No Event ♥ While the daughter's away the cougar will play ♥ Aphro variable~

[mr_chekov]

"Well, hello there, aren't you just a pretty little thing." The smirk was practically written all over the woman's tone as she stopped her newest victim in the hallway. She was an older woman who appeared to be in her late thirties, with a few wrinkles around her eyes-- laughter lines she would have called them --and obviously not as young as half

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[anotherargeneau]

Lyon's feeling of triumph was short lived when he realized that Pasha wasn't just going to fall over but that she was going to fall over on top of him. He tried to scramble out of the way but Pasha's aim was too good and she landed squarely on his breast bone. His efforts did allow him to avoid serious injury though and he escaped with nothing more than having the wind knocked out of him.

Buy the time Lyon managed to catch his breath the little Russian was straddling him and looked like she was going to be difficult to dislodge. His position was further weakened by the fact that his burgeoning erection was now trapped between her thighs and open to attack. That was the one drawback to sparring with Pasha; it was always such a major turn on that it occasionally got him into trouble.

"It's going to take more than that to stop me," he boasted with false bravado. Hoping to distract Pasha before she noticed the increasingly hard length of his manhood nestled between them Lyon used his enhanced speed to grab her forearms and then jerked his weight sideways to try and flip her onto her back.

[mr_chekov]

The one thing about smart girls was they knew how to make every opportunity count and this one in particular knew a lot about momentum and using an opponent's weight and height against them. Unfortunately once again, she hadn't been anticipating the attack and when she tried to use her lighter weight to her advantage she undershot it, ending instead with just having Lyon on top her instead. Well damn. That was...significantly awkward.

It was even more so awkward as she could feel her breathing was ragged and her face was undoubtedly covered in a bright red blush from fighting, the closeness and from the physicality of it all being arousing. "I still win." She commented, trying to keep her tone at normal.

[anotherargeneau]

Pasha wasn't the only one who was breathing heavily from more than simple exertion. Between the sparring and having the sexy little Russian pinned beneath him Lyon as more turned on than ever. There was no hiding the rock-hard erection trapped between their bodies and the silver in his unusual eyes swirled steadily as his gaze locked on Pasha's face.

"Absolutely," Lyon agreed breathlessly before pinning Pasha's arms over her head and swooping in for a hard kiss. He couldn't help himself; she just looked so damn good all flushed and panting like that that he couldn't resist the urge to kiss her.

[mr_chekov]

Well hell. How was a girl supposed to maintain a good reputation if word got around of her doing things like that where people might have been able to see? Not that Pasha actually cared about such things. Oh no, not in the slightest. She was far too busy kissing back to care about what people might say. If the way she was hooking her legs over his hips was any indication either she didn't object in the slightest.

[anotherargeneau]

The feel of Pasha wrapping her shapely legs around him and kissing him back was all the encouragement Lyon needed to deepen their kiss. His lips pressed even harder against hers as his tongue sought entrance to her mouth. One hand traded its hold on Pasha's arm for a firm grip on one of her luscious breasts. Lyon kneaded it eagerly through the clingy fabric of her exercise top as he rocked his hips to rub his cock teasingly against her sex.

[mr_chekov]

With her free hand the little navigator curled her hand into Lyon's hair, pulling on it slightly as she rocked her hips up to grind against his. Pasha's ponytail was digging into the back of her head so it didn't take much prompting for her to lift her head to try to deepen and control the kiss. It didn't take much to figure out what the girl's patterns were, that was the misfortune of being a perfectionist, she had her set patterns of what she was perfect at.

But there were a few rare occasions where she broke her pattern, just as right know as she unwound her hand from his hair, snaking her hand down the young Immortal's body instead. Pasha cupped his bulge with her hand for a few minutes, rubbing at him through the fabric of his shorts although it didn't take her very long to decide that wasn't enough and with a devilish smirk she slipped her hand down the front of Lyon's shorts, wrapping her hand around his length and stroking him.

[anotherargeneau]

He fought Pasha for control of the kiss for several seconds just for the fun of it, enjoying the feel of her small hand fisting in his hair, but in the end he let her have her way. He tightened his grip on her wrist and pinched her nipple through her top in response though, silently reminding her of just how much power he still had over her.

Lyon groaned against Pasha's mouth and rocked his hips forward to press his cock further into her hand when she began to stroke him under his shorts. The skin-to-skin contact felt incredible and made his pulse pound in his ears. Following Pasha's lead, Lyon's hand released her breast and burrowed its way under her clothes before working its way between her thighs. Once there he forced a finger between her folds and rubbed her clit with long, even strokes.

[mr_chekov]

As a rebuttal to the pinch and the subtle squeeze on her thin wrist Pasha nipped hard at his lower lip, deliberately aiming to make it sting, and tried to pull her wrist from his grip. She wasn't exactly the passive kind after all or the kind to go down without a fight.

However her latent aggression was put to one side for a moment as she gave a little gasp, unfortunately undisguisable and feminine, at the feeling of Lyon's hand between her legs. The feeling prompted a little moan from her, only making her increase her hand's pace around his cock and nip at his lower lip once again. But the last part was mainly jut for the hell of it.

[anotherargeneau]

Lyon loosened his grip on Pasha's wrist so as not to hurt her but refused to release it completely. He enjoyed being the aggressor far too much to relinquish his control over something as inconsequential as a bite on the lip. Especially since Pasha's feisty attack only served to get him even hotter. So much so that he gave a little shudder and felt the subtle, shifting pressure signifying the emergence of his fangs as Pasha began to stroke the thick length of his shaft faster than before. He responded by doing the same with her clit, pushing hard against it with his finger and rubbing it in short, sharp circles. He continued to kiss her fiercely while taking care not to scratch her with his fangs, which was something he'd thankfully had lots of practice with.

[mr_chekov]

Pasha moaned against his lips fully this time, squirming underneath him. "Snyat odezhdu. Syeichas." She demanded pointedly pulling back from the kiss slightly, the fact that she had just spoken in Russian only just sinking in a few seconds later. "Yours and mine. Clothes off. Now." She repeated herself, shifting beneath Lyon once again. Her tone left little room for argument although her Standard Terran was a little impaired.

[anotherargeneau]

He had absolutely no idea what Pasha said at first, other than it sounded incredibly sexy in Russian. It made him growl and lean in closer to resume their kiss, but he stopped when she repeated it in English.

"You're brilliant, you know that?" Lyon gave Pasha a toothy grin and gently pinched her clit before before releasing her and sitting back on his haunches. "Don't take that sexy ponytail out though, okay?" He had plans for it, plans he was very much looking forward to putting into action just as soon as they were both naked. Which in his case didn't take very long at all given how lose his clothes were.

[mr_chekov]

"I am aware." She replied, it wasn't unusual for the girl to hear such things although she did pull a face at the thought of leaving her ponytail in. How could ponytails be sexy? They were something to just keep her hair away from her face or for when she was being an utter slob and couldn't be bothered with the trouble of her hair. But she didn't question it aloud though.

Pasha sat up and began to worm her clothes off. It wasn't that easy though given how tight they were, the moment they were pulled off they were flung to the side, far from her usual weirdness about folding everything perfectly. She hooked her fingers down the side of her shorts and panties before pulling them down and off, pulling her sparring gloves off by her teeth.

[anotherargeneau]

The instant Pasha had finished struggling out of her clothes Lyon grabbed her by the waist and used his inhuman strength to force her onto her hands and knees. While he did his best not to hurt her in the process it was still clear that he wasn't going to allow the little navigator any say in the matter. Lyon then positioned the head of his cock against the entrance to her core and pushed his way inside in one long, smooth motion.

Giving her a moment to get used to his impressive girth, the young Immortal reached out to grab Pasha's ponytail in a tight grip. He simply held onto it for the moment, making no attempt to pull on it or otherwise be a nuisance, simply enjoying the feel of the soft brown curls against his palm as he started to move inside Pasha. He slipped into her mind at the same time, groaning a little at the uniquely arousing sensation of being inside her mentally was well as physically.

[mr_chekov]

Pasha gave a small shudder as he pushed inside of her, reveling in the feeling of it for a moment, her hands tightening into small fists, the skin over her knuckles tightening and going pale. Her hands were curled so tightly that she could feel her nails-- finally allowed to grow a little longer rather than the short round stubs she'd been keeping short for working on the navigational console --digging half crescents into the pale flesh of her hand.

She moaned softly, pressing her hips back against Lyon almost immediately, trying to encourage him to move. Now. Patience had never quite been the virtue that Pasha had been blessed with. Brains, definitely. Femininity, occasionally. Good looks, to a degree in her own opinion. But Patience? Definitely not.

[anotherargeneau]

Lyon needed very little encouragement to pick up the pace. He wasn't exactly a patient guy even at the best of times and tended to be even less so when having sex with a hot girl. So he grabbed Pasha's hip with his free while maintaining his grip on her hair with the other and wasted no time in giving in to her silent demand. He plowed into her hard and deep hand with each quick thrust, burying himself into her up to the hilt only to pull back so far he that was almost of out her before ramming himself home once again. He wasn't worried about hurting her; the little Russian had already proven that she could take a surprising amount of punishment, plus he knew he'd sense it in her mind if she started to feel anything other than pleasure.

[OOC: I'm impressed that you found an icon that can pass for Pasha getting taken doggy-style. XD]

[mr_chekov]

From sheet instinct alone Pasha tilted back her head and arched her back, making herself more compact then her usual smallness, making a very neat bow of her body, so that when she was pushed forward by the thrusts behind her her hair wouldn't be pulled out painfully. As much as she liked and got off on hair pulling she would really prefer not to loose hair where she was able to. Pasha gave a little moan, feeling the heat of a definite flush spreading down her cheeks, to her neck and at the tips of her ears. The mat wasn't particularly forgiving on her hands or knees and the young navigator was certain they would be bright red by the time that this was finished but there was nothing that could be done about that, particularly as it felt so overwhelmingly good.

[OOC: ROFL, you'd be amazed what you can accidentally stumble across on the interwebs when innocently looking at tumblr.]