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Jake Nimoy sat quietly on a park bench. He was looking up at the night sky in the city of Tokyo. He'd traveled to the large megalopolis for a change of pace. He was still getting used to it. As he looked up, he could clearly see the moon, reflecting off of several buildings nearby. He almost imagined that he could see a civilization on it from there.

Then he saw something jump from a rooftop. He watched as it was followed by a figure in...as the figures moved closer, he realized the one giving chase was wearing a sort of sailor outfit. A stylized version of the school uniforms, he figured. But no one could have made a jump like that and lived, let alone still keep chasing.

He sat upright, and continued to follow the figure, that he now realized was a busty brunette of medium height. He was about to say something when the first form leaped over him, firing a shot. He did the only thing he could think of, and rolled forward. The shot barely missed him, and the ravenhaired lass moved to help him to his feet.

When he stood up, and stared at the figure, he cleared his throat, forcing himself to look anywhere but at her impressive assets. "Uh...Hi. Nice weather for a chase." He slapped a hand to his forehead, realizing that wasn't the best of introductions.

Then he continued. "Hi, I'm Jake. And you are?"

OOC: open to one gal to play an older, bustier, sexier version of Sailor Mars
 
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She hit the ground ready to run, keeping up the chase, but endded up almost tripping over the man rolling away from the shot. The creature she had been chasing had turned a corner, getting more distance over her. Rei shot a quick scowl at the young man and hurried to catch up, but found that she had lost her prey. She came back at a more leisurely pace, shaking her head in frustration, coming right up in the face of the man, chest to chest with him, her voice dripping sarcasm.

"Hello Jake...I'm inconvienienced. Thank you for asking."

http://www.avalanche-hq.com/fanart/onoe_mars.jpg
 
Jake raised an eyebrow, staring at the young woman. The way she stood, staring at him and oozing both sex appeal and sarcasm, left a bad taste in his mouth. He sighed, and rolled his eyes, then looked in the direction the creature had gone.

He walked back to where he'd been, and saw that his backpack, and everything in it, had been totalled. He sighed, closing his eyes. "Great. My laptop. My Game Boy. My map. And six hundred dollars in rare movies." He slowly stood up again, and looked up at the sky.
 
The woman sat down on a bench nearby, watching the young man with more than a little disbelief, and rolled her own eyes in response. She brushed at her boots and flipped her hair back, getting her appearence back in order after the chase.

"Oh, well, I'm sorry about your Gameboy and your movies, terribly sorry. Compared to the safety of the city, and possibly the whole world, I can see how important your things are. I appreciate you putting everything in perspective for me the way you have."
 
Jake sighed again. He so didn't need flak from some girl in an overglorified halloween costume. He turned around, and walked over to her. He stood over her as she sat on the bench, then glared at her. "Can't you do so WITHOUT property damage? Besides, what the fuck was that thing anyways? Don't monsters usually try to kill people? That one just looked like it was running scared."

He scoffed at that. "Not that I can really see anything that should scare it other than a girl out of a fetish magazine running around chasing after it."
 
She glared back up at him, simmering at his words. She forced down her anger, trying to sound as calm as possible.

"Yes. Monsters do generally try to kill people. This one, however, was trying to drain the energy from people rather than kill them directly. As for my outfit, if you don't like it, that's your hang up...it's a lot easier to move in than some other clothes would be. AND, if you need to know what was so scary that it sent that monster running..."

She pressed her hands together and focused, creating a small blast of fire aimed at the remains of the backpack. She couldn't help but grin as it burst into flames, no doubt ruining anything that hadn't already been destroyed in the fall.

"Scary enough?"
 
Jake winced, then sighed again. He glared at her. "Great, a fucking pyro. Well, that creature was clearly smarter than most people." He walked over, and examined what little was left of his backpack. The only thing left undamaged was a small set of stones he'd gotten earlier. He pulled them out, and looked at her.

"So you get off on property destruction then?" He looked at her calmly, then walked over to her slowly. He reached down, and poked her chest through the costume. "And what's with the fake...." When his finger sunk into what was clearly actual flesh, he stared, his voice faltering. He didn't finish the question, as he stared at her, confused. Her ample bosom was real, and she was running around as a superheroine instead of making porn.
 
She sat there for a long, quiet moment, looking up at Jake with one eyebrow raised. Eventually she took hold of his wrist and lifted it off her chest, moving it over to put it back at his side.

"So, Jake...did you, uh, find something there that you like? Is that your standard pick-up approach, just stroll up and start copping a feel? Cause let me tell you, it's kind of unpleasent to be on the receiving end."

To ake her point, she shot a hand out and grabbed him by the groin, squeezing a few times. Granted, the breast poking pervert might actually be enjoying the sensation, but with any luck the shock value was strong enough to un-nerve him.
 
Jake blinked, surprised by her movements. Then he glared at her again, and grabbed her hand. He pulled it away from his groin, not liking the way she squeezed. That, and the knowledge that this busty woman was one hundred percent woman, and not 80 percent women and 20 percent plastic, had given him a hardon that he could immediately tell she'd noticed.

He looked away, then sighed. "I was going to say what's up with the fake tits. After a closer examination, however, I can safely say they aren't fake, so that question's out the window." Then he looked at her. "And besides, you looked like you enjoyed copping a feel more than I did."
 
Oh yes, she certainly was aware of his erection when she had grabbed him, and was arrogantly unsurprised by it; she knew the effect she could have on men in or out of her Sailor Scout uniform.

"Sorry to disappoint you...yeah, those are all me. I'm also sorry if it looks like I got more out of the feel than you, but really, from the feel of things, you didn't mind it too terribly."

She grabbed Jake again, less forcefully this time, massaging his hard-on through his pants for the sake of having control over the situation.

"I'm Sailor Mars, by the way, if you'd care to make another joke over that as well...or, by all means, you can stick to the outfit and the tits."
 
Jake was surprised when she put her hand back on his member, and started massaging it. Then he raised an eyebrow at the teasing manner in which she spoke. She'd gotten less sarcastic, though not by much. He shrugged at her mention of joking over her name.

"That's not the worst name I've heard." He realized she was trying to take control, and put both hands on her breasts, starting to massage them as she was massaging his length. "These are definitely impressive. Round, firm, full. Almost makes me wonder what they'd feel like without the costume between them and my hands."

He looked into her eyes the whole time, studying her reactions as he fondled her breasts expertly, going so far as to pinch her nipples occasionally.
 
Her reaction was to swat his hands away from her chest, taking a firmer hold on him, squeezing just a bit harder than necisary. She had also reacted, whether she wanted it or not, by feeling her nipples harden under the pinch and the beginning of wetness between her legs. Her tone came out flat and even, with a toch of edge to it.

"Thank you, I'm glad you're happy with them; I know I for one like how they feel. And they certainly feel amazing without the costume keeping them in. But you're not going to find out for yourself unless I think you should. So...hands off until then. Yes?"
 
Jake raised the other eyebrow, then shrugged. Then he pulled away from her slightly, or tried to. She still had a firm grip on his member, and did he feel a slight tremble to her hands, he asked himself. He looked at her, and smiled. "Yes, Ma'am'selle. Or is it Ma'am?"

He moved around to sit beside her, and leaned back against the bench.
 
Rei let him go, raising an eyebrow at the respectful way he seemed to accept her words without question. She swung a leg up and across him in a fluid motion, a flash of white panties as she did, and positioned herself straddling his lap for no better reason than to tease/torment him.

"Either is just fine, whichever is more comfortable for you. Or Mars, or Rei, if you prefer either of those. I don't know that I'll keep you around long, so for now it doesn't matter what you call me."
 
Jake tilted his head, regarding her as she settled herself in his lap. He looked into her eyes, studying her expression as she spoke. Then he smiled, and put both hands on her hips. He started rubbing and massaging gently, almost toying with her.

"Really now. You don't expect me to last long enough for you to keep around, is that it? I'm starting to think what you really need is for someone to make you moan their name while your body is out of your control." He squeezed her arse gently, and ground against her as he said that.
 
The feeling of both his hands on her ass and his buldge grinding against her were, quite frankly, a great relief for the frustration of losing the creature. She did let out a soft moan, and smirked to him at what he had said.

"My my...pretty cocky words. Be glad you seem to know what to do with your hands, or I might have had to leave before you got a chance to convince me. So why don't you tell me just what it is you think you can do to get me so worked up over you?"
 
Jake raised an eyebrow, and grinned at her soft moan. He continued grinding gently against her, pulling a move straight out of Weird Science. He crossed the fingers on each hand, and then squeezed her arse hard. "Hmmm....I dunno. I'll have to think about it for a moment."
 
Rei sat up on Jake's lap, folding her arms behind her back, pushing her chest out to it's fullest, nipples fully evident. She watched his eyes, waiting to hear what he might come up with, slowly pumping her hips, grinding against him.

"Whenever you're ready, I'll be happy to hear what you think of. Just don't leave me waiting too long."
 
Jake smiled at her words, and then continued his massage and grinding. Then he leaned down, and sucked one of her clearly aroused nipples into his mouth. His mouth sucked hard on the nub through the fabric, as he ground harder against her. His hands slid under the skirt she wore, and started to tease her cheeks in the tight panties she wore.

Finally, he let go of her nipple, and looked up into her eyes. "I think you need a good pussy eating. Too bad we're in public, or I'd throw you to the ground, spread your legs wide, and eat you like an Everlasting Gobstopper."
 
"Gobstopper, huh? Don't think I've ever heard it called that before...but I've heard worse."

She got up from his lap and knelt down on the ground in front of him, a sly half smile playing at her lips.

"Public doesn't bother me too badly, at least not this late when we're less likely to be noticed. But I think I'd prefer being laid down instead of thrown down...and I hope you're at least as good at licking a Gobstopper as my friend Serena. And I warn you, she sets the bar pretty damn high."
 
Jake raised an eyebrow, then grinned. He leaned down, and kissed her gently at first, then more deeply. He gently explored her body, before breaking the kiss and looking into her eyes. "So how do you want me to eat you? Do you want to be laying on your back? On your hands and knees? It doesn't matter to me, as long as I get to make you cum nice and loud."

He grinned, and looked at her, an impish smile on his face. "Unless you'd rather start the show. You are, after all, in the perfect position to enjoy a lollipop yourself."
 
She considered the issue...he did present a few intriguing options...and finally came to her conclusion. Her long, slender legs came up to rest on his shoulders.

"I think that this position, flat on my back, would be the most cum...fortable for me. I also think that since you do seem to be quite a good kisser...yes, I can give you credit for that much...that you should turn that skill away from my mouth, and direct it to my 'lips' instead. I'm sure you can understand my meaning; you're a clever enough boy. But for now, the panties are going to stay on...I like a little teasing to build up the feeling. And if I'm going to allow you to play, you're going to behave and follow your directions."
 
Jake smiled at the way she said it. Then he nodded, and let her move into position. He knelt down between her long, slender legs, and kissed the inside of her thighs, looking at her. Taking directions would be something new for him, but it would prove amusing to oblige her. "Let me know when you're ready for me to begin."
 
OOC: recasting this. RPCG said the role didn't feel quite right anymore
 
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