[The Kelp Bar] A Drink, In These Times Of Change (open)

[Sariana]

Grabbing onto his bicep as the youth's arm snaked around her waist, Sariana was thankful for the assistance - or to assist, whatever the case may be. Laughing with sparkling blue eyes, she straightened and planted a kiss on his lips.

"Nice catch!" The brunette drykas said exuberantly, before moving away and taking him by the hand, carefully sauntering her way between tables and chairs and out the doors. Her face revealed she had forgotten it was just after lunch and not the evening. Turning to face Leigo, she smiled impishly.

"I hope your planning on keeping a girl occupied for a while, I don't usually sleep until the sun goes down." Sariana giggled again, raising an eyebrow. It was altogether fun bring with the blond boy. The drykas enjoyed fun. Squeezing his hand, she bounced a little.

"Lead the way, kind sir."

[Leigo]

The girl seemed to get his cue as she went along with the whole thing. He was about to move when she headed him off and kissed him? Smiling like a child that had just offed a jar of cookies, Leigo was glad he got a taste of what was to follow. If he could navigate them, of course, but that was a far off question. He hoped he could though, because his mind definitely needed something like this. It had been ages since he last had some fun. She said something about the way he caught her, but the boy was still too numb from the kiss to react, so he just smiled and hoped it wasn’t a question. His actions remained unprovoked so he figured his fortunes were faring well. His thoughts were cut short by a blast of light to his eyes. Had it truly been daylight? Leigo shuddered thinking about how quickly all of this happened. After all, he thought it was well into the night. A note was to be made; drinking ruined the perception of time. When she turned around and spoke, Leigo felt like she was taunting him. Even though her words resonated within him for much longer, he looked like he was all but ignoring them. Offering a slight smile, more to his devious thoughts than her, he finally closed his fingers around her hand. “Save some of that excitement for the road ahead. It is sure to be long and exhausting. Makes me wonder if you could keep up after.” Provoking her seemed like a good idea to him, but then again, what did he know about Drykas girls? Pulling her hand along, he continued.“The road is hellish and boring when I walk it, but perhaps you could change some of that. The road is long and it starts…” ah, all petchin gods… he couldn’t remember where the inn he slept was from there. Instead of trying to remember, he went with a random guess. His finger stopped to their right before it was moved away back to Leigo’s side. His lips voiced one hopeful word.“There.” He said, still carefree. After all, some of the things he had in mind could have been done without a bed.

[Sariana]

The drykas made a sound of disbelief, her blue eyes sparkling with delight. She moved away from the blond and spun to face him.

"Ha! I am Sariana Lisden of the Diamond Clan. I am a warrior of the Drykas people and a daughter of the Sea of Grass! I could travel for days on nothing but water and wind, my swords as my only companions!" Standing tall as she made her proud speech, Sariana gestured dramatically, before turning a wide grin on Leigo and pressing herself to him, arm around his neck and other hand intertwined with his own.

"For your sake, I hope you've got the energy to keep up with me." She purred, kissing him again with fiery passion. Pulling away, the woman chuckled softly before turning her eyes to the direction he had pointed.

"There? Excellent." Moving in that general direction, Sariana glanced at him from time to time to make sure she was on the right path as they crossed streets and walked past buildings. After a short while, she stopped to lean her back against a stone wall, closing her eyes and smiling as a warm breeze blew across her face, fluttering her dress against her thighs.

"How are we doing, are we there yet?" The drykas said with another girlish giggle. Her head floated deliciously with the alcohol in her system.

[Leigo]

Leigo stared at her indifferently while she put on a tantrum about how she was a warrior. It wasn’t that he didn’t feel surprised at her sudden spiteful act, but he was also too drunk to take her or anyone seriously. She could have been talking about all the things they would be doing together later, and he still probably wouldn’t be listening. Compared to the more serious, sober him, the drunk had absolutely no fears and no plans, but he had fun nonetheless. The girl neared him again, but he was too drunk for any of it to faze him. Perhaps he made a face of reaction, but he couldn’t recall any of it the next moment. All he did was smell her up close for a change. And it was a pleasant smell. Not the best he had ever picked up, but by far the best he was going to get in the aftermath of the storm. She was doing something with his arm. Pulling it perhaps? He couldn’t be sure. Still, he no longer cared for hand, city or anything really when she kissed him again. A strange sound tore apart his daydreams. Did she just purr? Humans segregated themselves from common animals for eons and she just… purred? Obviously, Leigo had no taste for such things, but keeping everything jolly, he disregarded the thought for the time. It did bring the girl into a new light for him however. Before Sariana pulled on his hand again, Leigo had time enough to wonder just how much of it would he forget by the next time he woke up. They walked for a while, causing Leigo to sober up a bit. He didn’t like the feeling one bit, but what choice did he have? What choice indeed. A passing thought turned into something only drunk men could call a plan. Steadying his tongue, he wished to speak it, but instead he contemplated for a while longer. Finally giving into the thought, he spoke. “Like I believe I’ve already said, the road is long. And while I have no problem with walking, I do have a problem with waiting for a long time. So how about we relax here for a bit and then we…” he paused, leaning in to land a kiss on her lips. His neck ached, sharing surprise with the rest of his body; was she really that short? “… Get started right about now, unless you have some problem with public nudity?” he rolled his eyes at the word public, but mostly only because they were alone in the said corner. He had absolutely no intention of actually trying to locate his lodgings, but they could probably find a ‘friend’s house’ later if such things were required. Moving his hands down to her waist, he let one of them slip to her thighs, hoping she had no problem with this.

[Sariana]

Opening her eyes as the blond came close to her, Sariana smiled and tilted her head to look at his blue eyes. He reminded her that indeed he had said the road was long..and for the briefest moment he almost sounded annoyed. Was it not he that had invited her to his bed? But then he continued, pointing out a fact she agreed with, waiting sucked. However, sometimes the journey could make the end all the better. He suggested they stop, relax....and then he leaned down to kiss her. A warmth tingled from her lips through down to her toes and her cheeks flushed with both intoxication and heat from within.

As he drew back slightly, he boldly suggested they start their ministrations here, hidden by public view by the buildings either side of them. His hands slipped to her waist, and with a no-nonsense approach, one to her thighs. Perhaps in a more sober situation, the brunette would prefer more gentlemanly approach to the ultimate goal...but this was not a sober situation.

Reaching out with her own hands, Sariana trailed her fingers gently over the waistband of his breeches, slipping under his shirt to make contact with the skin of his torso as she went. Lifting up on her toes, the drykas kissed his cheek, his neck, along his jaw and to his mouth. Tickling her tongue against his lips, she deepened the kiss with lustful passion, before pulling away, her blue eyes looking up at him through thick lashes.

"Isn't it said, good things come to those who wait?" The brunette said as she stroked her fingers down his breeches and across his groin, quite ready to give in to his suggestions, but not willing to allow Leigo the end results so easy. As her mentor and dear friend might have said, nothing good in life was earned without a little sweat.

Still, the heat of his hand between her slightly parted thighs was a distraction in itself...so close yet so far from being her undoing.

[Leigo]

The blond smiled self content at the girl’s reaction. Up until that point he would have taken her for the shy type, or at least some byproduct of the said quality. After however, he had absolutely no interest in judging her mentality anymore. He could feel her hands tracing against his body and felt none the wiser for it. The strange tingling sensation grew into a much broader desire as she seemed to tease him. Strangely though, even for someone so opt on waiting, her hands seemed unable to comply with her own requests. Leigo could probably see it for the taunt it was if more sober, but at that time all he could feel were her lips and fingers tracing along him, all but agreeing with his intentions. Her eyes catching him in hypnotic gazes, he was certain waiting was off the table for him. Pulling the hand caught between her thighs almost all the way up, he reconsidered at the final moment and let it slide back down. Repeating the movement, he refused to give in completely. Instead he pulled his other hand up to her neck, through her hair and stopping just as his thumb had passed her ear. Pulling her head back a bit, he proceeded to trace his tongue from just behind her ear, down to her collar bone. Stopping there, he kissed the spot before his hand went back down, this time stopping at her breasts. Tracing against them slowly, it finally settled below one of them as fingers reached out to touch. The lower hand still caressing the thigh started to move away from her other leg, spreading the pair subtly, bit by bit. Kissing the girl, he continued the movement while savoring the girl’s taste on his lips for a while longer. Leaning down a bit more, he whispered. “We could definitely wait. I guess it’s alright… if that’s truly what you wish.” either for his ego or the intoxication, Leigo would never expect an affirmative answer to his question. Stopping his face a couple of inches away from hers, he awaited for judgement call. His smile revealing he had absolutely no doubt in his mind.

[Sariana]

Each slow stroke of Leigo's hand up and down her thigh brought goosebumps to the brunettes slightly tanned skin, her eyes closing as his other hand gently pressed into her thick locks and pulled her head back. A shiver of delight ran through her as his warm tongue traced a path from her ear down to her clavicle, where he kissed lightly - almost tenderly. As his hand trailed down to the swell of her breast, Sariana's hands continued their soft exploration of the firm skin beneath his shirt, occasionally raking nails ever so lightly across the youths torso. 

In the back of her mind, somewhere between the alcohol and the lust, Sariana knew they were still in daylight, hidden from view mostly by the building behind her and the partially destroyed building across from them - an alleyway of sorts. The end of the alley was closed off by broken crates and half empty barrels, and the sunlight was blocked out by the buildings. It was afternoon at least, and the sun was slowly lowering in preparation for dusk. Unless one was activity looking for the couple, it was a rather quiet spot.

Opening her eyes, the drykas looked up into his face, only inches from her own. He teased her, played on her own taunt and if she truly wished to wait. The girl smiled, amused at the turn around. Still his lower hand moved, and his fingers traced the sensitive peak of her breast, the whole situation giving cause for her breathing to speed up and her heart rate to  increase. The teasing was just too much. Her hands slipped out of his shirt to slide up and around his neck.

"You are...rather persuasive. Waiting seems like an altogether awful idea in this situation." The brunette said softly, tugging firmly on the front of his shirt to close the gap between them, her lips pressing to his in a firm kiss full of wanton heat. 

[Leigo]

OOCI’ll have to admit I’m terribly inexperienced when it comes to writing these things, so this thread may have suffered a longer queue than some. It wasn’t my intention to make you wait, but I figured it needed to be written properly so it got bumped right after some easier replies. He gave her a devious smile as her hands pulled at the shirt. The silly thing was only one of the mundane things in their path. If he could just remove it, all of this would go much more swiftly. The pounding in his head however could not be denied, so he settled for the next best thing, which was undressing her naturally. His hands crept their way down to her sides, stopping at the hips and pushing her back, closer to the walls. As the grasped onto the fabric firmly, he felt lust increasing in waves of delight and irritation. So close yet so far. Leigo could have probably tried to pull the dress off completely, but in his current condition he was certain any such attempt would fail miserably. Pulling the dress’ end quickly, blond moved its resting place all the way up to her navel. Stopping one hand there as not to undo what he had just accomplished, his other hand went back for her breast. Grabbing on much more quickly, he cared little for if it hurt or not. The clasped hand rubbed across the bosom as his breath released sounds strangely resembling moans. The other hand limped as it moved back down, fingers tracing across the skin. Fingers raking around the sensitive area slightly as if to repay the favor, they lurked till just between the legs. Announcing their presence, they moved in rhythm – preparing for what was to come. Breasts were no longer of interest, so stopping any contact with them meant he could move the hand up to her neck around which his fingers tangled. From the side of course – he wasn’t feeling murderous, yet. Looking at her, examining her every move, Leigo bowed in to kiss her but only slightly before pulling back out. If she wanted something done, she would need to either say it or do it herself. Fingers around her neck extended once more, all the way behind her ear, before pulling her closer in blind desire. Enough waiting – garments needed to become undone.

[Sariana]

Sariana back peddled as the young blond grasped her hips, pushing her back - further out of public view and pressing her firmly against a wall. The sudden rough exploration of her body sent her blood racing, a small gasp of pleasure mixed with pain as his hand grasped the tender flesh of her breast. The assault was like a drug to her, allowing the woman to feel something, to connect - if only for a moment in time. Boys had never wanted anything more than to find out what lay under her skirts anyway, and her brothers had been to much like their friends with their snide remarks and offhand comments.

The journey she was on didn't allow for silly things like love, or courting. She had seen love, seen what it could do to a person if the one they cherished the most was taken from them. Love was a disease, a curse. It sentenced people to a life time of pain and longing and misery. These carnal acts, they were now and they were real.

The pleasure, the pain...they let her feel deeply. Just for a bit.

Biting her lower lip as Leigo found her inner-most place with the firm rhythm of his fingers, the blue eyed warrior let her head rest against the wall behind her and delved into the sinful sensation. He kissed her, just a taste, before his hand snaked into the thick tresses of her hair and pulled her into a deep passionate exploration. With desperately urgent movements, Sariana's hands worked to loosen his breeches and expose obvious arousal. Lifting one tanned leg, the drykas wrapped it around his hip, tilting her body towards him with an impatient groan. Enough of this teasing.

[Leigo]

Sounds of her made him ecstatic, his own voice cutting in between her groans like rasping of wood. Curling around her like tendrils, his arms pleaded their way to the small of her back while effectively pushing her closer. He could feel pain and desire collide as their forms finally merged. Letting himself a moment of weakness, Leigo too let out a grunt of long suppressed agony – waiting pained him so, but he wouldn’t wait anymore. As if to compensate for the moment of weakness, one of Leigo’s hands made its way back to Sariana’s shoulders only to push them back. The hold of his other hand behind her did not falter, forcing her closer. His head bowed down, neck cracking only for teeth to meet the skin. Ivory cutting into bronze, Leigo agitated the breast, forcing pleasure through pain. Even after having pushed her away, the boy still observed Sariana with moderate interest. After all intimacy of faking such notions were a part of the ritual, and an important part many would agree. Smile widened, Leigo provoked the girl as if to establish his dominion. “Are you sure…” voice interrupted by moans “that you’re a warrior?” and again “I’ve seen housewives with more… mhhmm… fire” lips finally stopping in a strange position. His lips had actually formed a genuine smile. Were it not for the sickening feeling of booze trampling his very center, Leigo could’ve deemed this night the best one he had in a while. Showing emotion however wasn’t like him since it always brought up strange attachments and feelings he didn’t wish to understand. It was better like this, he could play with her and leave her aside like the toy she was.