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"Oh?" she all but purred up at him as warm hands slid across her bared stomach, leaving a trail of heat in their wake that she had to admit was damnably tempting. He was all hard muscle and length, even if she did think he was a little thirsty and desperate. Who could blame a guy for getting worked up after all of that, though?

As his head dipped, she pressed herself up onto her tiptoes and caught his lips. It was difficult, being that he was so tall, but her arms slid up and anchored herself around his neck so that she didn't tip over or fall when his arms slacked. They trailed along the base of his skull and circled patterns into his dark skin as her lips parted to tempt him.

"Mmm," she muffled into the kiss, but she wasn't quite what she seemed. Where her hands had stilled, she was drawing out the beginning of an energy pearl; he had enough of it and then some to spare at this rate with how worked up he seemed. She felt it coiling in her hands, bright and pulsing, but her kiss only deepened to distract him. How long would it take a big lug like this one to pass out, she wondered?

It was almost a shame, Minium thought, because he really was a damn good kisser. She supposed that came with experience, though, and the follow up addendum was enough to squash whatever selfish pang of guilt flashed through her. The ball of energy in her hand was like lightning against her fingers and it was enough to make her feel more than satisfied with this turn of events.

Even more so as he broke their kiss and stumbled backwards. She turned around then to look at him squarely, her connection broken, it seemed, just in time. All of his big, burly weight was working against him as she assumed his legs began to feel as heavy as jello. Would he actually pass out? A wide, sly smile spread across her pouty lips and she took a few pointed steps toward him, punctuating them with the sound of her heels against the battered pavement of the alley. The hand with the energy orb rose and held it between her forefinger and thumb for him to see; it was large and shimmered like a pearl, gleaming with the light trapped within.

"Oh, darling, I did tell you that you don't have what it takes to play with me. You should listen better next time a gal gives you a warning."

The laugh on her lips was dark and amused. She summoned her weapon in her free hand and began to twirl the weighted plastic hoop around her wrist. It wasn't meant to be threatening, more, a show of who and what she was - and just how much energy she actually had left by comparison. She took a few steps back with her eyes still on him, pocketing the orb into the small pocket of her uniform.

"Maybe next time, Austin."

And with that she was turning, leaving him in her dust.