08-07-2008, 06:24 PM
She had been insulted at the way he'd said those words, but out of nowhere it seemed that the tables had turned. Her eyes lit with fire as the male hovered over her, his voice echoing in her ears as he gave her a means to end her apparent boredom. The amusement in his eyes and the smirk on his face made her blood boil, once again he was suggesting that she'd use him in some way to end the idle way she'd been acting. She was about to kill him after the taunting and teasing words he'd used, thinking that he really must be stupid or really desperate for anything to happen in his life.
He spoke of her as though she was nothing more than something to ease his boredom, yet he seemed to beg her to kill him. She might be the older of the two but it was obvious that he was the larger. Firefly was actually in a position where she'd either have to kill the bastard, if it was possible at this point, or find some other form to keep the play afoot. The words droned on, acting as though he would ignore her, no speak of her, insulted by the fact that she didn't care what he thought of her. Then out of nowhere he seemed to speak of the real him, on a good day, what she might think of him. Snarling as he decided to kindly inform her that he wasn't in a mood to be sweet today she bared her fangs and growled. "I haven't met you on a good day and now there's no point in even wanting me to." The words were a mere hiss as she glared at the male above her.
With the brush of his lips against hers and that little bell of laughter, not caring for who she really was, stating that he wasn't her keeper, yet the stance over her suggested he was trying to keep her now. That finaly push of words was overkill, the kiss upon her lips as her mood suddenly went from bored to the brink of her darker world. The boy wanted something, that was obvious. He wanted her to be a whore, to be easy on the eyes. She couldn't help her beauty but she could something he'd never known before, brutal and harsh, taking what was meant in love from the hatred she had for how he forcefully took the kiss she had never offered him.
Her eyes flashed darkly as she placed her arms between them, her nails digging into his flesh as she spoke softly, the darker lay over her words apparent. "Who's here to ease who's boredom.." she asked. Trying to raise herself up she could feel her body brush against his, the muscles the male was working on toning were hard against her flesh. Lowering her body back to the ground she sat there silently a moment just gazing at the male, knowing the next move wasn't hers this time.
He spoke of her as though she was nothing more than something to ease his boredom, yet he seemed to beg her to kill him. She might be the older of the two but it was obvious that he was the larger. Firefly was actually in a position where she'd either have to kill the bastard, if it was possible at this point, or find some other form to keep the play afoot. The words droned on, acting as though he would ignore her, no speak of her, insulted by the fact that she didn't care what he thought of her. Then out of nowhere he seemed to speak of the real him, on a good day, what she might think of him. Snarling as he decided to kindly inform her that he wasn't in a mood to be sweet today she bared her fangs and growled. "I haven't met you on a good day and now there's no point in even wanting me to." The words were a mere hiss as she glared at the male above her.
With the brush of his lips against hers and that little bell of laughter, not caring for who she really was, stating that he wasn't her keeper, yet the stance over her suggested he was trying to keep her now. That finaly push of words was overkill, the kiss upon her lips as her mood suddenly went from bored to the brink of her darker world. The boy wanted something, that was obvious. He wanted her to be a whore, to be easy on the eyes. She couldn't help her beauty but she could something he'd never known before, brutal and harsh, taking what was meant in love from the hatred she had for how he forcefully took the kiss she had never offered him.
Her eyes flashed darkly as she placed her arms between them, her nails digging into his flesh as she spoke softly, the darker lay over her words apparent. "Who's here to ease who's boredom.." she asked. Trying to raise herself up she could feel her body brush against his, the muscles the male was working on toning were hard against her flesh. Lowering her body back to the ground she sat there silently a moment just gazing at the male, knowing the next move wasn't hers this time.