Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*He frowned as he stood at the edge of the pavement, watching people rushing by him. Some held hangers, others held makeup brushes, hair brushes... curling irons. A few were carrying fans, others had trays with drinks on them. The place was a fucking disaster. He'd basically bullied his way in by flashing his false badge, and now was left alone.*
*He frowned as he stood at the edge of the pavement, watching people rushing by him. Some held hangers, others held makeup brushes, hair brushes... curling irons. A few were carrying fans, others had trays with drinks on them. The place was a fucking disaster. He'd basically bullied his way in by flashing his false badge, and now was left alone.*
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*Following the voices as they got louder to be heard over music blaring from speakers somewhere, he rounded a corner to see a photographer laying on the ground, camera held at an awkward angle. He couldn't help the broad smile as Illy's head turned, the fans whoever had ran for blowing her hair back from her shoulders. Crossing his arms, he leaned against one of the metal railings for the loading platform.*
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*The fucker seemed to not be able to stop taking pictures. Eh, he couldn't blame the poor bastard. Finally, he'd demanded something.... Kaden had no idea what but he assumed it was some camera bullshit. Spotting his chance, he wedged himself between two people bickering on what lingerie they should try next. Leaning closer, he whispered* You wanna sell that shit, put her in the white one.
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*As they stared, likely trying to figure out who the hell he was, he ignored the signs that it was a working set and made his way to Illy. He grinned at the way her face brightened when she saw him, and he shrugged at her questioning look* Well, heard tomorrow was some lovey bullshit day. Since you're working, figured I'd be a good mate and come visit my woman. I'm sincerely happy today's shoot at least has some fabric.
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*His lips twitched as he tipped his head in the direction of the dozens of staff wandering around* I'd hate to have to explain to the General that "assault" was logical when people were looking at what is mine. *Scratching his chin, he made a face* Don't rightly think my personnel file can handle any more strikes against me.
Illy Ryann |PF|
*The set was going as usual. The photographer and director were never on the same page so they were always yelling. Feeling something in the air change, I glance over and see Kaden. I couldn't help but let a huge smile cross my face. The sound of the camera clicking a few times made me smirk a little. Wrapping my arms around Kaden's neck, I give him a kiss on his cheek* Well I am always happy to see you. Valentine's day really isn't my thing but you are, so I guess I better start getting excited. *Grinning as he continues to stare at the people passing by, I shake my head* Stop looking so frowny. You are going to scare them and then I'll never be able to leave here.
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
I flash a fake badge and sneak onto this damn set, and that's all I get? *curling his arm around her waist, he brushed his lips against hers, nearly groaning out loud as she returned the kiss. He hadn't believed the bullshit Am had spouted about being mated making shit more powerful, but dammit if she wasn't right. Pulling away before he ended up turning this into a goddamned porno, he glared towards the stagehands again* I'm supposed to scare them, bit. That way they remember me when I'm not here. That's how this shit works, right? *His brow furrowed as the lights were swung into another position, hitting him square in the eyes before they were twisted into a better alignment* I have no idea how the fuck you do this shit for a living. I'd rather shoot something.
Illy Ryann |PF|
*Laughing* Boo Bear, most of the people here are gay, married, or modelizers and none of them could hold up to how sexy you are. *Leaning against his arm, I discreetly move my body so he can feel how thin the fabric is* The sooner I get done, the sooner I can go home. *Smiling up at him* What to Psiforce say when you told them you were mated to a Ryann as well?
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*His lips twitched before he forced his face back into its normal stern lines* Complimenting me is not going to make me stop terrorizing the men around you. Especially not when all I can fucking picture now is how easy this shit would be to tear into pieces. *He grimaced slightly* Eh. The General had a few choice words about what the hell is happening to his agents. Though, my guess is he was simply trying to expand his little entourage into husband and wife slaying teams, which I wasn't fucking interested in to begin with. Most of the Psiforce women are fucking vicious. Least I know my woman has claws but would rather use them for pleasure instead of pain. I uh... *his cheeks heated before he dug into his pocket, pulling out a small box* Just open it. *He'd spotted the small metalsmithing shop when he'd gone to interview a potential informant. On his way back he'd pulled in just to check things, but his eye had been caught by a small claw keychain in a velvet gift box. Another stop to have a key to the house made, and he'd tucked it into his pocket. He'd intended on holding it till tomorrow, but patience was never his strong suit*
Illy Ryann |PF|
*Looking down at the box, I open it to find a key on a claw key chain. A smile lights my face and I jump up a little to hug Kaden* Nawww, you got me a key to your place! *Kissing him all over his face, I make sure it sounds extra wet* You are the best. This is perfect. *Snuggling into his side, I look around the set and see people watching us. I roll my eyes and turn my attention back to Kaden* You are so good to me, K. I will happily use my nails for pleasure later. *Grinning at him, I take the key chain out of the box and hold it tightly in my hand*
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*His arms tightened around her as he found himself smiling. Hell, he hadn't expected her to be this happy about a key, but he'd take it.* Well, you know, now you got other damn weres showing up at the Den, got people sniffing round. Thinking you know, you might need a place that's quieter occasionally, or something. Or, you know, there's plenty of room for your shi... stuff too. Place is kind of big for just me. *At her look, he sighed heavily* Yeah, okay, I"m asking you to move your ass into my place, cause hell, might as well do this shit right the first time, right?
Illy Ryann |PF|
*Grinning, I rub my nose against his quickly before he moved away* I would love to move in with you. Honestly, I don't even have that much stuff. Most of it is just books and stuff. Though, there is one thing we have to do first. *Biting my lip, I take a deep breath* We have to tell my brothers.
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*He winced, shoulders slumping* I was figuring you'd say that. I'm sure they'd notice you suddenly moving into another part of the Den. *Tangling his fingers with hers, he brought her hand up and brushed his lips against the mating mark before tossing her a small grin* Well, like you said, good thing I'm pretty damn invincible now, right?Maybe we can spring it on 'em during dinner while they're all distracted by steaks and beer.
Illy Ryann |PF|
That was my plan. Wait until after they have gorged themselves on food. They would be less likely to try to run after you. *Going up on my tip toes, I kiss his lips* You better go. I need to finish up here. *Glancing over, I see the photographer yelling some more and putting away his camera* Or maybe not. I might be done now. *The director points to me then the door. I nod and smile at Kaden* Looks like I get to go home early. Care to give me a ride? *I wiggle my eyebrow at the double entendre*
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*His lips twitched as he attempted to not respond, but damn it if she didn't make him want to fucking grin constantly like a damn moron because holy shit, he'd finally gotten something right. Course she'd been faster on the uptake, but hell, he'd eventually got his shit together* Please god tell me you get to keep this outfit. Cause I'd love to test how quickly I can tear it into pieces. *He eyed it, leaning back to blatantly check out her ass* My money's on "deck". Won't even hit the door.
Illy Ryann |PF|
*Bursting out into giggles, I nod* Yeah, I get to keep the outfits. I have a whole drawer at home full of stuff like this. I just never really had a reason or place to wear them. *Looking him up and down appreciatively* Well until now. *Grabbing his hand, I walk him over to my changing area and quickly pull on my shirt and shorts. I toss the high heels aside and put on my converse shoes* Ready? *Tucking myself into his side, I walk out of the photoshoot grinning like a fool*
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*His eyes lingered appreciatively on her body as she pulled her clothes on, now that he knew what was under them, just made him that damn eager to get her back out of them.* You're trying to give me a damn heart attack, aren't you? Yeah, we're gonna need to move the contends of that drawer over to our place, quickish. I'm gonna need to investigate it thoroughly. *His arm went around her waist as she pressed herself against his side, his thumb hooking into her belt loop* Well, Miss Ryann, seems you've got me right where you want me. What say you, we pick up something to eat, and go hide away for a day or two? I'm sure ain't nobody gonna coming looking just yet.
Illy Ryann |PF|
*Grinning up at him, I hop into his jeep* I think we should either get tacos or pizza. Hmmm...*Tapping my chin, I look at him* Tacos are good now, but we are going to be starving after. Pizza would be better for after but we'll have to have bloated sex though. Oh! Why not get tacos now and pizza later! I also vote we get beer and gummy worms. *Grinning sheepishly at him* I'm usually always hungry. It goes with being a were and what not.
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*Her words caused a full on laugh from him* Woman, I could give a damn what you eat. You can have your gummy worms if I can snag a bag of peanut butter M&Ms, how's that? And we're out of beer. Which I assume is fine and well since I have no idea what the fuck brand you drink. Long as it ain't piss-water Corona's, otherwise you can have yours and I'm still snagging a 6 pack for myself.
Illy Ryann |PF|
*Smiling over at him* I can drink pretty much any kind but if I had to pick, I'd say I'm a Sam Adams fan. How big is your fridge? Because I don't do that whole, warm beer thing. There needs to be space for beer and chip dip. And none of this "low fat" nonsense. If I wanted "low fat" I wouldn't be eating chip dip now would I? *Blushing a little, I take a deep breath to stop my rambling* Sorry about all the talking, it's a flaw I'm working on.
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
What the hell kind of man do you take me for? Beer gets a separate fridge, kept at damn perfect temperature, cause that shit needs to be babied. *He frowned, before shrugging* Ah... while we're at the store we may need to swing by and grab dip. I might have some, but I ain't opened the container in a long time if it's in there, so something might attack if we try to lift the lid. *At her words, he grinned* From where I'm sitting, your "flaws" are just damn fine with me. Besides, means I don't ever have to wonder what you're thinking. Makes it easier on me, cause usually the answer is "fuck if I know".
Illy Ryann |PF|
*Once we stop, I lean over and give Kaden a hot kiss. One with lots of nibbling and tongue. Stopping in the middle, I slip out of the jeep and head in while yelling over my shoulder* We should get cheetos too and other little snacks. You know, food for 'fuel'. *Grabbing a cart, I start tossing stuff in talking away about this and that but mostly about nothing. True to his words, Kaden said a few things here and there when I took a break from talking but mostly let me gab away. When we finally got in line, my jaw dropped at the $417 price tag* Oh my God! I am so sorry. This is why I don't ramble and shop. Horror happens. *Biting my lip, I dig through my wallet* I just paid off one credit card so I can help pay for it, though it only has a $300 limit. I'm sorry, K...*Glancing behind me, I see the people in line looking at us and my cheeks begin to feel warm* I want to fall into the floor right now...
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*He couldn't help the smile as they wandered the aisles, tossing whatever looked decent into the cart. He'd actually gotten used to her voice as a soundtrack to his day damn quickly, and whenever she stopped, he'd glance over to see what had caught her interest. Loaded up on beer and snacks, he began flipping through a hunting magazine at the checkout while everything was totaled. Glancing up at the price when he heard her upset, he frowned* That's a normal shopping trip for me sweets. After all, I need fuel, right? Looking the way you do, I can't see going out shopping for necessities more often than we absolutely have to, cause fuck if I want to see you wearing clothes. *Tugging his wallet from his back pocket, he tossed one of the cards to the clerk* You, little bit, worry far too damn much. You're mine, and I get to make sure you get all the gummy worms and beer you want.
Illy Ryann |PF|
*Grinning shyly up at him, I wrap my arms around his arm and hold on until the cart is loaded up. I let go and help him load all the groceries into the jeep. Most guys I went out with hated when I spent money on food. Being a tiger, I burn through calories at an alarming rate. I once ate a 72 ounce steak in 20 minutes and still wanted pie afterwards. Getting into the jeep, I nibble on my bottom lip as we head home not saying much. I mean what say there to say? I'm not a gold digger, I am not here because of his money. Honestly, I completely forgot he even had lots of money. What if he thinks I can't take care of myself or that I'm a moocher? Sighing, I look out the window in silence until we get to the drive that heads to Kaden's house. I get out and begin grabbing some of the groceries. Racing him to the door, I use my brand new key to unlock it* It works!
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*she was quiet on the drive home, which had him glancing her way more than once. As they pulled into the paved parking spot for the jeep, he shook his head as her squeal reached him. Grabbing a few more bags, he dumped them on the deck* Well I should damn well hope it works, otherwise my suave, charming way of telling you to move in would sort of suck. *Grabbing the rest of the bags from the car, he shut the back before heading for the deck, spotting her already putting things away. He saw a small container of dip sitting to the side of the counter, not opened* I take it that's the hazardous waste? Maybe I'll double bag that shit. Er... on second thought you know, we might wanna toss most of whats in there. I haven't really opened it for anything but beer in a few weeks, with being gone. Then, burgers. So, yeah.
Illy Ryann |PF|
*Smiling over at him, I stick my head in the fridge and see he isn't kidding* Dang, this expired weeks ago. *Picking up the 'lunch meat', I being to toss everything in a garbage bag* How about I take this out and you can put the beer away, okay? *Kissing him on the cheek, I head out to the garbage can. After coming back in and kicking my shoes off, I hop up onto the counter and begin nibbling on chips and dip as I watch him move around the kitchen putting groceries away. He was so sure footed, solid, like he never ever doubted himself. The complete opposite of me. I often found my cars keys in the freezer and melted Popsicles in my bag. It was crazy. Biting my lip a little, I watch the way he moves. He has the sexiest walk I have ever seen. I could have sex with this man every second of every day and it would not be enough. Licking the dip from my fingers, I put the lid on it and giggle a little as he bends down to put away from fruit. Even his butt is perfection and usually the butt isn't something I find attractive on men. I blush a little when I see him looking over at me with his eyebrow raised, still bent over. Damn, busted*
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*He could feel her eyes on him, which had the effect of making things damned uncomfortable as he moved. Hearing her soft laugh, he twisted slightly, raising a brow as her cheeks flushed* Getting a good look there, babes? You realize if we get food into us, the clothes can disappear, which means you'd get a much better view. *Digging out the bag of tacos they picked up, he took a few before sliding the bag to her, closing the fridge door with his hip after grabbing two beers. Depositing one beside her, he leaned against the counter next to her, his booted feet crossed at the ankles. Strange, how this damn routine seemed like they'd done it before. Being with her just seemed... easy.*
Illy Ryann |PF|
*Nibbling on the taco, I keep looking at him looking at me. Every once in a while, I would smile and he would smirk back. After about 3 1/2 tacos, I decide we have ate enough. Tossing the rest of my taco over my shoulder, I slide across the counter and wrap my legs around his waist. Even though he is still chewing, I lean forward and nibble on his jaw and throat* If you weren't so sexy, we could have a normal meal like normal people but no. You have to be sex on a stick.
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*His eyes begin to close as her teeth sink into his neck, forcing him to hurry up and swallow the last bite of food before he choked. Sliding his hands up her thighs, he jerked her closer to him, his hands curling around her upper thighs* Sex on a stick, huh? You're damned distracting yourself, bit. *Pressing his forehead against hers, he shifted, letting her feel the erection that was making his jeans damned uncomfortable* What do you say sweets, we gonna make it upstairs or to the couch, or am I tearing these fucking clothes off right here on the counter?
Illy Ryann |PF|
*Looking up at him, my eyes darken as I hook my finger into the collar of his shirt and rip it down the middle. It falls to the floor in tatters. My clothes soon follow then his pants* I think I like this dining in thing. We so need to do it more often. *Rubbing my naked body against his, I let his cock slide between my folds without going in. Smirking up at him* We gonna make it upstairs or to the couch, or are you fucking me here on the counter?
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*He hissed about a breath as he heat of her seemed to sink right through him. Tightening his grip on her thighs, he tugged her forward just enough for her to be positioned the way he wanted. Without wasting even another second, he growled out a strangled curse as he slid into her tight sheath. Her knees dug into his hips as each thrust had her nearly sliding backwards, making her dig her nails into his shoulders. The stinging just made him that much harder.* I fucking love the way you feel, woman.
Illy Ryann |PF|
*Throwing my head back, I let out a throaty moan* Gods Kaden, you're so big. *Biting my lip as he rolls his hips just the right way, my eyes close as pleasure shoots through me. My nails leave welts down his shoulders and upper arms as I try to get closer, needing more of him. Our mouths meet in a fierce battle for dominance, tongues tangling together. He ultimately wins and I whimper slightly as he nibbles on my bottom lip, sending chills over my body. Every part of me begins to tighten as my orgasm builds. Meeting him stroke for stroke, I throw my head back and come, moaning out his name and screaming for more.
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*His chuckle is strained, hoarse as she throws her head back, her body shuddering. Holding back his own release is damned harder than he thought it would be. Sliding one hand between her thighs, his thumb circles her clit with every hard thrust forward, his breathing becoming more erratic. Lifting his gaze, he eyed her hands as they left his shoulders to curl around the edge of the countertop* Play with your breasts for me little bit. I want to see your hands on yourself, every inch of you shown off just for me. *As she does what he'd demanded, her small hands tugging her nipples, her dazed eyes meeting his, a groan left his lips at the sight. Feeling her body move under his, her clit nearly throbbing with every circle of his thumb.... hell, all of it was eclipsed as she screamed his name, her pussy clenching down, making every movement sheer fucking pleasure. As his cock jerked, his orgasm hitting damn near instantaneously, he curled his hand around her throat, jerking her lips up for a bruising kiss, trapping her hands between them* You have no goddamned idea how crazed you make me, bit.
Illy Ryann |PF|
*A tiny growl leaves my throat as his hips slow to a stop. My heart is beating like crazy as I nibble on his chin then suck hard on his throat, leaving marks. Different emotions swirled through me but it was too soon to say what they are or what they mean. Wrapping myself around him, I hold him close to my body. His breathing on my neck raises chills everywhere. Leaning up to tongue his earlobe* I want more Kaden. *His sharp intake of breath shoots straight between my legs as I smile up at him* Good thing we went shopping today.
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*He hissed at the feel of her wrapped around him. It was like he couldn't fucking get enough, as if every damn touch sent a shock straight through to his cock and jerked him right back to horny as hell. With a smirk, he reached over to pull the nearest cabinet open. Digging through it, he unearthed his prize. Sliding his hand under her ass to brace her against him as he lifted her, letting her wrap one arm around his neck before handing her the small plastic jar of honey* My woman wants more, more she'll get. Suddenly craving sweets, and you know, thinking we haven't christianed the shower yet. *Sinking his teeth into her earlobe, he headed for the stairs. Call him greedy, but he was damn well taking every drop of honey he could get, for as long as he could.*
*Following the voices as they got louder to be heard over music blaring from speakers somewhere, he rounded a corner to see a photographer laying on the ground, camera held at an awkward angle. He couldn't help the broad smile as Illy's head turned, the fans whoever had ran for blowing her hair back from her shoulders. Crossing his arms, he leaned against one of the metal railings for the loading platform.*
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*The fucker seemed to not be able to stop taking pictures. Eh, he couldn't blame the poor bastard. Finally, he'd demanded something.... Kaden had no idea what but he assumed it was some camera bullshit. Spotting his chance, he wedged himself between two people bickering on what lingerie they should try next. Leaning closer, he whispered* You wanna sell that shit, put her in the white one.
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*As they stared, likely trying to figure out who the hell he was, he ignored the signs that it was a working set and made his way to Illy. He grinned at the way her face brightened when she saw him, and he shrugged at her questioning look* Well, heard tomorrow was some lovey bullshit day. Since you're working, figured I'd be a good mate and come visit my woman. I'm sincerely happy today's shoot at least has some fabric.
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*His lips twitched as he tipped his head in the direction of the dozens of staff wandering around* I'd hate to have to explain to the General that "assault" was logical when people were looking at what is mine. *Scratching his chin, he made a face* Don't rightly think my personnel file can handle any more strikes against me.
Illy Ryann |PF|
*The set was going as usual. The photographer and director were never on the same page so they were always yelling. Feeling something in the air change, I glance over and see Kaden. I couldn't help but let a huge smile cross my face. The sound of the camera clicking a few times made me smirk a little. Wrapping my arms around Kaden's neck, I give him a kiss on his cheek* Well I am always happy to see you. Valentine's day really isn't my thing but you are, so I guess I better start getting excited. *Grinning as he continues to stare at the people passing by, I shake my head* Stop looking so frowny. You are going to scare them and then I'll never be able to leave here.
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
I flash a fake badge and sneak onto this damn set, and that's all I get? *curling his arm around her waist, he brushed his lips against hers, nearly groaning out loud as she returned the kiss. He hadn't believed the bullshit Am had spouted about being mated making shit more powerful, but dammit if she wasn't right. Pulling away before he ended up turning this into a goddamned porno, he glared towards the stagehands again* I'm supposed to scare them, bit. That way they remember me when I'm not here. That's how this shit works, right? *His brow furrowed as the lights were swung into another position, hitting him square in the eyes before they were twisted into a better alignment* I have no idea how the fuck you do this shit for a living. I'd rather shoot something.
Illy Ryann |PF|
*Laughing* Boo Bear, most of the people here are gay, married, or modelizers and none of them could hold up to how sexy you are. *Leaning against his arm, I discreetly move my body so he can feel how thin the fabric is* The sooner I get done, the sooner I can go home. *Smiling up at him* What to Psiforce say when you told them you were mated to a Ryann as well?
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*His lips twitched before he forced his face back into its normal stern lines* Complimenting me is not going to make me stop terrorizing the men around you. Especially not when all I can fucking picture now is how easy this shit would be to tear into pieces. *He grimaced slightly* Eh. The General had a few choice words about what the hell is happening to his agents. Though, my guess is he was simply trying to expand his little entourage into husband and wife slaying teams, which I wasn't fucking interested in to begin with. Most of the Psiforce women are fucking vicious. Least I know my woman has claws but would rather use them for pleasure instead of pain. I uh... *his cheeks heated before he dug into his pocket, pulling out a small box* Just open it. *He'd spotted the small metalsmithing shop when he'd gone to interview a potential informant. On his way back he'd pulled in just to check things, but his eye had been caught by a small claw keychain in a velvet gift box. Another stop to have a key to the house made, and he'd tucked it into his pocket. He'd intended on holding it till tomorrow, but patience was never his strong suit*
Illy Ryann |PF|
*Looking down at the box, I open it to find a key on a claw key chain. A smile lights my face and I jump up a little to hug Kaden* Nawww, you got me a key to your place! *Kissing him all over his face, I make sure it sounds extra wet* You are the best. This is perfect. *Snuggling into his side, I look around the set and see people watching us. I roll my eyes and turn my attention back to Kaden* You are so good to me, K. I will happily use my nails for pleasure later. *Grinning at him, I take the key chain out of the box and hold it tightly in my hand*
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*His arms tightened around her as he found himself smiling. Hell, he hadn't expected her to be this happy about a key, but he'd take it.* Well, you know, now you got other damn weres showing up at the Den, got people sniffing round. Thinking you know, you might need a place that's quieter occasionally, or something. Or, you know, there's plenty of room for your shi... stuff too. Place is kind of big for just me. *At her look, he sighed heavily* Yeah, okay, I"m asking you to move your ass into my place, cause hell, might as well do this shit right the first time, right?
Illy Ryann |PF|
*Grinning, I rub my nose against his quickly before he moved away* I would love to move in with you. Honestly, I don't even have that much stuff. Most of it is just books and stuff. Though, there is one thing we have to do first. *Biting my lip, I take a deep breath* We have to tell my brothers.
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*He winced, shoulders slumping* I was figuring you'd say that. I'm sure they'd notice you suddenly moving into another part of the Den. *Tangling his fingers with hers, he brought her hand up and brushed his lips against the mating mark before tossing her a small grin* Well, like you said, good thing I'm pretty damn invincible now, right?Maybe we can spring it on 'em during dinner while they're all distracted by steaks and beer.
Illy Ryann |PF|
That was my plan. Wait until after they have gorged themselves on food. They would be less likely to try to run after you. *Going up on my tip toes, I kiss his lips* You better go. I need to finish up here. *Glancing over, I see the photographer yelling some more and putting away his camera* Or maybe not. I might be done now. *The director points to me then the door. I nod and smile at Kaden* Looks like I get to go home early. Care to give me a ride? *I wiggle my eyebrow at the double entendre*
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*His lips twitched as he attempted to not respond, but damn it if she didn't make him want to fucking grin constantly like a damn moron because holy shit, he'd finally gotten something right. Course she'd been faster on the uptake, but hell, he'd eventually got his shit together* Please god tell me you get to keep this outfit. Cause I'd love to test how quickly I can tear it into pieces. *He eyed it, leaning back to blatantly check out her ass* My money's on "deck". Won't even hit the door.
Illy Ryann |PF|
*Bursting out into giggles, I nod* Yeah, I get to keep the outfits. I have a whole drawer at home full of stuff like this. I just never really had a reason or place to wear them. *Looking him up and down appreciatively* Well until now. *Grabbing his hand, I walk him over to my changing area and quickly pull on my shirt and shorts. I toss the high heels aside and put on my converse shoes* Ready? *Tucking myself into his side, I walk out of the photoshoot grinning like a fool*
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*His eyes lingered appreciatively on her body as she pulled her clothes on, now that he knew what was under them, just made him that damn eager to get her back out of them.* You're trying to give me a damn heart attack, aren't you? Yeah, we're gonna need to move the contends of that drawer over to our place, quickish. I'm gonna need to investigate it thoroughly. *His arm went around her waist as she pressed herself against his side, his thumb hooking into her belt loop* Well, Miss Ryann, seems you've got me right where you want me. What say you, we pick up something to eat, and go hide away for a day or two? I'm sure ain't nobody gonna coming looking just yet.
Illy Ryann |PF|
*Grinning up at him, I hop into his jeep* I think we should either get tacos or pizza. Hmmm...*Tapping my chin, I look at him* Tacos are good now, but we are going to be starving after. Pizza would be better for after but we'll have to have bloated sex though. Oh! Why not get tacos now and pizza later! I also vote we get beer and gummy worms. *Grinning sheepishly at him* I'm usually always hungry. It goes with being a were and what not.
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*Her words caused a full on laugh from him* Woman, I could give a damn what you eat. You can have your gummy worms if I can snag a bag of peanut butter M&Ms, how's that? And we're out of beer. Which I assume is fine and well since I have no idea what the fuck brand you drink. Long as it ain't piss-water Corona's, otherwise you can have yours and I'm still snagging a 6 pack for myself.
Illy Ryann |PF|
*Smiling over at him* I can drink pretty much any kind but if I had to pick, I'd say I'm a Sam Adams fan. How big is your fridge? Because I don't do that whole, warm beer thing. There needs to be space for beer and chip dip. And none of this "low fat" nonsense. If I wanted "low fat" I wouldn't be eating chip dip now would I? *Blushing a little, I take a deep breath to stop my rambling* Sorry about all the talking, it's a flaw I'm working on.
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
What the hell kind of man do you take me for? Beer gets a separate fridge, kept at damn perfect temperature, cause that shit needs to be babied. *He frowned, before shrugging* Ah... while we're at the store we may need to swing by and grab dip. I might have some, but I ain't opened the container in a long time if it's in there, so something might attack if we try to lift the lid. *At her words, he grinned* From where I'm sitting, your "flaws" are just damn fine with me. Besides, means I don't ever have to wonder what you're thinking. Makes it easier on me, cause usually the answer is "fuck if I know".
Illy Ryann |PF|
*Once we stop, I lean over and give Kaden a hot kiss. One with lots of nibbling and tongue. Stopping in the middle, I slip out of the jeep and head in while yelling over my shoulder* We should get cheetos too and other little snacks. You know, food for 'fuel'. *Grabbing a cart, I start tossing stuff in talking away about this and that but mostly about nothing. True to his words, Kaden said a few things here and there when I took a break from talking but mostly let me gab away. When we finally got in line, my jaw dropped at the $417 price tag* Oh my God! I am so sorry. This is why I don't ramble and shop. Horror happens. *Biting my lip, I dig through my wallet* I just paid off one credit card so I can help pay for it, though it only has a $300 limit. I'm sorry, K...*Glancing behind me, I see the people in line looking at us and my cheeks begin to feel warm* I want to fall into the floor right now...
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*He couldn't help the smile as they wandered the aisles, tossing whatever looked decent into the cart. He'd actually gotten used to her voice as a soundtrack to his day damn quickly, and whenever she stopped, he'd glance over to see what had caught her interest. Loaded up on beer and snacks, he began flipping through a hunting magazine at the checkout while everything was totaled. Glancing up at the price when he heard her upset, he frowned* That's a normal shopping trip for me sweets. After all, I need fuel, right? Looking the way you do, I can't see going out shopping for necessities more often than we absolutely have to, cause fuck if I want to see you wearing clothes. *Tugging his wallet from his back pocket, he tossed one of the cards to the clerk* You, little bit, worry far too damn much. You're mine, and I get to make sure you get all the gummy worms and beer you want.
Illy Ryann |PF|
*Grinning shyly up at him, I wrap my arms around his arm and hold on until the cart is loaded up. I let go and help him load all the groceries into the jeep. Most guys I went out with hated when I spent money on food. Being a tiger, I burn through calories at an alarming rate. I once ate a 72 ounce steak in 20 minutes and still wanted pie afterwards. Getting into the jeep, I nibble on my bottom lip as we head home not saying much. I mean what say there to say? I'm not a gold digger, I am not here because of his money. Honestly, I completely forgot he even had lots of money. What if he thinks I can't take care of myself or that I'm a moocher? Sighing, I look out the window in silence until we get to the drive that heads to Kaden's house. I get out and begin grabbing some of the groceries. Racing him to the door, I use my brand new key to unlock it* It works!
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*she was quiet on the drive home, which had him glancing her way more than once. As they pulled into the paved parking spot for the jeep, he shook his head as her squeal reached him. Grabbing a few more bags, he dumped them on the deck* Well I should damn well hope it works, otherwise my suave, charming way of telling you to move in would sort of suck. *Grabbing the rest of the bags from the car, he shut the back before heading for the deck, spotting her already putting things away. He saw a small container of dip sitting to the side of the counter, not opened* I take it that's the hazardous waste? Maybe I'll double bag that shit. Er... on second thought you know, we might wanna toss most of whats in there. I haven't really opened it for anything but beer in a few weeks, with being gone. Then, burgers. So, yeah.
Illy Ryann |PF|
*Smiling over at him, I stick my head in the fridge and see he isn't kidding* Dang, this expired weeks ago. *Picking up the 'lunch meat', I being to toss everything in a garbage bag* How about I take this out and you can put the beer away, okay? *Kissing him on the cheek, I head out to the garbage can. After coming back in and kicking my shoes off, I hop up onto the counter and begin nibbling on chips and dip as I watch him move around the kitchen putting groceries away. He was so sure footed, solid, like he never ever doubted himself. The complete opposite of me. I often found my cars keys in the freezer and melted Popsicles in my bag. It was crazy. Biting my lip a little, I watch the way he moves. He has the sexiest walk I have ever seen. I could have sex with this man every second of every day and it would not be enough. Licking the dip from my fingers, I put the lid on it and giggle a little as he bends down to put away from fruit. Even his butt is perfection and usually the butt isn't something I find attractive on men. I blush a little when I see him looking over at me with his eyebrow raised, still bent over. Damn, busted*
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*He could feel her eyes on him, which had the effect of making things damned uncomfortable as he moved. Hearing her soft laugh, he twisted slightly, raising a brow as her cheeks flushed* Getting a good look there, babes? You realize if we get food into us, the clothes can disappear, which means you'd get a much better view. *Digging out the bag of tacos they picked up, he took a few before sliding the bag to her, closing the fridge door with his hip after grabbing two beers. Depositing one beside her, he leaned against the counter next to her, his booted feet crossed at the ankles. Strange, how this damn routine seemed like they'd done it before. Being with her just seemed... easy.*
Illy Ryann |PF|
*Nibbling on the taco, I keep looking at him looking at me. Every once in a while, I would smile and he would smirk back. After about 3 1/2 tacos, I decide we have ate enough. Tossing the rest of my taco over my shoulder, I slide across the counter and wrap my legs around his waist. Even though he is still chewing, I lean forward and nibble on his jaw and throat* If you weren't so sexy, we could have a normal meal like normal people but no. You have to be sex on a stick.
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*His eyes begin to close as her teeth sink into his neck, forcing him to hurry up and swallow the last bite of food before he choked. Sliding his hands up her thighs, he jerked her closer to him, his hands curling around her upper thighs* Sex on a stick, huh? You're damned distracting yourself, bit. *Pressing his forehead against hers, he shifted, letting her feel the erection that was making his jeans damned uncomfortable* What do you say sweets, we gonna make it upstairs or to the couch, or am I tearing these fucking clothes off right here on the counter?
Illy Ryann |PF|
*Looking up at him, my eyes darken as I hook my finger into the collar of his shirt and rip it down the middle. It falls to the floor in tatters. My clothes soon follow then his pants* I think I like this dining in thing. We so need to do it more often. *Rubbing my naked body against his, I let his cock slide between my folds without going in. Smirking up at him* We gonna make it upstairs or to the couch, or are you fucking me here on the counter?
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*He hissed about a breath as he heat of her seemed to sink right through him. Tightening his grip on her thighs, he tugged her forward just enough for her to be positioned the way he wanted. Without wasting even another second, he growled out a strangled curse as he slid into her tight sheath. Her knees dug into his hips as each thrust had her nearly sliding backwards, making her dig her nails into his shoulders. The stinging just made him that much harder.* I fucking love the way you feel, woman.
Illy Ryann |PF|
*Throwing my head back, I let out a throaty moan* Gods Kaden, you're so big. *Biting my lip as he rolls his hips just the right way, my eyes close as pleasure shoots through me. My nails leave welts down his shoulders and upper arms as I try to get closer, needing more of him. Our mouths meet in a fierce battle for dominance, tongues tangling together. He ultimately wins and I whimper slightly as he nibbles on my bottom lip, sending chills over my body. Every part of me begins to tighten as my orgasm builds. Meeting him stroke for stroke, I throw my head back and come, moaning out his name and screaming for more.
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*His chuckle is strained, hoarse as she throws her head back, her body shuddering. Holding back his own release is damned harder than he thought it would be. Sliding one hand between her thighs, his thumb circles her clit with every hard thrust forward, his breathing becoming more erratic. Lifting his gaze, he eyed her hands as they left his shoulders to curl around the edge of the countertop* Play with your breasts for me little bit. I want to see your hands on yourself, every inch of you shown off just for me. *As she does what he'd demanded, her small hands tugging her nipples, her dazed eyes meeting his, a groan left his lips at the sight. Feeling her body move under his, her clit nearly throbbing with every circle of his thumb.... hell, all of it was eclipsed as she screamed his name, her pussy clenching down, making every movement sheer fucking pleasure. As his cock jerked, his orgasm hitting damn near instantaneously, he curled his hand around her throat, jerking her lips up for a bruising kiss, trapping her hands between them* You have no goddamned idea how crazed you make me, bit.
Illy Ryann |PF|
*A tiny growl leaves my throat as his hips slow to a stop. My heart is beating like crazy as I nibble on his chin then suck hard on his throat, leaving marks. Different emotions swirled through me but it was too soon to say what they are or what they mean. Wrapping myself around him, I hold him close to my body. His breathing on my neck raises chills everywhere. Leaning up to tongue his earlobe* I want more Kaden. *His sharp intake of breath shoots straight between my legs as I smile up at him* Good thing we went shopping today.
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*He hissed at the feel of her wrapped around him. It was like he couldn't fucking get enough, as if every damn touch sent a shock straight through to his cock and jerked him right back to horny as hell. With a smirk, he reached over to pull the nearest cabinet open. Digging through it, he unearthed his prize. Sliding his hand under her ass to brace her against him as he lifted her, letting her wrap one arm around his neck before handing her the small plastic jar of honey* My woman wants more, more she'll get. Suddenly craving sweets, and you know, thinking we haven't christianed the shower yet. *Sinking his teeth into her earlobe, he headed for the stairs. Call him greedy, but he was damn well taking every drop of honey he could get, for as long as he could.*