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 Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 1:42 pm
Nuhusi simply eyed him with a great amount of interest, "Ohhh...I'm always more then willing to play...that sort of game. No worries, honey." Her eyes flashed an invitation as she shifted her body to arch her back slowly, smoothly perhaps to tease him. It was practically saying 'Are you sure you're ready?' or 'Are you sure you can handle this?' There was no hesitation in her attitude at all. But she wasn't exactly being pushy-it was all up to him and what he wanted to do.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 7:59 pm
Oh, Mashaka was ready. Mashaka was definately ready. Little flings like this were what he lived on, they were his lifeblood. The only reason he faltered, and the only reason he was tripping all over himself, was that he wasn't used to this level of responsiveness from a girl. In fact, though he'd never admit it, it had been a long time since he'd been... successful with a girl. But here he was, flirting his heart out, and this girl was flirting right back... dominating him, even. It was exhillerating.
And for once, he thought, it might be nice to let someone else take over.
All he could do was gasp a little as she showed herself off, and he couldn't stop chuckling to himself with excitement. "So why are we standing around talking, baby?" he asked. "I think we both know the rules of the game." He winked at her. "I'll even let you lead, if you like?" In fact, the more they beat around the bush on the subject with coy metaphors, the more Mashaka suspected that he might snap and go insane.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 10:29 pm
"How about..." she purred lustily with a taunting sway in her step as she sidled over to him, "...we share the lead...?" She pressed her body up against his, rubbing against him to pull back away to circle around his back. She then moved to his other side and did the same thing, but pressed closer to him, and lower to get her head neath her neck. She was more then ready, feeling her own blood rush with the thrill of it all. She could talk forever, but...she'd rather not.
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 9:32 pm
Yes, finally a girl who spoke Mashaka's language; Mashaka spoke body language, and he liked to talk dirty. So did Miss Nuhusi, apparently. He too purred, a deep throaty purr, and quivered with anticipation. He loved the smell of her, and loved the way her fur felt against his while she teased him mercilessly. "Oh, I'm all about sharing," Mashaka replied. "When you're a kid, they always teach you to share." A part of him, deep inside, flinched at that comment: he hated talking about childhood, particularly his. No matter, the situation was moving dizzyingly fast and he'd soon moved past the issue.
He surveyed the land and queried as he did, "So you wanna play right here, babe, or you wanna find a more suitable arena? Just, please..." He turned his gaze back to her pleadingly. "Please, no trees. I'm afraid I'm not quite as talented as you in that area." He chuckled a little to himself, once again. He was practically giddy.
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Posted: Tue Jan 16, 2007 7:21 pm
"I like it just fine here," Nuhusi thrummed. She obviously wasn't going to get him to play anywhere interesting, so why risk killing the spark by moving? No no, she was fine here. "And," she purred, her voice husky and tingling, "I think you talk faaar too much." He was only torturing himself, delaying it so. There was a time for words...and there was a time when they should let their bodies do the talking.
(( xD Want to fade next post? ))
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Posted: Tue Jan 16, 2007 7:59 pm
((Good idea. I was going to suggest that myself. xd ))
Oh, if only she knew! Torturing himself was what Mashaka did best, even if it was subconsciously. Some would call him self destructive... and that would probably be a good way to describe it. His eyes alit with a devilish glow and, really, at this point, Mashaka didn't think he could contain himself long enough to move anywhere else, so he too was just fine with here. And to think, just a little while ago he was bored! Grinning wide and closing in on her, Mashaka purred, "Baby, consider my lips sealed."
((Aaaaaand fade.))
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