[Faith] Prowl
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Who: Faith
Where: Outside the Staff
When: Day 24, Evening
Invited: Kenzaki
Status: Incomplete
Faith enjoyed sparring. She especially enjoyed sparring when her partner could keep up with her and took a lot more than a few punches and kicks to actually bruise. It took a bit of pantomime to get Kenzaki to stop holding back at first and to understand that Faith really could roll with the punches, but once she did they both got quite the workout.
Of course, expending energy in that way, and with such frequent body-to-body contact, by the time they called it quits, Faith's body was gearing up and ready for another type of workout entirely. The fact that Kenzaki was some sort of alien didn't bother her in the least; after all, Buffy banged Angel and while being a great guy, he was pretty much a lifeless corpse.
(Besides, the boy has all the right equipment,) Faith noted. There really wasn't a way to go head-to-head and do full on body contact sparring without noticing where all the good bits were located. (Question is, do the parts all work?)
(Only one way to find out.) Faith thought for a moment, realizing that the language barrier might be a problem. (Then again, I never really had to rely on my mouth to get my message across.)
"Good match," Faith told Kenzaki sincerely. She drifted further into his personal space than warranted now that the sparring session was over. Very much further into his personal space, stopping when she was close enough to run her fingers down his chest, and give him a lascivious smile that could hardly be mistaken for platonic friendliness. "But working out like that always gets me, I don't know, even more worked up, you know what I'm saying?" She stepped closer, her body mere inches from him, open and inviting.
Where: Outside the Staff
When: Day 24, Evening
Invited: Kenzaki
Status: Incomplete
Faith enjoyed sparring. She especially enjoyed sparring when her partner could keep up with her and took a lot more than a few punches and kicks to actually bruise. It took a bit of pantomime to get Kenzaki to stop holding back at first and to understand that Faith really could roll with the punches, but once she did they both got quite the workout.
Of course, expending energy in that way, and with such frequent body-to-body contact, by the time they called it quits, Faith's body was gearing up and ready for another type of workout entirely. The fact that Kenzaki was some sort of alien didn't bother her in the least; after all, Buffy banged Angel and while being a great guy, he was pretty much a lifeless corpse.
(Besides, the boy has all the right equipment,) Faith noted. There really wasn't a way to go head-to-head and do full on body contact sparring without noticing where all the good bits were located. (Question is, do the parts all work?)
(Only one way to find out.) Faith thought for a moment, realizing that the language barrier might be a problem. (Then again, I never really had to rely on my mouth to get my message across.)
"Good match," Faith told Kenzaki sincerely. She drifted further into his personal space than warranted now that the sparring session was over. Very much further into his personal space, stopping when she was close enough to run her fingers down his chest, and give him a lascivious smile that could hardly be mistaken for platonic friendliness. "But working out like that always gets me, I don't know, even more worked up, you know what I'm saying?" She stepped closer, her body mere inches from him, open and inviting.
[Kenzaki] Maybe still
Date: 2007-01-14 04:45 am (UTC)He'd probably need to spend some time absorbing energy, but he could do that outside while keeping watch. His guard duty was over, but after all, he didn't sleep. What better thing to do than to keep an eye on things? After all, he hadn't claimed a bunk, not needing one. He borrowed the shower for cleaning and the bath for relaxing, and the bathroom in general for changing clothes. He kept his few clothes and belongings in there, but in a place where he could quickly retrieve them if needed.
Feisu-san strode right into his personal space, as he noticed she tended to do with anybody who caught her fancy or attention. His breath caught as her fingers trailed down his chest, and the smile that she gave him promised a workout in some ways not unlike what they'd just finished... though of a far more personal manner.
He'd often wondered, ever since his blood had turned green, if he was still capable of that basic human task. From what he was feeling it was like he'd never changed, never became Undead. Admittedly, he had little to no experience in that area, but he was familiar with the feeling. He briefly wondered if some of the high-level Undead had ever slept with humans, and was thankful that their emulation of human forms shouldn't make them capable of having kids with their human partners. At least he hoped so.
But Feisu-san's ministrations were distracting him, and he had a sudden urge to find out if that part of him, unlike so many of his basic biological fuctions, had changed. He smiled at Feisu-san, signalling his acceptance.
OOC
Date: 2007-01-14 03:23 pm (UTC)OOC
Date: 2007-01-18 06:13 pm (UTC)Re: OOC
Date: 2007-01-18 08:06 pm (UTC)Oh, wait, that hasn't happened yet. Okay, I got nuthin!
[Faith] Rounding First and Really Turning It On
Date: 2007-01-23 02:15 am (UTC)She lunged at him, not that there was that far to go with the minute space between them, and grabbing his shirt front, pulled his mouth down to hers. Despite her quick and forceful moves, the kiss wasn't overpowering or violent. Hungry, eager and probing, yes; Faith tested the waters and poured herself into the kiss little by little inch-by-inch. She used her mouth, her lips, her teeth and her tongue to start the fires that her body would delight in bringing to full blaze later.
[Kenzaki] Catching on, possibly
Date: 2007-01-24 03:03 am (UTC)At least Feisu-san wouldn't likely want more than a one-night stand; she seemed to not be the commitment type. Once her curiosity was satisfied - for she had to know that he wasn't human - she'd be sleeping with someone else.
All of that was driven out of his mind as one of her hands started drifting down and the kiss became more intense.