In the grand scheme of things the navigator had been having an alright time at the Hotel for a while. She was on her guard for the next bad thing to happen. She sighed as she got off the elevator, raising a hand to her hair, tied back off her face in a neat ponytail and she had been coerced into actually wearing make up, the girl wasn't quite sure
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"I'd love to keep you company Ensign Lolita. After you." Lyon followed close behind Pasha as she headed back to the bar. Her dress looked just as sexy from the back as it did from the front, making him think that it might be fun to see it even more intimately from that angle. With lascivious thoughts running rampant in his mind, Lyon took the chair next to Pasha's at the bar.
"Bloody Mary please," he told the bartender before turning back to gaze admiringly at Pasha. "So how've you been? Is the hotel still fucking with you or has it left you alone for a change?" The last time he'd seen the sexy little Russian they'd shared a freakishly realistic but seriously hot delusion.
[OOC: I love this one because having Pasha be all doe-eyed and lovey-dovey with Lyon will freak him out. It won't stop him from wanting to screw her though. XD]
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"Surprisingly well, it seems to hawe grown bored of playing about with me." Pasha gave a small laugh, fiddling with her hands in her lap and oh goodness, were those butterflies in her stomach? She silently wondered if she was ill, why was she getting so worked up about being around Lyon of all people? "I am waiting for the next thing to spring up at any moment now."
[OOC: Lol XD When she snaps out of it she's going to be like 'wot' and very unamused. Plus this gives me a chance to use her adorable icons >>]]
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Lyon's eyes widened and he almost choked on his drink when the unexpectedly soupy mixture hit his throat. There was the unmistakable tang of blood in it, like he'd ordered a real Bloody Mary from The Night Club and not a fake one from a mortal bar. He glanced around suspiciously as if looking for something out of the ordinary before shrugging and taking another swallow of his drink.
"So, do you have any plans for tonight?" he asked, trying to sound casual.
[OOC: It's going to be hilarious when she finally comes around. :) Sorry for the delay. I had a long holiday weekend and that first day back at work was insane! o_O]
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"I had been trying to get a feel for the actual shape of the Hotel. I will need to include a plan of the place in my report once I return to home." She replied. "But I got distracted." That tended to happen much more often then she liked. For a girl genius Pasha really did have the attention span of a goldfish unless prompted to properly concentrate.
Pasha smoothed the dress down over her legs, it was shorter then she would usually wear, coming to just between her knees and mid-thigh which made her wonder how it would look on a taller girl. She settled for something in the realms of not proper. The navigator could feel a blush that had settled on her cheeks with no intention on leaving anytime soon so she poured herself another shot of vodka, downing it in the proper way. Only wimps sipped at vodka after.
[OOC: She's definitely going to be very unamused xD No prob! I know how work can be]
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"Yeah, I know what you mean. It's easy to get distracted in this place. Especially with someone as hot as you running around in a sexy little dress like that." Lyon's tone was light but his eyes had darkened with lust, the silver in them moving sluggishly back and forth. He took another long swallow of his drink before setting it back on the bar.
"I'm up for some exploring tonight if you'd like some help with your map. If what I've heard about this place it true then you'll need all the help you can get!" Lyon had started to hear rumors of literally thousands of floors, and he was curious to see if there was any truth to them.
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Pasha internalised. Perhaps she was ill? Or drunk. But the vodka wasn't as strong as she was used to and she's barely has a respectable amount of shots. But something had to explain the odd feeling in her stomach, the bright blush covering her face and how sweaty her palms felt. Maybe she had a fever? She mumbled a response "I did not get a choice in what the Hotel chooses for me when it hides my normal clothing." Granted she could have stayed in her room but she was getting ansty from staying in there. She needed to explore and wander.
"Your assistance in this is unrequired but welcome all the same." She found herself answering with a shy smile.
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"Well, I'm glad it decided to hide your clothes tonight. Your regular stuff's alright, but that dress is a lot sexier. Shows off those nice legs of yours." Feeling mischievous, Lyon leaned forward to run a hand up Pasha's thigh, stopping with his fingertips just under the hem of her skirt. He slipped into her mind to lightly caress her thoughts at the same time, giving her a feeling of elation to go along with his physical touch, before withdrawing with a slightly smug look on his handsome face. He removed his hand from her thigh as well, using it to reclaim his drink.
"Cool! Sound like fun. I promise I'll try not to be too distracting while we explore." Lyon's glass obscured his expression as he finished his drink, but it couldn't disguise the distinct lack of sincerity in his voice. He very much intended to be absolutely as distracting as possible as soon as he found an appropriately secluded spot.
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"As I was saying--" She threw him a teasingly dirty look. "--That might well be so but this entire get up is wholly impracticable." Pasha airily picked at the floaty fabric of the dress, lifting it up, completely unaware that she had unwittingly just flashed half the bar her silk panties. "This is completely useless if I had to run or do anything remotely actiwe and do not ewen get me started on how ridiculous the shoes are." She grumbled. The shoes weren't really that bad, just plain ballerina flats, decorated with bows but they weren't her most highly favoured boots that she loved dearly.
"Yes, you will. You'll be horribly distracting as always then I'm going to have to drag you somewhere and fuck your brains out. Once I figure out why I feel so weird. I'm beginning to doubt I'll get any mapping done." Pasha responded in Russian. Her mother had always told her to be honest after all. But she'd never mentioned anything about being honest in a manner that the other person could actually understand. She did another quick shot to reward herself for her bravery.
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"I can think of plenty of active things you could do in that dress," Lyon countered shamelessly, blatantly ogling Pasha as he spoke. His eyes came to rest briefly on the place where her thigh met her skirt before drifting back up to her pretty face. "You're right about the shoes though. They're cute and all, but with that dress you really need heels, preferably boots. You can never got wrong with a nice pair of boots."
Lyon downed more of his drink and gave Pasha an amused look as she address him in rapid-fire Russian. As much as he liked the sound of it he had absolutely no idea what she was saying.
"Sorry babe, I didn't catch that. You wanna repeat that in English or should I just poke around in your head to find out what it means?" His threat was an idle one though, and it showed in his body language and tone of voice. He felt like teasing Pasha more than anything else and had no intention of following through it.
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"Kindly keep out of my head please, Jaws." She lent over and whacked him lightly on the leg. "It is not my fault that you do not know how to speak a superior language." Pasha gave a bright laugh, not that she was one to lecture about other languages, given her aversion to the letter 'v'.
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"Jaws?" Lyon's voice jumped an octave and he gave Pasha an incredulous look. "Jaws? Seriously?" He rolled his eyes and chuckled a little. "Well, that's not so bad I guess. I've been compared to far worse things than a bloodthirsty shark from an old horror movie." Lyon leaned in even closer. "I'm willing to bet that my bites feel a hell of a lot better than his do though." He eyed Pasha's neck hungrily, making a show of licking his lips.
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'Woah. Woah. Woah. No. Bad brain. Very bad brain.' Pasha silently scolded herself once again. 'Not cool at all.' Evidently there was either something wrong with her or she was more intoxicated then she thought. Perhaps the vodka was stronger then it was back home. And it had to be taken into account that she hadn't drank any alcohol for a good while, that could be making it affect her more deeply.
"Movie? As in the two dimensional images?" Her Ancient Earth history had never been the best but she was pretty sure that was what he meant. Jaws was much scarier in holoprojections. "I would not know-" Pasha replied tartly. "-I hawe newer been bitten by a shark." Although, knowing her luck she couldn't rule it out from ever happening. The little navgator had noticed however, how Lyon was leaning closer to her and she couldn't help but watch his lips before she was able to tear her eyeline back up to his, blushing profusely.
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Lyon's eyes were swirling noticeably as he gazed at Pasha, and there was a definite bulge in his pants. All their talk of high-heels and biting was making him seriously horny, and he had to fight to keep his fangs from sliding down. If they weren't in such a public place he probably would have jumped her by now.
"No, but you have been bitten by me." In a flash Lyon closed the distance between them and kissed Pasha fiercely. His hand slid up under her dress at the same time to tease the top of her hip just below the waistband of her panties.
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She very nearly yelped when Lyon kissed her, having been lost in her own thoughts and most definitely not in the realm of the present. But Pasha couldn't disguise or cover up the breathy gasp that was pulled from her lips at the passionate kiss and the fingers teasing at the soft skin of her hip. Despite herself she automatically kissed back, rivaling his fierceness but for once, instead of fighting for the control of the kiss, automatically yielded.
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With that erotic thought swirling around his head Lyon kissed Pasha even harder, slipping the hand resting at her hip down to tease her inner thigh. As before he traced the edge of her panties with his finger tips, hinting at touching her more intimately without actually doing so. He slipped into Pasha's mind as they kissed and sent her an image of the two of them intertwined on the black silk sheets of his bed, with Pasha dressed much as she was now while Lyon took her nice and hard.
"Let's get out of here babe," Lyon said in a low, rough voice when he finally broke their kiss. "I want to show you how much fun you can have in a dress, and this place is a little public for something like that."
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When he pulled away she bobbed her head lips parted as she continued to stare at Lyon's lips, Pasha was certain that her face must have been absolutely covered in her blush and that was vaguely mortifying when she thought about it. "Uh-huh." She bobbed her head again dumbly.
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