[D7 ME] Date for the Dance

[Zeno Deathwright]

"Thinking about that, you'd probably look very nice in a Death's Shadow skin coat."

[Shaisha Vreysk]

Shaisha snorts a brief laugh. "Shame it smelled worse than all the dirty socks in the Academy when we got around to skinning it then. I'll have to find something else to skin for me to wear instead."

"Acklays probably don't make good coats?"

[Zeno Deathwright]

"From what I read they're chitinous. Also, it's a bit more difficult than that since it is to be captured alive. Should make things more interesting," he says with a shrug.

[Shaisha Vreysk]

"Live capture?" her eyebrows rise slightly. "... Now that will be a challenge for you. Lightsabers aren't exactly the ideal weapon for that kind of thing. Thinking of getting some weapons with stun-settings?"

[Zeno Deathwright]

"I still have my rifle and a stun grenade," he says.

[Shaisha Vreysk]

"Should do the trick then, given it doesn't eat you first," she giggles and leans forward to snag another kiss... it had been too long since the previous one, after all!

"I don't like the idea of monsters eating you up."

[Zeno Deathwright]

"I don't know... maybe you can be my monster," he says, standing and pulling her close. "I would not mind that."

[Shaisha Vreysk]

Her lips purse in a slightly amused expression. "Monster? Me?" she laughs a little as he pulls her close. "I'm hardly a monster."

"Just a maneater. Or a deviless as that Republic officer calls me."

[Zeno Deathwright]

"A maneater? Are you feeling hungry," he asks, a hand moving to the back of her neck.

"Do I need to feed you? Do you want me to fill you up? I wouldn't want you to go hungry." His lips move to hers.

[Shaisha Vreysk]

His words, combined with his touch, makes her thoughts go somewhere else than this night club. "Mmhmm... you have certainly stirred my appetite."

She ferociously claims his lips, biting, then kissing.

[Zeno Deathwright]

His body was warm, pressed to hers, his lips hungry for hers. He leans to her ear and whispers, "Do you need to visit the refresher?"

[Shaisha Vreysk]

"Sounds like a plan..." she nods, her breathy voice full of anticipation.

[Zeno Deathwright]

Taking her arm in his, chuckling a bit at the excitement, he starts leading the way to one of the many refresher in the club. "You are so dam sexy when you get excited. Well, all the time really."

[Shaisha Vreysk]

"You're just very good at tempting me," she teases in return, her hand sliding down his back and grabbing a squeeze as they walk together.

"Knowing exactly what to say and do... like you're reading my mind." She shoots him a wink, considering how they both would enhance their senses with the Force for such activities.

[Zeno Deathwright]

"Never when it's not the time for such things, beautiful.". When they get there he takes a look around to make sure there are no bouncers watching before ushering her in.

[Shaisha Vreysk]

Judging by the place and the lax security for this particular incident, it would almost seem like the owners of the establishement welcomed their patrons to find other ways to entertain themselves during a night out.

"Now's the time then," she smirks as she pulls him in after her. "No more words."

[Zeno Deathwright]

Moving in, his body only speaking the language of passion, words not necessary or wanted. He takes hold of her legs and lifts her, pinning her to the door. His mouth was far too busy to say anything anyway, burning as he takes and gives all of the emotions he can.

/ftb