Sunbathing [[Should]] Be a Sport

[•Mouse•]

Maeve winked at him and slipped her arms around his neck to bring his face close. Eyes focused on his claws for a second and the thought of having those touch her drove her even more battty. " You keep flaunting those around and I will have no choice but put the handcuffs on!" She said with a seductive smile. She pulled, with one hand, her nightgown off so she stood in bathing suite once more.

" What'll it be, Sweetheart? Do you want me to wear the handcuffs, do you want to, or shall we use those later!?" Came the simple question. She had stebbed back and held the handcuffs and keys out before her with one hand.

[Ven]

"Well for safety reasons I think I'll respond in the following way." He snapped the handcuffs around her wrists in one swift motion.

"Sooooooooooo" He said, his own voice taking on a new sultry hiss. His clawed hands then grabbed her upper arms, he wasn't squeezing, just pushing in his finger tips enough for the tops of her arms to feel it. he slowly moved them up to her shoulders, letting the rough claws scrape her slightly on the way up.

"Now then, I believe it's your turn to respond." Ven whispered to her gently, bringing his head close to her own.

[•Mouse•]

The snap of the handcuffs around her wrist made her smile pure seduction. This was actually what she had wanted. And as he took on that sultry tone she smiled even more. The touch of his claws sliding up her arms made the girl close her eyes from the pure pleasure. Her lip would be bleeding if she continued to bite it as fiercly as she was. Oh, she didn't care anymore. She would reply with actions towards his little teasing statement. She managed to drap her handcuffed arms around the boy's neck so it was him and her virtually locked in place now. She drew closer, and smiled so sweetly. There were no words as she leaned up and their lips crashed together. It was fiery, demanding. Powerful as the kiss was she wanted more, and made it apparent by pulling on her arms which inturn forced his head into the kiss more.

Maeve couldn't care any less on which one of them it was but, she wanted to have one of them pinned against the wall or the chair. If she was pinned to the wall, she'd wrap her legs about his waist and keep herself locked in that kiss. The chair, it would probably be the same. By now, Ven knew that Maeve was driven by desire, lust and her sadistic tendencies. The mroe pain inflicted the more passionate she became. Many times before, Ven had met her expectations. It was a give in he wasn't going to let her down.

The pressure of his lips on hers was intense by now, but it was so obvious she didn't want it to end. This was the fun she had spoken of, the excitement she hadn't had the first half and hour or so of this whole day. I want more. More pain, more kissing, more touching!! Now![/i] Her mind screamed at her time and time again. It was begging in silence that Ven gave into the demands of a bit more pain, a bit more contact. One touch from those claws on the middle of her back and she'd go weak in the knees. One small scratch on the hip and she'd probably stop breathing for a second. A well placed claw with the proper pressure and Maeve would be his.

All he had to do was find those sensitive spots, those tender places which would drive the young woman insane. Just a few well placed movements. Ven's smart, he'll figure it out.[/i] It seemd her mind was hoping the boy was smart and was able to figure out where to place a claw and that in the place where shoulder meets neck, that juncture, a well placed suckle and he'd get a wide variety of reactions from the girl.

But, he would have to figure that out on his own.

[Ven]

While Ven found himself locked in the kiss hhe had started to build up an immunity to his tendancy of forgetting what was happening around him while he was kissing her. He know had reached a point where he could remain concious enough to keep himself functioning, moving around, doing as he really wanted.

His hands began to move around. He let them flow over her, finding pressure spots that he knew most people had, the spot right where someone's neck met their shoulders, beneath the ribs, the center of the back, and right where someone's hips reached their spine. Whenever he felt himself finding a pressure point that she had, He would work his claws around, barely breaking her skin, leaving small cuts in the thin stenciled shape of a large "V".

However his kiss still remained in full swing. He began to walk around, still keeping her close, until he eventually had her cornered against a wall.

[•Mouse•]

She felt the cuts, each one sending her a tingle through her body and into her brain. It buzzed about up their, knocking more thoughts loose and sending her into a frenzy. With ever mark he left, there was another moan into the kiss. And the one at her neck-shoulder junction brought her almost to her knees, but with shcokingl steady legs she fallowed his every movement. Teeth gently nibbled his lips before her mind was preoccupied with that kiss once more.

Maeve felt herself pushed into a corner, and grinned into the kiss, only breaking it so she could speak from the corner of her mouth. " You are smart, can you read minds?" She asked before pressing her lips back into full contact. With great care, Maeve positioned herself comfortably between the corner and Ven. Then, with shcoking easy pulled herself into the air enough to wrap her thighs about his waist and lock her legs at the ankles behind his back.

It seemd to take forever for the young woman to remove her lips from his. And when she was only inches away from them, she caught her breathe and chuckled softly." You own me now, huh?" She seemd to gasp, her lungs demanding a bit more are. The subject of this statement was the V's found at random places on her body. The on her neck and shoulder, the on at her hip, the ribs and the center of her back. The marks bleed only a bit, small little beads that never left the cut and she didn't seem to care.

The hands behind his head, handcuffed at the wrist still, rest loosely over his shoulders. Though they were fun, she wouldn't be able to nearly half of the things she was thinking about doing. " It doesn't matter." She said to herself, speaking of the handcuffs which clinked to gether as she kiss Ven's lips softly once more. But, the kiss was a brief brush and she planted one on his left cheek, nipped at his earlope, then sucked at his neck, teeth brushing agaisnt the skin teasingly.

[Ven]

Ven grinned watching the events that conspired to and around him.

"Well I suppose I do have a littlebit of ownership the, don't I?" He grinned, thrusting back foreward for another kiss, placing a claw tip to one of the small V-shaped cuts, releasing a coloring chemical that was similar to temporary ink.

"And now everybody will know." He explained, simply and happily. The cuts healed up when the chemical made contact, however as opposed to scars there where now what looked like green tattooed V's in the areas. He had in reality just placed the chemical in the cuts, and then a small sealing chemical. It had just turned the scars green. on average this would last two, maybe three days.

[•Mouse•]

" I'm fine with that. I'm yours, why not show it?" Chuckled the girl as she looked to her hip to see the green V. " Look, I got a free tattoo." She chuckled softly but was cut-off when she pushed herself against him for another kiss. She pulled away after a bit, but in the slow action of pulling her lips from his, sung her teeth gently into the bottom of his lip and pulled at it only a little." Is that all you got?" She asked as her legs tightened about his waist.

Lips sliding into the most suggestive and demanding smile, silently begged for more pain and kissing. They throbbed from the constant collision of their lips, but wanted more. Blood rushed through her at highspeeds as lust struggled to take complete control of the young woman's body. And to be quite frank, Maeve was thinking about giving into it's powerful demands. If she had to, she'd drag him somewhere private just to enjoy herself a little more."You're going easy on me, Ven. Don't! I'm not fragile." She stated, a sly sexy tone taking hold of her voice as she licked her top lip slowly.

She pressed her lips to his neck again, working at that spot she had been at before. When she was done, a hickey would remain, showing that he...Unlike so many guys at the school...was getting some form of delightful action. She pulled her lips away and pressed them to his shoulder, but the spread and teeth sunk in gently. Not enough to draw blood, but enough to cause that delightful sensation to scream at Ven. Nails stationed themselves at the back of his neck, the handcuff's cold metal chain against Ven's neck. Without even noticing, her hands pulled him forward so that if he really wanted to, he could bite back. And to be honest, Maeve was looking forward to it.