Playing with Possibilities Tiwa/Dilinger

[piwakawaka]

Tonight was a court night so Tiwa enters in a shimmery, feathery dress that twirls around her as she settles on the couch.

Her shoes didn't even make it into the Bar and she has a shimmer about her that's half magic and half gold glitter.

She hasn't spotted him yet tonight but its hard for her to stay still and her bare feet bump against the fabric.

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[jdillinger]

His voice is just a whisper. They're still in public, he knows, and she has friends.

"There are things a gentleman doesn't ask a lady, even one with as lips as sweet as yours."

[piwakawaka]

"Then perhaps its time to be someplace where rules bend better."

[jdillinger]

His eyebrows rise again. "Are you propositioning me, young lady?"

[piwakawaka]

"Just answering something you haven't asked yet."

[jdillinger]

"Like I said, sweet heart, I'm a gentleman. And there are things a gentleman doesn't ask a lady."

[piwakawaka]

She considers him with a thoughtful headtilt before kissing him, she's always believed actions leave less room to wiggle after all.

At first her lips are light on his, but she deepens it ever so gently since Tiwa kisses like she dances not fully on the ground.

[jdillinger]

He hums quietly against her lips, holding his own. With a lapful of pretty girl, it's hard to find anything to complain about.

When he speaks, his voice is low and gravelled. "What was that for?"

[piwakawaka]

"Wondered what you tasted like."

[jdillinger]

The corner of his mouth lifts up ever so minutely.

"Well?"

[piwakawaka]

"Complicated, think I might like your taste."

[jdillinger]

"Taste better than lion?"

[piwakawaka]

"Different, which I knew. Not fair to ask me better just yet."

[jdillinger]

"Different is fine," he murmurs, settling her closer. "And who ever told you I was fair?"

[piwakawaka]

"No one probably."

She gets more comfortable and kisses his nose.

[jdillinger]

"Well, I just wouldn't want you to get the wrong impression, s'all." His eyes drift closed and he allows himself a moment's weakness, brushing his nose against her cheek.

[piwakawaka]

"Think I know what I'm getting when I dance you with, wolf."

Its a surprising gesture and she moves her hand to his hair.

[jdillinger]

He laughs a bit in the back of his throat. "Careful now. Flattery will get you everywhere."

[piwakawaka]

"Maybe I don't want to be too careful."

[jdillinger]

"Well, then. What is it that you do want, pretty bird?"

[piwakawaka]

She considers him, the look in her eyes not quite as young as she seems and kisses him once more, this one with a touch of passion,

"Think I'd like to see which paths you lead me down."

[jdillinger]

He smiles against her mouth, still not quite convinced.

"You think I'm going to corrupt you?" He quirks an eyebrow at her.

[piwakawaka]

"I think you'd like to try. Trick is, I don't work by your rules."

With a quick motion, she takes a feather from her hair and moves it down his open shirt front.

[jdillinger]

He watches her, a perplexed smirk on his face.

"Rules? Again, I think you've mistaken me for someone else."

His hand slips a little farther around her waist, his thumb idly brushing against her ribs.

[piwakawaka]

"Nope, don't think I have."

At the feel of his thumb, she shifts with a soft smile,

"Half the fun of rules is breaking them."