<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>are yeah ready for this one?(oh and i wrote that planning to have her start talking randomly in ramathian but i changed my mind.</td></tr></table> miarca took her other hand up to her hood and sighed. she slowly pulled it down revealing shorter poker striaght white hair. the under layer of it being dark dark red. she had always prided her long white wavy locks... now they had changed. she had messed up a word in the song. just one from what she could remember she was also blushing cause he had her hand. her ears twiched they had gotten black tips and a bunch more peicings. she felt a wave of confendance suddenly. perhaps the song had worked? she smiled slightly and turned her own hand so it would hold him as well. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td> oh god but do i luv putting my chars under spells! lol </td></tr></table>
He grinned. She looked, different, much different than before. He liked that. Suddenly he began to lose his kind nature, the moon had vanished behind the clouds. His eyes turned a piercing bright purple. <span style='color:gray'>"Well my dear, what next?"</span> he asked, a look of hunger in his eyes. This was not the normal Temcu.
she saw how he had changed. it was a split second thing. if it hadn't been for the spell she would have back off. "oh well that all depends on what you want to do" she said with a playful smirk.
He smirked back. <span style='color:gray'>"Anything for you, baby"</span>. His mind was trapped on the inside, this was indeed not how he thought. He was cursed by that foolish one, Mephistae, but something led him to believe that it was not his fault, it was his old student, Khayda, how had died some years ago. He licked his lips. Inside the normal Temcu was shaking with fear, he would explain as soon as the moon returned. After all the curse only lasted one night a week, at random.
she chuckled "really.... i might just test that theory...." she flipped her hair back over her shoulder. she let go then took her cloack off and let it fall to the seat. she lent forward on the table resting her chin on her hands... and looking at him in a not so inoccent fasion.
He gave her a quick glance and dropped his cloak to the ground and it was evident he wasn't wearing a shirt. His muscled lean body leaned against the table as he pulled himself up and sat down. The only thing covering him was a small pair of boxers. He placed his hand down on the table in a hard manner. <span style='color:gray'>"What'll it be missy?"</span> he asked with a wink.
miarca ran her foot up his leg under the table "maybe we could go soewhere more quiet and.... figure something out." she gave a devious saductive look. her ore sensible side screaming out that this was sooooo uncalled for.
He smirked. <span style='color:gray'>"How about, my place in Bhim? I could teleport us there in an instant"</span>. He smiled and wrapped his arms around her chest. They were soon at his place, a rather large, nice house, with beautiful furniture. A house like his wouldn't come cheap. He led her over to a large room with a bed. The sheets were made of pure silk, soft to the touch. He ran his hand down the length of the bed and lay down. <span style='color:gray'>"I'm all yours"</span>.
miarca smirked and cralwed across the bed then stratled his hips. she lent down and kissed him passionetly. she took a piece of his ahir and wrapped it wround her fingure. her other hand was at the side of his face.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>:o I used the word ass. Go ahead, tell on me ... j/k. </td></tr></table> He leaned into her kiss and wrapped his arms around her, then down to her ass. He was overwelmed with the passion of the moment. He moved his hands to her side and lifted her shirt above her head, then removed it slowly.
miarca lifted her arms and helped him remove her shirt. she puled away and sat up running her hands down hsi chest as she went until she was sitting right up. her hands were just above a very sensitive spot and she winked at him.
He gave her a wink back and smirked. He moved his hands to the curve of her jeans and removed them slowly, sliding them down her hips.
she shuttered at the sudden cold and then tok then the rest the way off. she discarded them on the floor now in nothing but a little black bra and a pair of black panties. she leaned over and kissed him again.
He smirked and looked over her entire body. He wanted to please her more than the other way around. He kissed her passionatly before moving to her chest. He kissed her nipples through the fabric of the bra and pulled it off. He ran his hand across her breasts as he lowered his face to her stomach.
miarca smirked "ooo that tickles" she said in a low sexy voice. she shivered as her breasts were exposed to the cold air. she payed with his hair as he was around her stomache.
He smirked and traced circles over her stomach with his fingertips then slowly rested his hands on her ass. He came back up for another kiss and lowered back down to her stomach.
inside her sensible nervous side was arguing. nooo this is worng this isn't me! ph youd better not! ohhh she did! miarca smiled. and then pulled his head back up kissing him roughly and deeply.
miarca smriked through the kiss. she pulled back and nipped his ear playfuly. she trialed down to his neck leaving light kisses then bakc up to his mouth just an inch away from his. she licked his lips her eyes closed. then kissed him once again.
