Danger in the air (Marree, Dylan)

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Danger in the air (Marree, Dylan) Jan 1, 2014 1:55:53 GMT -5

Post by Jack Lexington on Jan 1, 2014 1:55:53 GMT -5

"Apparently, they couldn't handle me very well. Guess they noticed my aim and decided to back off." Ky jokes, which is rewarded with a smile from me.
"I guess I'm the only one dumb enough to stick around." I rub my still sore behind provokatively.
"I'm surprised you're still around." She gives me a strange look and I nod. "Me, too." That's actually absolutely true. I don't stick around girl. Full stop. Not even if I should get intimate with one. The talks and attitude always kill it for me.

A moment passes in silence when only the crackling of the fire and the low howling of the wind around the corners of the old house can be heard.
When asked about Jins Kyanite becomes visibly uncomfortable.
"Just whatever it takes to make me miserable." I hate to see her like that but full understand now. Since witnessing her and him that one night at the gym, I can tell why she gets so darn insecure around him. I hope with all my might that I scared him off her for good. Maybe I should have made sure he couldn't come back but then I'd be with one foot in prison now...who knows maybe I still am. I have no idea whether the guy reported me and simply didn't know my name. Chances are that he didn't since he's not stayed away from crimes either by doing what he did to Kyanite.
"Though, I've not seen or heard from him in quite some time. So, actually, it seems to be getting better now. First time in a while, I've been able to breath." She muses and there is a sense of relief on her side.
"Good." I can't help the satisfaction and determination in my eyes. 'I've done this'. The only thing I hope is he won't come back three times as bad when he's healed up.
"I hope he'll stay away from you."
My eyes lock on hers, my hand directs her gaze towards mine because she's trying not to look me in the eye.
"Listen, Kyanite. If he ever comes back, let me know. I'll deal with him."
That's all. I'm not sure how she'd like the fact that I already did.

It's clear she wants to drop the subject and I'm on board. "I don't want to talk about him. I just want to enjoy being here with you, okay?"
"Yep."
Her hand reaches for my face and she looks at my lips, for sure, but she doesn't kiss me. This little motion set off a longing inside of me that I don't know. It's new to want something so badly. I wish I could just steal that kiss again but it's time for her to make her move. Instead she looks away and pulls up her knees just to tug on my arm and play with my hand a little.
Her head rests on my shoulder. It can't be comfortable but the gesture makes me feel comfortable.
"I like the feel of this."
With my hand I capture hers and interlace fingers.

For a while we just sit and I'm starting to wonder about the upcoming games. With my eyes fixed on our hands I ask. "What are we going to do if we get matched up for the pregames? I'm not sure that I could fight you like I'd fight any other career out there. I don't want to hurt you anymore. Not after what happened."
I think about that for a moment, then add. "But you know I couldn't let you win either." Whcih ultimately would mean hurting her.

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Danger in the air (Marree, Dylan) Jan 1, 2014 21:23:10 GMT -5

Post by * on Jan 1, 2014 21:23:10 GMT -5

I have to be able to avoid the question about Jins because there's no real way to involve Matthew in it. I'm not ready to let him so far into my life yet, even though, I've allowed him just tidbits, that's enough, right? I half expect for him to ask further about it or to push the subject, but like before, he doesn't. Instead, he lets the subject drop after giving the good news of how he's just disappeared from my life all of a sudden. Shouldn't I be worried? Something so unusual to happen? Maybe... Jins finally gave up? Perhaps, he finally matured and decided to leave me alone. One can wish?

I can't help but look at him when he suddenly comes out with a statement that he hopes that Jins will stay away. For once, I hope he's right. I hope that Jins is long gone from my life, but wouldn't that be wishing for something that can never come true? Wealth? A perfect life? Even in district two, there's not promises about ones life. Though, he gives me this serious tone now when he tells me that if Jins comes back into my life, that he would deal with him. Is it really that easy? Could that even happen when Jins usually finds the time to disrupt my life either in the happiest moment of my day or when I'm alone. There's no way to tell when he'll appear and let his anger be released. I hope you can be there when it does, Matthew. I really do.

"You don't have to, Matthew. It's my problem to deal with." I shrug and allow myself to draw lines along his fingers and his hands before he interlaces his fingers within my own. This feeling that he's giving me is making me want to be closer to him, physically. Unlike earlier, I felt it wasn't really wanted, but now? As he takes the initiative to actually take my hand and let our fingers be together. What is he saying? I give off this exhausted type of sigh, a very light one as I let myself enjoy this feeling of being with a guy like never before. This close to him, allowing me to lay my head against his arm. It feels similar to that night after we got taken care of at that doctor he took us to. When we cuddled up to each other in the bed and fell asleep that way. This feels like that. A deep penetrating warmth that spreads across my body.

"What are we going to do if we get matched up for the pregames?" I shrug my shoulders and lean up from him. My eyes searching his from inches away when I look up to him and see his gaze down at our hands. I look where he is and see the way our hands look like a matched pair. I move my thumb across his skin as he talks then he adds on to his question. "But you know I couldn't let you win either."

I grin. Of all the times to grin, I know what that will mean. Another game of moving targets. Another game where both of us will ultimately end up being hurt by each other only this time, we are a little too close to actually deal with what may happen. I pull my fingers out of his grasp and turn around to him, sitting on my knees in the chair and bring my hands to his shoulders. My face just a foot away from his.

"You better not let me win, and I expect you to fight you're hardest. We've not trained for nothing. I expect you to bring it. Out there... I don't want to have to worry about you going 'soft'." I play with my terminology expecting him to react. I want him to react. I want to see that fire spark in his eyes. I want to see what I saw in him that day we took to the woods. "You will fight won't you?"

I raise an eyebrow to him and press hard against each of his shoulders and I lean in to let my lips brush up against him in a teasing manner. "I better get some competition out there if we are matched. I won't let you win and I won't lose." I let my lips press up against his for only a second, letting my teeth bite gently on his bottom lip as I pull back. "So, what are you going to do? You gunna just lay down? Or will you show me up? Because I'm already winning right now." I grin devilishly as I pull my hair to one side of my neck.

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Danger in the air (Marree, Dylan) Jan 1, 2014 22:02:43 GMT -5

Post by Jack Lexington on Jan 1, 2014 22:02:43 GMT -5

Our moment of being close, holding hands, sharing secrets is over when Kyanite gets a devilish grin on her face. She lets go of my hands and looks me in the eye. I can feel her palm press against my shoulder.
What is she up to now? Apparently the mention of the pregames has sparked her 'lust'.
I can feel her sweet breath on my skin when she tells me "You better not let me win, and I expect you to fight you're hardest. We've not trained for nothing. I expect you to bring it. Out there... I don't want to have to worry about you going 'soft'."
That's when the same sort of devilish smile spread on my lips as I cock my head to the side. "I don't go soft."

Her being physically so close using those words in such an enticing way...I know she's talking about fighting but it sounds like she's talking about a whole different way of physical closeness.
I push my hips slightly forward until we barely touch and smirk. "Don't yu worry. I won't go easy on you." My words are also filled with innuendo.

That's when she pushes against my shoulders and brushes her soft lips against mine. The touch is electrifying. It sure gets me going. Suddenly I want much more than to hold her hand.
"I better get some competition out there if we are matched. I won't let you win and I won't lose." She says.
"We'll see about that." My hand reaches around her waist and rests on her back but quickly slides lower when she also kicks up the teasing a notch by biting my lip.

"So, what are you going to do? You gunna just lay down? Or will you show me up? Because I'm already winning right now."
"I just might lay down." My hand reaches for her brown cascading locks and pull her closer to press a rough kiss on her lips.
Next thing I pull her whole body closer to mine and lean back until she' practically on top of me.
"Screw giving each other time." I whisper into her hair and squeeze her butt with my left hand.
Ky and me sure are an explosive mix. It's truly unpredictbale what will happen in the arena.
I tug on her shirt to slide it over her shoulder and kiss her healing wound.
"Maybe we can do without hurting each other first?" I suggest.

In the old homestead we're protected from the stares of others, wild wolfes and even Jins. Even though it's old and run down it's perfect. the perfect hiding spot for friends, psarring partners, lovers, whatever we are.

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Danger in the air (Marree, Dylan) Jan 2, 2014 6:56:24 GMT -5

Post by * on Jan 2, 2014 6:56:24 GMT -5

"I don't go soft."

I playfully grin at him when I think he understood my double meaning and as I press my hands against his shoulders, we seem to start this battle between us. My words versus his. My movements against his. To see what will come from this is what I want to know. I want to see him react and boy is he ever. I move my leg over his, sitting on his lap as I take in this newfound approach to mess with him. To tease him. Especially when he moves his hips to gain closeness to me. This battle just began to become a heated thing. I lean in for the teasing kiss, biting on his lower lip and he assures me that he won't go easy on me. I grin into that comment.

"I was hoping you'd say that." I tell him, then he mentions that he just may lay down. Another double meaning as he reaches for my hair and the touch of his hands in my hair sends a cold chill down my back as he pulls me in for a rough kiss. I fight back though. Fast motions with my lips, hips and my hands on the back of his neck. I barely notice how he leans backwards, allowing me to become the one that has pinned him down on the chair. His hot whispered breath graces my ears, making me shutter. "Screw giving each other time."

I nod my head and I feel as our previous soft emotional moments are long gone just because he mentioned the pregames. What begins happening reminds me of the cabin experience, but this is so much more different. So much more involved now. With my shoulder exposed, he lets his lips touch that sensitive spot. The wound there is still healing, but having his lips so close to my neck sends all these shockwaves through my nervous system.

I nod into his next statement. Giving him the answer he needed. "Hmmm... that would work out for both of us. I'm sure of it." I let my whispered voice come out as I go to deepen yet another kiss with him, letting my fingers explore the naked skin on his neck and I sit up from him and go to pull on his shirt as well, removing it for me to be able to touch his chest with my finger tips. I stare down at him with this pleasing look on my face. Time to tease him even more. I let my fingers glide down his chest ending not far from where I sit and suddenly move to get up, leaving the spot where we were being close. I walk slowly away from the chairs, and pass up the barrel of fire that kisses my skin as I walk by it. I glance backward to Matthew for one split second, give him a subtle wink and end up by the punching bag. I let my back touch the rough fabric and let my hands gain the stability as I lean with the hanging bag. It moves slightly with my weight.

"Well... you going to show me what you got, because I'm not going down without a fight. " I wait for him once again to react, but I can see this look in his eye that what is about to happen is going to set whatever relationship we have, into motion. How far we have come from the first time we met.

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Danger in the air (Marree, Dylan) Jan 2, 2014 12:57:26 GMT -5

Post by Jack Lexington on Jan 2, 2014 12:57:26 GMT -5

Kyanite agrees with me when I suggest forgetting about 'giving each other time'. We both know what we want at this moment and it's here and now.
Her lips on mione feel like they are trying to gobble me up, swet one moment, taking advantage of me at the next. She's like an unleashes biest and I can't say I don't like it.
Her cold fingers touch my neck sending chills down my spine but what almost makes me groan out loud is when she pulls off my shirt and starts running them over my bare chest. Her touch feels cold but gets me so hot at the smae time. It's unlike any other situation I've ever been in. Kyanite sure knows how to push my buttons. Other girls did ,too, but she's the only one where my guard stays down. With all the other girls I could never let myself fall so free ly.
When her hand reaches the spot she just warmed by sitting on my I hold it there for a moment with my own hoping she'll esplore what lies under the seam of my panst. She gets up though leaving me cold and wanting.
'Just another tease.' I think to myself when I catch her wink while she's walking towards my heavy bag and leans her back against the rough leather.

"Well... you going to show me what you got, because I'm not going down without a fight. " She says in a seductive voice that tells me that she wants much more than a fight. I push myslef off the chair and walk towards her with measured steps. If she wants to tease she can have the same thing back. For a moment I stand at the barrell warming my hands because it sure is cold in the old house without a shirt on.
A plan is forming in my head when I walk on over to Kyanite leaning on the bag with my gaze lowered and only my eyes fixed on her.
"I'll show you what I got." I state in a low voice and undo the top button of my panst. Whatever impression she got...as soon as I'm close to her I haul off and hammer my fist in the bag beside her head, just to place my left foot behind her and use my left arm to reach for her shoulder and trip her until she's on the floor. A second later I hover over her and press my lips onto hers just to part a second later because I know she'll have an answer to that.

OOC: Geeh, I wish I was that sexy hahaha

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Danger in the air (Marree, Dylan) Jan 3, 2014 11:56:07 GMT -5

Post by * on Jan 3, 2014 11:56:07 GMT -5

My weight pushes agaisnt the bag behind me, the rought leather pushing against my back is hard, weathererd, but I don't dare move from it now. Waiting to see Matthew's reaction is what I'm waiting on. When I see that spark in his eye from where he sits, I give him this grin. A michievious grin of want and need; of curiosity. Then, he moves from the chair and begins to walk near me. I can feel my heart thumping wildly against my chest. I hear the blood rushing to my ears in anticipation for when he gets near me, but he stops. The flames in the barrel seem to call to him before I do and It leaves me feeling this coldness over me without my shirt that he had taken. The bags leather warming up to my skin which was at first cold. I open my mouth to say something when he sudden turns back to me after warming his hands up.

A moment later, he turns toward me and that gaze he lets fall upon me is electrifying. I feel him peering right into my soul as he states, "I'll show you what I got," and he starts to unbutton the circular form on his pants. I watch intently, waiting but as he gets close to me, I instantly yelp and recoil the moment I see his fist coming straight for me. The sound of his fist against the bag has frightened me and in one smooth, liquid motion, he has somehow gotten me to the floor. I open my eyes to see him hovering over me and then he leans down to kiss me on the lips.

"Jerk!" I growl out while a smile is present on my lips. My hands go instantly to his chest, my fingers pushing against each side near his shoulders. My eyes dart between his, then to his lips and back to his eyes again. I shake my head. "I figured... you'd show me something different than that."

I halt in my words and use my hands to push my upper half off the ground to meet with him again, and let my lips linger on his. "Tell me, Matthew. You seem to have gotten me down the first time... but can you keep me down the second time?" I play with the words, then let my lips crash into his for a quick moment before I roll to the side, knocking his arm away and I escape his grasp. Sitting in a crouching position, I dust my backside off and then begin to stand again. I hug the swinging bag in front of me with my hands and look to Matthew once again. "Two out of three? That was a cheap shot!" I'm all but ready to move again, if he should try the same maneuver again with the punhing bag. I stare at him, give him another wink and let my fingers trail down the punching bag. "Come and get me, if you can..."