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22 June 2010 @ 09:24 pm
Checking In (For phasing_cat)  
"Yeah, it's all here. Look." Victor smirked as he counted out the bills again, handing them over to the man behind the counter with a barely-suppressed grin. Sure, he'd received some funny looks walking in here with a girl who could almost look young enough to be his daughter - but the staff would never suspect that he was actually old enough to be one of their great-grandparents, too. "See? Now, gimme the keys."

With a hint of fear, the checkout staff handed him the room key which he took eagerly in one of his clawed hands, flashing a fanged smile at them as he turned back to Kitty.

"Okay, so it ain't the Hilton, but it ain't a Best Western, neither."
phasing_catphasing_cat on June 25th, 2010 11:28 pm (UTC)
She took his arm as they walked to the elevator, trying to forget the way the clerk had just looked at her. Like there was something wrong with her, wanting to be with a guy like Victor. She'd felt the same way when she'd first met him. She wasn't sure how exactly he had worn down her defenses, there was something undeniably sexy about him.

And somehow in her mind she'd justified wanting to let him show her what she'd been supposedly missing in the world of sex. Without actually having sex, of course. Fooling around was one thing. Giving up her virginity was a whole other ball of yarn for Victor to play with.

"It's fine. I wasn't expecting a four star hotel or anything."
Victor Creed: Warmthwatch_the_nails on June 26th, 2010 02:09 pm (UTC)
Victor couldn't help but feel a certain degree of pride as he strolled towards the elevator with Kitty hanging off his arm. It weren't as though he harbored any deep feelings towards her - sure, she was hot and he wanted to claim her, although that was as far as it went - but even so, he felt proud that she'd chosen him to be with, for however long that would be. For all that he liked to think he had the pick of the females around him, it wasn't very often that women chose him.

"Darlin', the least I can do is make sure you're feelin' comfortable," he murmured, turning to her with a warm smile. He knew from experience that if she felt tense, ill at ease, she wouldn't be able to enjoy herself - and if that happened, chances were that he'd never get any further with her. "If y'decide you're enjoyin' it, we can stay here as long as y'want. Breakfast is on me."
phasing_cat: stunning eyesphasing_cat on June 29th, 2010 01:16 am (UTC)
She smirked at him. "Breakfast is free with the room. Nice try." The prospect of this, whatever they were about to do, lasting all night made her heart beat just a little faster. She was making so many huge leaps by doing this.

As they stepped out of the elevator and down the hallway, she snatched the keycard out of his hand. They had the room at the end of the hall. She knew what he would say about that.

She opened the door and stepped inside, switching on the lamps next to the bed. It was simple, but clean - her number one priority. She kicked off her shoes and jumped onto the bed, bouncing up and down a few times.

"Comfy," she said with a grin. Being cute was her refuge when she was nervous.
Victor Creed: Future!Verse - Bar Brawl Grinwatch_the_nails on July 5th, 2010 05:17 am (UTC)
The large feral found her nervousness somewhat endearing. He was certainly no telepath, but years of being around people - and his ability to smell certain changes in another's body, their sweat, sometimes their fear - meant that he could sense Kitty's unease. He made a mental note to take things slowly, to try and keep his more brutal, feral side in check, otherwise he'd never get to finish what he started.

"It ain't bad," he agreed, taking a moment to sniff around the room, seeing the place as his territory for however long they'd be here. He could tell that one of the previous occupants had been male, but that wouldn't matter soon, because he'd be reclaiming the place with his own - and Kitty's - scent. "Now, how 'bout we get even more comfy..."
phasing_cat: sexy lipstickphasing_cat on July 6th, 2010 12:22 am (UTC)
She fell to her knees, bouncing a little on the bed. She breathed deeply, trying to slow the beating of her heart. She knew the speed of it had nothing to do with her exertions.

"What did you have in mind?" she asked with a crooked grin as she reached for his shirt. He, she assumed, was more comfortable without clothes on. She was the opposite, of course, but they would never accomplish what they'd come there to do with them on. She just hoped he wouldn't shred hers taking them off... she hadn't brought any spares.
Victor Creed: Future!Verse - Lying Grinwatch_the_nails on July 6th, 2010 05:33 pm (UTC)
He would have been more than happy to undress himself, but if Kitty wanted to help him then that was just fine, too. Smirking, he came to sat on the edge of the bed, close to her - but not so close as to make her feel uncomfortable already. Victor knew full well how to make a woman feel ill at ease, and so he knew exactly how not to handle Kitty to try and keep her compliant. As for ideas... oh yeah, he had plenty of those.

"Just a bit of fun for you an' me," he grinned, his voice already husky with desire, although he was keeping himself in check as much as he could. "It ain't no good if we rush things an' you don't enjoy yourself, huh? I thought we could try a few things that I think you're gonna like."
phasing_cat: pre-kissphasing_cat on July 7th, 2010 04:23 pm (UTC)
She stopped just after the first button, a smile spreading across her face.

"A few things? I like the sound of that."

She settled delicately into his lap and kissed him softly. She felt certain if she wanted anything done gently, she better initiate it, and now before things really got heated.

"Should I let you take the lead then?"
Victor Creed: Future!Verse - Bar Brawl Smirkwatch_the_nails on July 7th, 2010 08:38 pm (UTC)
"Just leave it to me, darlin'. I wanna make sure you have the time of your life."

Purring, he returned Kitty's kiss with a series of his own, letting her set the pace and go with whatever she felt the most comfortable with. If she wanted to take it slow, then they'd take it slow; it weren't as if he had any other choice. If he tried to pressure her, rush things and freak her out, then she could phase on him in a second.

"Now, we can leave your clothes on if you like, but that ain't gonna help with what I had in mind."

There was amusement in his voice as he placed a clawed hand gently but firmly on her thigh.
phasing_cat: unbelievable eyesphasing_cat on July 8th, 2010 01:30 pm (UTC)
His kisses reminded her why she'd agreed in the first place. The way his tongue danced and teased hers made her squirm in his lap, her hands gently kneading his shoulders.

She looked at his hand on her leg, her breathing rapid, then back to him with a small grin.

"You gonna help me or do I have to do everything myself?"
Victor Creed: Future!Verse - Sunglasseswatch_the_nails on July 30th, 2010 09:36 pm (UTC)
"Well, if you're puttin' on a solo performance, I sure as hell wouldn't mind watchin'." With his hands being clawed as they were, there were certain things which Victor just couldn't do with his fingers - not unless he wanted his females to be torn apart from the inside, which wasn't exactly productive for a decent mating. "But I got a better idea..."

His touching became more eager now, more firm and determined, and he tried to start easing her back down onto the bed, wanting her to relax and lay back so he could do all the work - at least, for now.
phasing_cat: layin down dreamingphasing_cat on July 31st, 2010 04:59 pm (UTC)
Her stomach did a nervous flip at the idea of doing a striptease for him. She'd never even imagined herself doing anything of the sort, and wasn't even sure if she'd know how to do it right.

Before she could act on the suggestion his hands were moving, touching, pushing her back onto the bed. She laid back and closed her eyes, relieved to let him take the lead. She slid up the bed slowly until her head rested on a pillow and re-opened her eyes, looking down at him, a mixture of excitement and nervousness building in her at what might happen next.
Victor Creed: Future!Verse - Smiling Downwatch_the_nails on August 1st, 2010 07:25 pm (UTC)
"Don't you worry 'bout a thing, doll," Victor purred, shifting so that his head was level with her midriff. He eased up the material of her top, baring some of her stomach, leaning in to kiss and nip playfully - but not painfully - at her belly. His hands stroked more at her thighs, his claws skittering over her flesh. "I ain't gonna hurt you. I can't. Y'can phase through the bed faster'n I could catch you, right?"
phasing_cat: laying in the grassphasing_cat on August 1st, 2010 09:04 pm (UTC)
"Right," she managed to say before letting out a small gasp. His lips on her stomach made her suck it in even though she knew she wasn't fat. She reached down and ran her fingers through his hair, enjoying the way he was obviously liking her body so far.
Victor Creed: Future!Verse - Studying Youwatch_the_nails on August 5th, 2010 09:55 pm (UTC)
Responding to the touch of her hands against his scalp Victor moaned softly, sending gentle vibrations throughout her body as he continued to kiss and nip playfully at her skin, his mouth tracing its way down towards the smooth, silky flesh of her thighs.

"Gonna need a bit more to work with here," he managed to purr, raising his head to grin up at her, breathing in her scent as he did so. God, but she smelled so damn good. "These panties have gotta go, doll. Unless y'want me to just rip 'em off..."
phasing_cat: whip it sexyphasing_cat on August 6th, 2010 02:05 pm (UTC)
By the time he said it, she was already dying to rip them off herself. He was good, surprisingly so. She felt comfortable with him despite the way their uneasy relationship started. Somehow he was playing her body like a fine-tuned instrument, and she wanted more.

She phased herself, leaving her clothes solid, quickly pulling her shirt and bra to the side and throwing them to the floor. She looked down at him with a sultry smile, her skirt pushed up high on her thighs. She was more exposed than she'd ever been in her life, and yet she wasn't nearly as afraid as she'd expected to be.

"Just pull them off. No ripping, I like these panties."