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Posted by amaranta on Mar 17, 2009 22:53:21 GMT -6
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Jaxon laughed, leaning closer to whisper, “You are welcome to try, but I doubt you will get anything that I am unwilling to give…” The unspoken implication of her tone hinted that she would be hard to take advantage of and that there was quite a bit she would be willing to give, provided she got to take too.
Watching the little beast, Jaxon’s posture changed slightly, her eyes on the creature but her focus on Venus while her thoughts seemed to spill into words. “Thank you. They haven’t done anything to me, but sometimes it seems like they are going to…” Her hand touched then rested on his wrist, the gesture meant in appreciation, but as she spoke her fingers moved of their own accord, gently stroking. It was as if it soothed her to be touching another person, especially someone who understood.
“The others… There are so many of them. Big, little, scary, creepy, dangerous.” Jaxon shook her head. “They are hard to describe. I think of one thing and something else appears, conforming only to slight rules, looking like Tim Burton scrambled a bunch of animals together.”
When he made a pained noise, Jaxon winced, giving him an apologetic look, and was about to try to shoo the little beast away when his tail started fighting back. Watching in surprise for a moment, she laughed when the little thing let go of his tail to make an angry noise, its little hands and feet gripping the tail and trying to escape. It was the first time she had seen one of them bested, and she found it slightly humorous.
Jaxon put her attention back on Venus, moving slightly closer, while the little critter scrambled with his tail. “They come at night when I have nightmares, they come when I am afraid… The first time… It was only a few months ago that these things started showing up.” She paused, unsure what parts of the story to tell him and what to skip. “I was mugged and this thing that looked like Cujo with extreme dental work appeared, and scared off the guy…”
The little demon had wiggled enough that it was hanging upside-down, its tail held by Venus’s, and Jaxon had to smirk at its angry expression, though it didn’t look pained. “Sometimes I seem to direct them with my emotions, they attack when I am afraid, but at the same time they don’t obey me or know what to attack. When I am afraid of them they attack each other.” Just thinking about it brought back the memories and her heart began to race.
Jaxon’s eyes went back to the creature and, as if it felt her gaze and her fear, it stopped making outraged noises and turned its head to stare back at her. In what almost looked like a smile it bared its teeth, then with a grunt, it tried to leap at her with its little arms outstretched. With a gasp she lurched back and away from it, shoving with her feet underneath her until she was standing on the couch, wobbling in her heels while the back of her knees leaned against the couch cushions. It made chittering noises of disappointment that it missed and redirected its attention to escape, swinging like a pendulum from its tail. Jaxon resisted the urge to shout at the creature but couldn't help the sour face she gave it.
“You are welcome to try, but I doubt you will get anything that I am unwilling to give…”
“I warn you all these welcomes aren’t discouraging me. I wouldn’t take something that wasn’t mine, Not from a woman or in those terms anyhow.”
“Thank you. They haven’t done anything to me, but sometimes it seems like they are going to…”
“it is my pleasure dear, I assure you.”
“The others… There are so many of them. Big, little, scary, creepy, dangerous.” “They are hard to describe. I think of one thing and something else appears, conforming only to slight rules, looking like Tim Burton scrambled a bunch of animals together.”
He nodded, listening as she continued, he sensed that she needed to lt some of this out.
“They come at night when I have nightmares, they come when I am afraid… The first time… It was only a few months ago that these things started showing up” “I was mugged and this thing that looked like Cujo with extreme dental work appeared, and scared off the guy…”
“hmmm, with mutations you never can say things in absolute terms, But it definitely doesn’t seem like they want to harm you, The canine protected you and this guy doesn’t have too malicious of intents and that is with me.”
. “Sometimes I seem to direct them with my emotions, they attack when I am afraid, but at the same time they don’t obey me or know what to attack. When I am afraid of them they attack each other.”
Venus began to shush them both with a soothing tone that some might use for babies. “shhh shhhh shhhh, You need to train your emotion as well then. But first you need to face your fear.” He lifted his tail and wrapped it to get a better hold on it. She was to busy being afraid to note that it wanted to comfort her and maybe even be comforted. This one was cute, He didn’t understand her reaction.
“I promise you I can keep this one in check with out a doubt. Though if you stay calm I don’t think I will need to. You should pet em , I think that it wanted to comfort you.” He said this in a tone of awe. So some of them were scary, she had Mr. Burtons terrible and fantastic zoo at her disposal and here she was acting like a nineteen twenties house wife getting harassed by a mouse. His other hand reached up to steady her.
He then turned to the little one and put out a finger if its tiny hands wanted some help up. “you ok, you can do this, he is a little cute playful thing.
Venus had a good point, and she did want his opinion, but it was still hard for Jaxon to accept these things as protectors rather than things sent to torment her. Despite the lack of violence in the furry bit dangling from his tail and the seeming protection of the beasts previous, she had a feeling, though she knew her feelings weren’t exactly reliable.
Despite his reassuring words and presence, Jaxon still wasn’t quite happy with the idea of making friends with a thing that seemed like it wanted to chew on her. Shaking her head, Jaxon didn’t think the thing wanted to comfort her. “I really don’t think that is a good idea…” Venus lifted the little creature closer to her and she cringed, leaning into the hand that was helping steady her.
At the comment about it being cute, Jaxon sank warily back to the couch, still trying to keep some distance between herself and the creature. “Cute?...” Evaluating it, trying to be objective, was hard. “Maybe without the red eyes,” she paused staring at it, “and the teeth…. Then it might be cute.” She wasn’t convinced, but she was willing to entertain the possibility. It reached out trying to grab the finger Venus offered it, wriggling and squirming in the grip of his tail, trying to escape.
However, she still wasn’t quite ready to touch it, at least not if it was free. “Do I have to touch it?” The question was rhetorical and asked in a slightly shaky voice, hinting at resigned agreement with having to pet the thing, and Jaxon felt the need to add, “Will you hold it if I do?”
“this is the best Idea to get some progress, sweetie.”
“Cute?...” “Maybe without the red eyes,” “and the teeth…. Then it might be cute.”
He laughed, she hadn’t been paying attention to the eyes that had been traveling her form.“You can be adorable with Crimson eyes and predatory teeth.” He widened his eyes to remind her of his own eye color and then flashed his sharp toothed devilish smile. He steadied her as she came down from the edge.
“Do I have to touch it?”
He opened his mouth to say something very different but appreciate the signifgance of the moment and refrained.“Yes you do.”
“Will you hold it if I do?”
“Absolutely.” He looked at the little guy that didn’t seem to resist this little demon helping demon scenario. He reached under to hold him up under his little arms, if it didn’t behave it would find its self punished but not need to make that apparent to either of the other two perticipants.
Venus hummed a lullaby that he pulled from who knows where, but it worked to calm. And he hoped to ease both the beast and the beauty.
Staring at the creature, wondering what Venus would consider an appropriate touch, Jax thought about it. Venus was cute, but that was really more his personality than how he looked, but he did have a good point. Again. Jaxon looked at her hand then back at the little demon.
The endearment made Jax huff, a soft breath escaping, as if it sealed the deal. After a moment of hesitation, she lifted a shaking hand towards the little thing still squirming in Venus’s grasp. First two fingers came in contact with the fur, staying away from its head, making the creature stop moving slowly and look at her which made her pull away slightly.
Jaxon would have sworn there was something in those eyes, but it didn’t do anything outright, so she forced her hand closer again. Once all five fingers touched the thing, Jax ignored the strange way the fur felt, she held it there for a moment. Holding her breath for that moment was instinct, and when the creature started to move again, it’s mouth opening but not making any sound, she jerked away, exhaling quickly.
Looking at Venus, Jax’s eyes seemed to ask if that was good enough, her expression slightly strained and her face flushed. Trying to make a joke and change the subject at the same time, she laughed slightly, “Are you sure I can’t practice on you instead?” She grinned, but couldn’t stop the nervous look she shot at the creature, which was investigating Venus’s hands.
He nodded encouragingly as she moved her nervous hand onward. As she got within its reach however his eyes fell solely on the little beastie. As he got ready to make sure it didn’t harm her and he built a trust with this girl to get her to trust herself.
“Are you sure I can’t practice on you instead?”
“Sure you can.” He smiled at Jaxon, “Do you mind if I go ahead and put her down? Then you can practice all you like.” His hands didn’t like being full at the moment, that meant they couldn’t be doing more useful things, Like seducing her. Then again there were several routes to seduction and helping someone break a fear was definitely one of them. A strong pillar of courage and support… Yup, he was on his way, it would only need to take root and grow and she was a matter of time, or so he decided.
He began to lower the Hybrid down to the ground. Keeping an eye on Jaxon to make sure it was alright.
Posted by amaranta on Mar 22, 2009 20:00:55 GMT -6
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As Venus set the creature down, Jax nodded, relief settling on her face the further away the little demon got. “Thank you…” The furry beast gleefully escaped his hands when it was a few inches off the ground, scampering around the side of the couch to investigate something it found of interest. Letting out a sigh, relaxing against the couch again now that it was away from her.
She knew she had to get over it, but the fear was strong, constantly reminding her of how small she was, how weak and incapable of control, and how easily broken she could be by these things she created. Jaxon didn’t want to be afraid, and Venus had pointed out that she might not need to be, but it would take a while for her to remove the terror. It was almost like her fear of the dark and it wouldn’t surprise her if the two fears were linked somehow.
Now that her heart wasn’t pounding and she didn’t feel like every muscle was a violin string, strung tight and vibrating, Jax could blush at what she had said. As much as Venus seemed not to mind, Jaxon wasn’t used to saying things like that to people she had just met. Though she had meant it, she usually was a bit more witty, but the overwhelming feeling of having the creature so close had made her blurt it out in an effort to end the exercise anyway possible.
Regaining her composure after a few moments she turned a smile on him, her voice low when she spoke. “So, where do you think I should start?”
(let me know if I go to far or move ya around too much , I am always good for a modify if I do anything you don't like)
The little beast and any thoughts of lessons dissolved into lust, there was something unfathomably attractive about real blush on a woman's cheeks that made him go wild. He was usually assertive about what he wanted and bold enough to know that if most women were game for anything at all they didn't mind the boldness in the least but he usually balanced it with his typically polished charm and banter. However right now he wanted to try to skip a few of the little steps forward and take a bound forward toward what he wanted. Her.
Venus looked Jaxon directly in the eyes and let a bit of intensity in his eyes grow, he reached up and undid the bow tie that he worked at several times before it was perfect and pulled it loose, he then undid the top three buttons of his shirt and then pulled it to the side, He then gently but without hesitation lifted her and set her on his lap. He smiled at her and pointed at his collar bone “You should start here, preferably with your lips" his hands slide down to her sides and rested light as a feather upon her hips.
Posted by amaranta on Mar 22, 2009 21:24:32 GMT -6
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Jaxon’s brows rose slowly as he undid his bow-tie and the top few buttons of his shirt, a small smile forming on her mouth as it dropped open slightly. Clearing her throat, trying to stop the flush that was slowly intensifying, she was about to speak when he moved her. With a soft sound of surprise when he lifted her, she laughed when he set her down in his lap.
Giving up on stopping the heat that was washing over her, she didn’t object at her new position, her heart pounding for a completely different reason now. She grinned, shifting slightly as she placed her fingers on the spot he had indicated. “Oh really? Right here?” The texture of his skin was a surprise, the color would have made her think it was rougher, but it felt soft and smooth like most people’s skin on that spot.
After rubbing her fingers gently over the bone, she slid them around the color of his shirt to the back of his neck, to continue the same motion of her fingers there, her nails tracing the skin occasionally. Leaning closer, until her mouth was next to his ear, and he would feel the breath of her words as she spoke, she whispered, “My lips, hmm…?”
Jax dropped her chin, the hand that wasn’t at his neck coming to rest on his side, the ribs and muscle under her hand expanding as he breathed, and her mouth moved closer to his neck until her next words made her lips brush his pulse. “I think that can be arranged.” With a soft exhale, her lips dragged down barely touching his skin as she skimmed from under his jaw and down his neck to the spot where his neck joined his chest.
Planting a kiss on the skin, chaste compared to their position, Jaxon pulled away enough to grin impishly at him. “Like that?”
“Yes.” He answered anticipating the young woman’s attention.
~~“My lips, hmm…?”
“…” he only breathed out his agreement as he concentrated on what she was doing more so then what she was saying.
~~“I think that can be arranged.”
An mmmmm of a approval followed her lips as they trailed down his flesh.
~~ “Like that?” He shook his head slightly as his expression mirrored her former mischief obvious that he approved of everything she did yet disagreeing for the opportunity to “show” her what he wanted..
“ I was thinking something more like this.”
Venus lowered his lips to her collar bone leaning her back slightly so he would have a better space to work; he was particularly pleased how well the cut of her dress worked for this. His teeth ever so lightly skimmed her flesh over her own highly defined collar bone and then he began to firmly press his lips onto her flesh again and again until he ended in another bite that tasted and teased the skin of her shoulder. He tilted his head and released a wistful breath on her neck. His fingers at her hips began to slowly walk in place slowly pulling the long curtain of her dress upward. If he had his way it wouldn’t be between them much longer. He however again was moving at a faster pace then he typically would.
Posted by amaranta on Mar 22, 2009 22:56:23 GMT -6
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He seemed to enjoy her ministrations, and Jax smiled. She would have continued but he apparently decided it was his turn. She hummed lightly, teasingly, as Jax heard his ‘ideas’ and proceeded to show her what he meant.
When Venus switched their roles, making himself the aggressor, Jax tilted her head to the side, enjoying the sensation on her neck. Her skin prickled and she shivered slightly, tingles running under her flesh, and she made a noise of approval.
When she felt the wisp of fabric around her thighs however, realizing what he was doing with her dress while she was distracted, Jax slipped a hand into his hair, gripping it firmly but pulling gently. Meeting his eyes she gave him a look that said she knew he was stronger, but that she still expected him to respond to her touch.
With a smirk to lessen the impact of the silent message, she gave him a push to get him back to where he had been. “I thought this was my practice session?” She arched an eyebrow questioningly, then slowly began arranging herself on top of him again.
Jaxon’s head dropped to jaw line, her mouth sipping at the spot near his ear, nipping lightly while her hands rested on his shoulders. Dropping about an inch she found the band of muscle and tendon that formed just below his ear, and opened her mouth, pressing the flat of her tongue to his pulse for a lingering moment. Then, with a private smile, she opened her mouth and wrapped her teeth around the flesh, with just enough pressure to sting slightly.
Caught up as she was, Jaxon didn’t notice that the little demon she had created was now by the door, investigating the gap underneath.
He was pleased that the bold carried over into her movements. His head and neck turned at the simple pull, it wasn’t something he would have had to respond to but did so quite willingly. He assented wordlessly. His fingers stopped the progress that they had made to her first line of defense not that the dress was in the way with their current position except as an obstacle to his eyes. But they didn’t let their progress be foiled either. And they let the soft fabric pool toward her knees.
~~“I thought this was my practice session?”
“Ah, so it is.” Having established his intentions and that he was capable of taking the need if she felt it necessary he left the practicing up to her he leaned back and enjoyed being the subject of her exploration, she would note particular raise in volume of any response that she got out of him particularly when causing pain.
His fingers massaged and caressed her backside going from all the way up to the base of her neck to the top of her bottom. He enjoyed the parts that were hidden away by the fabric perhaps he ought to thank her for stopping him from removing the fine garment. One hand decided to settle at the base of the back of her head tangling its self in the mess of dark hair, his other hand settled firmly on her left cheek and settled, to let her work on him.
Posted by amaranta on Mar 22, 2009 23:46:34 GMT -6
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The large hands stroking her back, and lower, only encouraged her, making her sigh against him. Leaving the hand in his hair, her fingers pressing and softly scratching his scalp, the other moved to pull the edge of his shirt to the side again. Increasing the pressure of her teeth for a brief moment, Jax pulled away slowly, letting the skin slide through her teeth rather than releasing him.
Following his example, she planted a row of kisses that steadily increased in pressure, until she reached his shoulder. With her mouth against the smooth skin, the idea to give him a raspberry struck, making her smile, but she resisted. Fun as that would be for her, now wasn’t the time for it. So instead of blowing against the skin, Jax parted her lips and suckled for a moment.
Releasing the pressure, she scraped her teeth across the skin. On a normal person the skin would have been pink, but his red tone hid that, but the sensitivity should still apply, making the gentle slide of small teeth seem more intense.
Jaxon heard a noise, an odd scratching, and almost looked up. But she was unwilling to dislodge his hands, so ignored it. Since he had surrendered to her, allowing her to take control again, she pressed her head into his palm, encouraging him to guide her to the spots he liked.
He sighed and breathed out heavily as she followed his example to a tee, she was a good student indeed, shivers were sent up his massive frame and he enjoyed each and every one she caused. He nibbled a little bit on her when she came with in reach, He wanted to once again move faster bu restrained himself and decided to start moving at the subtle but inevitable pace that he normally took. Yes, she was young, bold and admittedly ready to make certain exchanges, the came old rules applied. He scooted forward and then leaned back. with her willingly going along with him she would soon be on top of him but in no more of a compromising position than she was moments ago.
Her head for him to guide, Sigh, he wanted to do things to her, he gently moved her down his chest suggesting a less than polite direction for her to continue in, his hand reluctantly retreated from her rum and undid a few more buttons for her, perhaps she would get the idea that unbuttoning was fun. once he undid a couple more and gave her more to work with he then light dragged his nails down her bare back, it was nothing that would leave any embarrassing marks when she returned to the ball, but it would definitely tell her what he wanted.
As he shifted beneath her, rearranging them to his liking, Jaxon smiled, following his lead. His not so subtle hint made her smile, his direction obvious. Even if he was a big red mutant, it appeared that didn’t change the way the male mind worked, and Jaxon had to grin.
Willing to play along for a bit longer, if not completely to the point he might prefer, she followed his hand, paying attention to the new patches of the skin he revealed for her. Giving his chest, then his ribcage the same treatment she had given his neck, escalating kisses and nibbles.
When his nails scratched her back, Jax’s head snapped up, a soft hiss slipping through her teeth as her body shuddered. If she had been a cat, her back would have been arched into his hand asking for more. In the moment her head was lifted Jaxon heard something click followed by a soft thump.
Blinking in confusion, she looked up at his face. “Did you…” Suddenly a small breeze disturbed the room, touching her back, before the air settled again. Sitting up, despite the urge to stay focused on the interesting task laid out before her, Jax looked around.
Just as she saw the open door, she heard a female scream and the sound of a tray of glass crashing to the floor. Scrambling off of Venus, she quickly readjusted her clothing. “Venus, I think we have a problem…” Quickly scanning the room for the little demon, seeing no sight of it, she muttered a soft curse.