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Post by ghost on Jun 18, 2007 18:13:03 GMT -5
Passion smiled, did he think she was going to kill him? Really? The slightest flirt she made twords him, and she thought he thought, she was going to kill him... Maybe. But she liked him... Alot. Her fur rose to the highest it could go. Her green eye glittered as she looked at him. Her blue eye sparkled coldly. She smirked at him, her tail caressing his paw.
" You might mean more than you think..." she muttered it, a very silky reply. But yet there was fear, what if she was rejected.
Her body wanted pleasure, she wanted it baddly. But passion would have to have to wait. Passion wanted passion, huh? Funny mix. Would she get the love she never received from this male? Maybe, play it cool Passion.
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Post by Basil<< on Jun 21, 2007 0:11:00 GMT -5
Fang was much too drawn by this smooth she-cat. He shifted, almost uncomfortably. He wasn't sure he quite trusted her, but his guard was lowering...very slowly. He watched silently as she slithered her tail about his paw suggestively. He started as she muttered something, and it took him a moment to process what she had said.
You might mean more than you think...
How silky, suggestive almost, those words were. Darkly suggestive, a thing that appealed to his rough male nature.
However, there was a touch of fear in her words, one deeply disguised but still there. He knew that feeling, had felt it before. She seemed to want something, and he was fairly sure he knew what it was. The thought brought out a dark side of him, purely primal and hungry for something he was nor sure he wanted to admit. It was a hunger for...passion, darkly erotic and easily fixed. He had a fix for that right in front of him.
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Post by ghost on Jun 24, 2007 14:02:59 GMT -5
Passion let out a small pur from her small vocals. Her voice was light and tempting as she meowed " If you did not want to talk to me, You can walk away.." she replied bluntly. The look in his eyes sent shivers of pleasure down her spine. But she did not let him notice that. She let her paw rise to her face as she licked it a few times. There was no joke in her words.
She let her tail wrap around her body again, it was like an meager protection. Her eyes glittered, one like the spring and the other like winter. Her body arched in an active yawn, she wasn't tired just bored of the games she was playing.What else could she do? Were the possiblities endless?
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Post by Basil<< on Jun 24, 2007 20:51:29 GMT -5
Ah, but that would not be gentlemanly.
he replied, his tail lifting and swaying behind him lazily. His eyes were dark, almost black. They got that way when he was...hungry, but not in a food sense. Thoughts of such things raced through his mind, and his eyes glittered. She wasn't joking, but neither was he.
He watched her tail wrap around silky paws, and such a simple gesture sent shivers down his spine. She was definitely a desirable creature. He caught her eyes, enjoying their versatility. One was like fresh spring leaves, the other like a cloudy day.
She yawned, arching her back. his brow- if cats had brows- arched in a simple gesture that could be taken quite a few ways. He saw the contemplation in her eyes, and a grin hovered under the surface where he could control it. He lifted a paw, his claws wriggling in front of his face. His eyes were shuttered, emotion blocked away now. He glanced up at her, his yellow-gray eyes dull.
So you see my predicament, angel. I cannot leave without seeming like a cad.
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Post by ghost on Jun 26, 2007 9:14:10 GMT -5
" Ahh, but you see. It wouldn't be the first time, and you, love. Would not be the last..." She replied nonchalantly. Her eyes glittered as she set them on his, her body racked with a shuddering passion, once again, the name passion could be used in so many ways. She knew what trechery was to come for her actions, but he was.... special... She could not just let him go... But it seemed, that all her hard work was paying off; He was comming to her. Now to take it a step further
Passion grinned wildly, she was quite a handfull when it came to obediance. She padded over to Fang, her tail, silky and long swaying behind her. She let out a seductive purr and rubbed her small shaped head under his chin, " Can you resist temptation? She asked with a small laugh, that sugested, hey! She might be evil.
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Post by Basil<< on Jun 28, 2007 17:46:51 GMT -5
Ahh, but you see. It wouldn't be the first time, and you, love. Would not be the last...
Fang nodded, remaining silent. She was right, but he was not one of many. If they did this, it would not be something she would forget, he could be sure of that. She would be moaning his name for months.
He laid his tail on his paws, awaiting her next move. he knew how close he was, how good she was at her little game. She grinned wildly, and he uncurled his tail demurely. She padded forward, and Fang forced himself to remain still. His sharp odd eyes were emotionless, calculating even. She was purring, yes she was. He lifted his chin, finding hers underneath, a seductive gesture.
Can you resist temptation?
Fang smirked coldly. You may find I can. He lifted her chin with his tail, looking into her eyes. My question for you is..can you? He moved closer, so close their paws were touching, and stared into her eyes. He could see her want, need. He wanted to play with that, make her ask for what she wanted. She would not take, she would only receive what he could give. He could give her a lot.
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Post by ghost on Jun 28, 2007 21:18:27 GMT -5
Passion's eyes flared, My question is..can you?" Or course she could! Passion pulled away, from his tail, her lips passed over it before so, her paws grazing his as she padded around him, her tail flicking his ear. Her one blue eye was a chip of ice, she wasn't angry, just frusterated at her own game not working. Her green eye looked at Fang with an odd love. It wasn't a genuine love right? Might be... She smirked and jumped ontop a couch the junkyard had provided. She yawned as if bored, but she was really begining to like Fang. But she knew he wouldn't stay. But his soft fur, and this thick cutted paws. It made her swoon, but she woyld have to keep her cool.
" I can very much so. Join me for a nap, love." she purred. She tapped her tail lightly on the couch and curled up looking at him with her eyes, michmatched staring at him with an intense passionate feeling.
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Post by Basil<< on Jun 28, 2007 22:03:09 GMT -5
He watched her reaction, mildly amused. She pulled away. Her maw brushed his tail, and it sent tingles up his spine. She flicked her tail at his ear, and he lifted a paw in an instant reaction to swat it away, turning it into a lick to his paw. It wasn't an insult to her, it was an automatic reflex. He caught her frustration as she padded by, and he almost let out a chuckle.
He watched her jump onto an old dilapidated couch with a smirk. He ignored her yawn and stood, his tail swinging lazily behind him.
I can very much so. Join me for a nap, love.
Fang's ears flicked, and he sat again. I am not quite sure of your intentions, angel. he drawled, curling up his tail and licking the end of it. He got up and padded forward, looking dangerously dark. He lifted his front paws and rested them on the couch, right in front of Passion. He lowered his head so it was level with hers and met her eyes. His tail curled around in a question mark shape, and he let his eyes grow dark. Do you have dark intentions? it was not much louder than a murmur, his words, and they had an edge, darkly erotic and more suggestive than her whole game put together.
Yes, he was good at this.
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Post by ghost on Jun 29, 2007 7:28:52 GMT -5
Passion's eyes continued to have their steely glint. She purred loudly, as Fang played right into her paws. Do you have dark intentions? She sure did.
Her fur tingled as she rolled onto her back slightly, she batted at Fang's paws playfully. Her tail was swinging slightly, as she was quite agitated about have a male all her own. She was begining to grown triedsome of her game, but Fang. The male was to good, to fun, to leave hanging. Her green eye grew to a frosty green color, as she stared at his dark eyes. They send shivers down her body, those dark exotic eyes. So rare, and yet, if she found herself breaking the gaze, she'd just go back.
" What do you think, love?" she purred seductivly.
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Post by Basil<< on Jun 29, 2007 14:17:14 GMT -5
Fang caught the steely glint in her eyes, and was tempted to laugh. Her moods amused him. They changed like the weather in winter, and so did her eyes.
What do you think, love?
He watched her antics with dark eyes, half closed and seductive. He wasn't feeling the way his eyes may have seemed, but he sure was putting on a good show for her. She rolled onto her back and batted at Fang's paws. Fang shifted them slightly, leaping up onto the dank couch beside her. Just to irk her, he curled up and laid his nose on his paws, his tail over his nose. He slid his eyes over to Passion lazily, looking rather sleepy.
a nap it is.
He closed his eyes, flicking his ears and shifting his tail to lay farther over his nose. He opened his eyes slightly, a lazy grin floating on his maw.
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Post by Basil<< on Jul 6, 2007 13:08:06 GMT -5
-nudge- Are you going to post, dear?
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Post by ghost on Jul 6, 2007 17:34:00 GMT -5
Passion's eyes cooled from the deep firey blue, to a soft mellow loving color. Her body streched as she flexed her claws over the ruined old couch. Did his presents irk her? No way, in fact, Passion with her dark intentions smiled at the fact he WAS showing some intrest in her.
a nap it is.
Her voice rose to a deep throated content purr. Was it wrong to feel such at home with the tom? No, she could defend herself if anything went wrong. Her body curled up into a ball, but the tip of her tail touched Fang's paws, alomst teasingly. Eyes glittering she closed then halfway, her trust was not fully won.
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Post by Basil<< on Jul 6, 2007 18:21:50 GMT -5
Fang's half closed eyes caught the change in her gaze, and Fang suppressed a chuckle. Again with the mood swings. He felt the vibrations from her purr like a soft massage. He opened one eye, formidably silver.
He lifted his head and shifted, lifting a big paw. He licked it nonchalantly, ignoring Passion's tail touching his other paw. He wouldn't be lured right into her lap like a soft minded puppy. He had more smarts than that. Her smooth words and mind games amused him deeply, and he was flattered by her attention.
He couldn't stop a rough chuckle from erupting softly from his throat at the thought. He'd have to be careful, or his head would explode from swelled ego.
Fang lifted his eyes lazily to hers, which were half-closed as well. Ah, so she didn't quite trust him. Well, who could blame her? There were not many cats Fang himself trusted. He could really only think of one, and he hadn't seen that cat in quite a few moons. /Too long to go on without seeing one's own son./ a nagging voice in the back of his mind said. He fought the thought away and laid his head on his paws, truly drowsy. Boredom affected one that way, it seemed.
His tail twitched impatiently. He'd lay here until she made her move, or whatever she wanted from him. If she didn't, though, he didn't see any reason to stay. He felt the icy prison around his heart constrict, the breaks in his soul tell him to leave before he hurt the pretty she-cat, before he himself was hurt. He glanced over at her, indecision masked behind a stony face, stone like the rest of him. One might even think he had a stone heart. Quite the opposite, really. He had a heart, alright, made of flesh, on that was bleading and broken from his past. Secrets no cat knew, that no cat would ever know.
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Post by Basil<< on Aug 1, 2007 0:28:16 GMT -5
((Bump for system. need to get something going on here. ver much disliking all this unactiveness on this site.))
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Post by ghost on Aug 26, 2007 0:34:14 GMT -5
-Ooc: Sorries
A small smirk played along the lips of the pretty she-cat. The call of a crow called out, and she shot her head up to find Fang's pained expression. Her eyes's shifted into a diffrent mood, one never saw before; compassion. " Hmmm, I know you are not going to tell me, but I will ask anyway; What's on your mind." Passion asked, lightly flicking fang with her soft feathery tail, a gesture of comfort perhaps? Her eyes narrowed as she continued, " Take heed, don't take my compassion lightly..." Her tail kinked around her paws as her body let a shutter run down her body. It had been so long, so long, seince she cared for anyone. So why? Why did she care for Fang? Why didn't she just get what she wanted, and leave? Her heart started to pound, and her ears flicked off an invisable pressents, she tried to get rid of her feelins for Fang... But he was so, handsome, intriging, and lustfull. She couldn't get the image of Fang's sneering face out of her mind, and it made her heart jingle in her small ribcage.
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