This got to him, would have sworn that the room got hotter, would had /freed/ her hand and licked it clean of whatever the hell wasteland dirt she had. Thinking about what she said for moments, before turning back to her and moving close enough that he could feel her body heat, sure enough she could also feel his heated parts. Breathing out towards her ear. "I wouldn't have licked your fingers." His calloused hand moved over her clothed thigh, only an inch from between her legs as he gave a light laugh, causing her hair to move slightly with his his breath.
Taking breaths of her scent, making sure not to touch the parts he really wanted to, he moved his hand from her leg, turning back away from her. "Sweet dreams." the sound of his voice being a dead give away for the grin on his face, pressure still in his gut, lets see if he could get any sleep. ---- 'You're playing with fire, Phoenix. What the HELL.... this guy is to help ya out with shit.' Her inner voice hounded Phoenix as she lied there, eyes closed, trying to ignore how /close/ he was. God he was irksome!
Really, aside from grabbing him between his legs, she had nothing else to do or say to get the upper hand so she merely stated in a total saccharine filled voice, "You too. That's the only way you'll have me, /love/. Oh and... just so you know? If you /do/ dream about me, rest assured I'm /much/ better in the awake world. So I hope you dream some amazing, mind blowing dreams.... to the point your pants are soaked upon waking."
'Top /that/, Raider.' She thought to herself and smirked. --- What was wrong with him, he should have had her clothes all ripped, holding her while she cussed him to get the fuck off of her. He WAS a raider, they don't that shit without something in return, but he was old and he hadn't had a woman he didn't have to pay in the last few months. Still he was not interested in taking something from someone he might have standed or liked or even cared for, not after what happened with Jenny.
He groaned after she spoke, slightly disappointed that he didn't use his time to find another tease back to her, but he said something before he closed his eyes, "Just hope you don't die tomorrow, cause I have a few things to show you and I ain't interested in doing it to a dead body." --- Phoenix was almost asleep when she heard his voice trickle over to her and she smiled a little smile. "Mmmmmm promises, promises. Talk is nice, Jericho. Truly. If you're gonna jerk off, try to keep it quiet and stuff. We'll be up in a few hours here."
She was asleep not soon after. ----- Phoenix woke up and, careful not to disturb the sleeping man next to her, she got out of bed and went to one of the tables. Glancing back at Jericho, she assured herself he was indeed sleeping and slipped her armor top off to wash up some. Hygiene wasn't much in the Mojave but she still liked to stay ahead of the daily grime fest the lands had to offer. Besides, one was always cooler after washing up anyway.
Once she was dressed again, she threw the towel at Jerichos chest. "Wake up, Stiffy. Give your self a good few stretches first so you don't pull something later in the line of duty." She /was/ referring to his sleeping position as it looked like he'd definitely be stiff. Knowing him however, he'd take it in the perverted sense. Good. Keep him on his toes for a while.
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Jericho/FemaleOCRaider "Pussy Fight" PT 27/?
Date: 2011-12-11 04:32 am (UTC)Taking breaths of her scent, making sure not to touch the parts he really wanted to, he moved his hand from her leg, turning back away from her. "Sweet dreams." the sound of his voice being a dead give away for the grin on his face, pressure still in his gut, lets see if he could get any sleep.
----
'You're playing with fire, Phoenix. What the HELL.... this guy is to help ya out with shit.' Her inner voice hounded Phoenix as she lied there, eyes closed, trying to ignore how /close/ he was. God he was irksome!
Really, aside from grabbing him between his legs, she had nothing else to do or say to get the upper hand so she merely stated in a total saccharine filled voice, "You too. That's the only way you'll have me, /love/. Oh and... just so you know? If you /do/ dream about me, rest assured I'm /much/ better in the awake world. So I hope you dream some amazing, mind blowing dreams.... to the point your pants are soaked upon waking."
'Top /that/, Raider.' She thought to herself and smirked.
---
What was wrong with him, he should have had her clothes all ripped, holding her while she cussed him to get the fuck off of her. He WAS a raider, they don't that shit without something in return, but he was old and he hadn't had a woman he didn't have to pay in the last few months. Still he was not interested in taking something from someone he might have standed or liked or even cared for, not after what happened with Jenny.
He groaned after she spoke, slightly disappointed that he didn't use his time to find another tease back to her, but he said something before he closed his eyes, "Just hope you don't die tomorrow, cause I have a few things to show you and I ain't interested in doing it to a dead body."
---
Phoenix was almost asleep when she heard his voice trickle over to her and she smiled a little smile. "Mmmmmm promises, promises. Talk is nice, Jericho. Truly. If you're gonna jerk off, try to keep it quiet and stuff. We'll be up in a few hours here."
She was asleep not soon after.
-----
Phoenix woke up and, careful not to disturb the sleeping man next to her, she got out of bed and went to one of the tables. Glancing back at Jericho, she assured herself he was indeed sleeping and slipped her armor top off to wash up some. Hygiene wasn't much in the Mojave but she still liked to stay ahead of the daily grime fest the lands had to offer. Besides, one was always cooler after washing up anyway.
Once she was dressed again, she threw the towel at Jerichos chest. "Wake up, Stiffy. Give your self a good few stretches first so you don't pull something later in the line of duty." She /was/ referring to his sleeping position as it looked like he'd definitely be stiff. Knowing him however, he'd take it in the perverted sense. Good. Keep him on his toes for a while.