Kali walked through the streets with Tanner, She was much more open now...lauging happily and smiling. She really had a lovely smile. She licked her lips and watched him intently.

"SO where do you come from?" She asked.

He smiled as he watched her laugh and smile. " England you?"

She nodded.

"Me too, London actually. Not the most high end part mind you, but I learned how to get myself out of trouble." A grin crept on her lips, she wondered if he noticed the way her hair was tosuled the way she noticed his smell. Deep and warm, protective. It was fantastic, inviting.

Tanner looked over at her. " Really?! Same here...well I grew up there then moved..." he smiled and looked at her closly, looking over her entire body then back at her face smiling.

She grinned. It wasn't like she was inexperianced. She knew when eyes were on her, looking and then on her actually looking... She had never felt like a pretty girl and even now with him watching her body she felt somehow she didn't deserve it. But she bit her lip suductivly for show, her lips still curved.

He looked away from her for a moment as they aproched the bar he sat down on a stool and asked. " what would you like?" he asked

She wanted to be smart, say something sexy like hat I want isn't the same as what I can have...Or maybe I want sometihng else...But she shook it off and with a sly grin looked at the bar keeper.

"Vodka, straight, on the rocks..." She purred.

He smiled and then just said. " I just want a firewhisky ..." he looked back at her ad watched her for a moment before looking down the bar.

She gave a wry smile and as he stare at the bar she placed a finger under his chin to bring his face up to her level.

"Not much of a talker are you?" She questioned, eyes a little more sultry than they should be...

Tanner played with one of his lip rings and looked into her eyes. " Not really..."

"Hmm." She pondered lightly, her face soft in the glow of the bar. She licked her lips and wondered what the steal pressed upon them would feel like. Would it be chilled, metallic? Or maybe hot and sadistically pleasing. The ring that engulfed her left nostril did not seem near as appealing, and so she stared for a moment lost in thought.

"If only social taboos didn't include silence...or sex." She added grabbing her vodka glass that was just presented to her and taking a draught.

Tanner just kinda stared at her for a moment not repying just taking a sip of his drink not taking his eyes off her.

She put her eyes to the Vodka. THe silence drove her crazy, but in a very interesting way, she crossed her legs and finally turned to him so that he faced her full on. SHe leaned in slightly, barely visiable.

"You are quite the strong silent type...." She purred roughly. Watching him, wondering if she should pursue or be pursued...

Tanner laughed a little to himself. " Well I'm usually not this quiet just kinda tired I guess.." he smirked as he looked her over then into her eyes that made him feel crazy inside he couldn't break the gaze no matter how hard he tried his eyes wouldn't let him.

And then the spark. Fantastic, at least this gave her a little momentum, instead of just falling mindlessly down the hill into oblivion. She smiled letting her eyes burn gold. She felt like she was now leading the army into a campaign they were excited about, not one that was rejected as folly.

"Tired can be fixed." She smiled coyly biting her lip for a moment before finishing off her vodka.

" oh really? How?" he smiled and ran his hand through his hair, he usually would just ignore a comment like this but he couldn't stop himself.

Her feral eyes watched him as she finished her drink, cooly she sat it down and licked her lips of the liquid. She didn't know whether to smile or choke but she sucked in a smal breath and inclined her head toward him playfully.

"Im a bold creature, If I can't keep you awake then there is something wrong with me." She spoke softly and calmly as if she was talking about the weather.

He smirked at her " Well, well, well..." he said just as oftly and as calmly as she did leaning in towards her also.

She played with the rim of her glass for a moment before laying her hand on her neck, fiddling with the slight curve of her skin. The milky white beautifully irredecint in the soft light of the bar. Her golden eyes watched his as he leaned in and she smiled dazzingly he white teeth gleaming like dangerous fangs. A lovely picture of danger...

Tanner smirked and looked at her the light of the bar reflecting off her just made her look that much more beautiful.

She let out a sigh, small and unfretful. Her eyes were smoldering, she needed some sort of lust to prevail her befuddled mind. And so her hand fell to his knee swiftly, gracefully, like some sort of small bird.

He looked down at her hand then back up to her face, he kissed her roughly before pulling away, he loved the taste of her lips but then he remembered Circe.

Here eyes were filled with desire as he pulled away, wanting, pleading. His face became contorted with some sort of guilt however and she needed to absolve it. She licked her lips where he had touched them with his own...fire, heat, it was exquisite.

"Listen..." She whispered placing a hand on his cheek and letting her thumb fall to his lips, she stroked his bottom lip gently and smiled.

"Im not asking you to marry me, Im asking for us to fill mutual needs at this very moment. It isn't a sin to feel good." She tried to explain without giving into the urge of falling upon him...her hands wanting to roam.

Tanner opened his mouth to speak but quickly closed it. He wanted her badly but he couldn't gert Circe out of mind. He looked back into her eyes agiain a sort of hunger filled them.

She tilted her head slightly. Waiting a minute, biting her lip fiercly in pent up energy. SHe let her hand fall, falter, breaking contact with him. If he didn't want her than there wasn't an reason she should be wanting him. She could go out and have an easier time, why should she want a challange? But looking into his eyes and seeing the heat, the obvious yearning, she wished she cuold have him now, on the barstool.

Whatever it was...or since the look of guilt was so plain upon his face, whoever it was layed havoc with his conscious.

She brushed back her hair and turned away from him, facing the bar, wondering if he would ever know how good she really was.

"If thats what you want honey..."

Tanner looked at her a smirk on his face. " I want you...." he said softly into her ear.

She had to cross her legs and push her thighs together, when the shudder of his voice touched her ear. She took in a sharp intake of breath before licking her lips gracefully and trying to concentrate on something other than the moment at hand. She didn't turn her head, she wasn't going to until she could gain control hof herself.

"I am very...very glad to hear that..." She let out her breath shakily, reaching back out for his knee, letting her fingers wander upwards.

Tanner smirked at her touch. He watched her for a moment then leaned in towards her and kissed her again a bit more roughly than intended.

Her fingers grabbed into the material of his pants as she kissed him back passionatly. Her other hand was placed on his cheast lightly as she leaned into him nearly shaking with anticipation.

She pulled back eyes wild breath ragged.

"Do you want to get out of here?"

" Yeah!" he said standing up grabbing her hand.

OOC: Set up a topic in the room of love and Ill meet ya there sugar... ;)

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