Who: Rayne/Baby. Where: Rayne's room. What: By now, Rayne knows something's up, but Baby's been quiet... And is enthusiastic about spending the lock-down in her room. Warnings: Don't know!
THAAAAANK YOOUUU!spo0kshow_babySeptember 4 2009, 03:31:24 UTC
Baby had taken the time to get dolled up: brushed silky waves, showered and smelling of vanilla and black raspberry, a presentable dress without tears or holes or wrinkles, a dress that just tickled her kneecaps.
"HI, Warden Red," Baby cooed, moving into her cabin and cutely tapping the dhampir's nose. "How are you?" She ignored the room and focused on Rayne, staring adoringly. The woman's hair, had it always been so gorgeously red? Contracting nicely with that pale skin of hers...Baby had the urge to touch her cheek, bite her neck (go figure), but she withheld.
Rayne was still in mild shock at seeing the blonde's new attire. Baby even had stuff like that in her wardrobe? Then again, Rayne had a few 'presentable' numbers of her own. Nothing particularly... Cheery, though.
That, however, was not the half of it. Baby was being awfully... Slinky, wasn't she? Rayne giving a surprised blink to the tap of fingertip to her nose and, really, quite unsure of how to react to something like that. If Baby had acted in such a way under normal circumstances, then that would have been one thing, but clothed like that was a radical change.
Closing the door only after a quick glance had ascertained nothing sharp was in the other woman's hands, it was then that it hit her... That scent. One which Rayne was more than loosely familiar with and, in some cases, even on the barge.
But rarely so strong"I'm, uh..." Fuck, but it had been an age since she had last got laid. Knew what was probably the cause of this, but that made it no less uncomfortable - or easy on herself. "I'm good, V. I'm guessing you're
( ... )
Baby giggled and did a slow turn, running her hands along her lithe frame, her curves. "By all means, Red, frisk the fuck away!" She took one step forward in anticipation, her eyes glinting and mischievous, but flirtatiously so, nothing of the evil sort she normal wore.
She was too entranced to notice pictures or desks, bed sheets or lighting. No, right now Vera Ellen only wanted to devour her Warden, visually, perhaps sexually, biting at her lower lip to try and contain herself. "Or, if you'd rather do something else...we have time to pass with this lockdown, right?"
Unlike some wardens, Rayne had the twin unhappiness having a high sex-drive and not getting any release since... Ugh. Far too long. Not if being on her own didn't count, anyway.
And this was just... It was unfair, damn it!
At times like these, Rayne considered a severe downgrade in her wardrobe. Preferably, something in wool or... Shit, she didn't know. Beige.
Letting out a strained noise of discomfort, Rayne made a careful, "We, uhhh... That'd probably be real inadviseable, right now..." As much as she was tempted by the idea, Rayne refused to either step forward or away. The latter might show weakness. Instead, she rubbed the back of head with one hand and, squinting at the prospect of needing to avoid sex, suggested, "We could... Play cards, maybe?"
Which, the redhead decided, would've probably sounded lame, even for Reid.
Baby shivered at the sound of the growl, rocking on her bum once with excitement. Rayne was fun. Why hadn't they done this before? What had blinded Vera Ellen from seeing how gorgeous her Warden truly was? How unique with the pale skin and pointed teeth, her skills, her wardrobe. Really, the two could get along on so many levels, from trading murder stories to fashion tips, because while Baby adored dressing up for a show.
She leaned forward and set her hands on either of Rayne's knees, her nails embedding themselves softly in the flesh that surrounded them. "But then I couldn't see you every day, Rayne. And I'd miss you and our games. Who's gonna save me if I transfer? You really think all this dysfunction is good for rehabilitation?"
It was the longest sentenced she'd said without cursing. Alright, that was exaggerating, but Baby had appeared to have gotten very serious, maybe even sincere, confronting her Warden and leaving little to no space between them.
Knees which even parted, a little, in direct response...
If Rayne could have verbally admonished her, that would be one thing. With the blonde so obviously keen on misinterpreting to her heart's content - and the fact that Rayne was by no means incapable of defending herself... That option was well out of the window. And now Vera was trying to appeal to her sense of duty, things were even more out of Rayne's comfort zone, than ever.
Which meant she was going to do something impulsive, because the ill-tempered redhead operated on a hair-trigger, to say the least. She was so used to lashing out, to going on the offence, that she had to do something.
Dropping the cards, Rayne's patience finally snapped. The dhampir was up close and personal, literally before Baby could blink. There was only so long a personality like that of Baby's warden could tolerate being teased, before needing to seize back any lost control. One hand was gripping tight into Baby's hair and Rayne was holding the girl in such a way, it was unsure if she was about
( ... )
Baby squeaked at the lunge, then giggled, either turned on or just plain crazy. Maybe both, it was Baby. She was unpredictable.
She pouted, unable to move with the force being applied to her hair, and tried to lick Rayne's lips. "You're no fun, Rayne. Not at all. But whatever, you're clearly the one in charge, showing me so well here now, so yeah, I'll listen to anything you say and then some." She paused, adding, "Warden."
A tease, that was what Rayne was. Fucking tease and bitchy and no fun (and beautiful, yes, but...), and Baby was pissed. She had better get something out of this.
That same growl from earlier could be heard and Rayne twisted a little, not quite able to resist a squirm. She needed a way to take the edge off somehow, after all. A ferociously aroused dhampir was a dangerous thing, to say the least and a look somewhere between thirst and anger was shown, at the sight - the audacity - of the blonde's tongue action.
Fucking cow... Don't fuck with me.
But another part of Rayne was thinking exactly the opposite, just as aggressively.
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"HI, Warden Red," Baby cooed, moving into her cabin and cutely tapping the dhampir's nose. "How are you?" She ignored the room and focused on Rayne, staring adoringly. The woman's hair, had it always been so gorgeously red? Contracting nicely with that pale skin of hers...Baby had the urge to touch her cheek, bite her neck (go figure), but she withheld.
For now.
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That, however, was not the half of it. Baby was being awfully... Slinky, wasn't she? Rayne giving a surprised blink to the tap of fingertip to her nose and, really, quite unsure of how to react to something like that. If Baby had acted in such a way under normal circumstances, then that would have been one thing, but clothed like that was a radical change.
Closing the door only after a quick glance had ascertained nothing sharp was in the other woman's hands, it was then that it hit her... That scent. One which Rayne was more than loosely familiar with and, in some cases, even on the barge.
But rarely so strong"I'm, uh..." Fuck, but it had been an age since she had last got laid. Knew what was probably the cause of this, but that made it no less uncomfortable - or easy on herself. "I'm good, V. I'm guessing you're ( ... )
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She was too entranced to notice pictures or desks, bed sheets or lighting. No, right now Vera Ellen only wanted to devour her Warden, visually, perhaps sexually, biting at her lower lip to try and contain herself. "Or, if you'd rather do something else...we have time to pass with this lockdown, right?"
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And this was just... It was unfair, damn it!
At times like these, Rayne considered a severe downgrade in her wardrobe. Preferably, something in wool or... Shit, she didn't know. Beige.
Letting out a strained noise of discomfort, Rayne made a careful, "We, uhhh... That'd probably be real inadviseable, right now..." As much as she was tempted by the idea, Rayne refused to either step forward or away. The latter might show weakness. Instead, she rubbed the back of head with one hand and, squinting at the prospect of needing to avoid sex, suggested, "We could... Play cards, maybe?"
Which, the redhead decided, would've probably sounded lame, even for Reid.
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She leaned forward and set her hands on either of Rayne's knees, her nails embedding themselves softly in the flesh that surrounded them. "But then I couldn't see you every day, Rayne. And I'd miss you and our games. Who's gonna save me if I transfer? You really think all this dysfunction is good for rehabilitation?"
It was the longest sentenced she'd said without cursing. Alright, that was exaggerating, but Baby had appeared to have gotten very serious, maybe even sincere, confronting her Warden and leaving little to no space between them.
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If Rayne could have verbally admonished her, that would be one thing. With the blonde so obviously keen on misinterpreting to her heart's content - and the fact that Rayne was by no means incapable of defending herself... That option was well out of the window. And now Vera was trying to appeal to her sense of duty, things were even more out of Rayne's comfort zone, than ever.
Which meant she was going to do something impulsive, because the ill-tempered redhead operated on a hair-trigger, to say the least. She was so used to lashing out, to going on the offence, that she had to do something.
Dropping the cards, Rayne's patience finally snapped. The dhampir was up close and personal, literally before Baby could blink. There was only so long a personality like that of Baby's warden could tolerate being teased, before needing to seize back any lost control. One hand was gripping tight into Baby's hair and Rayne was holding the girl in such a way, it was unsure if she was about ( ... )
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She pouted, unable to move with the force being applied to her hair, and tried to lick Rayne's lips. "You're no fun, Rayne. Not at all. But whatever, you're clearly the one in charge, showing me so well here now, so yeah, I'll listen to anything you say and then some." She paused, adding, "Warden."
A tease, that was what Rayne was. Fucking tease and bitchy and no fun (and beautiful, yes, but...), and Baby was pissed. She had better get something out of this.
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Fucking cow... Don't fuck with me.
But another part of Rayne was thinking exactly the opposite, just as aggressively.
"If I let go, what're you going to do, Vera...?"
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