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Post by Kragen on Nov 22, 2012 1:32:03 GMT -6
The hot shower water poured down from the water head and onto Rose's body as she ran her hands across her hair and face. The disgusting stench of sewer slowly but surely washing off of her as she relaxed while surrounded by the steam emitted from the water in the tub. It was the best feeling she had all night ever since leaving that God forsaken place. She still wasn't sure what she was going to do, living on the run wasn't something the young woman looked forward to. But she was certain that once she talked with Roy they would be able to figure something out. While Rose finished scrubbing her hair there was just one problem as she could hear a door outside the bathroom opening and closing... This was not her home And that was not her shower. |
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Post by Ayen on Nov 25, 2012 4:50:42 GMT -6
Drake White has been on the run ever since escaping the grasp of the Angel of Death back outside the Vulture's military base in Sector 9. And while it wasn't the smartest thing to go back to your place of residence while on the run, Drake had things he needed to pick up there before he could meet up with Meryl in Sector 4. The last thing he expected upon entering the apartment was the sound of his shower running.
“Oh great, I have a bum in my bathroom.”
Drake drew the golden tiger striped Desert Eagle and slowly made his way towards the bathroom, opening the door and then approaching the presence behind the steamed up glass shower door. But when he opened it and aimed his gun towards the person inside what he found was the Colonel's wife.
“Dear, Penthouse.” |
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Post by Kragen on Nov 28, 2012 8:07:22 GMT -6
Rose couldn't move no matter how hard she tried to. She was paralyzed in fear as the footsteps outside the bathroom door slowly approached. Her entire body shaking while the sound of the door opening could be heard and she could make out a shadowy figure on the other side of the glass. The shower door sliding open and a gun brought to her face. But it wasn't the gun that shocked her. It was the person holding it. "Drake! What are you doing here!?"Dumb question and he could have asked the same thing, but she was more mad that Drake had caught her in someone else's shower in the nude more than anything. As the shock went through her system she lost her footing, falling forward and right into the arms of Isafaro's Golden Boy. |
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Post by Ayen on Dec 2, 2012 9:33:22 GMT -6
Drake caught Rose before she could fall into the ground out of the tub. It was the gentlemanly thing to do after all. Though he was sure it would have earned him a slap either way he'd rather not let such a pretty face hit the bathroom floor. Bringing a hand up to Rose's chin he gently lifted her head up to look at him as he smiled.
“It's not everyday you find a beautiful woman in your shower. What's the occasion?” |
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Post by Kragen on Dec 2, 2012 18:47:07 GMT -6
Drake had caught her and she grew silent. Her heart beating faster as she felt his dry hands touch her wet back. Feeling his warmth cover her body that was momentarily taken by cold upon leaving the hot water, and his voice reaching her ears being as sly as ever as it didn't take a genius to figure out he was enjoying himself in this situation. Not caring at all that she was a married woman. Then again, why would that stop him? The man had no shame when it came to the women he flirted, seduced and bedded. But she had no intention on cheating on her husband. At least that what she thought until she was forced to look up into his eyes and felt a shiver shoot down her spine as their eyes met. It had been a while since someone closer to her age has... No! What was she thinking? It was inexcusable! "Drake, please... My towel. Please..." |
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Post by Ayen on Dec 2, 2012 19:25:30 GMT -6
"Drake, please... My towel. Please..."
Drake could hear her heart race, perks to having superhuman senses. He felt her body respond positively to his warmth, to his touch. And he could sense the guilt that came soon after when she realized she was enjoying it. Drake made sure to keep eye contact with Rose as she spoke to him. Begging. Enjoying the chills he was giving her with a mere glance.
"Drake, please... My towel. Please..."
“Are you sure you're done? I could join you, if you want.” |
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Post by Kragen on Dec 2, 2012 19:43:46 GMT -6
Rose should have reprimanded him for that comment right there. She couldn't slap him because she was currently naked. But she didn't. Instead Rose was honestly considering taking him up on his offer. She loved her husband but when it came to the more "basic" of human needs, the Colonel found himself lacking. And Drake, well... She'd be lying if she said she never wondered given his reputation as a ladies man. With a shaking voice, Rose found herself begging once more. "Drake, please... Hand me my towel." |
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Post by Ayen on Dec 2, 2012 19:55:55 GMT -6
"Drake, please... Hand me my towel."
Normally when Drake made an offer like that the rejection was instantaneous. Unless of course the woman in question was considering it. That what the silence suggested before Rose finally asked for her towel again and if she was hoping he didn't pick up on it, she was sadly mistaken. He let out an amused chuckle and then grabbed the nearby towel wrapping it around her body.
“If you insist.” |
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Post by Kragen on Dec 2, 2012 20:10:37 GMT -6
Rose felt the towel on her back and quickly wrapped it around herself as she stepped away from Drake. Tying it up nice and tight so it'd stay on before looking back at Drake. She would have turned to turn off the shower but she was afraid to turn her back on the man. If he was to touch her, or do anything else... Rose wasn't sure if she would be able to stop herself. Keeping her distance, as much as one could in such a small room, she engaged him in conversation to keep her mind off the obvious things they were both thinking. "I didn't know this was your place. I'm sorry." |
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Post by Ayen on Dec 2, 2012 20:42:55 GMT -6
"I didn't know this was your place. I'm sorry."
With a simple step forward, Drake had closed all of that distance with no effort whatsoever on his part as he breathed on her neck and whispered seductively into her ear.
“I suppose if I was a complete stranger it'd be better? You could always pretend.” |
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Post by Kragen on Dec 2, 2012 21:30:10 GMT -6
Rose shuddered when he blew on her neck, her hand pressed up against the nearby shower door. Finding herself trapped in a literal corner in the room with the man whispering seductively in her ear. Of all the homes she could have broke into to take a shower, why did it have to be the home of Drake White? "Drake... I'm a married woman..."Rose said, more as a reminder to herself than an attempt to sway Drake off of her. |
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Post by Ayen on Dec 3, 2012 22:48:06 GMT -6
"Drake... I'm a married woman..."
“Won't stop you.”
Seeing that Rose had nowhere to run, Drake leaned in and softly kissed the side of her neck. Slowly going up and down it before moving up to her cheek, just waiting for her to turn her head and meet his lips. |
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Post by Kragen on Dec 4, 2012 22:14:21 GMT -6
"What?"Rose was confused by that statement but before she could even register it, he was kissing her neck. Her knees feeling weak as he felt those lips move up to her cheek, inching closer to her lips. All she had to do was say stop, to push him away and slap him for good measure. However Rose didn't do any of that. Instead Rose turned, meeting Drake's lips and closing her eyes. Embracing him.
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Post by Ayen on Dec 5, 2012 13:04:06 GMT -6
Called it.
Drake smiled into the kiss, wrapping his arms around Rose's body as he kissed her more passionately. He didn't want to think about how long it has been since she was truly satisfied. Isafaro's Golden Boy couldn't imagine that sex with the Colonel was all that great. Nothing against him personally it's just, he was so old. Rose needed someone in his prime to take care of her, and Drake was just the person to do it. Guiding his hands across her towel, he disrobed her and led her back into the shower that was still pouring boiling hot water out from the shower head. The glass door closing and covered with steam as all one could make out from the other end was a hand pressed up against the glass. The water drowning out Rose's shame.
Drake's eyes stared up at the ceiling from his bed. Laying down on his back against his old mattress and twirling a finger through Rose's short hair. Still eying the expensive diamond engagement ring on her finger that the Colonel had given her. To think after all of that Rose never took it off. A low chuckle escape Drake's throat before looking down and smiling at Rose.
“Well? Are you satisfied?” |
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Post by Kragen on Dec 7, 2012 13:59:00 GMT -6
Rose laid quietly by his side in shock at what she has just done. What she was too weak to resist. Feeling the finger twirl through the top of her hair, meanwhile her ear was planted on the man's chest hearing his steady heartbeat thud from within. How he could be so relaxed and calm after this was anyone's guess. Most people would have been somewhat concerned after sleeping with the Colonel's wife if it happened to them. But no, not him. He didn't care. The only thing that mattered to him was that he could cross Rose off his list of women he seduced into bed. "Shut up, Drake."Rose got out of bed and proceeded to put her clothes back on. Had this been her own house she would have screamed at him to get out but since she was the one who had broke in to use his shower, she'd just take her leave now. Feeling like she just threw up in her mouth as she finished dressing and looked back at him. "If you tell anyone... ANYONE at all about this I'll... I'll..."Rose began to talk very quietly. "I'll twist it off!" |
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