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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[mr_chekov]

"I am still on the werge of shooting someone." She gave a fair warning, confused for a moment as to how the hell after seeing her mother Lyon thought she could possibly be in the mood to screw. If anything she wanted to find the closest punching bag and take out some of her locked up aggression and upset out on that instead and try to ignore the resurfacing memories of her neglect and loneliness as a child."I wouldn't recomend getting too close just now." Most of all they were keeping her most closely guarded memories of her father to surface and with it the anger she felt at Kata for finding it so easy just to forget her father and move on in a matter of months. Pasha would never be able to forget her father, regardless of the short period of time she spent with him

[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.]

[anotherargeneau]

With a low growl of appreciation for Pasha's impressive flexibility Lyon released his grip on her hip and traced a single finger down the length of her spine from the base of her skull to the top of her tight little ass. He squeezed her rump once, hard, before leaning forward to capture one voluptuous breast. He kneaded it roughly and tweaked her nipple as he continued to plow into her mercilessly, his cocking stiffening inside her and stretching her inner walls to the fullest. Lyon made another low, lustful sound deep in his chest and gave Pasha's ponytail a gentle tug just because he could.

[mr_chekov]

The finger trailing down the length of her spine caused an unmistakable shiver to run down it's length. Merely a knee jerk reaction. Pasha bit down on her lower lip to try and stifle at least some of her moaning. It was embarassing how it echoed around the gymnasium and it had just sunk in that, yes, it actually was her second time fucking in the gym and that was a really odd new kink. Although technically it stemmed from an already existing kink of fighting, Pasha was a little preoccupied to be thinking about that just now. She kept her rhythm of pushing back in time with Lyon's thrusts.

[anotherargeneau]

"We do seem to be making a habit of this," Lyon grunted out with a quiet chuckle in response to Pasha's unspoken realization. He gave her nipple one last sharp pinch before releasing her breast. He wanted to see her shiver again, so he placed his index finger at the nape of her neck and drew little circles against her skin as he worked his way down her smooth back with tantalizing slowness. When he reached her bottom he gave the taunt flesh a light slap before wrapping his arm around her narrow waist and hugging her tightly to him. Tightening his grip on her ponytail Lyon began to pound the little Russian as hard as he could, using the arm around her waist to help keep her from moving around too much.

[mr_chekov]

"You think?" She replied as dryly and sarcastically as she could when she was being screwed. The pattern being traced down her back was oddly delicate in comparison with the situation at hand, the shiver running down her spine once again. Pasha gave a little yelp at the light slap to her behind, jerking in her movements slightly and giving a loud moan as a result of it. Spanking was sort of kinda a major kink of hers.

She squirmed slightly- if only for the sake of putting up a token protest -as Lyon curled his arm around her and started to pound into her properly, causing her breasts to bounce and jiggle with the movement. Unable to help herself she began to curse in whimpering tones of Russian.

[anotherargeneau]

"So you liked that, huh?" Lyon released Pasha's ponytail and briefly cupped her ass before giving it another light swat. He would have preferred to be able to pull her hair and spank her at the same time, but he was plowing into her so hard that he didn't dare remove the arm from her waist. Without the added support the force of his thrusts just might start pushing Pasha across the floor. So instead he swatted he swatted her ass for a third time, putting just a little more force into the blow than before.

[mr_chekov]

Pasha gave a whimper and jerkily bobbed her head. "Fuck!" She mewled. "Da. Y-Yes." It was just plain old rude not to answer other people's questions properly after all. She was silently glad of the arm around her middle, supporting her and keeping her from bouncing forward. The swat stung slightly and she knew even the slightest hit was bound to show up bright red against her pale skin. She gave a throaty moan at the next slap to her rear, the mix of pleasure and pain intoxicating almost, sending a flush of heat and lust through her body.

[anotherargeneau]

The spike in Pasha's arousal hit Lyon like a psychic freight train, causing the young Immortal to groan loudly from behind clenched teeth. It felt so good that he almost lost it, but Lyon had always had excellent self control and was able to recover before it was too late. Grinning wickedly to himself at just how much Pasha got off on getting spanked, Lyon proceeded to do just that, swatting her pert little bottom after every few thrusts. He made his hits as random as possible just to keep her guessing and was determined to keep it up until he made her come.