~~ “You were supposed to knock!” She called laughing at him shyly.

"Sorry, I will from now on, I have just gotten used to going in and out the last couple of days." He didn't actually leave but he did go to the door a lot to send people on errands. " Oh,your key is right her by the way." he put her key on the dresser.


she tiptoed to reached his ear and he inclined his head back so she could better access it. the soft breath on his ear lobe did nothing for his patience.

~~“Patience is a virtue, Jupiter.”

"well then, I am glad you are virtuous, I certainly lack that quality. Perhaps you will teach it to me?" his eyebrow arched. Her patient hand dove into the bag and she started eating the burger and then it was gone. Mmmm. He loved a women who had an appetite, of course she had been starving.


Burgers, fries, shakes and soda, when you had six line backer sized brothers you tended to buy in bulk, if you wanted to ensure your own food's safety there was already a case of water near the mini fridge that came standard with every room, a couple bottles getting cold, if she preferred water. everything was a different flavor, to hope to cover her preference somewhere again, if it was alcoholic he couldn't care less either away about what he ate or drank.

A good day indeed, he sat down next to dryad and finished his burger just as fast, couldn't have the lady getting self conscious on him, besides the tiny veggie burgers were all of three bites, four if he was being polite. His free hand drapped around her side, by now it was habit to hold her.

She reached into the bag again and plowed through another two burgers before she was groaning with mock agony at having eaten so much, his arm around her the whole time. Xavia washed the last bites down with soda, forgoing any milkshakes unless they were soy shakes. She felt so good after eating, she couldn’t help but rip a good belch and then giggle at herself. He probably wouldn’t blink at her being a pig because, well… He was a manly man, and they tended to make a lot of noise from one end or the other with no qualms.

Each and every tapered digit on each hand was sucked clean of food debris and flavors, one by one. She definitely had no idea how much trouble she was getting herself into. Seducing a man was not on the agenda, but how can such a sensuous act go unnoticed by someone who already had a raging desire to make her his? Poor Jupiter…

She hummed then and stretched herself from head to toe, before yawning softly and saying, “I remember you speaking to me when I was out of it, but I don’t recall what you said.”

From a place called Fig leaf? of course they wouldn't bother a cow for its milk, Silly vegans. So long as the animals were treated well he didn't see the harm, of course he didn't realize that hardly any animals were treated well and used for production.
if she belched he hadn't noticed.

He went burger for burger with her, finished an order of fries and then another burger for good measure. He sipped on the been juice milk shake. and then the straw slid out of his mouth as he gaped at her he watched her put nine of her ten fingers in her mouth before he knew he could move and not simply salivate. he took her right hand and and inserted her pointer finger into his mouth, relishing her and repeating her motion...totally disassociating the thoughts he just had about her doing that, for the chance to have her finger in his mouth he let go as the finger rested on her lip.

~~“I remember you speaking to me when I was out of it, but I don’t recall what you said.”

" I for the most part was just letting you that everything was going to be ok, don't be surprised if the infirmary staff recognize you, I had them check your pulse every few hours....they recognized the stuff he gave you, said you'd be fine. with time." he smiled bashfully. " I made them keep checking though."

"and then yesterday I just talked to you. I thought it'd be good for you. I told you all the things I liked about you. Pretty much everything I know about you." He said slurping the last of his vanilla soy shake.

First, Jupiter seemed to distract her from all thoughts when he sucked her finger into his mouth. Her belly clenched and she shivered a little, before pulling her hand away and blushing red again. Then he started talking nonchalantly about what he had said, and her tummy was hit again with butterflies. She got off the bed and put some distance between them before she would throw herself at him and end both of their suffering with a one night stand.

She sat at the piano/keyboard he had brought and she played a few notes idly while he continued to speak. “I am glad you stayed with me… Nobody but my momma has ever done that for me.” She sighed some and grew distracted by the thought of her family, her good mood slightly dampened by homesickness, worry, and fear. Her expression grew into a mask by that point, she avoided looking at him so he wouldn’t jump up and ask her what was wrong, for surely she did not want to dredge up her story to him the way she had with the boy in the park whom she had met and fought with before the sun went down.

She played a few more notes and forced a smile onto her lips that didn’t reach her eyes. “You have been so kind to me, Jupiter. I do not know how I can repay you.”

If he knew why she moved away he would have closed the distance making himself all the more irresistible…hopefully, and helped to end their pain and fulfill their wants right then.

~~“I am glad you stayed with me… Nobody but my momma has ever done that for me.”

“It was my pleasure I assure you. Really, I couldn’t leave you to the care of someone else and wait it out.so It was good for both of us.”

~~ “You have been so kind to me, Jupiter. I do not know how I can repay you.”

“Don’t. I don’t want any repayment. I didn’t do it for repayment, I did it for you. Do I have your friendship? maybe a chance at a date when ever you feel up to it? if you want to that is of course. Besides…you already repaid me when I walked in…the first time, I um saw you before you had your towel on for a second…I didn’t mean to look, but I couldn’t look away, and then I didn’t want to embarrass you so I took a step back… but I’d rather not keep it from you. Sorry.”

He tilted his head back and then made a request, “could you sing the song you played the other night again? I know the tune but not the words. I hummed it to you when I had nothing to say.I think you liked it.”

If any of his brothers saw him like this they wouldn't have believed it was him, being all soft and gentle, since when did he care about anything but drink?

Her fingers fumbled when he went from saying he didn’t do it for repayment, to saying he saw her naked. She knew it wasn’t on purpose, so she wasn’t angry with him. “Foolish games?” she said, and started to play it smoothly despite her embarrassment, but she did not sing the words. The tune sounded so pretty when she played it in tune.

Xavia looked over at him without taking her fingers from the keys, still rocking forward every now and then as she played, and she watched his face. She did not reply about the date, in fact, it seemed she may have been avoiding the reply even though she obviously had feelings for him. It was hard to disguise the shifting look in her eyes that spoke volumes of how she felt.

He would have to be very, very stupid not to see how she longed for him, how she wanted him so badly.

She turned her face back to the keyboard and continued to play until the song was over, then began another to stifle the awkward silence that came from her. She was clearly starting to close off again. Was it because she was afraid? Was it because she knew if she opened up to him, he had the power to hurt her? Or was it for some reason entirely different?

The second song she played was the song she was singing in the bathroom. It was an unconscious effort on her part, she wasn’t planning the song, it just so happened to be the one that fit her frame of mind. Her head bent down some and she began to play a little harder.

She didn't answer any of his questions though he had just opened himself up more than he had to anyone, including his brothers. Ouch. but on the upside she played the tune without giving him the words she gave him the title it'd have to do. He couldn't call her on it as he was having trouble not going over and ravaging her, why was absolutely everything sexual to his mind right now? from the way she rocked forward to the way her fingers flew over the keys hitting precise note after precise note.

He took a drink and then let his aggressive nature taunt him onto doing what he wanted He stood behind her for a moment leaving the drink where it was, a subtl prop only to allow him to be closer kneeling behind her brought his head to just above her shoulders. Leaning down his mouth closed on the base of her neck closing on it with teeth lightly, if it stopped her playing he couldn't be held acoountable the woman had taunted him with every subtle movement. his lips took over the soft kiss where his teeth gave up. He let out a heavy breath on her shoulder, a sigh, a need, a growing insanity.

He swallowed hard and grabbed one of the extra drinks off of the dresser.

She moaned as he suddenly kissed a very, very sensitive spot on her neck and her notes fumbled again. A tremor shot through her as she felt his warm breath waft against her skin there, and at first, she wanted to turn around and be done with this whole torture they were putting each other through. She jammed her fingers down and created a sour note, before shoving herself off the stool and putting distance between them again.

He would be able to see the signs that if he really wanted her, he could have what he wanted, yet he would also be able to see the stiffness of her movements when she shifted from one side of the room to the other. Again, she kept herself closed off and didn’t look at him because she knew if she did, they would end up fading to black. The fact that she didn’t smack his face when he had kissed her was also a very clear sign that she wanted the same thing he did.

“I have to use the restroom,” she lied, and she was a terrible liar because her body language just did not match her words, and she headed toward the door.

Jupiter knew damn well he was pushing her to the edge, then she would give him a smoldering look that promised to turn into a flick of flame and a wild fire in the end all around the room but before she let the flint strike steel, she fled as fast as she could.

~~“I have to use the restroom,”


"...I....You?...I'm not good at this, everything you do everything your body tells me says come here and have me, but then I com close and you run, am I wrong?" he let out another huff and turned to the piano." I'll be here." lightly pressing keys and seeing how they resounded off the room walls. he played with ability of someone who only knew the keys made sound. as she turned to the restroom he discovered how to play the them to jaws. and so back and forth the two lowest knotes went back and forth. he then started playing patterns of keys, not for the music they make but that patterns seemed to be a necessity.

He would not force himself on her, but why did everything in him say that she was his for the taking, even the way that she smelled incited him. eventually he founf the first few keys to Foolish games.

Foolish games indeed.

She was just about to open the bathroom door when he spoke.

>>>> "...I....You?...I'm not good at this, everything you do everything your body tells me says come here and have me, but then I com close and you run, am I wrong?"

Xavia turned around then and gave him a shocked look. How could he read her so well when she was closing herself to him? She opened her mouth to speak and then turned back around to face the door, unable to look at him when she replied with a cracking and too quick answer, “Yes, you’re wrong!” It was a blatant lie and he would be able to tell. She opened the door and then went into the bathroom, shutting the portal behind her more firmly than she wanted to. The click of the lock was absent, meaning he could burst in if he so desired. She didn’t really need to use the bathroom, after all he would probably know that was a lie too

As he started to play the jaws theme, she knelt on the floor and lay her head on the side of the bathtub, taking deep breaths to calm herself. Why couldn’t he just stop torturing her? Damn it, she wanted him as bad, if not more than he wanted her. He wouldn’t HAVE to try and force himself on her. If he was persistent enough, she would not let him leave the room for a week except to get food and go to the restroom, she wanted him so bad.

But she lied. He would probably be furious with her, but she did it anyways.

“Yes, you’re wrong!”

even if their was a lock, there wasn't one that could keep him on the other side of a door. more effective by far was the fact that she could be using the restroom.

“oh.” Was the all to quiet response that resounded with silence more so than if he had shouted and yelled. That was not his typical response to anything other then what he wanted and desired. But AS he had said he was new at this. Yeah he was pretty sure he was right, but she had said he was wrong…she did not want him and in fact was willing to lock her self in the bathroom.

“Do you want me to leave?” he asked honestly. “ I don’t want you to think that you living here depends on whether we…, or if you want me. It doesn’t, this is your home if you want and if so then it is yours as much as mine or anyone else’s here.

He stoped playing the piano and stood up letting the small bench slid behind him and turned to wait to hear the verdict from behind the door.

But I do want you! She actually did speak the thought out loud without realizing she did so, and it was loud enough to be heard through the door. Hell, anyone walking in the hallway probably could have heard it. Her hand came up to rub at her face and she still sat there on the tiled floor of the bathroom, pretty much face palming. If he wasn’t furious with her before, who knows how he felt about her having lied to him about the way she felt.

Xavia unconsciously stood up and began to pace. He could just walk right in if he wanted to, the door was unlocked. There were no noises indicating she was actually using the restroom for the reason she said she would be, no flushing toilet, no click of the seat against the porcelain bowl, no detailed audio whatsoever. Such a terrible little liar she was turning out to be.

He was talking to her through the door, talking about any obligations he thought that she thought she had in staying. Now she was confused. He had fought so hard to get her there, and, sure, he had said something the day they had met, that he promised he would let her go wherever she wanted if she went with him. Then came the time where she didn’t exactly have a choice. It kind of bothered her that he was willing to let her go so quickly. Did he not want her back? Bah, no, take the chance he gave you, Xavia, and slip out while you have some dignity left.

In the end, she opened the bathroom door and stood against the frame of the portal, looking at him somewhat bemused for that moment. Sighing, she didn’t say anything as she called his bluff, or so she thought it was one such thing. “Fine,” she finally said with a twinge of depression in her voice, “You want me gone so fast, I will go.” But she made no move to leave. No, she did the opposite of what she said, and moved over to him, grabbed his arm and tugged at him. If successful in her attempt to tug at him, she would land a solid kiss, more fiery than ever, and kiss him silly. When she pulled away from that she muttered, “Or is that what you want? Huh?”

Suddenly angry, she stalked a few feet away, arms akimbo, her back to him. “What do you want from me? Answers? What?”

He still had yet to bring up the ugly scarred man.

~~“But I do want you! “

“Then have me.” He replied quietly but honestly.

His hand went to the door knob and he hesitated until he heard foot steps and then she was done pacing and thus he let go just soon enough not to disturb her coming out of the room.


~~“Fine,” You want me gone so fast, I will go.”

“ No, I don’t want you gone, I just want you to know this is all yours. No strings attached.”

~~ “Or is that what you want? Huh?”
She pulled him forward, and it was easy to do, that is where he wanted to be any how.

“I like you coming to me fast, much, much better.”

He lifted her for a few moments her back against the wall their lips hungrily enjoying devouring the others. He let out a breath and set her down, his thumbs were about to hook on any cloth they could get at and she stalked away.


“What do you want from me? Answers? What?”

“what?” He shook his head. “ I don’t understand. I want you, not answers. There are questions that I have, but I’d never ask them if you thought that is what I am after.” He took a breath his eyebrows furrowed for a moment in frustration.

He followed her and scooped her back up, settling her laying down on the bed that she had spent with him, if unconscious, for the last few days. “ I want you. Clothed, unclothed. As a companion to my heart. Or simply as a friend if you are confused, or spoken for or I don’t know what.” He leaned over and where he wanted to do wonderfully physical things to her, his lips puckered and landed on the space between her eyes. He pulled away looking at her eyes. “ Now then quit being angry at me. And tell me what the heck is going on!”

“This.” she said, then grabbed him and pulled him back down to her when he pulled away, her fingers burrowing into his hair before she impatiently began to try and undress him. “You… Us… We can’t… but… agh…” She jerked at his shirt, and if successful in tearing the thing open in her anger, her hands found the warmth of his chest. “We need to… stop…” she said then in protest at her own actions. “Now… I… Damn it, Jupiter.” She kissed and touched him some more.

Just when one would have expected a fade scene, though, she jerked herself back to reality (again.) and gulped in a great gush of air. “I have to go.” She said this more to herself than to him, and started to mumble, “I can’t do this. Not like this.” She mumbled some more things as she shakily grabbed for some personal items, the topic wavering from wondering where he put everything to the guy who drugged her.

~~“This.”

“yes.”

~~~“You… Us… We can’t… but… agh…”

“mhmm, can.”

~~“We need to… stop…”

If she started tearing clothing so did he. A simple grip on both sides of the dress and it was torn in two. What she had on or didn’t have on under it was of little concern; cloth was at worst a slight obstacle.

“sorry. Dress. In. way.” Each word was said only as long as he could resist being away from her skin.

~~“Now… I… Damn it, Jupiter.”

“I agree, now.” His mouth found its way down her neck and heading toward areas that were typically off limits.


~~“I have to go.”

His mouth froze as it closed on the beginnings of supple cleavage.

“ you have to go?” he raised his head from her chest.


~~“I can’t do this. Not like this.”


“Ok, we don’t have to, I want to but we don’t have to, you want to but we don’t have to.”

He took a breath as he saw she meant leave leave. And that made him angry.

“where are you going to go?” he questioned as she started looking for her things…they were all her things. “ you can leave but if you are going somewhere dangerous I am following you. That crazy bastard said, that it wasn’t over. Someone wants you, and not like I want you. They want you drugged and I don’t know why, so yes you can leave but, it is going to be with me following you.”