Hunting?

[•Mouse•]

" Been to The loony bin darling. It was boring, and those straight jackets can't handle me." Maeve chuckled. Hearing the words girlfriend she smiled mentally but didn't show she had taken any notice of it, yet. Her eyes watched his claws intensely. As he removed a chunk of her breath caught in her chest. What I could do with tho- NO! Maeve, behave yourself. Not in the forest. Though it could be Fun. No, no no!![/i] Her mental battle raged on in such a manor and if she could she would tell herself to shut up. But, that would make it obvious that Maeve had been subscribed to having paranoia-schizophrenia. A very slight case as it may be, it was still there.

Watching him rip another chunk of wood off the tree, Maeve had to divert her attention to the ground. A hand rested on her chin in a fist and her teeth dug hard into her index finger. Slowly, her eyes went back to Ven and she dropped her head. Small beads of blood had appeared in the teeth marks on her finger but she didn't seem to care much at all.

" Strong as I may be, Everyone has there weaknesses." Maeve stated, closing the gab between them. She didn't do anything, hands at her side, eyes boring into his. The blood from the bite-mark spiraled down her finger and fell in small droplets to the ground. She casually brought it to her lips and sucked at the wound as if it were a natural reaction. To many it was too. However, she would move he finger a little to remove the trail of blood and return to the source.

[Ven]

"Well you've been holding up pretty good so far." Ven replied, his voice still sounding pleased. His clawed hand reached to her. One of his fingers reached even farther foreward, just barely resting beneath her chin, making contact with her skin, but hardly anymore than that.

"Now lets see how long you can last, eh?" He said, his voice not even partially sarcastic now, this had officially become mad fun. his otherf ingers came up to her chin in a wave, all hardly making contact.

He then rippled his clawed fingers allong her chin, each one barely making contact every now and then.

[•Mouse•]

" I can gaurentee that this will do nothing more than tickle." She laughed softly as the claws gently tapped at her chin. But she felt the small touch as if it were a hammer falling. It didn't have to be much to catch the attention of the young woman. However, the only way to see how long she would last would be by adding a little more pain.

" Do you enjoy being tempting to someone?" She pressed herself closer, just so she could be. There was a playful smile on her lips, and one brow raised just enough to make it seem as if she was hinting at something. However, she wasn't. By now she had allowed her hand to drop to her side again, this time the same slightly damaged finger played with Ven's belt loop at his hip.

[Ven]

"Well madam I must say be tempting is much more enjoyable than being hated." He responded calmly, though he knew he most likely would crack first.

There has to be some way to win this! Ven thought to himself, almost considering it a contest now. He hated loosing.

Come on think.....think, think, oh wait......yes, that will work. He thought silently, grinning for seemingly no reason.

"Well how about this madam." He said, assuming she knew iot was a contest too, the there was the given probability she didn't.

"You do your best, and then I'll do mine. We'll see who really is stronger willed.

[•Mouse•]

" That's not exactly fair on you girlfriends side. She doesn't have claws. However, she does have boobs. Those could be useful." Maeve stated, speaking of herself in the third person. She pressed herself into Ven a bit more, her other hand finding the belt loop at his hip. Index fingers hooked onto them and tugged gently. As she stood, Maeve adjusted herself against Ven so that (at the right angle) he could see clear down his shirt all the way to her belly button.

It is so on.[/i] Giggled Maeve's mentaliy. A smirk curved her lips and she nibbled at the bottom in a sensual manor. A thought struck her, and made her smile even more. At her whim, the belt loops her fingers had taken hold of, slowly began to turn to ash and fell to the ground. Her hands worked their way to the belt loops further back and slowly turned those to ash as well.

[Ven]

Damnit. Ven thought silently to himself, his head invulontarily looking.

And she thought I didn't play fair. He had almost completely forgotten whatever he was thinking of before. She had beaten him, he knew it, and she most likely knew it. The only matter was seeing if he coud make any attempt at causing her to loose as well, which in all actuality there was a very slim chance of happening.

"That she does." His said, his eyes still fixated despite his attempts to tear them away.

[•Mouse•]

" Do I win, My dear?" She questioned in that flirtatious manor. Maeve smiled, knowing his eyes were now fixed exactly on what she had wanted them fixed on. Victory had to be her's now. Her smile showed triumph and she couldn't help but feel the need to do a victory dance. However, she controlled her self wonderfully and gently reached for his chin, raising it a bit so he would look her in the eyes.

" Admit defeat." She said softly bringing her face mere inches from his, more tempting, more teasing. It was what Maeve did. Maybe if he admitted defeat she would reward him with a kiss and her pressence in a sunbathing session or something. Who knew, it was all up to Ven.

[Ven]

"Fine." Ven muttered, semi-unhappily, though he knew that in saying he lost there was probably some kind prize for him.

"I admit that you win, I lost, and my claws are in no comparison to-" he sighed heavily once again attempting to tear hsi eyes away.
"Those."

[•Mouse•]

" That'sa good boy." She said, moving enough to make his view obscured. She pushed her lips to his softly, only giving a small kiss before pulling away. " Now, as a reward to giving into me. There are a few options." Maeve stated, hands firmly grasping his shirt. She smiled teasingly as she continued to list the prizes.

" One: You can request me to join you in sunbathing anytime. Or, we could pick up where we left off when Carmela interupted us. Then there is option three where you get to somewhat choose almost anything. So, pick wisely." She knew these were all things that she would do on an ordinary day if asked, but what did she care? She'd enjoy any of the three, it was just a question of which he would prefer.

[Ven]

"Well let's see," Ven said scratching his chin in false contemplation.

"Considering that carmela will, going by logical reason be back in aabout five minutes I'd say option one would be far too short, also considering that my brain is way to razzled to think of abovery *friendly* personely anything at the momment."

Did I seriously just say razzled? Ven thought silently, though he acted as thoug nothing had happened.

"I'd say that a sun bathing period would best serve us. Meet me on the roof later, I'll give you a time, and uhh, if you really want to enjoythe expierence of soaking in the heat I might suggest wearing a bathing suit." Ven explained happily

"However until then, it's cold, I'm cold-blooded, which essentially means I'm tired." hhe transformed into a snake and slithered up to her shoulder againn.

"So it would be much appreciated if I could hitch a ride back to school."

[•Mouse•]

" Oh, my bathing suit? Heh. Right, if I have one. I don't remember if I bought one or not." Laughed Maeve, she gave Ven's snake-from a silly look but she smiled and nodded. But, before saying anything else Carmela came back looking a little upset.

" No mushrooms." Sighed the girl.
" That's alright we're heading back to the school." explained Maeve. Carmela's observent eyes fell on the snake which had the same powers as Ven. So by basic thought she knew it was him in one of his many forms. The girl began to lead the way and Maeve fallowed rather simply.
" What time would you like my presence on the roof?" Questioned Maeve, softly to the snake alone. Carmela seemed off in her own world and didn't seem to take any notice as she hummed softly.

[Ven]

"Just meet me at around ten tomorrow." Ven hissed softly. His whole bodyy coild up around her throat loosely, like some kind of necklace.

"Trust me it won't be quite as exciting as this was, at least normally, unless you decide to make things more......worthwhile." He continued, settling himself in more comfortably, so that his body relaxed even more, his muscles loosening and forming around her body.

[•Mouse•]

" When I'm involved, things tend to get more exciting then expected." Maeve stated, a warm hand reached up and settled on the coils about her neck, as if to insure he wouldn't fall down her shirt again. " And if I'm running around in my bathing suite...It's going to be far more interesting than you expect." Mumbled the girl, smirking wickedly. The hand on his coils carressed a small area of the scales tenderly, something she had done out of habbit.