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 Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 9:54 pm
Madeline was... bored.
Yes, it was not all that strange for her to be bored, but today the boredom seemed to be slowing time down into a snail-paced misery. Even after hours of training, she'd found herself too tired to read up on the Long and Troubling History of Hunters and the Way The Human Race Has Suffered and too alive to sleep. After a shower, the girl had tied her hair up, kicked open her door, and was now rocking out to whatever music garbled through her pilfered iPod in a vain attempt a) to knock herself out, b) attract someone to her door, c) uncover the secrets to dance mastery, or d) all of the above.
Her jacket and regular clothes had also been discarded in favor of a bikini top and shorts; something that she was sure her superiors would disapprove of in seconds flat. But hey, she was on call, not on a job. She was going to wear whatever she damn well pleased.
And of course, her room wasn't exactly standard either.
A freshly bought second-hand guitar nested in the corner, and pillows were strewn across the floor. Her jacket was draped over a chair, alongside a pile of clothes to be washed at an indeterminable date. Ami would have punched her if she'd seen it, she was sure.
( And you call yourself a woman, ) Arsen commented morosely somewhere in the back of her mind as she twirled on her heels and swayed to the music, completely tuning out the world around her.
Shhh, she thought with a laugh, pushing auburn hair away from her face, the ponytail loose, curls flying everywhere, You love me.
( I am seriously starting to doubt that. )
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 10:50 pm
Dakota was chewing happily on the bag of cheetohs as he walked his way from his dorm to Wilsons. Of course today would be a day to bother his brother in the midst of the new renovations.
Instead of helping, because let's face it...This boy was tired of building things. Being part of the Moon squad meant building and defending s**t...and he was so sick of building s**t. Never mind the whole defending thing because that was his job.
Anyways, So let's go back. Moon hunter Dakota, Bag of cheetohs, heading towards Wilsons dorm. Yeah, nothing could deter this boyo. Nothing.
Nothing but a lean hot tan bod wiggling her way around a room that was open and music. Bikini top, look at that stomach go. Cheetohs had been lost to the hallway, probably dropped through a hole that someone was still trying to patch up. Fingers were wiped on clothing that wouldn't show some orange crumbs, gum was brought out and popped in as he made himself as possibly smooth as humanly possible when you were just walking by a girl's dorm.
Especially this one. If he noticed the messy room, well he didn't comment. He was smart..sometimes.
"Madeline you little minx, Are you using a secret ritual dance to seduce me into your room?" it was full of charm and a appreciative glance at that bod. In his head he was already singing...'I'm sexy and I know it, She's sexy and she knows it.'
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 11:21 pm
Madeline's plan had worked.
She smiled voraciously at the sound of Dakota's voice, her hips swaying slower and slower as she turned to him, a carnivorous glint in her eye. "Why, did it work, darlin'? Just wait, I've got even more tricks up my sleeve." She told him, her lips curving up into a flirtatious smile. Well, well, well, this certainly was a nice little catch she'd made. Of all the people to show up at her door, Dakota was certainly not an unwelcome sight.
Wrapping an auburn curl around a finger absently, Madeline moved forward, all too aware of Dakota's womanizing status and not at all put off. After all, two flirts and one room? If something interesting didn't go down within the next five minutes, then the apocalypse was certainly coming.
Soon enough she found herself closer, her hands pushing to Dakota's chest, fingers curling into the material of his shirt and dragging him forward so they were eye to eye. The Moon Hunter might even be lucky enough to feel a few curves pressed against him in all the right places.
"So, to what do I owe this pleasure?" She asked, cherry red lips curving into a smile that could make men drop to their knees, "I hope you're here to entertain - I've been getting so bored on my own." She stepped back, tugging Dakota gently forward and further into her room.
She knew Dakota was a shark, and she was in the mood to play his game. After all, there wasn't anything more explosive than the combination they made, right? Madeline laughed and let go of the boy's shirt, stepping back with a certain sway of her hips. She might have been singing the same little tune in her head, but her lips glossed into a flirty smile that simply said, your move, babe.
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 11:58 pm
Well Dakota would give the woman props for well executed plots to attract people to her. He had a feeling that people would naturally do it but...it's like he felt a magnetic pull to her and bam, there she was.
And he couldn't be happier about it. Refreshing from the constant rejection from the other girls at the Island. Look he got it was serious business up in this place but...It didn't mean you had to say no ALL the time!
Hands on his chest proved to tear his thoughts away as he grinned, looking down at fiery red eyes. So much so that her gaze seemed to burn down into him. Interesting. he'd never had a girl so blatantly flirt back with him. And damn did it feel nice to have a hottie all up on ya.
He let himself get drawn in, not bothering with shutting door. This room couldn't handle the heat of one smokin' bod in there...it would explode with them both. A aloof grin drew his lips up as he matched her smile.
"I could say it worked babe, or I could say that I just happen to be passing by and decided that I liked the show. Next time, slip me a ticket and I'll be here faster." He slid his hands over to place on her hips as she slipped by him. A small curve brushed there, and another at his side. Mmmm...yes that was how you worked it.
He was almost so entranced with the body of hers that he forgot to respond. Startled, he looked down to her and then chuckled. "Well, I would say its more for MY pleasure then yourself but...I was heading to bother Wilson again and just happened to find myself distracted. You know what they say about distractions..." He leaned down, "They are really good at killing time."
He moved back and looked around, surveying the space of the room. Like his, it was moderately decorated with personals but not so much you didn't lose the whole feel of Dues dorm.
He would play it cool as she swayed...But the music got to him and well..Dakota was never one to turn down dancing. He moved in right behind her, making sure not to touch her as he matched her rhythm to his own. When he really got into it though, his hand went up to his shirt.
And flashes of Ab's peeked before he laughed. Dancing with someone seemed really random but at the same time, what else could he be doing? Plus this was all seduction right now.
"Well Madeline, I didn't want to have do this but-" He slipped to the front and smoothly executed a dance move USHER would be proud of, his body barely brushed up against her as his hands slipped on her waist for the briefest seconds. "You've been Dakota tapped."
Forget pick up lines, All Dakota needed to do was seduce on the dance floor. Ah yeah.
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2012 11:42 pm
"Well, you'd be kidding yourself with that sort of excuse. You might've just been passin' by, but there is no way that this didn't work on a boy like you." She told him, never missing a beat. Dakota played a game she could jump into with ease. He was every guy she'd dated in high school, and all the nameless flirts she'd hit third base with and left for dead. If he showed her something new... oh, well then he'd get way more interesting.
She kicked stray comic books back under the bed with ease, the room more than big enough to accomodate them both, even though the tension in the air was starting to shrink the walls. The door stayed open though, an exit ticket if Dakota decided this ride wasn't his particular boat to float.
"Oh, Wilson?" She giggled, circling her hands around Dakota's neck and pressing her body up against his. Her lips pulled into a smile, full and lush. "That little angel has nothin' on me. I'm far more entertaining. I'll give you your money's worth."
No offense, Wilson.
"But," She bit his lower lip and pulled away, turning back to her room with a sigh, "we're going to have to do something about that idea that I'm just a distraction. Thats rude, sweetheart."
She laughed at his next move, pushing her fingers against his abdomen and wrinkling the fabric of the shirt between her fingers. "Oh, Dakota tapped?" She could play that game too, silly Moon hunter.
She could play that game too.
"Is that really all you've got, darlin'?" She clicked her tongue and took her hands away, still swaying. "Don't disappoint me now."
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2012 6:11 pm
"Okay I admit, I saw a flash of skin and fluid moves that made my mouth water..." Dakota continued his smooth flow of dance with her, while he didn't excel at singing or playing instruments...dancing was his thing. He caught the briefest hint of a comic book before it disappeared under the abyss of her bed and felt himself enjoying her all the more.
A girl with comics? Win. A girl who liked to flirt with him? Win. A girl with comic books and flirting with him? Killer.
"You say that but sometimes Wilson can be pretty entertaining..." He leaned down, his face hovering away from hers, a flick of a glance of lips and a easy curve of smile tugged at his. "I like his reactions to the things I do. I live for reactions you see, its a horrible addiction. On the other hand though, I much prefer a little devil to a angel. I wonder what kind of reactions..." He left off as she pulled away, biting her lip that left the moon hunter wondering if it tasted as sweet as she looked. "we'd make together..."
"Mmm Distractions. Well...I could sit down and we can turn this into a main event of lifetimes." The male hunter whistled, "Darling you've got some of the sweetest moves but...."
And then a confident smirk...
"Never baby, I never disappoint." And that meant for other things as well.
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Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2012 12:27 am
"Oh?" Her grin turned carnivorous. "Is that all it takes to get you interested? My but you should work on your wooing skills." She reached out, curling her fingers around the back of the Moon hunter's neck. "Learn how to make a girl feel special, mutt." She leaned back, her expression turning downright deadly. If Dakota was any less a flirt, he might have melted from the utter radiance shamelessness. Then again, Madeline hadn't been around a proper flirt in weeks. It stood to reason that the moment she found someone on the same level as her - or, well, close, - she would get her game on.
Oh, how Ami would disapprove though.
Her lips curled into a vivacious grin. The look on her face would have been priceless.
"Wilson's an angel, and his reactions are delicious, but I wouldn't pay half as much for his as I might for yours." Madeline laughed, sliding a finger up Dakota's neck and against his chin. "Depending on how much you entertain me tonight." She dropped a glittery wink at him, half thankful and half amused that she'd bothered to put on makeup after a training and a shower. "Oh, is that an invitation? Or a challenge?" She stepped back just enough, her hips swaying from side to side. Dakota might have just been the most fun she'd had in awhile.
"Never is an awfully big commitment." Madeline mused, and suddenly, Dakota would find himself with hands pushing non too gently, guiding him to the edge of the bed. Madeline gave a final push, sending the boy to the sheets.
"Are you sure you're ready to lift yourself to that challenge? I am terribly hard to please."
Bring your A-game, Dakota. Bring it.
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