Game Of Scales (Tinnok)

by **Kalesserimamoru** on October 3rd, 2013, 11:14 pm

The trickster was one to notice things, things that seemed insignificant, or otherwise pointless. Such as the way her eyes flared when she looked at him. The way her chest rose and fell when she was excited and to the subtle swing in her hips when she moved. She was learning more now, offering him as much through words as he had done before. Maybe this was her way of better understanding him, or just to keep him at arms length.

"Would you cling to the child? I imagined you'd be the type to...drop and run." He chuckled, watching her expression to see if he was right or wrong. "But that isss a good quessstion. Which do I want more? Hmm...But maybe that isssn't the right quessstion. Here'sss another, which do I want more..the child...or you, Tinnok." He chuckled again and licked his dry lips.

Mamoru sought to test her with his accusation of her level of seriousness. The half breed did not disappoint and he was glad to see it. While he did enjoy their games, their flirts and the like. But he didn't want her getting too comfortable with him, at least not yet. He needed her comfortable enough that his words could move her, but not so much that she didn't take him seriously. The trickster smiled when she set the record straight, and moved closer to her as she spread her arms.

He pulled her in close, wrapping his arms around her and holding her against his chest. The trickster stared into her eyes, looking deeply as he moved passed the flesh and into her mind. His djed flowed within him, the focus ringing around his eyes, into his mouth and over his hands. Mamoru smiled, once again drawing the fetching half breed into his hypnotic trance.

"I could imagine that would be fun, wouldn't you agree? You running, me on the chasse, and then..inssside?"

The trickster wrapped her tighter into his hypnotic embrace, sending her flashes. First of her running from him, and as she did, he sent her an emotional rush of joy and excitement. The next flash was of him in pursuit, and he weaved the feeling of exhilaration and longing for what was to come once he caught her. Lastly, as he squeezed her rear flesh into his hands, he sent her another flash. One of him and her joined to together, and the emotional out pour of pleasure and the need for more. Reaching up, the trickster parted her lips with his thumb and leaned forward to kiss them.

Mamoru released his hypnotic trance, and took a step back from her with a somewhat satisfied smile. "I'll give you four days to rest up, then I will look for you here, in thisss very sspot. Unlessss..." he paused as his eyes moved over her body . "That would be too much time apart?"

by **Tinnok** on October 4th, 2013, 10:48 pm

But maybe that isssn't the right quessstion. Here'sss another, which do I want more..the child...or you, Tinnok.

She blinked, paused, even as his arms wrapped around her body, eyes dissecting her like some rare prize her mind mulled over those words. The heart of the matter was that Tinnok did not view herself as a prize worth having. She was a bane to anyone who had ever called her friend or ally, her blood had tainted nearly every experience she had had growing up as a child, and her soul was filled with the hatred of nearly everyone around her, willing her to fail and succumb to her monstrous Dhani heritage...of which she had.

To play with the idea that Mamuro was only doing this to keep her close, to ensure that he made a connection between the two of them that might not be so easily severed, it boggled her mind, for what in her, what about her, had ever been worth keeping close?

Her lips slid open as yellow orbs gazed softly into his. "But Mamu-" She would have told him that there was no need, that if he wanted her, for whatever devious plans were afoot in his slithering mind, he could simply ask, for she had never just been...wanted. She had her duties to Caiyha, but she could make room, make space for the singular being who had shown such interest in her, he didn't have to-

And then the thoughts not her own, the ideas of tantalizing chases, of the exhilaration of being the prey, and being caught in his grasp flooded her mind. Her lips shut, her eyes closed for a moment, absorbing it all.

When she opened her eyes again he was staring down at her with the same keen interest, an edge of hunger, though he had moved away from her. Four days? That seemed like such a long time after everything that had flashed through her mind, but his voice knew the tantalizing closeness of it. But four days was only four days, it would be better to wait, to draw it out, and who knew what could happen in such a time....

"Fall." The word spilled out of her mouth unbidden, and half of her wanted to shove it back into her throat and just leap on the naked man then and there, but instead she looked up from where her eyes had seemingly fallen to the ground.

"Four days would be good...but Fall would be better." Her hips cocked ever so slightly, tempting him, but also telling him that if he could wait so could she. Somehow in their strange power struggle she didn't want to be the one that gave into that lust so quickly. And now if he refused, it meant that he simply couldn't wait, and didn't Dhani have all the time in Mizahar?

That put a small smile on her lips. But despite her resolve, her will, that she thought was her own, and so wonderful too, she couldn't stop herself from crossing the small space that lay in between them. Before he had a chance to answer her arms wrapped around his neck and her lips pressed quite unsurely against his. She was still new to this whole kissing thing after all. She didn't realize people had different tastes. He tasted somewhat salty, but there was a nice musk, perhaps from the bowels of Zinrah that seemed to hang upon his lips.

Her eyes held the uncertainty of her pondering mouth when she pulled away, but a twinkle of mischief seemed to overrun them. "Is that allowable?"

by **Kalesserimamoru** on October 5th, 2013, 7:33 pm

"Fall?" he asked, eyes narrowing and a smirk curling up his lips. Four days, or fall, neither was a very long time to wait, and for the trickster life was always busy. He didn't mind allowing her to choose when she would give herself to him, in fact it seemed more fun that way. There was also the possibility that she wouldn't return. Fall wasn't a full season away, but it was more than enough time for her to escape and never come back. Mamoru felt excitement in this, not knowing what was to come. While he was mostly sure that she would come back, there was a bit of doubt in his mind that she might realize the freedom that he had just given, after she had all but sold herself to him to save the glade.

It was an interesting turn of events, and he wondered if that was what she had been hoping for. The trickster being tricked? The idea was amusing to him and he was very curious to find out what would happen come Fall.

Mamoru watched her closely as she moved, cocking her hips to tempt him. The game continued, the tugging and the pull that started during their first meeting. He didn't mind the wait, he could handle it but the offer was a powerful one. Just as he had found himself exploring her curves and tanned flesh the first time they met, that want and hunger hadn't lessened. There was more fun to be had, more levels in their power struggle, and the time to play was coming soon. But until then he would wait...and plan.

The trickster was about to answer, when she crossed over and wrapped her arms around him. Her lips were soft, and tasted of berries and her scent held the freshness of the jungle around them. Such a tempting offer, and all he had to do was take her then and there. Tinnok may have been uncertain, but Mamoru knew exactly what he wanted. But he wondered what she would do during her time away. That was one of the reasons that he mentioned the wait before. She would have time to take care of any business that might, otherwise become troublesome after she returned to him.

Tinnok had a lot to think about now, and the half breed had until fall to figure it all out. The trickster licked his lips, and pulled her back against him the moment she pulled away. His eyes moved across her body and back to her face before he offered her a kiss back. Gentle kisses, applied to both lips as he lightly tugged on them, and as they parted he slipped his tongue into her mouth for a more fiery kiss. Mamoru released her, stepped back and folded his arms across his chest. "Then our date isss sset. Fall it issss. Don't be late."

by **Tinnok** on October 8th, 2013, 7:29 pm

She could see the amusement on his face, the twinkling in his eyes, and knew she had won. She had a season to run away from him, to escape their deal, or the same amount of time to come crawling to him and seal her fate. She had been serious in holding up her end of the deal, but the cost...the cost could be the freedom that she had so recently attained.

These were matters that would be decided in the future, however, not today, not now.

Mamuro pulled her in, and for the first time she realized how cool his skin was despite the heat of the jungle, much like a snake's, it felt refreshing compared to the mugginess that encroached upon the two of them, and once more she felt herself leaning into his embrace more than she would have liked as his lips pressed against her.

But she was the one to pull away, she was the one that looked away toward the smoldering pile of bones from the Dhani, and at the swirling water that still rushed into the glade.

And she was the one to turn away and walk into the forest, leaving Mamuro behind. Every foot fall was calculated and concentrated, she focused upon the earth, the thick skin of her feet sinking into smooth dirt, avoiding the leaves and branches, and dodging the encroaching branches so that she made little to no sound as she departed. It was as if she vanished into the foliage, body disappearing into the dense scenery of green.

But even as she left the images Mamuro had implanted in her mind ran rampant. She saw herself running, out of breath, his form waiting for her, pouncing just when she least expected it, heart racing, that cool skin pressing flush against her...

Brown locks shook from side to side as if the physical action would clear away the event, and Tinnok let out a long deep breath she didn't know she was holding.

Fall...that would make for an interesting time.

by **Radiant** on October 22nd, 2013, 4:11 pm

Mamoru :

Tinnok :

Notes :

My radiance is not bright enough?

If you have any questions or concerns regarding your grade, beam me a PM and we can work it out.

Skill	XP Earned
Observation	+4 XP
Socialization	+3 XP
Rhetoric	+2 XP
Hunting	+1 XP
Climbing	+2 XP
Morphing	+2 XP
Acrobatics	+1 XP
Seduction	+2 XP
Investigation	+2 XP
Spelunking	+1 XP
Wilderness Survival	+1 XP
Wrestling	+1 XP
Hypnotism	+1 XP
Persuasion	+1 XP

Skill	XP Earned
Observation	+4 XP
Socialization	+3 XP
Rhetoric	+2 XP
Acrobatics	+1 XP
Meditation	+1 XP
Seduction	+1 XP
Morphing	+1 XP
Climbing	+1 XP
Investigation	+3 XP
Spelunking	+1 XP
Wilderness Survival	+1 XP
Endurance	+1 XP
Leadership	+2 XP
Running	+1 XP
Negotiation	+1 XP