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 Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 12:34 am
Owen:: -sitting at the bar of a little underground cat hang out. Sips off of his alcoholic beverage as he eyes the crowd.-
Lana: -out on the danc floor with her glowsticks, inner ears and mouth glowing as she danced to the pulsating music, sweat gathered on her forehead, dripping down her face, throwing her whole self into the dance-
Owen:: -searching, searching, searching, target spotted.- Wow.... what a brilliantly bright girl. -stands up and downs the rest of his drink before he strolls out onto the dance floor and tries to dance by her by swaying his hips.- Hey, I saw you from across the dance floor. Is that some kind of paint on your fur or something? I've never seen something quite as lovely as you
Lana: -blinked, hearing something above the music and tilted her head towards the voice, sighing and smirking- No, baby. No paint, all me! -chuckled and grabbed him by his hips, throwing him into a dance, showing him how it was done by moving a bit slower, showing him the steps, all but grinding against him- You can't dance, can you?
Owen:: -widens his eyes at her interesting lingo. Sure, he had a British accent, but her words were far more interesting to listen to. In his eyes anyways.- My, you're your own glowstick. -as she moved him to the beat and literally controlled his body he found himself blushing lightly- o_o goodness... Uh... I've never really found the right beat I guess.
Lana: -chuckled and nodded, still moving him to the beat, but her arms sliding up his stomach and chest, bringing her claws out lightly before wrapping her arms around his neck, still swaying, even her tail had found the beat- 's not hard, hon. Close your eyes, relax and listen to th' music. Forget about everything else, focus on the music. -hummed a bit, looking up at him with a chuckle- Once you do that, just dance. Pulse with the music.
Owen:: -stares into her eyes which even seem to have a glow of their own- Alright, then. I'll try. -lets his eyes drift shut as he follows her movement and soon enough his body begins to take it's own lead and grow attached to the music. Surely, he wasn't as great as Lana but he was trying his best to follow the rhythm.-
Lana: -watched him and grinned when he found his own groove, bobbing his head happily and flicked her tail happily, pulling herself closer to him, practically climbing on him with how close she was, unmatching eyes slipping closed- That's right, baby.... Just dance.
Owen:: Mm, anytime with you, gorgeous. -enjoys the absolute closeness that they're sharing right now, even if she is so short. It was cute to see the height difference in them. Leans in and speaks into her ear so he doesn't have to yell over the music- Where did you learn such seductive moves?
Lana: -shuddered as he talked into her ear, flicking it a few times before smirking, looking to him since they were so close and placed a kiss upon his cheek and then smirked at him- I wasn't taught. Been dancing for years. -looked into his eyes with her own slightly glowing ones, blinking long lashes and then laughed softly- Hm.... Didn't think they were seductive.
Owen:: -grins happily as the kiss left a warm sensation on his cheek.- Well, cutie, they definitely put me under a spell. -places his hands on her hips as he keeps on moving with her, trying to keep up- Maybe you could give me some private lessons.
Lana: -giggled a bit and nodded, her tail flicking again, touching his leg, actually liking his hands on her hips, but she was used to being touched while she was dancing- Hm.... I could give you private lessons, maybe you'll not need me after just a couple. -giggled again-
Owen:: -slowly runs his hands up her skin until they rest comfortably upon her ribs- Mm, I don't know. I'm gonna need a lot of work. -winks at her and lets his tail curl around hers. He completely adored her giggle and found it to be to cute.-
Lana: -squirmed as his hands ran along her skin, being very ticklish, and giggled, face glowing brighter at his wink, obviously blushing, even under the black light- Hmm... Maybe.. You do seem the slow type. -flashes him a grin, her teeth looking like they were glowing because of her mouth, tugging him towards the bar, needing a water-
Owen:: -chuckles at her playful insult- Mhm, I tend to be slow on certain things. We'll see where I stand on this when I get the chance to get you alone. -is tugged off quickly towards the bar- Ooomph... -squeezes through the other dances and follows the shorty up to the bar- You drink? -takes a seat on the stool and orders a beer for himself.-
Lana: -shook her head at his question, ordering a bottle of water and jumped up in a seat, leaning against the bar- Nope. Liquor doesn't work well with what I do. -chuckles again and then stretched herself out, taking the bottle when it was slid to her, opening it and downing half of it in one breath, then panted, her face and neck flushed all the way down to disappear into the shirt she was wearing- Gotta learn the flow of things, baby.
Owen:: -reaches for the beer that was slid along the table top for him- Ah, I understand. Seems like I have a lot more to learn than I expected. But surely one drink wont hurt. It'll just loosen me up. Then I can be like puddy in your hands. -gives a flirtacious smirk and takes a few gulps of his drink.- Is that fine by you?
Lana: -chuckled and nodded a bit, crossing her legs, skirt sliding up a bit showing off even more thigh before looking out to the floor again- It's getting too crowded. And I know crowded. -nodded a little bit, sighing and sipping her water, looking to Owen- My name is Lana, by the way.
Owen:: Hm... -takes his time to stare out over the crowd.- Geez.... -He noticed how none of them caught his eye. Not like how she had anyways.- Lana? -he repeated her name to make sure it was correct.- What a beautiful name. Suits you very well. I'm Owen.
Lana: -nodded when he said her name and then pushed her bangs from her face, downing the last of the water and ordered another, turning around to face the bar and stretched out- Hmm! I like the name Owen. It's... not something you normally here. ... -trying to figure out his breed-
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 7:32 pm
Owen:: -smirks at her compliment and can't help but nod his head slowly, agreeing- Isn't it? It's my middle name actually. Uh... m-my first name... is Tom. But please, call me Owen. -he didn't tell everybody that but he figured it would be something she needed to know. His lousy father's name was Tom. He hated his dad.- So, when do you think I could get those 'private' lessons, huh, beautiful?
Lana: -chuckled gently and gave him a wink and a nod- Owen, not Tom. What about Thomas? -hummed a bit at his question and pondered- Mmn, well, if you're lucky sometime soon, hm? Certainly not tonight. -grinned knowing what he was thinking-
Owen:: -flattens his ears back at the more formal name and cringed slightly- Heh, uh... how about no. Just Owen. -swallows hard and doesn't want to be rude and scare her away though.- B-but I guess... i-if you really wanted... you could call me Tommy. -looks down in defeat.- Alright, no practice tonight. I'll keep my eye out for the opportunity.
Lana: -blinked at how down he got and then tilted his head up and pecked him on the cheek, tail flicking carefully, smiling again so that the glow lit up her face- Owen, then. I don't think you're much of a Tom. -snorts- Makes you sound like a dumb male or somethin'. As for the lessons, I don't do them on the first date, sweet cakes. 's gotta be at least two or three. -held up her fingers and grinned-
Owen:: -widens his eyes at the peck on the cheek and blushes up like usual.- Heh, oh ya? Well it's good to know that' I'm more of an Owen. Thanks. -tilts his head and stares at her beautiful glowing face- Date? Heh, you consider this a date? Wow, you're definitely easier to please than most girls.
Lana: I'm a cheap date. Dancing and drinking after. There's nothing like it to me. Nothing can beat that feeling. -lazy grin before ordering a light drink, not caring if she was young for it-
Owen:: -eyes the drink that she had ordered and smirked suspiciously- Eh, -nudge nudge- Soo... how old are you? Certainly don't look old enough to handle alcohol, love.
Ansowan 8:56 pm
Lana: Nineteen. -shrugged, taking the drink and sipping it- Gunna do somethin' 'bout it?
Owen:: -shirks at her guts and shakes his head with a shrug- Why should I? A little drinking never hurt anybody. Now, if you were some hardcore alcoholic... then I'd have something to say... but I wont tell on just one drink. -winks at her and scoots his seat closer to hers.-
Lana: I have one or two. Never got drunk before. -chuckles, leaning a bit closer to him before she finally just rested her head on his shoulder- Now, if you were an alcoholic, I'd say something. 'cause that's dumb for anyone to waste their life like that. ...You could have fun instead.
Owen:: -chuckles as she rests her head against his shoulder. He drapes his arm around her shoulders to hold her close.- An alcoholic? Me? No no, darling. I'm no alchie. I just drink for the buzz. Social drinker.
Lana: Ah. One that doesn't like being by himself. -nods and sips her drink again- I know the type. Used to be one myself. But I dance with myself, so why shouldn't I drink by myself?
Owen:: -raises an eyebrow at her logic and can't help but smirk and shake his head- Because they're two totally different things. You silly girl.
Ansowan 9:06 pm
Lana: To you, maybe. -chuckles a bit and shrugs, patting his head before downing the last of it- To me, it's a way to feel good and get release.
Owen:: -tilts his head and huffs- Which? The Dancing or the Drinking?
Lana: Both. I think both are the same thing. -smirked-
Owen:: -huffs- Heh, okay then... if you think that then think that. Who am I to tell you you're wrong? -looks down at her and gives a soft smile- Doesn't make me like you any less.
Lana: 's nice to know you like me. -smiled again, tail flicking and then grabbed him by his wrists- Dance one more with me.
Owen:: -gives a definite nod- Of course, who wouldn't like you? -feels his wrists being held and widens his eyes with surprise at the request- Ah, of course! I'll take any chance I can to get close to you. -hops off his seat and takes her by the hand, leading her back to the crowd.- Remind me how it goes? -the chartreux grinned at her-
Lana: -chuckles and grinned , moving up against him and pressed herself to him, looking up with a smirk- Just follow me.
Owen:: -laughes lightly at her- That shouldn't be hard to do, babe. -grinds up against her in attempts to follow along.-
Lana: -instructs him like before, not leaving much space between them, her tail flicking against his occasionally- Hmm... Relax, baby...
Owen:: -thankfully that one drink at the bar loosened him up a bit so he wasn't as tense as before.- Gotcha. -shuts his eyes and lets the music feed him the vibes to move to. His tail girls around the both of them, keeping them close.-
Lana: That's right.... -lazy purr, leaning up on her tip toes to give him a gentle kiss on the lips as a reward, her body still moving against his to the crazed beat-
Owen:: -loves the praise that she is rewarding him and completely falls into the kiss, wrapping his arms around her.- 'well this is romantic'
Lana: -gave a noise at that and chuckled against his lips, keeping the kiss closed mouthed for now, pulls back after a minute and gives him a coy smile- That.... was nice.
Owen:: -grins as she pulls away for a breathe of air- Well, there's more of that whenever you're ready for it. -pecks her lightly on the nose.-
Lana: -chuckled softly again and nodded, nuzzling under his chin with a soft purr- Mmm.... You're so warm, Owen... Love that voice, too.
Owen:: -lets out a little chuckle as she nuzzles into him. He keeps her body close with his arms around her, holding tight.- Heh, you sure that it's not just because we're dancing so much?
Lana: Mmn.. Probably. -chuckled, definitely noticing a bit of sweat- Well, Owen... -pulls back as the song ends, giving him a wink- I think it's time we go our separate ways.
Owen:: -his ears droop as she talks about leaving- What? But... how will I find you again? Aren't you even going to tell me where you live? -takes a hold of her hands, not wanting to let go until he knows for sure they'd meet again.-
Lana: Here and there. -chuckles a bit, nodding- Don't worry. I'm here every night, baby. Except for Sundays. I sleep that day. -grins, giving his hands a squeeze-
Owen:: Everyday? .... okay. Then I'll see you around. -bits his lip as he blushes lightly. He was embarrassed for being so clingy- Bye, Lana. -leans in and gives her lips another gentle kiss before pulling away and slipping out of the crowd.-
Lana: -chuckled and answered the kiss with her own little one, then moves outside, humming slowly to herself-
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