The Outlook

[Britwitch]

"Tell me, are you as good with your lips as they say? Your moments with my Aus there had me breathless."

I move to sit near her on the couch, not too close, but close enough. Blushing a little at her words.

It's a pleasure to be met.
I'll stick with Angel, for now at least...until I know you otherwise...and please, call me Brit or witch...or whatever takes your fancy...
I, er, I didn't realise my lips were discussed but I think I'm fairly confident in their capabilities...

Leaning a little closer, hooking long, dark hair behind an ear

You are of course more than welcome to sample for yourself...

 

[Drunken_Angel]

Leaning a little closer, hooking long, dark hair behind an ear

You are of course more than welcome to sample for yourself...

Fey eyes flick to and fro, moving from one point on your features to the next and taking you in like a tailor taking measurements. Slowly she rises, never breaking the gaze.. intent unwavering.

It is not those lips that first touch however... it is her cheek.. soft.. stroking.. silk over skin.. warmth against warmth.

 

[Britwitch]

Watching her move closer, wetting lips, taking a slightly deeper breath.

A soft sound at the contact. Smooth, impossibly soft, like silk, her touch is almost too light to be real.

Were it not for the tingling it has elicited deep inside, I'd be inclined to believe I was imagining it...

 

[Drunken_Angel]

Pulling back only slightly, fae turns to feral, lips touch, breath growls. A tiny jade tongue slides out and traces a line around your cupid's bow.

"Is this alright?" her words more thought than spoken, asked through a glance.

 

[Britwitch]

A shiver, more sighing, her kiss is...different, somehow...in a way I can't yet explain...
Wanting to kiss her back but unsure, hand half rising to reach out and touch but hovering in the air between us.

Very...very alright...thank you...and for you...?

Comes my less than eloquent, slightly breathy, response. Eyes still closed, chin slightly upturned, mouth and lips being offered for more...

 

[Drunken_Angel]

A shiver, more sighing, her kiss is...different, somehow...in a way I can't yet explain...
Wanting to kiss her back but unsure, hand half rising to reach out and touch but hovering in the air between us.

Very...very alright...thank you...and for you...?

Comes my less than eloquent, slightly breathy, response. Eyes still closed, chin slightly upturned, mouth and lips being offered for more...

"Just feel," she whispers in response before moving forward to straddle your lap. Lips touch again, still feather light, a tease.. a pause..

Teeth grab your lower lip and pull. Another tease, begging your mouth to open.

 

[Britwitch]

As she lowers onto my lap, as her mouth reconnects with mine, it begins to make sense...

My hands rise to rest on her slender waist, my lips part willingly with a soft whimper at her bite. The tip of my own tongue creeping out to taste, to stoke...to tease...

 

[Drunken_Angel]

As she lowers onto my lap, as her mouth reconnects with mine, it begins to make sense...

My hands rise to rest on her slender waist, my lips part willingly with a soft whimper at her bite. The tip of my own tongue creeping out to taste, to stoke...to tease...

Glorious laughter at the response, her whole body shook with delight. Lips pressed now, no longer the gentleness of feigned restraint. Lips sealed, two tongues met and twined.. first tips, then sides - now properly introduced.

 

[Britwitch]

Hands glide higher, one slipping around to stroke her back, the other to tangle and comb through her hair.
Sighs and other appreciative sounds muffled by lips so fervently pressed together.
Hips roll beneath, ever so slightly...

 

[Drunken_Angel]

Two hands reach behind you, two thighs rest upon your lap.. meet your subtly rolling hips. fingers twined through hair pull you hard against her lips, intensifying.. expressing her hunger and her desire.

 

[Britwitch]

A yelp quickly melts into a wanton groan at the pulling of my hair.
Lips, tongue, trying to keep up, trying to return all that is bestowed upon them.
My own hands tangling tighter into her hair, hips rising up off the couch again and again. Short, rapid breaths, snatched between kisses.

 

[Drunken_Angel]

A smile accompanies my withdraw, lips separating reluctantly.

"you are fucking beautiful, you know that?"

I know my words are so very unfey-like.. but I don't care. They answer a deep need in me, a need to tell as well as show this person exactly how they appear in my eyes.

"and its nice to meet you..... properly"

 

[Britwitch]

"you are fucking beautiful, you know that?"

An unstoppable blush and shy smile curves my tingling lips, lips that are pinker now from our kisses

"and its nice to meet you..... properly"

I have to say I am ever so glad I decided to say hello...

I admit candidly, eyes sparkling as they meet hers through long, dark lashes.

And you're very kind to say so...very kind...you're extremely captivating yourself...I can imagine it's damn near impossible for people to take eyes off of you once they look...

 

[Drunken_Angel]

"you are fucking beautiful, you know that?"

An unstoppable blush and shy smile curves my tingling lips, lips that are pinker now from our kisses

"and its nice to meet you..... properly"

I have to say I am ever so glad I decided to say hello...

I admit candidly, eyes sparkling as they meet hers through long, dark lashes.

And you're very kind to say so...very kind...you're extremely captivating yourself...I can imagine it's damn near impossible for people to take eyes off of you once they look...

A gentle laugh and it is my turn to blush. I idly nudge a strand of her hair out of her face, just gazing and taking in the sight of her.

"I should be going soon... but not for a few minutes. Can we just sit here like this?"

 

[Britwitch]

"I should be going soon... but not for a few minutes. Can we just sit here like this?"

My arms slide back down, to curl around her waist and just hold her close.

Sitting here like this sounds divine...I too can hear the RW calling and will not be able to linger for too much longer...but what time I have...is yours...

 

[Drunken_Angel]

"I could get used to that...."

Arms drop from hair to your lap as I turn and lay against you.. moving into a much more fey-like snuggle, breathing softly.

"I hope we can do this again... get to know each other.. our likes.. our dislikes.. but even if not.. this has probably been one of the nicest introductions I ever had."

 

[Britwitch]

"I could get used to that...."

Stroking her hair and back, head resting on hers. The sounds of the waves down below, the fresh salty air, all fading somehow.

"I hope we can do this again... get to know each other.. our likes.. our dislikes.. but even if not.. this has probably been one of the nicest introductions I ever had."

As do I...and I will make sure we do this again. I would love to get to know you a little better. And this introduction has been extremely enjoyable.

A kiss to the top of her head.

Extremely...

 

[Drunken_Angel]

The kiss turns my smile on like a light and my eyes close against you as I once again rejoin the land of dream.. my home.

"Goodnight, Witch" I whisper. "Goodnight"

 

[Britwitch]

A tighter hug and a whispered wish for sweet dreams before I too depart. Carefully leaving the sleeping fey on the couch I slip back down the steps to the beach, leaving nothing but footprints in the sand...

 

[PenIsMightier1]

Breathes in the scent of the salty air, looking out over the morning sea.

Good morning all.

 

[fr33ks33k]

*Ambles in from one of the adjoining rooms, wearing a borrowed robe in a deep navy and carrying a tall glass of orange juice, still rubbing the sleep from his eyes*

Good morning Pen. Lovely place to watch the sunrise, isn't it?

*moves to the railing of the balcony to join her*

 

[Ausus_girl13]

Saunters down the stairs, lithely, taking in the gorgeous morning, seeing that the Fr33k has taken up residence, makes me smile. He can stay as long as he wishes.

Tea. I must have Tea. Quickly preparing myself a mug of steaming Earl Grey, I breathe it and the ocean in.

Morning, All!

 

[fr33ks33k]

*turning at the familiar voice, a smile on his lips*

Hello there. The housekeeper said I was in no condition to leave, so she set me up in a room. I swear I'm not that much of a lightweight when it comes to drinking, but I wasn't really going to argue free room and board. Unless there's a price to be had, after all...which I'm sure I won't be opposed to either.

*chuckles and leans back against the railing, half-empty glass in his left hand*

 

[Ausus_girl13]

Stay as long as you'd like. Set up a suite of rooms, if you want. I know what it's like to want your own place here.

A smile
And really? How much wine did you have?

 

[fr33ks33k]

*downs the rest of his orange juice before responding*

I only had the one glass of wine, and after that I had what I thought was two Bailey's and Kahluas....but being distracted by the goings-on, I could have had more. Who knows?

Heh, a suite of rooms seems a bit much for me. I think I'll stick to having a room I can crash in. I'm too much of a drifter and voyeur to plant any roots....

*clears throat and sets down empty glass on a nearby table*

So, about threads...I read through the firefighter one you and FD started...I don't know where it was supposed to be going, but it did seem interesting...