Intro || In The Shower || Rising Aphro

[elusive_anima]

The heat of the water had fogged the small bathroom, air heavy with the scent of blackberry and apple. Venus inhaled the scent deeply as she closed her eyes and tilted her head back under the shower's spray to soak her hair, fingers easily dragging through the thick red mane. A content sigh left her. It was perfect. This was just what she needed

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[anotherargeneau]

Lyon tipped his head forward with a quiet groan as the warm water pounding against his back and shoulders soothed away the last the residual soreness from his workout. He'd gone through all of his katas several times before hitting the weight machines, and his body had taken a bit of a beating in the process. Thankfully the nanos in his bloodstream had taken care of most of the resultant aches and pains by the time he'd returned to his room. He was starting to experience the first hints of blood hunger as a result, but he was a long way from starving, so he wasn't too worried about it just yet.

Turning into the spray from the shower head, Lyon rinsed the last of the soap from his leanly muscled frame and groped blindly for his shampoo. But instead of landing on the hard plastic bottle his hand encountered something warm and soft. Something that was smooth and sloping and topped by what felt like a nipple. Without thinking Lyon squeezed the firm flesh beneath his hand and confirmed that it was indeed a very nice boob.

"Oh shit," he swore as he blinked water out of his eyes and tried to focus on the woman who was suddenly sharing his shower, his hand still resting on her breast.

[OOC: Speaking of OCs, have an OC vampireImmortal. XD Lyon's prefs are here if you're interested. Let me know if it's okay for him to give Venus a "Love Bite." Also, since Venus is a Telepath, I thought it might be fun to her to kick Lyon out of her thoughts when he tries to read her mind and then turn the tables on him. Is that cool?]

[elusive_anima]

Needless to say, the hand on her breast had Venus freezing in surprise, her breath catching in her throat. That was not her hand. That was not her hand, and someone was in her shower. The fey was torn between irritation at having such a relaxing moment ruined and shock at how lax her senses were. How had someone gotten in her shower without her realizing? She wasn't even offended by the squeeze when it happened, opening her eyes to stare at the intruder with irises that were just a little too bright to be human - not to mention the fact that they were separated into three rings of color, each ring a slight variation of turquoise. She had habitually hitched up her glamour so her skin didn't shimmer, though it was still pale, ivory.

There were a number of questions she could have asked him, but the first thing out of her mouth was, "Are you enjoying my breast?"

[OOC: The Love Bite thing is perfectly fine - and yes, she would quite enjoy turning the tables on him. xD]

[anotherargeneau]

The woman's exotic eyes made Lyon's heart skip a beat when they turned in his direction. He hadn't seen anything so alluring since that one Immortal chick he'd had a fling with just before graduation. The gorgeous redhead who's boob he as still cupping wasn't an Immortal though, in spite of all of that creamy white skin. He would have been able to sense it if she was, even if his super-human hearing had somehow missed her arrival.

"Yeah, I am, thanks," Lyon replied with a smart-ass grin, giving the soft mound another squeeze before letting his hand fall away, his fingers accidentally brushing against her nipple in the process.

"Don't take this the wrong way babe, but what are you doing in my shower? Not that I'm complaining, mind you." Lyon's silvery-blue eyes drifted down and then back up again, blatantly checking out his unexpected companion. "I've had far worse surprises in this place, that's for sure."

[OOC: Excellent! Thanks. :) ]

[elusive_anima]

A smart-alec remark for a smart-alec remark, was it? Touché. It was a very good thing for him that she was in an amiable mood, otherwise he likely would have found himself shoved out of the shower. The 'accidental' brush against her nipple sent shivers cascading through her but she managed to stay still against the barrage, having excellent control of herself, as most Sidhe did. She tilted her head at him, an eyebrow arching. "I could ask you the same thing."

She wasn't the least bit fazed by his once-over. Fey were naturally a touch vain, and complimenting one's appearance was considered good manners so as far as she was concerned, the once-over was a compliment. She even returned the favor, gaze sliding down his form in silent appreciation. She had to admit, he was cute. A bit roguish, wild.

[anotherargeneau]

He didn't mind having the redhead check him out - it was only fair after all - and since she didn't make any snide remarks she must have liked what she saw. The reverse was definitely true, that was for sure. Lyon liked redheads almost as much as brunettes, especially ones as hot as the one standing wet and naked before him, and he had to fight not to get an erection just from looking at her.

"Your shower? Since I was standing in my shower not two seconds ago and didn't move except to reach for the shampoo, I find that hard to believe." Even so, her rejoinder had sounded like more than just playful banter, so as much as he hated to so do, Lyon tore his eyes away from her to take stock of his surroundings. He quickly realized that she was right. This was definitely not his bathroom. It looked and smelled way too girly to be his.

"Well, damn." His eyes settled backed on the woman's face with only a brief glance at her breasts. "Sorry about that babe. The hotel must have decided to mess with me again." He rolled his eyes and sighed, sounding a rather annoyed, but the aggravation only lasted for a moment. Lyon was finding it hard to stay mad in the presence of such a sensual beauty, and before long he was smiling at the redhead a little wickedly and looking at her with open desire.

"So what's your name beautiful?" Lyon did his best to sound casual in spite of both the awkward situation and the noticeable tightening in his groin.

[elusive_anima]

Her lips twitched into a smirk at his realization and apology. At least he knew how to apologize. Most men were too stubborn to, especially the ones she knew. The human ones, anyway. She was getting the feeling this one wasn't human, though. Even through the lingering scent of blackberry and apple, she could smell something raw and dark about him. It was intriguing.

When his smile turned wicked, she stepped forward, sliding her hands along his shoulders unabashedly. She was a sexual creature and clearly had no qualms with physical contact. "Venus," she practically purred out. "Yours?" She was more than aware of her effect on him. He was having a similar effect on her, if the warmth simmering under her skin was any indication.

[anotherargeneau]

Lyon's hands automatically came to rest on the woman's hips when she moved in and started to touch him. If she was going to take such liberties with his body then figured that he had every right to do the same with hers. Not that he minded either her either her caresses or her proximity though. He was finding both to be highly enjoyable. So much so that he stopped fighting his body's reaction to hers and let nature take its course, and in a few short moments his member was jutting up hard and thick between them.

"Venus huh?" He was tempted to make a smart-ass remark about her name, but he quickly realized that doing so might jeopardize his chances of turning this encounter into something far more intimate than it already was. So instead he wracked his brain for something more endearing and came up with, "Like the Goddess? Well, you definitely do your name justice." Lyon's hands then slipped around her cup her bottom, giving it a firm squeeze as he pulled her in even closer.

"My name's Lyon," he answered in a husky voice, his pronunciation sounding slightly French even though he had no discernible accent. "And I'm very pleased to meet you Venus." The silver in his eyes seemed to turn molten as he looked down at the gorgeous redhead standing mere centimeters from him, and a flush of desire colored on his pale skin as his hands slid around to her waist and then slowly started to make their way up towards her delectable breasts.

[elusive_anima]

"Flatterer," she teased, enjoying the feel of his hands on her bare hips. She wasn't the tallest of women, or the shortest, rather somewhere in between at 5'8". Her figure was slender, lean, breasts ample, hips wide, and legs long. Perfection, but what else could she be with pure Fair blood running through her veins?

As she was pulled closer, she hooked her arms over his shoulders, fingers threading into his wet hair, her nails gently grazing his scalp. There was a soft laugh and she peered down between them at his erection before looking back up at him with a coy smile. "Yes, I can see just how pleased you are." Leaning the few scant centimeters in, she brushed her lips against his own daringly, though her eyes didn't leave his own, momentarily entranced by the molten shift.

[anotherargeneau]

He hummed with appreciation as Venus's fingers worked their way into his hair, as much from the feel of her nails trailing along his scalp as the feel of her warm, wet skin beneath his hands. She had the kind of body a guy could spend hours exploring - just the right height to be feminine without being so short that he'd get a crick in his neck while kissing her, and curves in all the right places without having too much or to little of anything. Even her hair was sexy, falling down her back in water-darkened waves, and if his hands hadn't just reached her lovely breasts Lyon would have been tempted to wind it around his fist.

Venus's comment earned her a quiet, amused little chuckle from Lyon as he cupped her breasts, palms covering her nipples as he began to squeeze and caress the enticing mounds. The feather-light kiss she gave him a moment later elicited an entirely different reaction from Lyon, this time evoking an animalistic growl as he tipped his head down to kiss her ardently. He kept his eyes locked on hers, still fascinated by their rings-within-rings of color, the silver in his own eyes starting to move sluggishly as his arousal climbed ever higher.

"Damn that was hot. You're my kind of girl Venus," he said when he finally broke their kiss, his voice breathy and his heart racing. "Nah, not a girl. You really are a Goddess." Lyon smiled a playfully, thinking that the nickname suited Venus perfectly.

[elusive_anima]

The hands on her breasts drew an appreciative, dulcet sigh from her and that bestial growl? It drew another wave of shivers up, stronger and more evident than the last. Oh, she liked that growl very much. Venus pressed into the kiss, the extended eye-contact only serving to increase the eroticism of the moment. If she'd only been simmering before, she was burning then, every nerve in her body painfully aware of his close proximity. So close, yet not close enough...

Once separated, she took a much needed breath. "Are you so always chatty?" Another teasing remark, before she gave a pleasurable tug at the hair she held. "Though I must admit, I'm enjoying the compliments. Keep going, Lyon." Brushing their lips together again, she caught his bottom lip between her teeth in an artful nip, then licked over the spot.

[anotherargeneau]

Lyon's smile turned into a full-fledged grin as Venus teased him. He took a moment to pinch her nipples in response before going back to kneading her breasts.

"Only when I'm in the presence of a flesh-and-blood Goddess," he teased back, the last word trailing off into a happy groan as Venus tugged his on hair. The groan became a growl even more raw and needy than the first when she bite his lip, and Lyon felt his cock twitch in response to the aggressive act. He immediately pressed his large, muscular body up against her smaller one, trapping his erection between them as he let his hands fall away from her breasts. Grabbing Venus's hips once more, Lyon began to coax her backwards towards the wall of the shower, his smooth chest rubbing against her breasts as they walked.

"You're gorgeous babe," he said breathlessly, giving the redhead another heated kiss. "Smoking hot." His strong hands tightened their grip on her waist as they neared the wall, the silver in his eyes now swirling rapidly. "Just looking at you drives me wild." He pushed her up against the smooth tile, the tip of his cock brushing against her stomach as he tipped his head down to tease the place where her shoulder met her neck. "I want to fuck you until you scream and keep fucking you until you scream some more." Lyon then bit down on the soft flesh just below her jaw hard enough to be felt without being painful, his hands sliding around to rest at the small of Venus's back as he continued to nibble at her neck.

[elusive_anima]

When he pressed against her, the feel of his erection between them drew an uneven moan from her. She was easily coaxed, allowing herself to be pushed back until her back met the wall, the cold tile a stark contrast to his warm body. Venus met the heated kiss, each of his breathless compliments earning various sounds of approval; a low murmur, a titter, a soft hum.

She tilted her head when his lips met the junction between her shoulder and neck, giving him better access to the pale, smooth skin there. She was still unconsciously shielding herself with glamour, keeping the magic of her blood from showing through and giving away what she was - assuming he even knew of Sidhe. There were many who didn't, and that was probably for the better. He bit down then, and she gasped sharply, tugging at his hair again, nails scraping over his scalp, down his shoulders. Her body arched slightly, straining for more contact.

[anotherargeneau]

The feel of Venus's nails dragging along his scalp was so arousing that Lyon made a strangled sound of pleasure as his teeth continued to tease her neck. He was so turned on that he had to fight to keep his fangs from sliding out. While he had every intention of sampling her blood before he was done with her, Lyon wanted to get Venus as worked up as possible first, preferably getting her off just before he did it. Blood on its own filled a basic need, but blood mixed with endorphins brought on by a sexual high was luxury he liked to indulge in as much as possible.

The mental image of Venus coming around him while he drank her blood was an intoxicating one, and it used up what little patience he had. As he kissed his way up her neck and across her jaw Lyon slipped his hands under her thighs, his smooth muscles bunching enticingly against her breasts as he lifted Venus effortlessly off the ground. He then yanked her legs open and pushed his erection past her slick folds and deep in her core. Lyon then captured her lips in a demanding kiss, pushing his tongue into her mouth as he began to move inside her. His mind slipped into hers as well, his thoughts skimming along hers in the psychic equivalent of a sensual caress.