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"Strike three however... you're s**t out of luck there pal." Arc found his gaze on her once more, that comment had, had a little bite to it, and inside, it pleased him. He would never really admit it out loud by her firey tougne was what drew him to her. He could do crazy, after all, It was him, crazy was just a normal part of life. His eyes drawn back to the painting for a moment. Actually studying it when he voice sounded behind him.

Glancing over his shoulder he smiled, ever so faintly." She does indeed, does the trait run through the whole family?" Arc asked, Now studying her face, and her dull eyes. For just a moment, they held a flicker of life. It made Arc hopeful. He wasn't sure why he was hopeful, after all she was just a girl right? By why did she bother him so much.. He forced those thoughts from his head, they where pointless really, even if... His gaze fell to the steaming mug she held. He took it, his hands purposly brushing against hers for a longer amount of time than needed. He looked away. " thank you" he said politley. He was surprised, he felt uncommonly calm, and relaxed at the moment.

Leaning against a couch he took a sip of his green tea, as he watched her, move across the counters, cleaning them. He himself, as well was not very good at small talk, never had tried before. After all most of his interactions with women, were either Buisness or Intamite. In one case you talked about what needed to be done, in other interactions, there wasn't much talking to be had during the process, it was a bit distractable. Yet he sat there wondering how to start a conversation with this blond beauty. Perhaps he should have taken lessons from his brother, whom was far more romanticaly bold than he.

Arc lowered the cup watching her freeze over the counter, her eyes closed slightly. He wasn't sure what possessed him to do so, but he found himself gliding over to her, setting his cup down, and placing his hand on top of hers, before bringing her into his body, in a hug. His jaw tightened. what was he doing, he hated holding girls, and hugs.. and close interactions, well other than a good romp... even though he was questioning him self, his mind felt clear, like he knew it was what he wanted, he wanted that close contact with someone.. Perhaps he longed for it. Whatever it was he just gave in and held her. It felt like electricity was jumping between them.. he let her go.. he wasn't sure what that had been,It hadn't felt bad, it had actually felt quiet amazing,But Arc was sure he was imagining the feeling: and he looked down and mumbled an apology. He took his cup again, and stared down at the steaming green liqiuid. What the hell was that... This was stupid, he was acting like a moron. After all this, he still had not thought of one good thing to start a normal conversation..

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Brook mind mulled over this and that, it having once more returned to the various reasons to why she should kick him out of the house. Mostly revolving around that of how Damarion and Felyss would react to his apparent visit. Felyss wouldn't be happy to say the least most likely storm off to paint something with more vigor than necessary resulting in one of her precious paint brushes to be snapped in half. Or go to that of Elion to be sure he was alright. Needless to say her sister hadn't really been able to forgive the man for what he had done to her four years ago, it wasn't really all that bad in her opinion. In fact it was rather lacking when it came to what she had gone through so many times before. Being shot, god knows how many times in the line of duty. And yet still some how managing to survive to fight another battle another day. Though... the damage to her own mentality was... rather sever. It had never recovered. And like a fool she just... continued to rush into situations that made sure it would never fully recover.

Her thoughts were soon pulled to her, gaze sliding to the hand that lingered over her own on the counter. Her gaze only moving to peer at that of Arc slightly from the corner of her eye. What in the world was he planning on... The thought never finished her gaze widening being growing tense as she was pulled against his body. He was... hugging her. But why? Why did she deserve something like that. Why... did it oddly comfort her when others had not. But... the more pressing question in her mind was why? And why the hell couldn't she bring herself to tear free of his hold. He.. hadn't wanted this before so why was he... Her hands seemed to twitch slightly hesitating as they began to rise, as if to wrap about him, but instead merely fell along her sides again as he released her. Why... why did she feel so conflicted over a man she didn't even know. One she had just meet for an hour or two, had a romp then left after four years.

"Its... fine.." No... it wasn't fine at all. She had finally managed to ignore the thoughts of the past the breif time with him. And now... they were all flooding back, stirring her up within once more. To the point her gaze was dropping to peer at the floor. Why was he... she just didn't understand why he would even bother. She was just a broken little doll, not really worth something to hang around. She... was soo depressing to be around. More so for her general appearance. But now... this man had to come back and start all those dorment little feelings sensations that she rather be left alone. She... didn't want to feel any of this. And yet... all it took was this man sauntering on in, and her life had once more plumeted to hell again. Sure she forgave him... but that didn't stop the pain of being used from lurking within her. Destroying ever last bit of her desire to even remotely live. Though... that desire had long been out the window. She wasn't sucidal just... lacked the passion to live.

Yet her gaze was soon skimming back over to peer at him for a moment, watching him apparently hold a staring contest with the floor. Before her hand slowly lifted moving to lightly hook her fingers around one of his ebony locks. In a sense running her fingers through his hair. It... looked unfortunately rather good upon him. So much so she found her hands merely playing with it for a period of time. It was silky and smooth as well, the shade rather nice to boot. After a moment longer she slowly pulled her hand away allowing it to fall back to her side as she turned back to the counter, to once more resumeing cleaning it. "Long hair... it suits you well." She voiced lightly over her shoulder, attempting to focus upon that of the task at hand rather than the man that loomed a bit away from her.

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Arc Just couldn't get himself to stop being so foolish. He felt like one of those akward highschool kids that didnt know how to talk to a girl. that wasn't going to fly seeing how he was going to be turning thirty soon. That was like a wall to the face, he was going to be thirty.. and he had never.. once had a relationship that lasted longer than a couple nights. His gaze rose to her momentarily, she really was beautiful. He stopped himself right there, There was non of that s**t. Last girl he though was beautiful had ripped him apart. In turn it's what he didn to every single girl that came his way. He was already suffering enough, he didn't need to be..

He almost dropped his cup when she reached up and began to twirl her fingers around his loose strands of hair. His hand was shaking, his gaze went to his hand, as he set the cup down, his gaze rising to her. Arc had this thing about his hair being touched. It was a rather comforting feeling, and actually made him want to get closer to people. He was kind of like a big cat. Purring one second, ripping your face off the next. But for that exact reason, he didn't like his hair being played with, it drove him nuts, in more way than one. It had been what his mother would do when he threw a tantrum, literally would almost paralze him. His pale eyes narrowed lazely. As she started ot remove her hand, he stopped it for a moment. bringing the palm side up to his mouth, leaving small kisses on her palm and wrist.

Shaking his head he let go of his hand, really? what the hell was that. His gaze was sharp, it wasn't her fault she didn't know not to touch his hair like that. It had a rather different effect on him when it was say a young woman. Sure it calmed him, but it excited him too. His jaw tightened and untightened over and over. He was embarressed. he looked at the counter, and back at his cup of tea. "um.. thank you. " he muttered. He looked at her out of the corber of his eye. His mind was saying tackle her, and it took every muscle restraint not to do so. Then more to him self than her he spoke.

"you drive me nuts. we had sex once.. and i thought I could forget you. And yet here i am, being so stupid, unable to barley keep my eyes off you. My mind is trying to convince me that... Why the hell are you so ******** irrestible...." he stopped, what was he saying? he was going ot get him self into trouble. "What the hell is wrong with me." he stood up, "I think i need to go, before I do something stupid. If i havent crossed that line yet. And before My brother gets home.." he looked at her. His body felt rigid, he was going to flee.. again. He realized in that moment it was what he always did. When he was scared, or unsure he fled. I mean why not flee, it wasn't like he had any reason to stay. Just because she forgave him didn't mean she wanted anything to do with him, which was killing him.

How did Damarion do this s**t, he let him self fall in love over and over, getting hurt time and tim agian, and yet he said it was worth it. How could this much confusion, and pain be worth anything it was stupid, so stupid. He refused to let him self think that he might possibly actually want to be with the woman in front of him. Not just sexually either, fully be with her.. It was the house. Yep the air was poisioned, making him act this way, say what he was saying, it was the only rational reason why he would. People like him didn't change overnight. When he got outside it would be better, he would be able to think clearly... right?... right?

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Brook merely watched him from where she stood. Why had he gone and kissed her hand. What woudl that proove? Was he attempting to prove something? She doubted it, but the mere action unforuntately had a flicker of color crawling to her eyes. This time however it seemed to stay completely. Damn... what the hell was she supposed to do now. If she still held something for this man she was as good as dead. Well more like doomed. There was just something about this man that drove her nuts. As if she couldn't control her own bodies actions. It wasn't fair really. But... she had been greatly amused by his reaction when it came to having his hair touched. It had... been something she had rather enjoyed doing. And he almost... seemed cat like after the action.

However as he began to speak she merely cocked her eyebrow at him. True they only had sex once, earth shattering, breath taking sex as it was. Her eyebrow arched a slightly from where she stood. Unable to keep his eyes off of her? Now that was something rather interesting to hear. And there... a slight peek at that temper in which she knew lingered there. One that pulled at her, demanded that she play back. Egg him on in a sense to see that anger fully florish. Was... her other side slowly being drawn forth by this mans mere actions. But this seemed to truely bother him. At least she knew she wasn't alone on the feeling of being hooked on someone for god knows what reason. Perhaps with this it was a sign if anything.

Turning swiftly she left the genera area moving to that of Elions room as she peered in. The boy was out like a light. Pulling the door closed, she latched the lock upon it. A means to keep him when the parents were doing something... naughty. With that done she turned making her way back to that of Arc again. Since they were both having issues with resisting a being they know they shouldn't mess with. She didn't see why htey couldn't give in to temptation. After all restraining ones self was rather unhealthy. And she be damned if she didn't get some small amount of her previous self back. Even if it was due to this man before her. God... how she was going to enjoy every last aspect of this. She be damned if she let him leave.

Reaching him her hands raised, grabbing him by his face as she turned his head around to face her. Without warning she was leaning up pressing her lips against his rather forcefully. Screw the gentleness factor it was his own damn fault at this period of time. If only he had refrained from saying what he did they wouldn't be having this problem. But noooo he had to go and say something, though partly annoying was rather charming at the same time. Slipping her tongue even further into his mouth, she swirled it about, into a mess, before making the kiss more sloppy. Suddenly the kiss felt smooth as chocolate, melting away in passion, before she shot herself out of his mouth. A small pant slipping past her lips.

"Shut up, you talk too much." She voiced rather lightly an oddly brighter color filtering into her eyes as she peered up at him, a lop sided smirk falling upon her lips. Screw it if she was going to misbehave she was going to do it damn well. "Besides... its pointless to resist, oddly enough you're attracted to me and vise versa. Soooo why not make this simple. Clearly you want no relationship, I well... at this point of time I don't think it would be wise for myself. Soo... we shall become what they call sex friends no?" Her gaze merely narrowed upon him hands shifting from his face to slid off into his hair. "Now shut up and do me, like you know you want to." She mumbled lowly her mouth moving to find his neck nipping and biting rather roughly.

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Arc, who as soon as saw her walk down the hall, turned ot make a quick escape, only to be stopped moments later. His face in her hands, and her lips against his. He kind of was frozen, not kissing her back at first, hands suspended in mid air in surprise. Everything slowed down, he was completley rocked to his core, with her kiss, and then, by the time she pulled away all his control, and effort to be good was gone. His own eyes sparkle dwith amusement, his intense gaze staring at her, with his eyebrow raising just a bit. His lips curled into a devilish grin, oh now? where had this come from? He was no longer complaining. Although he almost objected to the no relationship part, but if she wasn't ready for that, then friends with benifits worked for him. Besides, she was the best lay he had had for.. well.. ever, so it wasn't exactly a punishment.

Demestriarc rolled his eyes. "You. " he pulled her in tight agaisnt him, "dont have to ask twice." His voice was a low, a mix between a growl and a sigh as her hands slid through his hair, and the biting began. He let her do so, for a few minutes, satisfaction rolling over his body in waves with each graze of the mouth. One of his hands, unbuttoned his shirt, and pulled it open, letting it slid to the floor. He forgot all about his brother returning, and focused on the feast ahead of him. Even if Damarion walked through the door, he would most likley ignore them, He didnt stop because people were present. He might be reluctant to start with people around, but if was already into it.. Well oh well. Besides, you had a hot chick, and a gorgeous dude, it wasn't the worst your eyes could get exposed to.

He dragged her with him, until his back hit a wall Before finally kissing her back, his hand running through her thick blond hair, pulling it lightly. His tougne finding its way swirling and twisting around hers. He pulled away finally, his chest rising and falling faster than normal. The swell in his pants obvious. He pulled her hand down to it, giving her the silent demand to touch him. He leaned intoher neck and brushed his lips against her ear. " do you want to play or just get straight to work?" he asked, his voice deep, and lined with need. He tugged at her tanktop, pulling it off, his hands dropping to the top of her shorts. "well?" he growled. Backing her up onto the couch and pulling her on top of him. Arc's hands roamed over her body, his mouth making contact on her hip. nipping lightly and then licking across the top of her panty line. His hands doing their own thing upstairs. Pressing there bodies tighter, he ground against her eagerly.He was being impatient, but then again, four years was a long time for a much needed romp. "if you don't decide in a second, i will decide for you" he growled, god.. it was so good to finally let loose.

((ooc: almost worth getting banned, i want to write more so bad))

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Brook couldn't help the slight laugh that slipped from her when she was pulled against him. His words only causing the smirk upon her lips to grow. Yes... it had been far too long for a good old mattress mambo. When that shirt was void of him, her hands wasted no real time to move to his chest trailing her fingers lightly over his chest, drawing patterns. Before she seemed to grow tired of the gentle act, her fingers bending slightly as she began to drag those nails down his chest. Before she seemed to grow bored with that as well, allowing those hands to hook about his sides to rake down his back, her mouth moving down to harass his collar bone. He was certainly being a good boy allowing her to do this to him. And... she didn't really like that at one bit. No... perhaps she should draw a bit of blood. Give her something to lick off the tasty figure that was Arc.

Soon enough she found her legs moving, following Arc's own body as he backed up until he apparently hit the wall behind him. Though... this didn't stop any of her actions currently against the man. At least that was until she found her lips captured by that of Arc's tongue tangoing with his own. When it had been broken a time later she was left panting softly and oddly desiring more and more. Even when her hand was moved to his little swelling below she merely allowed her gaze to linger upon him before it slipped closed, head tilting to the side slightly at his words resounding within her ear. Good... question. Did she wish to waste time with a bit of fore play or just get down to the nitty gritty. The need within his voice sending a shiver down her spine. She had done that.... And she was damn proud of it.

Her tank was soon discarded, luckly so she was starting to get rather... hot to say the least. His growl only had her smirking greater not bothering to answer him, as if to torment the man a period longer before she found herself once more being guided along with him. This time landing ontop of him on the couch. Ohh.... so it was the couch mambo this time around. She couldn't help but wonder if they would ever actual reach a bed for sex. Needless to say his roaming hands were tormenting her in the most blissful of manners, small embers skittering across her skin with each little touch. The grind against her being however sent a bolt spiking through her as she gasped slightly. God... it had been a bit to long hadn't it. If she was getting that easily effected by such a simple yet.... oh sooo wonderous item.

Leaning forward she sunk her canines into his neck for a moment, biting down until she was fairly certain she had left a mark. Only to run her tongue over the abused skin slowly carefully, before allowing that very tongue to run up along his ear. Only to pull back ever so slightly. "Screw the foreplay, I want you within me now... Unless you really want to waste more time. We are on a shortened schedual as it is, so I say just hurry up and get down to ******** me. I doubt you be able to do foreplay anyway, with you're... rather large and eager counter part doing all sorts of nasty moving against me." Her being shifted slightly moving to straddle his hips a bit more comfortably before her hands found themselves at his pants. Working rather hastily to get them undone. Undone she moved her hands to the sides of his hips moving to grab the fabric as she began to pull it down slowly three of her fingers lightly pawing at his sides as she pulled them lower and lower doing it rather slowly as if to mess with him more. Only to allow her head to dip once more going about nipping and kissing along his chest.

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Damarion smiled at Felyss, he had something planned tonight for her, and he was excited. They had a small outing, had gotten some necessities, groceries and some stuff. While she was looking at plants, he slipped away to pick up something, the parcel, which was hidden in his bag underneath the seat. Today had been good, Tonight.. would be much better.

The drive home was filled with light conversation, and gentle flirting, He loved to do so, since it made her blush, four years and she still turned a little red with certain topics. It was too cute.

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Damarion stood in the door way, and pushed his key into the lock, turning it till he heard the click. He was Barley a foot inside when he stopped, the scene before him, making his ears turn red. He couldn't see the guest with Brooks back turned from him, but he reconized the arm tattoos. No it had to be a coincident. There was no way He was here. It had been four years, he had fogiven his brother but, didn't mean he wanted him hanging about, and repeating what he did to Brook. He cleared his throat and set the bags down on the floor. He saw a lazy white eye peer round the mane of blond hair. His jaw tightened, that little ********, it was if he hadn't changed.

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[iAnzu]

Brooks words had a semi permant smile stuck to his face. he placed his hand on top of hers, leading the fabric below farther, and quicker, her slow tug was making his head spin, He was out and definitly ready, moving his hips for a better placement. His hands moved to on her hips guiding her to him, letting out a small noise here and there as she nipped at his neck and chest. Then as if the gods hated him, Damarion and his woman walked in.

Hearing the clear and annoyed sounding noise, Ion had emitted, he mearly looked around Brook, although the one before him was much more plesent than the one on the other side of her lovley frame.His white eyes were lazy and held a tint of annoyance.his hand moved pulling the fabric up and over his swollen extremities. He let out a sigh, and not of pleasure, So Damn ******** close, Really? right now? couldn't they have come at a different time? His hands rested on Brooks side casually, as if this scene was nothing strange.

"whuts up." Arc replied, before letting his gaze find Brook again, his eyebrow raising slightly. His lips pressed against hers, a bit softer this time, as he whispered Dammit against her mouth. His hand squeezed the side of her body affectiionatly. He was half tempted to take her right there, if front of everybody. He didnt give a s**t, he was Horney dammit. Not only that he ha dbeen practically within her.. If this was karmas way of getting back at him, all he had to say was ******** Karma up the a**. His gaze fell on Damarion again, more annoyance than anything in his eyes. Arc let his hand reach up and brush through Brooks silky soft hair, as he waited to see what his next move should be.

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➤ Felyss Viora-----------------------

Felyss had really rather enjoyed her day out with that of Damarion, Sure he was a shameless flirt that always seemed to enjoy getting a flush of color out of her cheeks. But... she loved him reguardless. After all he had though originally not planned for. Given her ELion. And she couldn't be more thrilled with the aspect of that little boy in her life. Sure it had been a mistake doing it unprotected years ago, but damn... she loved her little boy. Her gaze lingered in a most longing like manner towards the drive way. OH how she missed her little boy all too much. She hated to be parted from him. But somethings that were required she couldn't get with the boy around. It would be harder to watch over him. But soon very soon she be able to go see her son again an things would be alll better. Little did she know of the surprise waiting at home.

As soon as the car had stopped she was out moving for the door as she merely awaited Damarion to unlock it hands clutching her own grocery bags. When the door was pulled open and Damarion moved in she followed, only to smack into him when he seemed to stop not even a foot in. Blinking in curiousity she allowed her gaze to follow moving to the figure currently top less upon her couch. Even more so with the figure a clearly male figure that lingered below her. Her gaze swiftly found itself locked on a rather annoyed appearing Brook. Wait... Brook was annoyed? Yep... those eyes definatly stated that. Her sister was showing emotion. Whoever this man was good on hi--- when the figure was indeed revealed to eyes her own hardened. Oh... hell no. Her gaze flickered to that of Damarion for a moment before she pushed past him moving to place the bags on the table before turning and making her way down the hall.

Her gaze peered at the latch upon Elions door. The only one who knew of that was Brook, which in turn meant she had started this... willingly. A shudder of annoyance flickered down her spine before she merely undid the lock and pushed the door open, pushing it closed softly behind her. She wasn't about to deal with that mess out there to say the least. She would allow Damarion to handle that bit. Her motherly instict was more or less concerned with her own off spring still slumbering upon the bed. Taking a seat she pulled him to her being. At least he was safe.

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Brook hadn't mind the fact that his hands moved to slid over her own, assisting in yanking down those pants even farther. In truth it was most likely better that he had, her slow attempt at teasing him had actually proven to be more or less torture upon herself. Even as he shifted below her she payed it no real mind, far more interested in harrassing the crook of his with her mouth and tongue. As her own hips were taken a hold of and began to be guided she found an almost giddy feeling flickering through her. Almost there... soo bloody close to... Yet... fate seemed particulary cruel today. It seemed the satifaction of what not only she wanted, but Arc as well, wasn't going to happen. Not when that of Damarion and Felyss happen to stroll in right then and there. Damn...

Her gaze seemed to shift her being leaning up as she turned to peer over her shoulder at the duo. Her blond locks slipping over her shoulder, partly conceiling her face from view. A clearly annoyed and rather unpleased look lingering upon her features. Damn why was it they had to inturrupt now, of all times. Right when it was about to get good. Her gaze shifted back to Arc when he began to once more pull his pants back up a small frown tugging at her lips. This would not do at all, she wanted him so greatly right now. She should have known they would be interupted, it was just... tooo good to be allowed to continue. Thus her gaze slipped closed a small sigh slipping past her lips in disappointment. She had really wanted this to happen, sooo badly and now... it seemed as though it wasn't...

Her gaze widened slightly, a thought skimming into their mind. They were home! They could leave attempt to behave on the way to her place or his didn't really matter, and continue there. Undisturbed. Yet her thought was soon pulled from her at that kiss, her gaze widening slightly in slight bit in surprise, before they softened upon him. A small hollow laugh sounding from him at that word. Yes... it suited the current situation rather well. Thus she shifted slightly against him moving her lips to his ear. "They... are home... we could go to my place.... or yours continue without being bothered." She cooed softly into his ear, once more allowing her tongue to trail about the edge of his ear.

Before all to slowly she leaned back up once more shifting her weight back against his hips as she fully turned to watch her sister scamper off towards Elions room. Yes... continueing here was definately out of the question. Beside... the painful factor of having to wait to induldge... made her want it all the more. Shifting she promptly slipped her leg off the couch allowing it to hit the floor as she pushed herself upright, the other leg leaving his other side shortly after, as she once more stood. However... she was greatly missing the connection in which she had previously held resting against his... well yeah.......

Turning she moved to where her discarded tank lingered picking it from the floor before moving to do the same with Arc shirt. However rather than pulling on her own tank she merely pulled on his shirt pushing the sleeves up and leaving the front for the most part open. At this point of time she couldn't give a damn how she was dressed. "I see you are home now, Elion was sleeping... And im going to go on and head out. More pressing things to attend to." Her gaze slipped over her shoulder narrowing slightly as she allowed a rather heated glow to shift into her eyes, those once softer baby blues swirling into a richer violet coloring. "Far more pressing indeed." Moving around that of Damarion she moved to the door way pausing just for a moment to run her hand around her a** before giving it a light little pat, once more firing a rather flirty little look over her shoulder at Arc before continuing.

Her free hand moved to grip the shirt in her other, wringing it back and forth in her frustration. Really they had to have come home then! Hitting her cruiser her head merely thumped against the roof as she groaned lightly. God damn, it sucked to be this turned on. Needless to say the trip home would be rather difficult. She wouldn't even be sure if she could resist jumping his bones as soon as he climbed out of his own car. Grumbling a few low profanties under her breath she pulled her cruiser door open slipped in and shut it. Slipping the key into the ignition she twisted it, car chasy shaking as it roared to life. The vibrations of the car however... worked rather Evilly against her. Her currently sensitive being thrown into a more pleasure bound state. Her head thudding against the steering wheel.

God damn, she would be amazed if she could even reach it home before having to do something about this much needed release. Moving to the shifter she threw it into reverse, turning as she backed up, before pushing it into drive and heading off down the gravel road leading to the cabin. She came to a stop at the end of the road, where it peeled back out into the main road. And in a matter of seconds she was moving rather swiftly down the street, sirens blaring as she weaved through the traffic all way into town, and into her appartment complex. She nearly lept from the cruiser locking it and nearly double timing it up to the building. Taking the elevator all the way up to the top to the pent house level. Stepping out she moved to her door unlocking it throwing it open and slamming it shut behind her. Not bothering to lock it for the factor she was fairly certain someone else wouldn't be too far behind.

She moved to her bedroom pulling the closet open as she began to dig through it until she found a large cest in the back. Full of her... heh. A smirk fell upon her lips as she opened the chest digging through it until she pulled out a hair band... a hair band which happened to have fuzzy little white cat eats attatched to it. Digging a bit more she pulled out a white dress, top of it lined in white fur, the base of it as well. Throwing off her own clothing in a matter of seconds she slipped the dress on. God damn... it hadn't been as tight upon her when she had bought it. Then again that had been six years ago when she dated that one man that never got the chance to see it. But now... it clung to each little curve of her being, the base of the dress, barely slipping past her own a**, where as before it had sat just a bit lower than the middle of her thigh. The top itself once loose was extremely tight itself forcing her breasts up to the point they threatend to pop free of the fur lined top at any second. And that tail attached to the back of it, rubbing so softly against her thigh was all the more tormenting.

Ignoring the tail as best she could she moved to grab that of the choaker, which happened to have a bell and fasined it about her neck. Only then did she leave the closet pushing its door closed and moving to the doorway of her room, one had slowly twirling her tail about in a circle. If she was indeed correct on this matter the man should realitively be here rather swiftly. And if he had figured out everything before, then he must know something about finding out information about people. SO it was highly likely he knew well enough where she lived. Upon his arrival, to her pent house sweet, and as soon as she did indeed see him. She would only voice one small word. Just a little one as she spun that tail about within one of her hands. "Meow~"

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Damarion watched as his older brother and Brook took there time seperating. He rolled his eyes and looked ot the side annoyed. Arc was completley unfazed, except for the annoyed look in his eye which he noticed dissapeared when he looked at Brook. Was his brother fond of her? What the hell had happened while they where gone? His mind flew to Elion, when Brook mentioned him, if Arc even so much as touched his son, he would kill him. He didn't trust his older sibling around his precious child.

His eyes followed Brook, watching her put on his shirt, and walk away, giving Arc not one but tow veru inviting looks over his shoulder. He noticed the flame in her eyes, it was if Brook had never gone away, She was back to her old self. Damarion was amazed, he glanced over At Arc, whom had a mostly happy smirk on his face, it wasn't really a smile, but it was something Ion hadn't seen for awhile. He watched her leave and punch it out of the driveway before watching Arc again.

His brother buttoned to top of his pants, and tried to slip past without a word. Damarion stopped him, shoving him against the door. "why the hell are you here Arc? You don't say anything for four years and then just show up out of the blue? for what, to re live the past over again? You have caused enough trouble yo-" his words where cut short as Arc removed Ion's hand from his shoulder and knocked his forhead against his brothers lightly. It wa shis way of shutting Ion up, it had been a thing he used to do when they where younger. It worked, Ion fell quiet and listened ot his brother speak.

He just nodded and watched Arc lope down the stairs and to his car. This would prove interesting enough, but what could he really do. He knew felyss woudln't and wasn't happy about Arc being here. She would be probably more unnerved by the fact that Arc had a sudden deep urge to around Brook as well. Damarion shook his head as he watched his Brothers car peele dout of the drive way too. Ppicking up the bags by his feet he took them to the counter, before heading down to Elion's room.

He peered inside the room, Felyss was holdinga very asleep Elion against her. He found him self smiling, it was a site he would never get tired of. The only thing missing from this picture was a ring on her finger. He didn't know why he had never asked her to marry him, He loved her more than his own life, it seemed things just kept happing, getting in the way. Tonight though, it would be different, he had to ask her tonight, there was no reason for him to put it off any longer.

He walked into the room quietly, leaving the door ajar behind him, and crouched down next to his hopefully soon to be fiance. Kissing her head softly before his gaze falling to their little boy. Elion had been a mistake, but he was the best gift in the world. When Felyss was pregnant Ion didn't think it was possible for him to love her any more than he did, but when she gave birth...It was like he suddenly had a whole new level of love and appreciation.

He stood, and kissed her head agian, then his sons head, seeing his son was okay made him feel lighter. He would let Felyss hold her child, it made her feel better. He gave her a soft smile, before exiting closing the door softly. If she desired they could talk about what happened later. Right now, there where groceries that needed to be put away and preparations for this evening to be made.

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➤ Felyss Viora-----------------------

Felyss thanks to holding the adorable bundle that was her son, had indeed calmed down slightly. Something about a child sleeping could always calm her nerves. They appeared so innocent soo sweet. A child was something to cherish alright. They had definately not gotten that wrong in all those songs, books and what not. She really did cherish her son. A gift that was rather irriplaceable to her. Something she could love and doet on for many years to come, and really thats all that mattered to her. Besides that of Damarion himself. She would never be able to live a life without him this time around. It seemed... to not make a life feeling for her. If he wasn't in the picture. She couldn't help but wonder how she had gone on living before without him.

Her gaze only lifted slightly moving to peer at Damarion as he peeked in before her gaze slipped back down to that of Elion again. She couldn't help it, every fiber of her being wanted to be positive the child was perfectly fine. Even if she knew it was indeed fine already. Something about Elion being part of her own flesh and blood made her wish this even more. Perhaps this was what mothers felt like when their children were young, and needed almost constant watching. Her mind... was always uneased when she couldn't put her eyes upon Elion and see where he was. She always feared the worse only to have it proven wrong some time later. Yes she was a worry wort, but how could she not be. After what happened to her something simular could happen to her own child if she wasn't careful. She couldn't stand loosing Elion, or Damarion it would... break her heart.

Her thoughts were pulled from her slightly gaze lifting at the sounds of steps, her gaze flickering to Damarion with a faint smile as he kneeled down near them. Ah... she ever did love the man, if it wasn't for him she wouldn't have such a wonderful being in the world. The kiss upon the head had her gaze softening upon him before shifting to peer at Elion again. She wouldn't have thought she would have been able to give birth to such a wonderful child. In fact she had rather sworn off of having children to say the least. She loved them greatly don't get her wrong. Just in her line of work she never believed having one would be very wise. Needless to say she was wrong. If anything having Elion born, had given her a new insight into the world. Her paintings themselves had grown more popular as well, due to her style seemingly changing slightly. But... none of that really mattered. What did was her family.

When he kissed her head again she chuckled softly, before merely watching Damarion leave the room. Most likely to put things away that they had gotten. Her gaze merely lingered upon the door for a period of time before returning to Elion again. She often wondered why she was still... unmarried to say the least, it had been four years since Elion had been born. And yet not once had the question ever been popped. In some aspects she could understand, and in truth she wouldn't mind not being married. But... there were some things she could have gone without. The gossip, the rumors. It was all rather annoying. Being as young as she was and the clear evidence that she had been with child had a great amount of it being thrown around the small state of Rhode Island. Everyone knew in a matter of days. She really... could have gone without that guilty feeling.

Even so she found herself smiling leaning down to press her lips against Elions head. Drawing back a moment later she promptly tucked the boy back into bed again. With that done she stood making her way off towards the door pausing to peer at the ebony haired boy. But... when it all came down to things, she wouldn't change a damn thing. She was glad how things had turned out. Even if they had been a wee bit too reckless. Giving her baby boy one last look she promptly pulled the door open to his room, and pulled it softly closed behind him. She wouldn't change a damn thing.

[iAnzu]

A content smirk fell upon Arc's lips as she whispered in his ear. Oh yes, that sounded wonderful. he figured he could hold on reletivly well until they got there, but then for the most part, not let her off the bed, sofa, kitchen counter where ever there passion sparked for a while. Most guys could boast about having stamina, when it came to Arc.. it was very true. Seeing how he hadn't been able to curb his appitite in nearly 4 years, he was in a proverbial sense going to eat his heart out.
He wa spretty positive she would be able to keep up with him, if not, she would learn, and he knew there would be no complaints.

Brook finally pushed her self off of him, and his gaze stayed glued to her, watching her go over and steal his shirt.Welll now wasn't that a bit of Dejavu? Arc didn't complain though, she looked undeniably sexy in his shirt. The firey and flirty glances didnt help any, nor did the inviting pat on her rear. He stayed sitting long enough to see her peel out of the driveway. After that he didn't waist any time, he was going to finish what he started. Arc stood and headed in a straight line, towards the door.

His back smacked against the door frame rathe rhard, his brother pinning him with one arm. He listened for a couple seconds before grabbing Ion's hand and removing it from his shoulder. His hand snaked up behind Ions neck and he knocked his head against his. "just shut up, I came to apologize, I wasn't expecting to run into Brook, but it happened. She forgave me okay? I know what i did was stupid, but she forgave me, and so should you. I've changed in the past three years, not alot, but enough, oyour just going to have to give me a chance. What you just wittnessed probably didn't help, but i can gaurentee you i wont ******** up this time. Now, if you please, I have one hot woman waiting for me." he said, pushing past him and out the door, not waiting for a response.

He was in his car faster than yuo could blink. he had cooled of some, and large buldge had shrunk some. However with the thoughts that were going thorough his mind, it didn't stay small for long. He was driving fast, carefully, but fast. He assumed she had raced off to her house, since she didn't know where he was located at. Before he had come, he had found addresses, and all that info, so he already knew where she was. Before all of this had happened, he was going to go by her place to talk to her. He was still shirtless, but he didnt give a damn, all his clothes would be gone in a matter of a few minutes anywho.

He was quick to get the elevator, and in no time was in front of her door, he thought about knocking, but then he figured she would know he was on his way, and opened the door, it was unlocked so his theory was correct. Not realizing his next phrase would be rather on the dot, he called out for her. "here kitty kitty, come out an play." Spotting her he paused, his excitement growing a extra cenimeters. She had dressed up? he let out a breath, examining her, taking in how tight her fabric clung to her body, to how amazing breasts looked. He was quick to un button his pants. All too soon, they laidon the ground as he walked up to her, his wonderus body completley nude. "Come to daddy kitten."

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Brook was needless to say at the end of her wits by the time the man had appeared within her home. His words, causing a smirk to grow larger and larger. He had taken his sweet damn time, or at least so it had felt like he had. She could recall pacing back and forth within the arch way of her room, casting glances at the clock until she heard that front door creek open. But now... now he was here, before her completely and totally nude. Walking towards her, the mere action alone sending shivers of delight down her spine. Finally... no one to disturb them, thus allowing them to get down to the nitty gritty reallll fast. For she wasn't too certain how much longer she could behave in a sense before completely and totally loosing her flippin mind. She wanted action she wanted a good deal of sex. Four years without it... how had she even managed to do it?

She pressed forward fully intent on meeting him half way so to shorten the torture of having to wait. She slipped up against him a smirk growing into a full out smile from where she stood. About god damn time this happened. Leaning up she pressed her lips lightly against his jaw, trailing them along it before she eventually had her lips upon his own. At first it was nothing more than a simple little kiss, but with each passing moment the simple so called 'innocent' kiss went well out the window. Her need for the man getting the better of her as she positively assualted his mouth with her own. Her tongue playing with his in some heated tango wrestling match. One she put effort into making last for a period of time.

After a bit she drew back from him, hand finally releasing her tail as both her hands moved to take his larger ones within her own smaller ones. This... area was not going to do. And if she had her way this would not end with just one good little mambo of the matress. And if that was indeed what was going to happen she rather have a means of comfort to support her for the long haul of actions. Turning about she began to guide him through the doorway that she had been standing within in a rather hurried manner. Wasting no time to drag him off towards the large california king off along one wall. She went for comfort needless to say. And space. She had a past experiance where she had tumbled off in a lay. She rather not repeat such an action. And with a bed of that size it would prove to be a wee bit difficult to roll off.

Turning about to face him she promptly leaned forward going about nipping his shoulder, however allowing her mouth to place a light feathered kiss upon the abused skin. As she did so a soft purr rolled forth from her being one she seemed to mimic rather well. Needless to say she got rather into her little dress ups. Too bad none of the other men she had been with had ever held the chance to see her in one of these soo called outfits of hers. Perhaps it was better as it was. It seemed Arc approved of them rather greatly. Perhaps she would merely leave it as something just for him. For the occasional added spice to a romp. This time around, she was more so concerned on being sure he got back up to snuff again and fast so she could enjoy.

After her general assault with the so called neck had indeed been done and delt with. She merely turned from him, making her way to the side of the bed as she promptly pawed across it, to the center. Where she promptly stretched out, her hands lightly kneeding the bed before her, voilet hues lingering back on that of Arc. Oh... she could not wait for much longer. It was... beginning to get a bit tooo painful for her liking. One of her hands stopped the general kneeding of the bed, to pat it lightly, her gaze narrowing to rather pleased points. "Come along master, kitty is waiting...". Yet a moment later something rather odd happened.

A flush of scarlet seemed to crawl across her cheeks, her gaze sliding off to the side. "Um.. besides I need a bit of help... I can't... get out of this dress... I grew a bit too much in certain areas... the zipper is um... stuck..." She mumbled rather softly her gaze oddly finding the bed a bit more interesting than the godly man fully naked and ready for a romp in her bed. Well his equipment was certainly ready, and her own well damn ready to recieve its punishment, and or treatment. Sure... they could still do sex with her in the dress... its just it was rather tight, and breathing within it wasn't exactly the easiest thing. She had to black out on him.

[iAnzu]

Arc let out a small noise, as she rubbed against him, He didn't know if he could handle any teasing, all he wanted was to take her where she stood. But played the good boy, controlling himself the best he could while her mouth found his jaw, then his own. His fingers clawed at the tight fabric a little. Then with out being able to stop himself, one of his hands disappeared under the bottom of the dress, pleased to find no pesky fabric in the way. It confirmed the fact that he had been curious about :that she wanted him as much as wanted her.

When they seperated, he almost made a protest, he was actually enjoying that kiss. his gaze fell to her hands that had grabbed his, and allowed him self to be drug to the room. He was in like with everything thus far, her outfit, the bed. ecpecially the bed, he hated trying to have a good romp on condesed spaces. After all you couldn't move around or experiment with poses on anything smaller than a california queen. His attention was brought back to her, as his neck was assulted more, He didn't mind marks, he used to wear them like trophies. It was more seeing how after suuch a long stretch of not having anything of the sorts, it would raise questions. At least all the guys in the office were just as Dirty as he.

His gaze narrowed, watching her crawl across the bed to the center, and was on the bed next to her right as she called him over. He was leaned over the pback of her, pulling the dressup to make way from himself. He stopped for a sec, listening to her, and while she blushed, something out of the normal happened for him. A laugh escaped his lips, a real one, it was rich and deep. he put his hand on his forehead, slightly distracted. All soon enough he was in deep, and was sliding the zipper slowly down her back, and peeling it away from skin. Seeing how he didnt care at the moment if the dress came completley off, he let it be resting around her hips. Besides. His hips were rather busy and he didnt feel like intrupting the rythm they had gained.

He pressed her tightly against his body, there was no gap between them, his hips slowing as he bit her neck and her shoulders, mimickingher actions of before, and leaving kisses where he had bruised the tender flesh. He slowly pulled away from her, a tiny growl of delight escaped his lips, before his back hit the bed, and Arc pulled her right ontop of him.

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Arc let out a staggered breath. that.. had.. been.. nothing sort of amazing. His white orbs focused on the beautiful blond below him. Bending foward slightly and kissed her legs that were up and around his shoulders. He let his hands move back and forth up and down her thighs and across her smooth and volumpous body. He moved her legs to around his waist, and leaned over her. Arc's eyes filled with satisfaction. karma had definitly made up for before. His lips lingered over hers for a moment, before letting them make contact. The gesture, was far more tender and intamate, that any of the kisses previous. His mouth trailed down from her mouth, to neck, chest, stomach and stopped at her hips. Arc glanced up at her, before continuing downward, and giving her lower regions something short of a blessed miracle.

Arc drew away, pleased with him self. That ended their.. what was it: third consecutive mattress tango? he kissed her knee, his eyes falling over her body, apricating all its curves and glory. He smirked meeting her baby blues. " so, shall i continue, or you think your good for right now babe?" he asked, his eyebrow arched high. He could easily go at least another round but he didn't want to tire her out to bad, or leave her too sore.