 GMT -5
[Just a quick closer, then it's labeled finished :3 ]
The avian lightened as she was addressed, excited to start talking... and now he's leaving. Pfft, typical of anyone she would bring home. 'Lyn'? Heh, she hadn't heard anyone use that nickname in a while. She smiled in spite of herself when he thanked her for the evening.
"Same," she responded in a low voice, watching him leave. The door shut behind him, and she paused, still watching the door, thinking. The bird raised an eyebrow, observed for a moment, then cleared her throat.
"Ya smell like crap, Miss Lynny," she commented fairly sarcastically, "You have until I pull out the air freshener to get outta my sight."
[And we close with a mood ruiner. *bows, exit stage right* ]
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