Wednesday 12/19/07 Who: Arcelia and Damien Where: Arc's room When: Later evening What: Watching LotR 1 and fooling around a little. Rating: Not too high.
Damien just liked to cause trouble because it made things interesting and for the most part, his pranks are pretty harmless. His mother was just concerned about his kleptomania and the fact her sister sort of let the magic drive her nuts. He did want something more but did have a bit of fear on what to do and if he'd do it right. The usual stuff. He had done on stage kisses but those didn't count as far as he was concerned. Although the stage kiss he had with Lupe suddenly crossed his mind briefly. It was during the performance he realized he had feelings for her. He got into the moves and held Arc gently as he rested his chin on her shoulder. The warmness sustained itself.
When Arc turned to face him, he dipped her playfully before bringing her in close once again. His hands drifted downward, just him really testing the boundries. That is what he thought to himself. Okay, so Daigo said he couldn't kiss on the first date but he could provoke her to kiss him, he thought. A wicked smile crossed his features for a moment before he said, "I think the firsts automatically make that person special so I don't think it really matters some." He pffted a little and rolled his eyes. "I think everyone has complications at this school! I mean, I have a tail!" And he wrapped his tail around her to prove a point.
She was all for trouble making life interesting, especially pranks, but kleptomania was a problem. Everyone had worries about making the first steps in relationships or just intimacy in general. So many good things stemmed from intimacy, and obviously she had a good deal experience in it. Damien rested his chin on her shoulder and she smiled, although he was not able to see it.
The dip entertained her, a smile crossing her face before she came closer to him. His hands were free to wander and she said nothing to dissuade him, a hand of hers reaching up to play with the hair at the back of his neck. So he was provoking her to kiss him? For shame, she thought with a grin and leaned forward so that their chests touched. "If you say so." Complications in the form of a tail, that was true. Arc moved to kiss him softly, though it lasted only a few seconds. Something in the back of her mind told her that first kisses were meant to be soft and should he like it, she'd increase the intensity of it.
Damien was just a physical person anyway just liking to cuddle with just about anyone who would let him. This was slightly different from his normal platonic cuddling. Luckily she was wearing a dress. There were no pockets to pick pocket from. When she didn't make a comment on where his hands were, he went a little lower.
As she touched the back of his neck, he felt the warmness grow. He liked that a bit. When she leaned towards him, he leaned back for a quick second not sure what she was about to do then, it hit him and he let her kiss him. It was soft as his eyes slipped shut. He felt a bit excited, considering their chests touched but he pulled her in closer instinctually. It was his first kiss and he was incredibly excited in both ways in his mind. Part of him was jumping up and down and the other felt a bit turned on, not that the dancing didn't help much either.
No pockets, just a purse, and that was on the desk a short distance away. Arc smiled as she heard and saw how he liked that. He definitely had not done this very often with a girl and his reaction was cute. One of the good aspects about teaching an inexperienced guy what to do was she could show him exactly what she liked. Having this kind of power was wonderful, a soft gasp leaving her as he pulled her even closer to him.
She broke apart from him for a few moments to smirk at him. "It's not that difficult to get the hang of it." No doubted he needed another attempt at it, so she guided his head back to hers for a deeper kiss. There was nothing like corrupting the inexperienced... and the thick sweater he wore had to go. Taking a step back, Arc grabbed the ends of his sweater and tugged it off of him. "So much better," she said and tossed it onto a desk, arms wrapping around his waist once more.
Damien was up for almost anything. Seriously. His motto for his life was why not. He loosened his grip on her just because he feared premature pete so to speak. That happened a few times during the theater production he was in with Lupe. He was a bit embarrassed but the funny part was, she still didn't take that as a hint that he wasn't gay or maybe she just didn't notice it.
"No! Not at all! I had a bit of practice for theater productions but never improvised like this-" Then she kissed him again, and this time it was a deeper kiss. He giggled to himself as he did his best to improvise. Still a bit sloppy and inexperienced, but so was everyone's first time. He found the loophole in Daigo-nii's advice. Yes. He thought to himself but soon his attention was drawn elsewhere. He ended up getting more into it and drew her closer again. his tail ran up and down her leg to her butt as his hands wandered upward. Testing the boundries again. When she tugged at his sweater, slight panic briefly crossed his mind, more because of the unknown. The sweater lay abandoned on the ground and he still had an anime t-shirt underneathe but it wasn't as bulky as the sweater. It was more revealing of his scrawny figure and that fact briefly crossed his mind as a factor against him. As she embraced him again, he already began to feel the buzz and initiated the third kiss. Getting better, but still a little sloppy.
Arcelia had that happen to her a number of times and the fact hardly bothered her. If anything, it made things a great deal more exciting. Right now she had no doubts that he wasn't gay. Improvising was always good and she could tell that he was going to be good at this with more practice. Her telepathy was much too distracting and she controlled her reading of his thoughts. She might be enjoying this more than she expected - or maybe it was just so nice not to worry about anything. No emotional baggage!
Kissing someone with a tail was hot, to her surprise. She could care less about his skinny figure because she'd been with thin men in the past. Maybe the smart way to go was to get to know him better although she had found out multiple facts about his background. Her fingers trailed back to his hair, running through it as they continued. She paused for air and stepped backwards to sit on a desk, dangling her legs over the edge, teasing him. "Now how much do you want me to get off the desk?" she asked and leaned forward just enough to give him a better look down her top.
While Arc looked at this as kind of fun but Damien saw this as perhaps something else. Of course, right now, he was living in the here and now. And now, he was ready to get some. Damien didn't like to think about baggage. He did have some but he liked to ignore this. When she rubbed his hair, he sighed a little as he just really liked how that felt. It aroused him a bit more than he already was.
He looked a little bit annoyed for a moment when she pulled away and began to tease him. He was just getting into it. When she made her teasing comment, he grinned mischeviously. "Oh, you don't have to get off the desk..." He dived at her so she would lay back on the desk. He began by kissing her neck and trailed down, stroking her hips and thighs lightly. "You don't start something like this and don't finish it!" Of course, there was the conflicting thoughts in his mind of going further or just quitting while he was ahead. Now, it should be okay because she started it, right?
She might have felt annoyed had she not been using him for a welcome distraction. He wanted kissing? Great, it was something she was able to do without things blowing up in her face. Responsibility was a bitch and distractions like these were nice charges. Damien's hair was a good place to touch in addition to other places, she noted, and that happened to be more good incentive.
So maybe teasing him was even more fun than she thought, as was seeing his confidence build. If he thought she was just going to lie back, tempting as it was, then he was mistaken. A small laugh escaped her as he kissed her neck, marveling at the potential fun he could be. "Finish it? It looks like you don't want to finish making out with only ordinary kisses," she told him. She rose to sit normally and tugged him to the side as an indication to sit, so she might slide onto his lap. This meant they were very close to one another, given the position of how he was sitting.
"I hate to be a buzzkill but we should save the rest of the good stuff for later when I get to put nice clothes on you," she suggested. "And then I can show you how good my mouth really is."
"What do you mean?" Damien asked as he tilted her head like a confused puppy. He went as he was directed to as she sat on his lap. He wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his head on her chest. He sighed contently. Once again, a major cuddler. He could be happy this way even though the buzz went to a low ebb. It was no fair. He was turned on. He grinned slyly as one of his hands reached for the bottom of her dress and attempted to bring it up a little.
When she made mention of not doing any of the good stuff, he puffed out his cheeks pouting, "Tease..." He said jokingly although just the thought of it did excite him and his cheeks flushed. "I will... show off my skills with my own mouth." He thought to himself he will have to research by watching porn later. That, as an 18 year old, is something he can do!
Answering his question was only fair. "I meant you probably wanted both of us naked." Fair enough if he did, but she wanted him to know she was going to put out a certain amount per date. Arc was slutty with some standards, after all. Now knowing how much he liked to cuddle made her feel a little dirty for some reason, though she pushed the thought out of her mind as an arm wrapped around his shoulders. She had no intention of stopping his hand from exploring to some extent because her libido was still going.
"I am a tease. Sorry." She felt as if she had to apologize for leaving him hanging, so to speak and stroked his hair once more. "You're a really quick study. I look forward to it." This was the time when any other person might have stood on their feet again and bid farewell. She lingered for a few minutes, reaching down with a hand to caress his tail. It was the weirdest thing, rough but addicting to touch and it wasn't wrong if it was attached to a person. "I can't stop touching it!" she said to Damien with a giggle. "It's too much fun to play with."
Damien giggled a little as his imagination ran wild with that thought, "What boy doesn't..." he said incredolously. "Seeing a girl naked is just a wonderful thing." His hand continued to explore up her thigh and once again tested the boundries to just see how far she'd let him go. He practically purred as she ran her hand through his hair. His ears and hair. That was the spot for him.
"At least you're willing to admit it..." he replied with a teasing grin as he kissed her collar bone and probably lingered on there for a bit longer than necessary. As he did this, he let her play with his tail. That was a nice feeling as well. When he stopped kissing her, he replied, "I know! Very addicting! I kept on playing with it when I first got it. My aunt told me to stop and so did kaachan." He then looked confused for a moment, "Wait... quick study?"
He was definitely right about that; boys were easy to read when it came to basic desires like seeing someone naked. Figuring he hadn't been able to touch anyone like this before, she was not going to stop him from having a little fun. His tail was distracting enough in the meanwhile along with the small fire of lust burning low in her belly. Her own restraint might drive her crazy!
"I guess they thought it was the equivalent of masturbating. But at least you didn't do that in public!" Arc laughed, wondering how many boys had been caught with their hands down their pants. Maybe quick study was not the right word. "Learning how to do things? A few more times and you'd be a really good kisser so that transfers over to eating someone out when you see where your mouth and later fingers go..." She was greedy with the physical pleasure, not that would be a surprise to him within too long - her train of thought ran away from her a little and she shifted farther onto his lap. Yes, definitely going to drive her crazy.
Damien's own buzz went down a little as he was more so relaxing at the moment. The tail stroking relaxed him incredibly. He decided to tease her a bit with his touching and not go quite there. He can sense it is making her tense. And that sort of power was oddly satisfying. He laughed a little, "Maybe! Well, I couldn't do it in public. It would look a little weird."
When she complimented him, he got really excited, "REALLY?" He said and gave her a huge hug, "I'm so happy~! I'm sure I'll do good!" There he goes with his confidence again. Ophelia made a comment on how overly confident he was. Yes, even if Damien was a n00b, he had potential.
Any more teasing and she'd have to revise her plan about how to take things. Damien was just as much a tease as she was, and just needed to be inspired to show his true colors. She squirmed a little and bit her lip for a second, quick unless he happened to be looking at her at the time. "I think it would," Arc agreed, "but at least you can kiss in public to a degree. If you like some people staring at you in disgust. I don't recommend it."
His eagerness was too damn cute. She laughed and returned the hug, positive he would surprise her with his talents. "I believe in you. I think you could spoil me with all this cuddling and touching." Hell, she was already spoiled after spending one evening. "That theater girl had no idea what she was turning down. An eager to please man who likes to give physical affection is at the top of most girls' lists. Seriously." Arc kissed his cheek. "I should be nice and not hog you all to myself."
"It's also weird since most people don't know about us," Damien replied. "WHAT IS THAT KID DOING WITH A TAIL! AHHH!" He giggled a little as he scratched his ear for a second. When she mentioned Lupe, he looked momentarily serious before smiling, "I know I would have treated her right. She just liked muscle heads who treated her bad." He frowned a little exaggerated. Then he shook his head, "You aren't hogging me!" He returned the kiss. "I like to be hogged!"
It was a shame that not enough people knew about kitsunes and she tsked under her breath at the fact. "People are afraid of physical differences. Not cool at all." She agreed that he would have treated her well and was not sorry to hear the girl liked the wrong type of men. Her loss. Arc held his shoulders gently and worried her lip not so long before she spoke. "Thanks, Dami. Your company is really appreciated right now." After all, she was a little emotional over Ethiel leaving and the kitsune was a fun.
She slid off his lap and stood, turning to find her jacket. Maybe it was time for her to go now though if he asked her to stay longer, she'd stay. "So..." Why did she say that? She happened to be lost about what to say and that was somewhat surprising when not considering her lust factor. "I should leave before I'm tempted to do anything more with you." Her hand found his and squeezed it.
"Most people only believe what they think is real," Damien explained somewhat seriously for him. "Why do you think most of us are in hiding. I wish I could share with my best friends about me and what I am." He sighed a little thoughtfully. "Maybe one day. Mommy was just very strict with me when it came to that. Like, when I was 12, I told a friend and she erased his memory. Something about me trying to live a normal life or something." He hugged her back tightly. "Anytime, Arc!"
When she got up, he pouted pitifully at her. He had mastered the puppy dog look, "Do you have to leave? Will I be able to see you again?" His tail waved in the air indication slight agitation or antsiness. This was all too short in his opinion.
That was so tough for him, she could somewhat imagine what he was going through because of her experience in college. "But you don't have to hide anymore! There are people here who look much worse... and your mother's not here to erase anyone's memory!" She giggled as his hug was more enthusiastic than she anticipated.
"Christmas break is coming up soon and this weekend I'm going away so it will be a while. Next term we can see each other a lot. I'd like that," she replied. "But tomorrow I can give you your Christmas present! It's okay if you didn't get me anything." Though she hoped he celebrated the holiday because otherwise she screwed up again - her confidence had been severely shaken. She just wanted to know she was doing something right so she wouldn't push him away. Without warning, tears came to her eyes and trickled down her cheeks. "I had a really nice time. Did you have fun?"
"I know! It is so wonderful! I know kaachan does it to be helpful but sometimes I wish I can share and I can just relax. My cousin knows but that is because he's apart of that line too. Nothing happened to HIM though. It made somewhat resentful sometimes but he said he wished he had abilities too..." he rambled on a little since it seemed like experimentation was over.
"I'm going away too for break. I'm going to Japan to visit my relatives there," Damien explained. "I love Christmas so much! I love getting presents!" Damien's father was raised Catholic (while Damien was not for obvious reasons to be of a somewhat demon blood) and the Japanese do celebrate a form of Christmas. When Arc suddenly cried, Damien looked suddenly shocked and nervous, "Arc... what's wrong?" Oh no! She's leaking! What should he do. "Arc, we'll see each other again! I'll make sure of it... oh please, please, PLEASE don't cry... here, I'll hug you." And he leaped at her to give her a huge hug.
"I hope you can one day." It was a nice hope to have in the future. She wondered if being a kitsune was all that great and figured it was important for him if other members of his family were. Arc brightened at hearing he would go to Japan. "Wow, nice! Can you send me some pictures? And it's like on the other side of the world, so talking online will be very difficult." She frowned, because she hoped she'd be able to talk to him frequently.
Arc was annoyed with herself that she worried him, but snuggled into his arms because she was unable to resist the comfort. "It's not you. I was thinking of something in the past that made me sad and I don't want to screw things up with you. You're really nice." She kissed his cheek as she wrapped an arm around his waist. That was it, her mind was made up. She repacked her iPod, speakers and his sweater, taking his hand and leaving the room. "Come on, let's go to my room."
"Maybe! But I somehow doubt it!" Damien replied with a forced smile. He loved to share everything and everything. He wished he could brag about his powers with his friends. But that is just not how it is. "I can send you pictures! I lived there for a while when I was a kid. My parents are archaeologists." He looked thoughtful for a moment before saying, "I can still find time to talk to you! No worries!"
As she snuggled in his arms, he held her close and tightened his grip. She didn't want to screw things up with him? What did that mean exactly. "You won't screw up! I promise you!" He patted her a little. "I try to be nice." As she packed up her things, he looked at her a bit confused and tilted his head to the side. Then she grabbed his hand. Now, he was a bit confused, "Your room?" It took a few moments before he nodded, "Ohhh... " He giggled a little as he let her drag him where she wanted. But what was he getting into.
She looked forward to receiving pictures he might send, even if it was only a couple. A smile shone at him at his statement and then he hugged her tighter. Very good, still spoiling her with hugs. After what had happened, she thought she had a right to be a little paranoid and hopefully that was all in vain when dealing with Damien. "All right."
Contrary to what he might think, Arc just wanted some company in her room because one filled with tables and chairs was not as cozy. They walked down the hallways until they reached the destination, and she unlocked her door. She closed it behind them and gestured to the bed to have him sit. There were a few DVDs she hadn't seen for a while, not necessarily the type of film he wanted to see. "How about Fellowship of the Ring?" she suggested.
She placed the disc in her laptop and started to play it, moving to the bed and leaning back against Damien. "Is this okay?" Arc wanted him to be comfortable, of course, but she also tried to get another hug out of him shamelessly. Would he really mind? Considering what she might let him to do, probably not.
And here Damien thought he was about to get some. It looked like he'd be a bit disappointed. He seemed to be excited right up until he sat down and she asked what movie he wanted to watch. He did adore Lord of the Rings and grinned a little as he got himself comfortable on her bed, "I love that movie! When it came out, my friends said I was like Pippin. He is actually my favorite." Stuff could still happen, he told himself. When she leaned against him, he grinned a little and cuddled. Oh yes, the kitsune was filled with endless cuddles! She was lucky, "Oh I'm more than comfortable!" he replied in almost a giddy fashion and wrapped his arms around her tightly.
Oh he was full of hugs! He was curious on why she was upset earlier so asked as the movie started, "Why... were you so upset earlier?"
She was lucky he enjoyed Lord of the Rings and even more so that he liked to cuddle. He might not rule out the possibility of getting more action during the film just yet. Arc was so comfortable sitting against him that she almost grew sleepy. First, she searched for his tail and stroked it gently as the movie started, hoping to make him more relaxed.
Answering his question was not so difficult although it was a little painful. She snuggled into the crook of his neck and covered his hands with hers, replying, "I was too forward for Ethiel, too sexual and I tried to help him but it didn't work. So I don't want to do the wrong thing and I got nervous." Arc stroked the back of his hand. "You don't mind, do you? But you're just experimenting with what it's like to be with a woman..." She needed some confirmation of either her being right or him.
Damien cooed a little as he continued to cuddle with her as the opening part of the epic movie began. He could be happy like this. Of course, he wouldn't complain if she pursued it deeper. He was also up for anything new and unknown, even if it may be unnerving.
He listened to her as she spoke about her former love... his old roommate. Now isn't that for weird! And ironic, "Ethiel was my roommate for a short time. But he left. We didn't speak much at all. I tried to talk to him but he never with me." When she asked the latter part of her question, he looked thoughtful for a moment. "I'm up for anything. Really! I like experimenting and seeing all there is out there. There's nothing wrong with that is there?"
How strange, she was with a guy from the same room. "He isn't a very social guy and it'll take time for him to change." Back into the type of person he had been. Being so comfortable made her sleepy and she turned slightly, leaning on him more like a pillow now. So she was just his experimentation.... Arc supposed she could deal with that. No feelings involved, no chance of her getting them hurt.
She guided one of his hands to her thighs as a hint, although maybe that was not going to be enough of a hint. "You were here," she told him. If she got some pleasure out of this too right now, then it was definitely good. He might enjoy it more if he were facing here, but he could always move later if he wanted. Her gaze went back to the movie as a pleasant tingle started lower in her stomach. "I want fireworks like that," Arc stated, watching Gandalf and Frodo ride off in the wagon.
LOTR was the geek's crack. They could not resist the glow of Peter Jackson greatness. Damien was such a geek. As soon as the movie started, while he cuddled with Arc, he stared at it with epic wonder. When she placed his hand on her thigh, he looked at her for a moment and said, "Huh? OH!" He replied with a grin, a somewhat evil grin. He slowly ran his hand up her thigh and just watched her reaction for a brief moment with a wicked smile.
Then, he got distracted by the movie again. He continued to caress her absently as he watched. "Yeah... I think I would rather have Gandalf's power though." Oh, did Arc know what she was getting into with a geek?
Arc had a definite secret attraction to geeks and found that each variant of geek had their benefits. Jeffrey supplied his room and hers with beautiful flowers as well as being a devoted father (she hoped her Christmas gift to him would be a big enough thank you for that). She had three lucky dips in the geek pool - Damien was quite entertaining so far. Arc relaxed at the touching and they continued to watch the film.
"Gandalf's power?" she asked and scoffed. "He actually performs magic like what, three or four times in the three movies? That's my one problem with Lord of the Rings. Not enough magic! I forget what it's like in the books, but it doesn't seem very prominent or useful. See, if I didn't have telepathy, I'd go with telekinesis. Moving things with my mind would be so useful for fashion design. It's a handy multi-tasking skill." She shifted to look at him and smirk. "I'd also be very tempted to play with your very long beard because if you had Gandalf's power, you probably need his beard too. Seems to be a magical thing.... That much hair on a man's face is not nice. Very tickly." Arc held a section of her hair and tickled his cheek with the ends of it. "That's what it would be like to make out with you with a beard."
Damien didn't have much to offer but perhaps hook up to the latest anime or other geekery. He did make up for it with a tail and ears and loving the cuddles. He rested his free hand across her stomach and continued to rub up her thigh but watching intensely. "Well, it is what he doesn't do which shows how powerful he is. And he can come back to life! Duh!" He rolled his eyes playfully. When she mentioned not liking too much hair, the smile vanished from his face. He knew he would only get hairier when he grew older and he knew he had fur on his back along his spine. Maybe she wouldn't like that. He sort of lost a bit of enthusiasm and began to subconsciously sulk.
"That's not the case all the time!" Arc was not convinced about the wizard's power or greatness, and supposed it had a good deal to do with his presence on screen. Coming back to life was always a bonus. Then Damien fell silent and she looked at him, realizing she had messed up and hurt his feelings. She panicked and turned to face him as she sat on his lap. "I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking about your fur, just facial hair. Forgive me?" It might not help, but she reached up to stroke one of his ears. She had no idea how to make it better or how quickly he would bounce back from a supposed blow to his self-esteem.
Maybe she should give him some boob. Her hand took his and gently guided it underneath the low neckline of the top, where he found she was not wearing any bra. She decided not to wear one of those fancy ones.
Damien felt really self-conscious until Arc rubbed his ears which always, without fail, made him feel much better. He closed his eyes and smiled a little, "Sorry. I just thought you were meaning hair in general. My fur just makes me so nervous. I used to change in one of the bathroom stalls for gym because I didn't want people to see it or very much find out." He continued on to talk but then he noticed her moving his hand under her dress. He immediately grew a bit jittery and sat up straight. Then he felt it and his eyes went wide. Wow. He squeezed a little and ran his fingers along it. Just wow. LOTR was momentarily forgotten. He looked a bit giddy at her. Yes, he bounced back easily. Then he leaned forward to kiss her on the mouth. Still a rookie move but he kept his hand where it was and his other, he ran up under her dress onto her hip. Yep, it was enough to distract him.
Ouch, she had hit a very sore spot and needed to make amends. Her distracting him with a simple touch was a good start and she liked his reaction. "How about you show me your fur and I'll make sure you never feel nervous about it again," she said. Making him feel better was sure to lift her spirits, as she felt like she needed to be desired. This probably made her a strange, slutty person but right now Arc did not care at all. Her hands crawled their way up underneath his shirt as she kissed him back. "Be gentle." It was sore from feeding although telling him was a surefire way to kill the mood.
"Being soft and gentle with your touching is definitely going to tease me," she said, "since I usually go for hot and heavy. You might like seeing me so desperate, begging you to touch me." In her own way, she was going to tease him as well.
"Okay!" Damien said as he withdrew from kissing her and reached for the bottom of his shirt to pull it up over his head. He hesitated for one moment but finally took it off and tossed it aside. He did have a bit of fur along his spine but it tampered off the closer it got to his neck. Part of his mind still felt nervous about it especially since he was really skinny and only had a small tuff of hair on his chest. Would it be a turn off for her? When she told him to be gentle, he advanced closer to her and began to slowly slip off the sleeves of her dress to get closer to her chest. He tried to kiss her a bit more deeply, still sloppy.
"What's wrong with hot and heavy?" he asked as he felt his cheeks build up with heat and he grinned wickedly at her. "You want me to get you to beg?" He stopped kissing her mouth and moved down her neck moving slowly, giggling a little with each kiss. He had no idea what he was doing but was just sort of letting instinct guide him... and lots of movies and anime he had seen.
Wow. Arc grinned at his enthusiasm, growing fonder of the guy by the minute. There was nothing wrong with skinny men because she'd been with a few, not to mention the father of her child had hardly any muscle on him. She was about to shift behind him to start appreciating his back when he distracted her with another kiss. Not that she complained about that at all. Hairy chests were fine, as long as they did not look like a complete forest. Keeping a tidy appearance was important for her and that was no surprise considering her preferred profession.
"Something tells me I'm at your mercy either way," she said before he moved his mouth to her neck and she made soft appreciative noises. It was lovely but she wanted to do something nice for him as well. Arc edged around him so she was next to his back and ran a gentle hand down his spine. This was new, like a happy trail yet just longer and in a different place. She planted kisses on his spine as well, all the way down to the middle of his back. "It's so sad when attractive men are self-conscious," added Arc. "Too much ego can be irritating, but putting yourself down, Dami....you should be comfortable with me. You're definitely showing your sexy side now."
Damien just had a strong appreciation towards women. He loved his mother and had a grandmother and an aunt that he absolutely adored. He had nothing but respect for the fairer sex. He did have a gentle touch, probably mostly because of his ability. He could barely believe what was happening to him. Sure, he thought about it a lot, but he never expected it to happen... especially with someone so forward.
As she turned him around and kissed his back, he gasped. He really liked it a lot.. much like a dog getting rubbed. When she gave him the compliment, he gleed a little. Sexy? He didn't expect that for some reason. He used his tail to run up her side while she kissed his back. "I'm lucky to have found you!" He said gratefully. He began to trail both his fingers along her legs up her thighs, "I know this is the spot. I saw you squirming earlier." His touch was gentle but he teased her there again.
Once again, Arc was fortunate in meeting him because there were men who liked to use women for their amusement, and they were far too numerous for her liking. If both parties were entertaining each other mutually, then she found no problems with that. One nice guy in a dozen deserved to get lucky and she was just showing him the good things to which he could look forward.
Although before he seemed almost like a pet, she didn't think of him as anything like an animal now. What was important was he realized where he liked being touched. Hot spots were so fun to find and she stroked the part of his back just between the shoulder blades. "You can think of me as someone to refine your technique before you find someone you want a relationship with. Friends with benefits doesn't always work well." She inhaled a little air as he touched her inner thighs. "Yeah, that part of my leg teases me so badly." Moving so she settled between his legs again and faced him, draping her arms around his neck. "Forget Gandalf. You're like Zorro potential."
Damien did have some idealistic views on relationships. But at the moment, he was thinking why not? He's getting some. That is all that mattered and this was a bit fun... thrilling and fun. He almost felt like someone possessed at her touch. It aroused something deep inside him. He shivered a little as she stroked him, "You know how to touch me, Arc..." He said breathlessly.
When she sat in front of him, he let his hands wander up to her chest again. He leaned in to kiss her again, "My test dummy to practice my sloppy kisses on..." he paused for a moment, "They aren't that sloppy are they?" He started a trail of kisses southward to her chest and wrapped his arms around her bringing her in closer.
Relationships could come later once he knew without a doubt what he wanted in a woman. He was having a good time right now, she knew, and she liked having the power rush that surged through her. She laughed a little at his comment, only because she really enjoyed the compliment. "I'm glad." Her fingers ran through his hair and let him touch her as he wanted because that was her duty right now.
"Yes, I am." Arc sighed happily as she received the kisses he gave her. Sooner or later one of them was going to drive each other to distraction and she wanted to be the one to do that. "You're getting much better." She leaned forward to kiss him and glanced back at her laptop to see what part of the film played now. "Look, a wraith thing." Arc got off of his lap teasingly and then to her annoyance, her cell phone buzzed with a text. She leaned across his legs to grab her phone from the table and pressed a couple of buttons to read it. Great, Jeffrey assumed she was still out and coming over to her room to grab more diapers - probably not a good thing if the two guys met. She replied to tell him not to come, turning around to look at Damien.
She sighed. "Crisis averted. That was Jeffrey, um... don't worry." Probably would kill the mood if she did. Arc rested her pillow against the wall and leaned on it, waiting for him to do something.
Oh what a tease! He lidded his eyes as she ran her fingers through his hair then pouted as she began to watch the movie. He looked like an afronted dog when its owner decided to stop with the affection. The lure of the ring was strong though, "Those things are so cool but I did have a nightmare about them once." Then when her phone rang, he looked at her curiously. "Who is it?" When she answered, he nodded a little, "Who's Jeffrey? Don't worry?" He crawled over to her and sat on her lap looked at her curiously. "Is everything okay?" He cuddled up next to her and rested his head against her chest.
Tease, certainly. She could understand if he had a nightmare about them because they were freaky. Arc hesitated a few moments before answering his question. "Jeffrey is Caitlin's father. He needed diapers but I think he can last one night without them," she said. Arc wrapped an arm around him and became sleepier - she accidentally fell asleep before she could help it. A busy woman like her filled her day to the brim and sleep was inevitable. She liked to cling to things when she slept and Damien was no exception.
It helped he was so warm. Her arm wrapped around his shoulders as she dozed, dreaming of wraiths with pizza and tails curling around her legs.