|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 8:11 pm
"That I am," she murmured smugly both his facial expression and his throaty response, letting her nails continue to scratch along his stomach. Her second hand added in moments later, and she simply grinned innocently at his question. "I'm always crafty," Antony mused thoughtfully as her fingers snaked along his stomach till they were on his hips.
Antony pulled him down closer before returning her fingernails to her previous activity.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 8:20 pm
"I think it's a woman thing," he muttered before he was cut off again at the doubled scritchings at his stomach and the tug downward. Jamal's whiskers bristling and again his tail lashed lazily as he rumbled off a series of throbbing purr-noises once more that intermingled with his continued speech. "I ain't neva' been called crafty. A jackass 'n' a b*****d, yeah, but not crafty."
He arched a brow high, giving her an expectant look that had a touch of devilishness to it.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 8:30 pm
All of a sudden, Antony stopped her scritches and layed back entirely, lacing her fingers together before placing them behind her head. She gave him a content look laced with a challenging edge. Overall, the tattooed woman was mostly amused at the situation, subconsciously glad that she had forgotten the previous day for now.
"You're right, crafty doesn't suit you," she stated, a thoughtful gaze appearing in her changed eyes.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 8:34 pm
"Then what am I?" he inquired, trying to not look TOO disappointed that the scritching had stopped since he could clearly sense the challenging glint in her eyes. He didn't move though and continued to peer down at her from the straddling position, his nose wrinkling as he grinned smugly, licking the tip of a fang. "Otha then ********' fine as hell, I mean."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 8:40 pm
Antony rolled her eyes playfully at his answer to his own question, absently allowing her back to arch, hips pressing closer to the tiger man's in the meantime.
"Well," she began, "Can you be summed up in one word?" Her eyebrow cocked upwards as her lips curled into a smirk.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 8:46 pm
Not to be distracted (yet) at the task at hand, he flicked his whiskers as he took to looking very pensive and absorbed in her question. Like it really required some major thought. He was, however, aware of her movement. This was Jamal afterall...
"Ya prolly right," he said without a hint of humility after a pregnant pause, settling his raised brow back down into a position of contentment as he cocked his head to the side. "I'm too complicated fo' dat s**t." It was hard to tell if he was joking or not by how he said it, though it was probably a joke to poke fun at himself.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 8:58 pm
Antony simply watched him ham it up, allowing her fingers to trail through her hair before reaching behind her in a sort of stretch.
"Quite complicated," she echoed in mock seriousness. Her right arm returned behind her head as her left one moved towards his closest arm, which she let her hand travel up at a painstakingly slow pace. Eventually, it reached the back of his neck, where her nails were lightly tracing shapes just like Jamal had been doing to her earlier.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 9:06 pm
"Very," he drawing the word out slowly, rolling the 'r' just a bit as he said it, a subtle grin touching his lips. "Almost damn near impossible ta read my mind. A mystery even..."
Okay, so now he was being more obvious about poking fun at himself, but it was because he wasn't able to concentrate so heavily on keeping a straight face due to the light touch at the nape of his neck. Still, he wasn't ready to give up.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 9:14 pm
She continued the simple motions along his neck while she cocked her head to the side somewhat, "Impossible hmm..." It was obvious that she was mocking him and that she knew the game that they were playing. In fact, Antony was pretty sure she understood Jamal the best out of all the islanders, even that little hypocrite Awen.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 9:20 pm
"I'm a ********' mystery like ya wouldn't believe." His eyes flickered to mirror the challenging air that hers had earlier, narrowing just enough to keep his gaze icey, but not angrily so. "Though I think you do da best tryin' ta solve it." There was a double meaning there that she would probably be smart enough to pick up on, being she was Antony and seemed to be able to read his moods, even when he himself couldn't.
The brushing at his neck was making his skin tingle in an intoxicatingly wonderful manner even if it was such a simple motion.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 9:35 pm
"Oh I know darling," she purred, tails silently protesting their current position. The double meaning was understood easily, and Antony's simple motions on his neck soon ceased. Instead, she suddenly pulled him down so that their noses were less than an inch apart. "Am I on the right track?" She questioned nonchalantly, as if she were innocent.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 9:43 pm
The pull downward wasn't unexpected per say...he knew it was coming at some point. She was predictable in that aspect.
"Maybe," he responded in an equally nonchalant manner, his whiskers fluffing forward so they brushed her cheeks ever so lightly when he spoke. "I'm a mystery, rememba'? Can't let out all ma secrets jus' yet..." Again his 'r's rolled slightly as he spoke, his voice kept low so it sounded like a vague growl each time that letter was spoken.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 9:48 pm
"Oh shut up," she muttered before pulling him down into a kiss, the light touches of his whiskers making her shiver pleasantly. The heat and her libido reminded her of just how long it had been since she had had sex, and for now, that took priority over pillow talk at the moment.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 10:02 pm
Bingo.
Jamal would have been pleased with himself had he not been so horribly preoccupied now with this liplock he'd been pulled into. Not that he minded. He knew it was coming at some point...the tension had been thick nearly the entire time they had been awake.
Her urgency and forcefulness was easily matched in her partner. However, the tiger man let her take the front seat for now.
This could prove to be definately worth leaving the jungle awhile for.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 10:07 pm
She groaned openly, back arching automatically as her nails dug into the back of his neck. They weren't sharp enough to break the skin, but they were enough to convey urgency.
Her lips parted so that she could nibble his lower lip every so often, pulling back eventually to catch her breath. "Now," Antony demanded throatily, not really in the mood to deal with foreplay at the moment.
Maybe later.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
