07-31-2017, 03:20 AM
With a quickness she was known for, the Storm Demon snatched the key right out of the air. She wasn't paying attention to it though. She'd been studying the map on his phone that Desman sent them when she noticed he was summoning something. Her curiosity peaked when he summoned a simple thing like a gold key. He must have been able to see the question on her face as clear as day because his explanation followed it rather quickly. Ash grinned at his cheekiness, and her tail flicked at the summoning of the cuffs. She was very interested in what he was planning in their private little hut and wasn't entirely disappointed when he practically spelled it out while the cuffs whirled on his finger.
Her grin never left her face, even as she tosses the key into the air and effortlessly catches it. She got a pretty good idea what he was implying, and she saunters over. Like a cat approaching something shiny or fuzzy, Ash approaches Jak in the limited space of the changing room. Jak knew something was up instantly, but he didn't really argue as she reached out for the cuffs. She inspected them like she didn't believe they were as real as the one on her own wrist. In fact, they were much heavier, more solid. She put her nearly naked back against his bare chest, pressing her butt into his hips and continued to play with the cuff. She inserted the arm into the slot and pushed lightly to make the clicking made by the razor like teeth.
A single click was heard, then a few seconds later, another. 'Click... Click... Click...' In the silence of the room it seemed she was thinking over his proposal while she was checked the cuffs for authenticity. What she was really doing was baiting him. This made Jak a little hesitant, but he could feel her body grinding on him - again - and distracted himself by reaching up and touching her waist. After what they'd done he rightfully believed he had permission to at least touch her when he pleased. It was a welcomed feeling. He heard the clicking continued, there were about 20 teeth... He wondered what she would do when she reached the end. His hands slid down to her hips, and back up, lazily. Having contact with someone else, even just this casual petting, he missed it. Just as he was drifting off in thought he'd feel the cold metal of both cuffs snapping onto his wrists. Making him tense up.
But if anyone knew what giving her the key to a pair of cuffs meant, it was Ash. He was into some things kinkier than public fun. She heard him mutter something behind her, then grinned to herself as she casually stuffed the key into her top and brought the screen up to him. "Desman's been waiting long enough. Let's go." She teased him, before pulling away. He's lucky she didn't lock him to something in the room~!
Hips dancing to her own beat, Ash lead the way through the crowded beach towards the robot, one hand had Jak's phone as she was comparing landmarks, and the other held Jak's hand non-committedly; their fingers entwined and she pulled him by it gently. It was simple enough to make the average joe think they were already a thing but loose enough to believe that she was just leading him through the crowd. Several people gave them dirty looks, but no one told them if it was because of the literal demon walking among them in just mesh and chains, or if it was because they had the audacity to hold hands in a public setting. He was too mesmerized by her swaying hips to pay attention to the overly crowded path, apparently, this wasn't just the most optimal path according to map-quest midget's calculations but also according to the common man's sense. It was inconvenient and the eye rolling started early.
Eventually, they found Desman sitting on his picnic blanket, his prizes both sitting beside him as condensation rolled down the bottles and the ice-cream was probably already soup. "There he is." She said, sounding considerably more gleeful than she did previously. She pulled Jak to the blanket with her, sitting in between him and Desman as casually as ever and then turned to see the game playing out. Instantly the three primes involved ping on her radar, luckily for all three of them they were on her list, so she instantly recognized Dust, Takezo, and Gildarts. They got there about the second time Dust ate leather and Ash took in the other people with them. Two sickly adorable figures, a shitzu and a girl with pigtails, a pink horse that instantly made her gag, and two felines. A cat on two legs, and one in the air. None of them mean anything to her, but she noted them in case they meant anything to the other three.
She absently reached behind her and grabbed a bottle of the hard lemonade, pulled in front of her, ignored the cold sweat dripping down her leg as it hovered over her thigh. With a flick of her wrist, she twisted the cap off and tossed it back into the cardboard holder where the drink had been without looking. "Who's winning?" She asked, before taking a swig. It took her a few before she realized it was alcoholic. Only when she felt the slightest burn in her throat and down in her empty gut did she figure something was off. She looked at the label and found the clearly stated 'ALC/Vol', right next to 'contains alcohol'.
Ignoring her last question entirely, as he had no time to answer her anyway, she turned back to the robot. "Are you planning to jump me again after you get me drunk?" She accused him, but not seriously. All while also passing Jak's a drink if he wasn't already drinking himself. She heard him open it, the fizz popping the top off a little and a small bit of smoky mist rising to prove how cold it was.
Meanwhile, Desman was confused by her statement, other than the accusation she was implying. He reached over and grabbed to bottles, reading both labels as if there might be a misprint on one but not the other. "I had no idea, these were just given to me! They were free..." He said, still comparing exact copies of the same label.
Ash just laughed at him, sounding a lot like a hard rain against the roof. "Free you say?" She asked, offering no explanation of what she found so funny. Then she took a big drink of her opened drink, adjusting her body to lean on one arm and her hips twisting to show off the chains on her hips, and the mesh that was barely held onto her body. If the chains snapped, or the mesh ripped, she'd be even more indecent. Her tail curled in a pleasing way. It was unclear if she was tempting Jak or Desman, or someone else. "Did you get anything to eat? Drinking on an empty stomach will get you wasted faster." She informed him.
"I have ice cream." Was his only response, and then offering it to her.
The horned woman lifted back onto her hip. "That's a start." She said, then summoned a spoon as easily as Jak had summoned the key, then took a spoon full of the sherbert, swirls of pink, orange, and lime green all in one small spoon. She sucked on the spoon after the ice cream melted down her throat. It had a different taste, but she liked it. She took another spoon and eventually began to leisurely consume about a third of the ice cream without hesitation. It would become very clear that Ash was one of those girls who could eat mountains of food and still be hungry. Also, that this ice cream was also alcoholic.
As a stripper, she got drinks all night, and it was bad form to not drink it with the guy that bought it. So her tolerance has been boosted from the experience, but even after a third, she could feel it. "Something's off here." She said, sitting back up properly and picking the whole thing up, she searched for that good old nutrition bar on the bottom because it wasn't on the sides, and found big letters saying 'Contains Alcohol! Not for Children'. She turned her colorless eyes over at Desman, daring him to claim ignorance. He did. She rolled her eyes at him playfully, moved the bucket back onto the blanket and stuck her spoon into it, only to pick up her bottle. "I'm okay with this, we died! If there was ever a reason to get drunk at the beach and watch a few hot men play with balls, I don't know what is." She teased, then took a big swallow. Maybe she should suggest Jak get in there.
Her grin never left her face, even as she tosses the key into the air and effortlessly catches it. She got a pretty good idea what he was implying, and she saunters over. Like a cat approaching something shiny or fuzzy, Ash approaches Jak in the limited space of the changing room. Jak knew something was up instantly, but he didn't really argue as she reached out for the cuffs. She inspected them like she didn't believe they were as real as the one on her own wrist. In fact, they were much heavier, more solid. She put her nearly naked back against his bare chest, pressing her butt into his hips and continued to play with the cuff. She inserted the arm into the slot and pushed lightly to make the clicking made by the razor like teeth.
A single click was heard, then a few seconds later, another. 'Click... Click... Click...' In the silence of the room it seemed she was thinking over his proposal while she was checked the cuffs for authenticity. What she was really doing was baiting him. This made Jak a little hesitant, but he could feel her body grinding on him - again - and distracted himself by reaching up and touching her waist. After what they'd done he rightfully believed he had permission to at least touch her when he pleased. It was a welcomed feeling. He heard the clicking continued, there were about 20 teeth... He wondered what she would do when she reached the end. His hands slid down to her hips, and back up, lazily. Having contact with someone else, even just this casual petting, he missed it. Just as he was drifting off in thought he'd feel the cold metal of both cuffs snapping onto his wrists. Making him tense up.
But if anyone knew what giving her the key to a pair of cuffs meant, it was Ash. He was into some things kinkier than public fun. She heard him mutter something behind her, then grinned to herself as she casually stuffed the key into her top and brought the screen up to him. "Desman's been waiting long enough. Let's go." She teased him, before pulling away. He's lucky she didn't lock him to something in the room~!
Hips dancing to her own beat, Ash lead the way through the crowded beach towards the robot, one hand had Jak's phone as she was comparing landmarks, and the other held Jak's hand non-committedly; their fingers entwined and she pulled him by it gently. It was simple enough to make the average joe think they were already a thing but loose enough to believe that she was just leading him through the crowd. Several people gave them dirty looks, but no one told them if it was because of the literal demon walking among them in just mesh and chains, or if it was because they had the audacity to hold hands in a public setting. He was too mesmerized by her swaying hips to pay attention to the overly crowded path, apparently, this wasn't just the most optimal path according to map-quest midget's calculations but also according to the common man's sense. It was inconvenient and the eye rolling started early.
Eventually, they found Desman sitting on his picnic blanket, his prizes both sitting beside him as condensation rolled down the bottles and the ice-cream was probably already soup. "There he is." She said, sounding considerably more gleeful than she did previously. She pulled Jak to the blanket with her, sitting in between him and Desman as casually as ever and then turned to see the game playing out. Instantly the three primes involved ping on her radar, luckily for all three of them they were on her list, so she instantly recognized Dust, Takezo, and Gildarts. They got there about the second time Dust ate leather and Ash took in the other people with them. Two sickly adorable figures, a shitzu and a girl with pigtails, a pink horse that instantly made her gag, and two felines. A cat on two legs, and one in the air. None of them mean anything to her, but she noted them in case they meant anything to the other three.
She absently reached behind her and grabbed a bottle of the hard lemonade, pulled in front of her, ignored the cold sweat dripping down her leg as it hovered over her thigh. With a flick of her wrist, she twisted the cap off and tossed it back into the cardboard holder where the drink had been without looking. "Who's winning?" She asked, before taking a swig. It took her a few before she realized it was alcoholic. Only when she felt the slightest burn in her throat and down in her empty gut did she figure something was off. She looked at the label and found the clearly stated 'ALC/Vol', right next to 'contains alcohol'.
Ignoring her last question entirely, as he had no time to answer her anyway, she turned back to the robot. "Are you planning to jump me again after you get me drunk?" She accused him, but not seriously. All while also passing Jak's a drink if he wasn't already drinking himself. She heard him open it, the fizz popping the top off a little and a small bit of smoky mist rising to prove how cold it was.
Meanwhile, Desman was confused by her statement, other than the accusation she was implying. He reached over and grabbed to bottles, reading both labels as if there might be a misprint on one but not the other. "I had no idea, these were just given to me! They were free..." He said, still comparing exact copies of the same label.
Ash just laughed at him, sounding a lot like a hard rain against the roof. "Free you say?" She asked, offering no explanation of what she found so funny. Then she took a big drink of her opened drink, adjusting her body to lean on one arm and her hips twisting to show off the chains on her hips, and the mesh that was barely held onto her body. If the chains snapped, or the mesh ripped, she'd be even more indecent. Her tail curled in a pleasing way. It was unclear if she was tempting Jak or Desman, or someone else. "Did you get anything to eat? Drinking on an empty stomach will get you wasted faster." She informed him.
"I have ice cream." Was his only response, and then offering it to her.
The horned woman lifted back onto her hip. "That's a start." She said, then summoned a spoon as easily as Jak had summoned the key, then took a spoon full of the sherbert, swirls of pink, orange, and lime green all in one small spoon. She sucked on the spoon after the ice cream melted down her throat. It had a different taste, but she liked it. She took another spoon and eventually began to leisurely consume about a third of the ice cream without hesitation. It would become very clear that Ash was one of those girls who could eat mountains of food and still be hungry. Also, that this ice cream was also alcoholic.
As a stripper, she got drinks all night, and it was bad form to not drink it with the guy that bought it. So her tolerance has been boosted from the experience, but even after a third, she could feel it. "Something's off here." She said, sitting back up properly and picking the whole thing up, she searched for that good old nutrition bar on the bottom because it wasn't on the sides, and found big letters saying 'Contains Alcohol! Not for Children'. She turned her colorless eyes over at Desman, daring him to claim ignorance. He did. She rolled her eyes at him playfully, moved the bucket back onto the blanket and stuck her spoon into it, only to pick up her bottle. "I'm okay with this, we died! If there was ever a reason to get drunk at the beach and watch a few hot men play with balls, I don't know what is." She teased, then took a big swallow. Maybe she should suggest Jak get in there.
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Warning: Anything that involves Ash should be rated M. Possibly higher.
Erik Vrell : Ash has a 'love' fourth dimensional shape
Erik Vrell : As in its wide and unfathomable for us mere mortals

