Good Night Beautiful (Day 9 Mid Evening Arsele's Closed)

[Arsele Girard]

That snapped Arsele out of her thoughts before she nods, giving a small smile, "I will happily give that to you Zanebry, if you'll have that in such humble circumstances~"

[Zanebry Varliss]

He rose from his seat, her hand still in his as he silently offered to help her to her feet. "Do you have anything for music? Or should I try and hum a tune?" He asked a small smile on his lips.

"Oh, and before we get started... How sexy do you want this to be?"

[Arsele Girard]

She chuckled softly, standing with him, "You follow my lead and I'll follow yours? But I'm all yours for this evening hon, so no need to be shy."

As far as music though... Arsele tells Siree to play her last dance tune, and something bouncy starts up.

[Zanebry Varliss]

Zane joined her with a soft last. "I'll take that as an excuse to completely wear you out then." He said, the words perhaps having a second lewder connotation behind them.

As the music started he grinned. "I'm going to have to take my jacket off for this." So parting for a moment he did, though it wasn't long before he made his way up to her, beginning to dance along the way, slowly starting to get a feel for her rhythm as she joined him.

[Arsele Girard]

It was much easier dancing in shorts and socks than a skirt and high heels, and knowing the song (an Alderaanian tune from near where she was from) helped her get into rhythm quickly. Arsele's dancing was very fluid, the clothes showing off all the conditioning she did to keep in shape.

"No need to make this too formal anyways; I need to vent some steam tonight, and seems like you could too."

[Zanebry Varliss]

''That's the truth." He replied as he moved in closer, trying hard not too pay too much attention to her conditioning, it was really quite hard though. Z did manage to find her rhythm though as used as he was to different partners, hos own style fluid, with a aided bit of flair and sexiness. "It's been a rough few days."

[Arsele Girard]

"VERY," she said without breaking stride, though not elaborating on that. She smiled really, even if thinking about things wanted to make her frown; Dancing could do that for her.

[Zanebry Varliss]

"Lets forget about all that then." Was his simple reply, as he gave himself away to the dance, and the woman he was with. Really there didn't need to be much thinking at this point. He'd been doing too much of that the last few days anyways.

[Arsele Girard]

The song changed to another summery Alderaanian tune, this one's beat a little more up tempo. That called for a more vigorous dance style and Arsele was quickly stepping and twisting to the tune.

[Zanebry Varliss]

Z wasn't one to shy a way from a fast pace, and so he joined her, matching her step for step. Thee was a bit of contact between then, as he helped her with spins, or as a assistant for one of her other moves., but for the moment they were few and far between, and any contact was mostly appropriate.

[Arsele Girard]

Arsele grinned as Z helped her, getting closer herself; It was less fun working up a sweat alone, "Mmmm... at least your fancy clothes don't seem to be slowing you down. Though you may get them a little sweaty."

[Zanebry Varliss]

"I'm used to it, and If I get sweaty, I can always take another layer off." He smiled at her before letting his eyes drift playfully down. "With yours on the other hand, if you get too sweaty, it might give me more of a view then I was expecting."

[Arsele Girard]

A chuckle escaped her lips, "Another good memory then, perhaps."

She let things stay at that tempo and contact level, a little bit of exertion and teasing for him and herself to see what Z would do with it.

[Zanebry Varliss]

"Perhaps." He replied with a soft laugh, his eyes moving towards hers for a moment.

He kept up the pace, not trying to change it, but as she began to teas him, he responded in kind. A brief touch, a hand brushed almost by accident across a piece of exposed skin. He wouldn't push things too far though, as long as she didn't up the stakes as well.

[Arsele Girard]

She let out a soft purr at one of the touches, pushing her back into him and speaking softly into his ear as she tiled her head back, "Am I supposed to take the lead since you're technically dancing with a princess, or is that my guest's job I wonder?"

[Zanebry Varliss]

"A gentleman always takes the lead." He whispered back, as his arms wrapped around her and began exploring. He was not shy about where he touched, as his head dipped into to kiss the corner of her jaw.

[Arsele Girard]

Another purr, Arsele's lithe strong form sliding against him as the song changed again to another spicy slamba tune, "Good; I hate all that hoity-toity stuff anyways."

[Zanebry Varliss]

The dancing continued, at least for the moment, along with the exploration of his hands. One moving to her inner thigh, as the other began to pull up her shirt, he'd take it off soon if she let him. "Then lets do away with all that then." He murmured as he kissed Arsele once again along the jawline, tempting her to move her lips towards his.

[Arsele Girard]

The loose white shirt slid up easily enough, Arsele even obligingly lifting her arms with her dancing. It being discarded revealed a cream coloured strapless bra clinging to her chest, the colour matching her skin mostly so it wouldn'y show through the white tank top.

[Zanebry Varliss]

Arsele always had good style. Z turned her in his arms, his lips seeking hers, as they started to drift closer to the wall. Somehow, it seemed more appropriate then the couch, though the kitchen counter might also be a viable option.

His hands move away from her skin at least for the moment, as he started to shed his own clothes, though they would remain connected at least through their lips. His bow-tie was the first to go, followed by the vest, hopefully she'd help with his shirt, as his hands drifted towards her shorts.

[Arsele Girard]

Asher mostly bare back pressed against the wall, she nipped at his bottom lip, hands undoing buttons in front of her, "I am happy I was right~"

His shirt slid open just as she finished saying this.

[Zanebry Varliss]

His chest was revealed as his shirt fell away, pale as most of his skin, it might have a few more scars then she was expecting, though most of them seemed a few years old. "About what?" He asked softly, as her shorts hit the floor, his hands moving to work on his belt.

There would be no talking from him for a while, as the last of their clothes fell away and the scene slowly drifted towards darkness.

/ftb?

[Arsele Girard]

"That is my little secret~" she said with a tease as the last shred of her clothes fell away.

/ftb

...

/fbi

Arsele lay on her futon, covered in a sheen of sweat as she lay there on her front. Her legs gently kicked behind her as she rested her chin on Zanebry's chest, looking up at him.

"Well?"

[Zanebry Varliss]

"Mmm... We should of done this sooner, it was too much fun to only want to do it once." He replied his hand on her back sliding down to rest on her rear. His lips quirked into a smile as he looked at her. "Sometimes I try to hard to be a gentleman I suppose."

[Arsele Girard]

"Yes, you do."

She gently poked his shoulder after wiggling her firm tush a bit under his hand.

"Sometimes you have to let loose a lit, enjoy yourself, be naughty. Or at least that's the way I see things. But I suppose I'm abit biased against bottling up my emotions and desires and personality for the sake of others sensibilities. Not that I still don't."

This was all said slightly off thanks to her chin resting on him, pressing in a bit as she talked.