There ain't no room in my bed

Vikas Limonchenko · 02-11-2012, 06:15 PM

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She reciprocated his movement toward her so that they were closer now than ever. Her scent filled his nose and drowned his brain, until all he could think about was how much he was attracted to her in that very moment. Her brilliant green eyes pulled him closer still, keeping his own pair focused on her every motion. Fleta darted forward like an assassin, pressing her mouth firmly against his. Her lips were soft and warm, but the kiss was fleeting. Vikas let out a silent gasp when she pulled away. The male looked down at his chest as he felt her fingers tickling his skin through his thin shirt. She finally stopped and settled on the upper part of his jacket. She dipped her hand into his pocket, jerking it back an instant later with a bright flash of light. At first it didn't register that what she had pulled out was actually a knife.

Suddenly Fleta retreated, widening the gap between them and leaving Vikas feeling oddly isolated despite remaining within arm's reach. The knife began to flit to and fro between the girl's hands, sparkling in the morning sun. Vikas' eyes looked like a metronome as he followed the weapon's path. The male flinched when she snatched it up with her own teeth. She obviously knew what she was doing, but it had startled him nonetheless. He hadn't known what to expect, and still didn't, for that matter. The female leaned back, her hair cascading behind her in long auburn locks. Vikas thought to himself that her neck looked slender and graceful like that. It was an odd thought, but the line and movement of that particular pose would make for a remarkable painting. His eyes flashed up to the knife again just before it vanished in her mouth. His eyes widened, clearly bewildered.

He was stuck in that dumb look when she finished and asked for his opinion. Vikas recovered, looking up at her. A grin crept slowly across his face until it brought forth loud laughter. "Jesus," he chuckled, sitting upright. He patted down his jacket and readjusted his collar while he laughed quietly to himself. The grey wolf flashed her an approving smile. "That was remarkable Fleta, you're really something." He didn't know what the hell to say to all that, except that it had simply blown him away. He didn't even understand how she had done all of it, but it would have been incredibly easy to slip all sorts of tricks and moves by him without him noticing. He had been far too focused on what Fleta had wanted him to look at for his eyes to wander to anything revealing.

Vikas leaned back into a comfy slouch. He tilted his chair back with a foot keeping him anchored against the couch, and rested his elbows on the back of his chair. "I gotta say, you're a bit of a wild card, but I like it," he said jovially.

Vikas Limonchenko

Terra · 02-11-2012, 06:29 PM

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The look of bewilderment pleased Terra more than any amount of praise could have. She lived to trick people, whether by stealing their stuff or simply confounding them with sleight of hand. Her tail wagged happily as Vikas pulled out of the daze she'd sent him into, gazing at her admiringly. The young wolf broke into laughter, full of joy at what had occurred. Smiling she moved to sit in front of him again. Unfortunately her seat had managed to run away in the excitement, leaving her with the option of the floor or him. Tilting her head she studied Vikas, wondering if he'd let her do that.

When he finally managed to speak, Terra's ears dipped down humbly, modestly taking in the praise. Grinning at his description Terra decided to take the chance, and dropped into his lap. Gazing into his eyes she smiled. You really do? One hand traced over his body, discreetly returning the knife without disturbing Vikas with the slight weight added. Most people consider something like that dangerous. Being unpredictable made people uneasy, not knowing if she would be friend or foe, no standards to judge her by.

Let the night take you away

Vikas Limonchenko · 02-12-2012, 08:36 AM

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Fleta seemed pleased with herself, and Vikas was in an equally good mood. He was happy he had decided to go rummaging around in houses with her, even if his original plan had fallen through. The house held no interest for him anymore, but he hardly felt disappointed. He was just reflecting on his good fortune when the nymph herself fell into his lap. He shifted his body so that he remained balanced on his seat, although the chair remained tilted back slightly. You really do? He watched her hand flit over his chest again. "Mm," he murmured affirmatively.

Vikas moved his left hand so that it rested gently against her lower back. He cocked his head, giving an asymmetrical smirk to match. "Maybe I just like dangerous," he suggested. And he did. He had no doubt now that this girl did indeed have an edge to her that he still hadn't fully seen. But he didn't shoo her away. Danger was fine by him. He was young and still had the reckless mentality that kept people from realizing that they are indeed mortal. It didn't help that pain only made him more crazed, even if it was being inflicted upon him. Not that he was a masochist, far from it. All in all, Vikas thought he had little to fear in life so far. Solitude was more frightening than any threat that had been thrown at him in the past. "Should I be concerned?" he cooed.

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Terra · 02-12-2012, 11:31 AM

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Being so close to Vikas set Terra's body thrumming again. A slow fire began to spread through her veins, hastened by his touch. Terra shifted slightly, letting her body rub against his hand before relaxing again, burning eyes meeting his. The crooked smile was wonderful, lighting up the young male's face. She laughed at his words of liking danger. Terra didn't like danger in particular, but trouble, the reason why her heart beat. The fact that they so often walked hand in hand meant nothing to her. Growling playfully she leaned closer to him.

His words brought another small chuckle from Terra's lips. She was past the point of warning him what he dealt with. Her net was drawn, both of them safely entangled in the center. Both of them could thrash against the walls Terra had created, but they wouldn't break. Meeting his eyes Terra smiled, a slow languid smile, one that looked like she was either going to tear away from him or swallow him whole. I don't see any reason why you should be.

Let the night take you away

Vikas Limonchenko · 02-13-2012, 06:51 PM

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Her warm body pressed against him, and he answered happily by stroking her back with his hand. Vikas liked her little growl and laughter, it was charming to him, but hardly innocent. His grin softened to a smile of pure contentment. Fleta leaned in, demanding his attention with her eyes. Those amber-flecked eyes had a habit of pulling him in, whether he liked it or not. There was just something about her that was slightly off-putting, something that told him that she was not a nice girl, like he had tried to mentally defend her as. He had accepted his silent theory as fact, and had officially determined that she was probably feistier than what she had allowed him to see so far. Her Cheshire cat grin sent a fresh rush of adrenaline pumping through his body.

If she had just batted her eyelids, if she had played dumb or hyper-feminine, Vikas wouldn't feel the way he did now. It was purely because she seemed capable and sketchy that Vikas wanted to let go of all decency. The rush he was getting now was the same feeling he got when he had the chance to draw blood. It was invigorating. The things he wanted to do to her were things he would never dream of doing to other females, at least, not without buying them dinner first.

Vikas ducked his head close to hers, so that their cheeks brushed together ever so slightly. "Fleta," he spoke, his voice urgent but quiet. "If I'm ever going to visit your pack with any sense of pride or dignity, I think we ought to stop here." Not that he wanted to. He gave her a small squeeze around her waist. "Hm?" he murmured, giving her a quick lick to the neck.

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Terra · 02-13-2012, 08:54 PM

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He rubbed her back, sending Terra to twist into his grasp. Her own hands knitted into his shirt, frustrated at the layers that kept her from touching his fur, from running her hands all across his body. The thin red bands around her own body were so delicate, easy to break and tear away, revealing more than if she had chosen to wear nothing at all. Her heart pounded in her throat, catching his bright eyes. They were innocent in some ways, yet in others knew more than her. Vikas knew what the end of this game was, something Terra was yet to experience, despite her dark nature.

Their cheeks brushed, Terra happily rubbing against him. His voice spoke, just for her. Terra's ear flicked towards him, listening to his words. It was so disappointing, and challenging at the same time. She wanted to say 'screw the pack' and continue what they were doing. She did have responsibilities however, no matter how light they were. If she wanted him to come they'd have to stop, something Terra really, really didn't want. It was almost a physical need. Contact with him didn't help, her waist squeezed tightly, Terra becoming very aware of his own waist, and what was below. A soft lick to her neck drew a soft sigh before she finally gathered enough of her wits to disentangle. I can wait. After all, you come and we can play all we want.

It was all she could do to not return to his arms. Concentrating Terra forced her mind to move away from his appearance, from the memory of the fire his touch lit. Instead she looked around the house. A smile began tugging at her lips. Perhaps we can play a different game. The house was perfect for her tricks. If he agreed, there would be a pretty reward waiting for him at the end.

Let the night take you away

Vikas Limonchenko · 02-14-2012, 08:57 PM

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He didn't want her to pull away. He wanted her to just ignore him, to tell him that it would all be ok. But he knew better. He knew that what they were doing, whatever it was, couldn't possibly lead to anything positive. It was too brash, too sudden, too reckless. Vikas knew at the end, at least one of them would feel dirty and guilty. And heaven knew it would make things complicated if he did end up trying to join Fleta's pack. The male felt her warm body leaving him, and he gave her a sad, desperate little lick to the shoulder to try and lure her back. At the same time, he let go with his hands, allowing his arms to dangle at his sides. This was for the best. If that intoxicating scent weren't swirling in the air, if his hormones weren't in charge of his brain right now, he knew this wouldn't really be what he wanted anyway. He wanted more, needed more than just a quick screw. And he knew that was unfair to demand out of a complete stranger.

Vikas moved his foot from the couch cushion, dropping the chair back onto all four legs again. He watched her, smiling softly as he watched a new idea form in her head. The male stood, ready for her next little adventure. "And what game would that be?" he cooed, now more in a teasing tone than an actual flirt. He had to behave himself, although that was becoming very difficult for him. Maybe if she was inventive enough she could keep both their minds focused on safer subjects. Maybe.

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Terra · 02-15-2012, 11:32 AM

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Vikas was not helping. Terra hadn't been thinking clearly for days, lucid thoughts only slipping through when she was by herself, the wind in her face. Even those moments would be tinged by the need to seek males out. His lick, the way he held himself, Terra just barely managed to keep from trembling with the effort. She smiled at his soft words. They were teasing, yet Terra just wanted to fling herself forward. Trying to concentrate she moved herself forward, unconsciously stepping towards him. The idea had settled, and Terra was ready.

Meeting his eyes Terra blinked as she realized how close he was now, how easy it would be to reach out and touch him, falling back into his arms. Remembering to breath Terra looked away. You know hide and seek, right? Like that, except the one hiding can do whatever they wish to avoid being caught. The only rule would be you can't leave the house. Terra knew how easy it would be to slip out, climbing to the roof, or disappearing from the area completely. Traps, and silent movements ran through her head, entertainment. The seeker wins when he catches the one hiding, and returns him to this room.

Let the night take you away

Vikas Limonchenko · 02-15-2012, 09:06 PM

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She stepped closer, and Vikas almost fooled himself into thinking she'd just climb right back into his arms again. But no, she was being good. Damnit. Her game idea was interesting, and brought out another grin from him. This could be fun. He remembered playing hide and seek all the time as a pup and having a blast, but that was back when everyone was in lupis form. Once they were old enough to go around as optimes, Vikas discovered he sucked at hide and seek. Despite being shorter than all his friends, he could never hide that well. He was too bulky and clunky, and he always made too much noise. The fun part was tackling anyone that tried to call him out from his hiding place. He didn't plan on body-slamming Fleta, but he was eager to play her little game anyway.

"Sounds, fun, but.." he looked around him, wondering what his first move would be if he had to hide, and where he would look first if he had to seek. "I don't think there's enough risk. I want a prize if I win. 'Course, there's the off chance that you'll win," he said with a wink. "How about this. I win, I get one thing from you, my choice. You win, you get one thing from me, your choice." He was already forming ideas in his mind for some damned good prizes if she was willing to accept the terms.

"So how's about it? You wanna hide, or seek?" he asked, cocking his head with that same dumb smirk. A game wasn't any fun without a little risk involved, right?

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Terra · 02-15-2012, 09:41 PM

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OOC she only has like two different items he can claim. the jewelry around her ankles and the red cloth around her body. i suggest you go with the cloth XD

Vikas smiled as Terra turned to meet his eyes again, causing her breath to catch again. It was so difficult, staying away. She'd been able to breathe just fine when they'd been mingling together. Touching, stroking, teasing, words just for her...Realizing how heated she was getting Terra broke the gaze. Her own smile grew at his words. Meeting his eyes steadily now Terra swept her eyes over his body, trying to decide what item of his would be best to remove. It was so difficult to stay focused. Making her choice Terra smiled. Of course. Much more fun this way. He cocked his head to the side, looking so sure of himself, causing Terra to laugh. I'll hide. Keeping out of sight was one of her specialties, though if he was really nice she might just let herself get caught.

Silently she slipped out of the room, resisting the urge to touch him, and allow the rest of the world to be forgotten. There was nobody else in this place anyways, just an abandoned wreckage where they could disappear. Out of sight from the one that would be seeking her Terra slipped up the stairs, making barely a whisper of noise. At the top she took some items, placing them to tip down the stairs the instant someone started coming up after her. In a bedroom she took the closet, hinging it to lock behind whoever would climb in there, rubbing her scent into a piece of cloth she placed in the back. Backing out again she worked her way to a room. Making sure that when he stepped in Terra could slide out behind him she crouched behind a chair. This form was inelegant with this, but it worked.

Let the night take you away

Vikas Limonchenko · 02-16-2012, 12:05 AM

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Fleta left him on his own, and Vikas did the honorable thing, turning around and closing his eyes. He figured she wasn't stupid enough to walk right under his nose, but he didn't know what she had planned. He counted in his head, not wanting to make any noise and miss out on any revealing sounds she might make. Sadly for him, she wasn't making any noise at all. At least, nothing he could hear from where he was. Vikas was grateful that she was the one hiding, because he would have already knocked something over by accident and ruined his hiding spot if it were him. He finally finished his last number, mumbling the 100 out loud. He didn't even bother with the "ready or not", he figured if she was that slow she deserved to be caught.

He poked his head into each room on the lower floor briefly, but her scent was either weak or simply nonexistent. Unless she had discovered a way to magically mask her scent, Vikas determined she was not in any of those rooms. The wolf moved along, noticing a staircase where her scent seemed to grow stronger. He began marching up it, not suspecting that she would have laid any traps for him. The trickster's plans went perfectly, as the vibrations from Vikas' steps caused a landslide of junk to come tumbling down. A statue bounced down the steps, as did a wooden stool, a pile of cracked picture frames, and an old doll. Vikas' ears flattened, his body barely managing to react in time. He jumped up and out of the way of most of the booby trap, but the wooden stool bounced a little too high and nicked him in his left shin. He growled, kicking it angrily as he rubbed his poor leg. No bleeding, but it didn't feel too hot.

The Russian Wolf narrowed his eyes, looking up the staircase. The rest of it seemed safe enough. He crept up to the top, now a bit more wary than he had been before. Fleta played dirty! "You don't think you're actually gonna win, do ya?" he called out playfully. Vikas was determined to win this game, even if it meant he had to lose a limb or two. He walked down the upper hallway, sticking his nose in each doorway. It didn't take long for him to catch her scent again. This time it was the bedroom. There were plenty of places to hide in here. He got down on his hands and knees and lifted up the bed-skirt, but nothing was there except dust bunnies. He thrust open the curtains, but there hadn't even been a suspicious lump in the first place. Vikas wrinkled his nose, catching a particularly strong scent towards the closet.

He stood still for a moment, wondering if she was really so uncreative as to hide in a closet. But hey, maybe she had a plan and had a way of escaping when he looked inside. He was confident he could catch her if that was the case. Vikas placed one foot in, looking around the corner and into the dark. One step was all that was needed, Vikas was too heavy and his weight caused the door to swing shut against his back. The door bumped him forward and into a mess of old women's coats. "Ooph!" Vikas swam his way out of fake fur and moth-chewed wool. He stood again, but the door wouldn't open from the inside. Aggravated, he started looking around for a way to exit. If he could just figure out a way to escape, he would have Fleta in a heartbeat, he was sure of it. Vikas did not view losing as an option. "Yeah, well maybe I wanted to get trapped in the wardrobe, ever think of that?" he called out, his voice muffled by the wood.

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Terra · 02-16-2012, 12:47 AM

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OOC gotta love vikas

Terra had only been resting behind her chosen hiding place for a handful of heartbeats before she heard Vikas begin to move below her. Heart racing it was difficult to stay still. She wanted to lean out, watch him explore, enjoy the hunt and see his reaction to her traps. After all, she had stated there were no rules except not being able to leave the house. Unable to stay still Terra crept to the door, twisting her head out. Vikas was heading for the stairs, and Terra scuttled back in. Moving on two legs for this was rather clumsy, but it was fun. Besides, Terra rather liked the golden jewelry she wore. She couldn't keep it in lupus form.

The sounds of the trap being released had Terra rocking with excitement. Lots of clattering sounded as it rocketed down the stairs. An angry growl confirmed that her trap had succeeded in making him less likely to want to continue. Thinking she might have won Terra started to move again, only to refreeze as the sound of his ascent reached her. He wasn't giving up. Only a few rooms away Terra heard his challenge. It was music to her ears, someone that would take on such a challenge and not give up. There weren't many willing to do that, especially over something as childish as a game. She kept silent, her tail wagging happily as he continued to move, investigating the rooms above.

He didn't seem to have much luck, as the sound of her second trap releasing reached her. Terra stood up now, slipping to the stairs to switch up her hiding place. The sound of his fumbling had her pause, a smile on her lips before he called out. His words had Terra burst into laughter. Where she was was definitely revealed now, but that didn't matter. It was so ridiculous Terra had to laugh. He was well and truly stuck. Deciding to have mercy on him Terra slipped into the room that she'd imprisoned him.

Releasing him would be tricky, since she didn't want to be caught. Walking around the room Terra moved some items, creating an obstacle course for the pair to run through. At the door Terra removed the spring securing the door shut. It slid open slightly, and Terra tensed. All he'd have to do is push on it and it would swing the rest of the way open. She leaped a short distance away, eyes wide as she waited for her opponent.

Let the night take you away

Vikas Limonchenko · 02-16-2012, 01:13 AM

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He heard her laugh, making him chuckle back even though she still had the advantage. At least he knew where she was now, but he still had to get out of the damned cage. Vikas didn't hear anything else from Fleta after her laugh, so he went back to work on trying to escape. He shoved his elbow hard against the door, but it did nothing but make his elbow sore. He rummaged through the coats, but there was nothing useful there. Kneeling down, he found a collection of shoes hiding at the bottom. That could potentially be handy. He froze as he heard some strange sounds outside his tiny room. It seemed Fleta was indeed still in the bedroom, but what she was doing, he couldn't tell. Whatever, he couldn't keep worrying about that, he had some very pressing problems to focus on first.

Vikas picked up a sturdy heel, a stiletto by the feel of it. He stood again, facing the door. He swung the heel of the shoe down hard on the door, near the handle. The shoe stuck itself in the wood, making him pull hard to get it back out again. He was not free, but it did seem to make a dent in the wood. If he could just keep doing that, he might be able to break a hole and reach his arm through to unlock himself. He raised the shoe high in the air again, about ready to swing a second time when the door opened on its own. He stood, dumbfounded, with a bright pink shoe held above his head. Fleta stood a couple yards away from him, looking as hesitant as he was. The wolf dropped the shoe, cackling with joy.

He wasted no time. Obstacle courses amused him, particularly if a lot of it was easy to just smash through. He leaped out of the closet, managing to jump over a cardboard box in the meantime. The boy hopped left and right, easily finding his way to the safe spots on the carpet. A floor lamp had been set up diagonally, stopping him from simply running straight at the girl. Vikas dived to the floor, rolling under the lamp and jumping back to his feet again as quickly as he could. Anything small enough to be trampled on was simply knocked out of the way. The wolf dashed forward, right arm extended and looking to catch Fleta herself. He was laughing now, but he was still intent on his goal. He might not have speed, but maybe he had endurance enough to wear her out.

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Terra · 02-16-2012, 01:21 AM

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Vikas' look was priceless as he saw the door open. Terra laughed, enjoying herself before his mad chuckle reminded her this was a contest. Shrieking she dodged around the obstacle course. She was lucky she didn't need to look where to go, each item carefully placed. He was charging right through, crushing items left and right as he moved. The lamp slowed him down luckily. Dodging between two chairs Terra yanked on them, tipping them together. Her heart pounded, adrenaline pounding through her veins. Laughter flowed behind her, her own soft giggles mixing in.

Hitting the door to leave the bedroom Terra twisted out. An arm snagged her, and Terra struggled under the grip. She wouldn't be caught now! Desperately Terra made one last push forwards, breaking out. She tumbled down the stairs, landing in a heap before scrambling desperately to her feet. She had to avoid the room they had started in. Dodging down she headed for the kitchen, the sound of her heartbeat so loud it felt like the whole house was filled by it.

Let the night take you away

Vikas Limonchenko · 02-16-2012, 01:46 AM

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She laughed, perhaps gleeful that she knew she was still ahead of him. She floated right through her own trap, her feet seemingly never even touching the floor. Vikas ran, but he was slowed down without the knowledge or skill to carry him as quickly across the room as she had gone. The coywolf left him one last little present before flitting out of the room, and it was something he couldn't just steamroll through. He dropped to the floor, only just barely able to crawl between the tilted chairs. This would have been so much easier in lupis form.

He reached the door just in time, his hand finding its prize. He stopped moving, figuring the game was over. He should have known better. The redhead still had plenty of fight in her, and managed to wriggle out of his grasp. She slipped out of his hands like mercury, heading down the staircase like a giggling madwoman. Her descent was hardly graceful, causing Vikas to pause with worry. Fleta hopped up and ran off again, as if it that too had just been a trick to slow him down. He growled again, but he was smiling too; he was enjoying this challenge. He raced down the stairs after her, trying to keep up with her pace.

He ended up in the living room again, but she wasn't there. He thought he saw a flash of her tail heading toward the kitchen, but he didn't follow her, not yet. As he recalled, there were two ways to get into that room. Vikas looked around the room quickly, searching for the right tool. His eyes darted toward the doorway into the kitchen, then back to the knocked over bookcase. The male jumped over the pile of books and miscellaneous garbage, shoving the bookcase upright again. He pushed the bookcase up in front of one of the entrances to the kitchen, effectively blocking it. Now he had to go and catch his prey.

Vikas ran around to the other doorway leading into the kitchen, panting as he reached the entrance. Now he just had to find her again, and this time keep her from slipping out from between his fingers.

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Terra · 02-16-2012, 02:06 AM

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OOC lots and lots of practice. last post until morning for me

Terra spun around at the sounds behind her. She watched, puzzled as Vikas closed off the entrance. Walking over she touched the bookcase, wondering what he was planning. He only won if he managed to get her back into the living room, after all. Taking the time to slow down Terra looked around, trying to figure out where she'd go from here. There was only one exit besides the window now. Heading for it Terra froze, spotting Vikas reaching the entrance.

Quickly she slipped back behind a table, hoping that he wouldn't spot her. The prey had finally been run to ground, and there was no escape. Only waiting for him to find her. The game was over, yet each moment stretched on agonizingly as he entered. Her breathing was so loud, rapid from the exertion. Tensed she tried to slow down, to stop herself from being easy to find. Terra willed herself invisible to the best of her ability, but to no avail. He would find her, and she would be caught. Somehow Terra was pleased with the knowledge, happy to have met someone to match her.

Let the night take you away

Vikas Limonchenko · 02-16-2012, 10:16 PM

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She was cornered in this room, and yet she didn't give up. She still hid herself. Perhaps she had a plan to slip by Vikas and into another room. He did still have to get her back to the living room, but he wasn't too worried about that. If he could get a hold of her, he was sure he could transport her to the right room. The problem was getting a hold of her in the first place. She had already proven to be as easy to hold as a puddle of water, and even that was assuming he could find and catch up to her. Vikas was happy to compete against her, her skill was what made this fun. Fleta was determined not to give him anything without him earning it. Likewise, Vikas wasn't too eager to just hand her anything she wanted. It had less to do with the actual item he'd be losing, it was the idea of being defeated. But the slender girl had proven to be quite the challenge, and he was in jeopardy of losing. Perhaps he didn't have greater endurance after all, and she could just keep squirming out of his grasp all day long. At what point would he stop and just admit she had bested him?

All he knew was that he hadn't reached that point yet. He entered the kitchen, creeping slowly across the room as he looked for good hiding spots. He scanned the cupboards with his eyes and checked to see if there was room for her to hide behind the fridge. It didn't take him long to check out the table and spot the elusive female. "Gotcha," he said gleefully, lurching forward with both hands this time. He attempted to pull her out from her hiding spot, hopefully not too forcefully. He didn't want to dislocate her joints in his excitement. "Let's take a little visit to the living room, shall we?" Vikas wondered silently to himself if she had laid more traps for him. It seemed everything was safe now, but he could never really tell with her.

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Terra · 02-16-2012, 10:53 PM

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Vikas didn't spot her right away, and for a moment she imagined she'd gotten away with it. Vikas did spot her though. Terra squirmed around in his arms before laughing and relaxing into them. She giggled at his words, giving in. His smell flooded her, and Terra tingled where he brushed against her. The reason for the game returned to her mind. It had been forgotten in the tumbling fun, challenging each other back and forth.

She behaved herself as they moved to the living room. Entering Terra twisted around in his arms, intense green ones staring at golden ones. She might have been able to escape, but being in his arms once more had been such a drug that she'd stopped struggling completely. I guess you win. Take your prize? Mischievously she licked his nose, staying entangled in his arms. They could pick up right where they'd left off, enjoying it entirely. If only that nagging pack responsibility wasn't there.

Let the night take you away

Vikas Limonchenko · 02-17-2012, 01:08 AM

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She was far more cooperative than he had expected. She didn't push against him or try to escape, which surprised him. There had to be a catch. But Fleta was happy and laughing, and it was hard for him to think of the game, or any tricks she might still have up her sleeve. Vikas walked happily into the living room, his tail wagging fiercely behind him. His little captive turned around, never leaving his grasp. Vikas froze, his heart beating faster now than it had when he was running after her. She trapped him with her gaze, and he had to remind himself to breathe.

Fleta spoke, and he was awoken from his trance. He had to focus. The whole point of their game was to get their minds focused again. He had to forget the warmth of her body, her dancing eyes, her scent. He had to forget it all and get back to business. Vikas stepped back, releasing her from his embrace. He had won, now he had to claim his prize. He smiled at her quickly, trying to assure her that all was well. But now that he was here, now that he had actually won, he didn't know what to say.

Fleta didn't have much for him to take. She hadn't been carrying around bags of junk like he had. He looked her over, humming a little tune to himself while he thought. What did he want? He looked down to the delicate gold jewelry around her ankles. His eyes traveled upwards, settling on her torso. The crimson fabric, a pretty little reminder of their encounter. Vikas stepped forward, close enough to
wrap his arms around her again. But he didn't. He looked down at the cloth wrapped around her waist. He crooked his finger, tugging slightly at the top, but stopped himself from that too. No, he didn't want that. He wanted her. He pulled his hand back and placed it by his side. Vikas looked up again, smiling gently.

"A date. I want a date." Would she even go for that? Would she tell him no? She had agreed to the game, but that didn't mean he could force her to do anything. He didn't want to just take a prize and go. He wanted to see her again, he wanted to get to know her. He craved it, but he didn't want to just go back to what they were doing before. Vikas didn't want either of them getting in trouble, and he didn't want to screw up his chances of joining her pack if that's what he ended up deciding on. It was obvious he needed to step back and let his head clear. Surely if he just gave himself some time to think clearly, he wouldn't feel the strong temptation he felt now. They could just talk and be friendly, and everything would be alright. Vikas waited for her to accept, trying to look as calm as possible to hide how nervous he actually felt.

Vikas Limonchenko

Terra · 02-17-2012, 01:56 AM

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Vikas let go of her, leaving Terra feeling bereft. A small whine slipped from her before she could stop it. Hoping that he hadn't noticed Terra clenched her hands behind her, doing all she could to not reach for him. They were so close to each other, the temptation dancing in front. She was fairly sure Vikas wanted her as well, but they had chosen to behave, a rarity in Terra's short life. She wasn't someone who buckled down and behaved. Only his words of wanting to not have things be awkward if he joined the pack kept her from giving in, wanting him to last so much longer than a single encounter. He had amused her, and challenged her, though he had done nothing to settle the fire inside her.

Vikas studied her, looking for what he would choose. Terra was overly conscious of where his eyes were, feeling each part keenly, as if he was actually tracing over her body with his fingers. It lifted past her ankles, where bright golden jewelry laid, to her chest, with the red fabric wrapped around her, a bright splash of color next to her body. Vikas stepped closer, and Terra smiled, inhaling his scent, remembering every part of him, intoxicated by his presence. Another time, she wouldn't have been as hyper aware. This wasn't another time however, and Terra struggled to take her mind off him, focusing on the challenge they'd completed.

His hand reached up, tugging softly at the fabric. Terra's own hand slid to the fabric, ready to help remove it. He stopped though, her eyes sparking with confusion. There was nothing else for him to take. A gentle smile met her, and his words set her heart racing. You wish for my time? Terra hadn't considered that her time would be given away, but the words were clearly that the winner could take anything the other had. Terra simply hadn't been thinking so deeply. Grinning at the clever way he'd managed to ensure they'd meet again Terra nodded. Alright. Meet when the moon returns to this position? She was glad that he'd found a way that they could meet again. Maybe next time she'd take him to her pack.

Let the night take you away

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