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PostSubject: Are You Coming With? : A short Aside   Are You Coming With? : A short Aside EmptySat Apr 03, 2010 8:00 pm

*Grunty curled up, as though he hadn't said anything at
all, her gaze steadily meeting his. "Eh? Where y'all got to go that's so
important we can't chill for awhile, eh? Ies sure the car ride must have y'all
worn out. Heh heh heh..."



She
didn't seem willing to let him go wherever the other was. Namely, she took a
quick glance over to the police and wondered what the relationship of the two
might be.






*Max blinked, "Um, I'm currently being taken
someplace to help train me..." he said, supposing such information
wouldn't hurt to be given, "And we need to get there before
nightfall."






*The fox didn't seem to have the same sense of urgency,
seeming to take the idea of training as some sort of an elaborate joke.
"Train in what? Dyin'? Yer a human, ain't ye? I ain't ever come across a
human I couldn't kill by thinking about it."



She
sat up on her spot, stretching out her body across his legs with a wide and
lazy yawn. "Really, as a human ye ain't got very good prospects for living
other than just staying out of spiritual business, yea? That'd be my advice. Go
back home to the city. Scurry around and hope there's not another... heh...
'gas fire'."



Of
course, by "gas fire" she referred to the common practice of the news
reporting malicious spiritual attacks as "gas fires" or
"hurricanes" or other improbable things. That always irked her a bit.
If she took all the time to blow something up and risk attention by Division
12, she at least wanted credit






*He blinked, a bit unsure what exactly to say at this
point. She was adament on staying put, though he wasn't sure why, "Well...
I would kind of like the use of some form of power..." he said, squirming
just a little bit to see if it would make the other move at all. He really
wasn't sure wether to be happy that a female was so intent on staying in his
lap or disturbed that it was a fox that was



*the female.





*Amused by his apparent lack of comfortableness about the
situation, she finished the loosening of her muscles and her form slowly began
to dissolve into a black mist until only a dark, weighty cloud remained on his
lap. Slowly the fog began to grow, however, and when it cleared a woman sat on
the spot, her skin dark and her hair long and stringy.



She
leaned in once again so her face hovered almost kissing distance from his,
straddling his lap in the narrow passenger's seat. "Power, huh? What makes
ye think ye can even get power the way you is now?"






*Max blushed more now, stuck to the back of his seat as
she moved so close to him. His eyes were wide and his expression a bit
dumbstruck as the fit, seeemingly young, woman now straddled his lap. "I
uh... I don't know... Anything's possible..." he said, though he wasn't
entirely sure if her changing spawned this comment, or just his normal beliefs.






*"Anythin's possible?" she guffawed, leaning back
to release a laugh from her belly. "Anythin's possible! If anythin's
possible, then why am I here, eh? Looks like humans would've done away with
wicked little things like me..."



Her
hips moved gently, a little further forward into his lap and she rested her
hands on the seat on either side of his head, leaning in and looking down on
him. "If we could make things happen just by wanting them... well, ye
think those people I ate wanted me to rip their guts out, huh?"



Truthfully,
it was a more sensitive topic with her, as she once was an angel and had felt
powerless to prevent the heavenly courts from condemning her parents to the
fire pits of Onitoshi where evil spirits waited in anticipation to rip them
apart and feast on their energy, but for now she put those thoughts aside.






*Max blushed a bit more as she moved closer, his pants
suddenly feeling a bit more constricting from the sudden friction. He blinked
and kept his gaze fixed on her as she brought up the humans she had devoured,
"They just didn't give enough..." he said, rather defensive on this
subject as well, "Anybody can achieve anything if they try hard enough,
that doesn't just apply to humans."






*A wicked grin spread across the face of the demoness.
"It's so cute... humans always like to act as though..." her face
lowered until her nose rested against his neck. "...if they was in the
same situation as another one, they would somehow act different..."



Her
tongue came out and she gently ran it along his neck, not really caring what
his reaction would be to the somewhat intimate gesture. "What if I wanted
your body more than you wanted to live, then?" came the purr a few moments
later. "My killing you would be more possible than you living. Your desire
would become an impossibility 'cause of my trying harder than you. Heh
heh..."






*A cold shiver ran up and down his spine from her tongue,
more pressure meeting the inside of his pants. There was no denying that his
neck was a major weakspot, sexually speaking, and she hit it dead on.
"That's... exactly it..." he said, his hands unintentionally moving
to her outter thighs, "If one's desire and power are greater than the
other's, they will win... Simple as that..."



*"But the temple will train me, give me more
knowledge, and maybe more power to meet my desires with..."






*By this point she could feel his "mood", so to
speak, and she found it somewhat satisfying how she could arouse such a
reaction in him. She arched her back slightly at the touch of his hand and
brought her arms around him. It seems he was agreeing with her in a way. Her
simple, bestial logic seemed infallible, to her at least. Losing arguments always
put her in a combative mood. "Oh?" she said, sitting up and looking
him in the eyes, her nose wrinkled as though she'd suddenly smelled something
offensive. "Is that where y'all are going? To the Sacred Hunters?"






*Max blinked, "I guess so... whoever is in the
temple..." he said, seeing her upset look and feeling a bit more flustered
with her arms about him, "Like I said... I need training..." he spoke
assuredly, knowing that it would provide training of some sort.






*"Oh fuck that shit..." she said, without raising
her voice or changing her volume at all, instead electing to snuggle up against
him. "Generally humans in temples use their abilities to mess my kind up,
yea? What would make me want to let you go there, huh? Would be stupid on my
part... heh..."



She
wore fingerless gloves on her hands, and one of these gloved hands wandered
down to the cloth above his lap to provoke him further. "Could just enjoy
ya here and then ye can come back as a spirit... like me. Ye might not remember
yer past life, but that's fine. Ye'd have powers."






*He shivered, his erection growing more as he raised his
head a bit, his spine arched slightly, "Th-that's just it... I rather like
my body, and my memory..." he said quite plainly, quite obviously having
at least a few thoughts from his lower head filling his mind. "And even if
they choose to fight you, that isn't why I'm going to them..."






*She smirked again. How nice, this time she didn't even
have to use drugs. "I like your body too, but that ain't important. I seen
a couple spirits have a memory of how they die. I guess it depends on the
spirit really. I ain't got no memories 'cause I was never human."



Slowly,
she began to not so much unfasten the material about his waistline so much as
trim it off with a single nail without looking, but once that task was
accomplished, she seemed to hesitate, her brow furrowing. "Of course it
ain't why you're going I suppose..." her accent fading halfway through the
sentence. "...but once you get there, they aren't just going to teach you
for free. They're going to want you to accept their ways, their...
philosophies..."






*He tensed a bit, partially from the sudden feeling of
fresh air in his pants, and partially from her comment. That was disturbing to
him, moreso than just about anything he had learned prior. He was free
spirited, that was always his one golden possession, his freedom. It was the
one thing he would never sacrifice. "P-pardon?"






*She put a hand against her chin and looked at him
quizzically. "You don't think they're just going to teach you without a
promise of loyalty, huh? They call themselves 'sacred' for a reason. They
aren't going to want you to just learn all you can and do whatever you want
with the skills they teach you. What sense would that make? You might even
elect to use your powers against them too if that was the case."



Her
eyes narrowed and she moved forwards again, smiling in his face. "But if
you managed to learn on your own... well, you'd only be accountable to yourself
for what you learned, huh?"






*Max pondered on that, unsure whether or not to listen to
Brice or her now. What she said did make sense, in a somewhat twisted way, but
it did. He wished to become a Hitorinji if it was the ONLY way to be able to
use magic of any kind, but not if it meant giving up his independance and
freedom.



*"I suppose..." he said, looking to her,
"But... I still want to hear their side first."






*The woman licked her lips. "Ah... cute how you think
you have options..." she'd murmur, her voice coming back into its usual
gruffness. She ran her tongue gently down his throat again and sticking her
hand rather unabashedly down the front of his partially torn pants. "What
if I don't want ye to hear their side, eh?"






*He shivered, his erection
welcomely greeting the attention though he, himself, wasn't so sure if he
wanted it, "I'm sorry, but you won't change my mind," he said through
heavy breathing, "If they try to rob me of my freedom, they won't get me
for a moment. But I need to hear what their side is." he spoke adamantly,
his muscles tensing, including the hands on her thighs, "Don't get me
wrong, I'd



*love to have fun with you, but..." he attempted to
scoot back in the car seat, "I do need to do this, for my own sake."






*Any distance he would be able to scoot would be followed
up by the humanoid vixen spirit. "Heh heh..." she continued
mirthfully, her carnivorous instincts urging her to continue this game.
"So you'd rather I killed ye before ye changed yer mind? It's not them
keepin ye I'm worried about. Then again... ye is human, right? No reason why
you shouldn't take their side. It's not like I really give a damn about
creatures like ye, so it'd probably be in yer best interests to just stick with
yer own kind."



As
she spoke, she gradually lowered her head. The backing up of the car seat gave
her a bit of extra room to work, but in the same manner she'd been licking his
neck she now
ran her
tongue once and quickly across the warm object she'd been sitting on ever since
she'd seen fit to move into the
passenger seat. "I guess ye ain't got no reason to trust me..."









He shivered, letting out a light sigh, "I-if you
don't want me on your side, why are you... t-trying to seduce me?" he
asked, somewhat uncomfortably. The truth was he REALLY wanted her now, but he
wasn't really sure what she was aiming for, "Why don't you want me hearing
their side...?"






*The woman simply sat there for a minute, ponderously
studying his
balls. Despite her somewhat animalistic outlook on life,
sometimes questions caused her to grow philosophical. "Hearing ain't the
problem," she replied at length, her brow furrowed in thought. "Ye
can hear all ye like, but hypothetically speaking, why would I want ye
stronger? I like stuff the way it is. I get to enjoy ye humans, ye can't do
anything about it; if I get hungry or otherwise want ye dead, I can do it with
very few issues. Even if ye didn't reciprocate my... lust I think y'all call
it, I could force the issue if I chose. It's when y'all start training that
things grow troublesome, eh?" It seemed a satisfactory explanation of what
went on in her head over these past few moments, at least it seemed so to the
spirit. "And ye interpret this as seducing. I would disagree."



She resumed licking once again, but seemed to be
less of a hurry this time, her tongue slowly working from the root upwards.






*He shivered, his erect member twitching
slightly as she did this. "Then what... eactly, would you call it?"
he asked, his hands moving to her shoulders.






*A noise not unlike purring seemed to be coming from
nowhere in particular, a rather odd trait the spirit inherited from a feline
ancestor. Yet, she paused to look up at the male's face. "Seduce... puh...
that implies I care what ye think..."



Score
one for me, she thought, pleased at the cleverness and curtness of the answer
as
she worked
his length back into her mouth
. She couldn't
be sure how long it would be before the cop came around to check out what was
going on, but she wondered if she'd be able to hit him without accidentally
roasting this human she thought was cute as well.









*He let out a soft gasp of
unintentional pleasure. He looked down to her, unable to argue with her strain
of logic, but realizing that meant she'd take him no matter how willing, or
unwilling, he was... She had more power, and seemingly and equal, if not
greater desire, to have him. "Perhaps... you'd like a deal, then?"






*Smirking, she released his
member from the influence of
her tongue and
looked devillishly up at him. "Ies listening."






*"Let me hear what the temple dwellers have to say,
and if I don't like their option, you can SHOW me the better paths." he
said, looking down to her, his breathing a bit rigid. "And no matter what,
I'll help you fulfill your lust..."






*What an interesting fellow this one turned out to be. She
had to admire his guts in trying to deal with her in this sort of way. Usually
only incubi could get away with such an offer, but she felt like making an
exception for this one. After all, he seemed to be spiritually aware, which she
guessed had the effect of attracting attention from the wandering artifacts,
the things that make incubi and lycans and seers and all host of other half
spirit people what they were. Likely there remained little time for him to
enjoy life as a pure human. "Ah ha ha... yer so cute, yea? I'll let you go
for just that if you want."



Her
grin held many fewer malicious properties now that she saw he had balls...
err... courage rather.






*He blinked, a bit shocked that she was actually
accepting his terms, "A-alright... Is there any way I have to seal the
deal or anything?" he asked, referring to a motly assortment of etiquette
and spiritual bindings commonly portrayed in 'sealing' a contract.






*The woman pulled herself forward until she sat on his lap
once again. "Do you like money?"



Not
only had she asked the question with perfect grammar, but from the way she
asked it she seemed to think it an answer to his previous inquiry.






*He blinked, looking to her,
his erection rubbing between her legs
as
she straddles him once more, "Uh... um... I guess so..." he said, his
hands now resting on her thighs once more, "So long as it doesn't tie me
down..."






*The purring continued, seeming unrelated to her speech.
"I'll buy you a helicopter. How'd you like a helicopter, huh?"



She
liked the thought of him inside of her, but she did possess forethought. Not
only did the police guy probably have a gun, but there were a number of things
in an abandoned area like this, and to her feral mind, freedom of movement when
in the open was always very important.



"Rather,
I want to know if you'd like a job."






*He blinked, she was offering him a job? That was...
unexpected, "Um... what kind of job?" he asked, his hands staying
fixed on her legs, though his fingers twitched a bit eagerly. Part of him
really wished she hadn't stopped... attending... to him.






*"Ah, real simple. Requires a certain... moral
flexibility... well, scratch that. Requires
overall flexibility..." she ground herself on
his lap slowly, absent in mind to the action. "I
sort of lead a big outfit, you know? The last guy who I
offered the job to sort of upped and disappeared, but yea. My job's pretty
stressful. I might need someone fun to unwind with. Nothin complicated or
demandin at all. I take care of my own, eh?"






*He gave a light gasp at the
sudden friction, "Y..." he gasped lightly, his hands moving slowly
towards her ass. She was
making it rather difficult to
reason out of this, "You want me as a sex toy?" he asked, blushing a
bit and confused at this akward event. However, more akward was the fact that
he actually considered it.






*Smiling sunnily, she said, "You really shouldn't
think of it that way. You should think of it as an offer you can't refuse. Not
only do you get to survive this encounter, but you'll get quite a bit of money
out of the deal... an easy life and protection from others like me until you're
strong enough to take care of yourself. How does three thousand a week
sound?"



The
spirit's hand came to rest against the other's cheeks and she gazed into his
eyes. "There's the small matter of having to not mind Strangers dying, but
they won't be people you know and you won't have to watch if you don't want
to."









*The mention of death brought a
definate flare to his eyes, one of concern for what he was getting himself
into. "Why would they be dying?" he asked, more serious now, his
hands stopped still as stone and his body becoming more rigid. While he was by
no means the dali lammah, he also was by no means evil. He wouldn't kill or let
others be killed without reason.






*"A good question," she began, his sudden
stiffness something she somewhat suspected from this situation, no pun
intended. Her sanguinely cheery manner failed to disperse at his sudden
strictness about this moral matter. She'd have to ease him into the possibilities,
which in itself became a game. You can't just dump a toad in boiling water, you
have to start the water off cold and gradually turn up the heat if you want it
to not hop out. "Who could know? There are many, many bad people in the
Commons where we're at, I should know. I have enemies who are drug dealers who
don't take too kindly to me still, though I no longer deal in such
things."






*He looked her over a bit more cautiously now, "I
only fight for defense." he said plainly,
his member losing its
stiffness while his other mucles remained a bit firm, "If you kill others
for sport or mere enjoyment, I'm afraid I cannot accept the job." While
she hadn't said it, she had already shown it was unwise to fully trust her
first words.






*At heart, the spirit was a salesman, though she'd given up
pushing some time ago. Selling this position, if she succeeded, would provide
her a sense of accomplishment, and thus she persisted. "Oh, I'm not asking
you to kill anyone, my good man, but would you be okay with us allowing known
killers to kill other human beings? Even your friend out there, the police,
will kill if it can save innocent lives, no? It's a net gain when you take a
life to save others."






*His eyes averted momentarily, thinking before looking
back to her, "Then what EXACTLY would be my role in all this? I'm a
photographer and a freerunner, what would your little organization need of
me?"






*"Sex," she purred, resting her hand on his
thigh. "Seriously, that's it. If you'd like to try to climb to a more
important position, you can feel free, but..." and she winked.
"...you'd be getting paid out of my check."



She'd
lost eye contact for a moment, though, and in her mind that was a bad sign.
"I guess you could also get us some pictures for the monthly newsletter or
something..." she murmured, looking doubtfully up at the ceiling. "Or
some photos for the scrapbook..."






*He chuckled at the later two comments on his skill then
looked to her, "So just sex? You want me for that and that alone?" he
asked, actually playing with the idea. With her attitude it seemed logical she
would do something of the like, but it was still curious, "Why me,
then?"






*"Why you?" she seemed a little confused by the
question, as she'd never considered why she picked this one outside of just
instinct. "Because you're cute and manageable..."



The
answer felt insensitive to say, but she wasn't really one for sensitivity.
"Perhaps I want you for company as well. I don't see many humans that I
don't just..." she paused to clear her throat. "Most normal humans
can't really see me."






*He blinked, looking to her, confused to this statement,
but immediately gaining a grasp on just why that was. But that meant... he
saw... spirits... His mind tumbled and wound around this idea, and the fact
that he hadn't seen any strange ethereal beings wandering about, a confusing
prospect given how many deaths occured daily. "I... see..." he
said, his hands sliding
towards her rear once more,



*"Three thousand a week, huh?" he asked, eyeing
her over. Odd she wanted to pay him for something he was willing to do for free
only a short while ago, though now it would be affiliated to an organization.






*She leaned forwards a bit to get his hand better access.
"Well, you'd be on call, right? It isn't much if you go by hourly pay
rate. Three thousand divided by seven is what, around... 420 a day, which I
guess divided by five days a week, we'll just pretend those two days account
for the time I tend to sleep, is about eight and a half dollars... well, that
and I don't want you going off and being a toy for someone else, eh? I knew
this chick named Tairesha, and she got pai
d about three thousand a week shaking her ass every Monday through Friday for some drug lord and his
friends. He had enough to afford quite a few chicks too..."



She
frowned at the thought. No doubt he possessed more wealth than she... this
employer Tairesha had found. "I'd recommend you use it to build your nest
egg."






*He took the granted access
with a light smirk, holding her cheeks firmly, "I see..." he said,
looking her over as his
hands rubbed lightly, "Would I
be just yours or am I going to be passed around like a peace pipe?" he
asked, half-jokingly.






*She sat there, enjoying the
feeling of being groped and thinking for a moment about t
he others currently in her organization. While at one point
she had a bunch of men, now only two little girls and a leprecaun remained... a
green leprecaun. The only one who really seemed of age to take advantage of his
services might be her apprentice. "You know... I'll be straight with you.
I haven't thought about it, but would you have any particularily strong
objections to being perhaps... bitten? I mean, it can be fixed pretty easily
afterwards but I heard it feels pretty good, yea?"



Then
there was the issue of the normal grunts in the organization. They might be
interested, but she'd cross that bridge when she got to it, she finally
decided.






*He thought about it, "Alright, I don't have a
problem being bitten, but I bite back." he said, a slight smirk evident,
"And if I don't want them, I should be able to refuse them, since I will
technically be the boss's, right?" he asked, pulling her a bit closer now.






*The woman's attention came back to carnal matters. Things
seemed terribly quiet around the police vehicle except for them, and a sense of
security began to come over her as she felt the warmth of his body and
remembered how messed up his pants were. "Yea... unless I say you have to.
Heh... you don't mind stripping, do you?"



One
hand slipped gently around his waist while the other worked at the button of
her pants. "You are gonna be paid a lot, after all..."






*He smiled lightly, looking
down to her now partially undone pants, his member growing more erect once
more,
"I suppose not, I will be
getting payed quite a bit for it." he said, his hands sliding up to her
hips now~






*"Then consider this your audition, eh?"


Working off the barrier, it would become apparent
that she wasn't wearing any underwear, and once her pants were carelessly
thrown outside the vehicle, she wouldn't waste any time sticking his length
into the very warm, and by now very moist recesses of her body. She moaned out
and shivered with the self-imposed penetration and for a moment simply lay atop
him, her body completely relaxed.
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Why thank you, Grunty ^^

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