Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

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The Grand Party (Open to all)

The captain took a few moments to savor her closeness. The energy flowing off her was enough to make him--hungry. There weren't many women who could play as close as he could at this game. He respected--admired-- those who could. Taking the chance to run his hands along her back as she handed the cigarette back to him, he looked deeply into her fiery, golden eyes. He could handle what he saw in them. And it was rare for him to find a fire that strong in someone--a fire that promised fun as well as genuine pleasure.

"Dary j'us noret kia xauti del kam nu sua naudijas is? <<Do you want to find out what I am interested in?>>" James whispered, letting his hands run down her back and down her thighs.

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Softly gasping from his contact, she presses herself closer to him, making sure that every inch of the front of her body is in contact with his. She leans to whisper to his ear, running her fingers over his firm, taught stomach muscles, then trace the muscles on his arms. She would trace all of his muscles she could reach while she whispered sweet nothings into James' ear.

"Nu noret kia buti tu'iea valzina, sianakt." ( I want to be your goddess, tonight. ) After she is done speaking, her tongue darts out, flicking over his ear before she pulls her head back to stare into his eyes, the passionate, wanting flame in her eyes and soul increasing with every second.
 
James felt a chill run down his spine from the woman's touch, her tongue, her every feeling. She was a monster, a monster he could live with. No. She was a monster he didn't want to live without.

Drawing her closer, her ran one hand along her back, letting the other run through her fingers, "nu noret anas, <<I want that>>" was all he could manage to breath out, as his heart pounded in his chest.

The spacer wrapped one arm around her waist and led her out the door as fast as he could. His other hand traced lines through her hair, carefully and gently massaging her scalp. He had a feeling that his biggest distraction driving tonight wouldnt be the alcohol.

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