He growled, and Skylar had certainly smirked.  A predatory murmur she herself was all too fluent in, left no question that Scott, though poised in that moment and seated, was stalking prey.  His beast wasn't taking kindly to being ignored, and it gave her hand all the more reason to skim the blonde's thigh, pulling it gently towards her to spread Imari's legs ever so slightly.  This was a territorial move despite its gracefully subtle execution, and her rich blue eyes were alight with wicked competition before falling to note the fleeting rush of his hand that acknowledged the mass that had grown in his jeans.  The subtle duant had triggered him, and within moments, the congressman had taken the blonde into his own hands; his beast finally clawing free.  So, it was to hell with the career after all, and Skylar's smirk broadened in sinful appeasement.<br/><br/>The frim command of Scott's voice coupled with the purposeful positioning of his hands not only pulled Imari from the lingering enchantment the brunette had cast over her, but brought her to her knees, where she became suddenly very aware of her placement as the fever in his eyes demanded her attention.  She didn't breathe though her lips parted softly, the lustful haze of her mind succumbing to the ultimatum he gave her as he pressed his kiss to hers with intent. So long she had been thirsting after the taste of his lips, the feel of his powerful hands, and it was evident by the way her own ached up his legs.  Her face came to nestle against the arousal still constricted by Scott's jeans and her spider like fingers reached higher to nimbly work at the belt he wore.<br/><br/>Skylar had waited, watched as her summoner was ushered by Scott's kiss from the sofa to the floor between them.  It was her turn to release a primal purr as Imari crawled towards him, chasing the temptation of his lips until they left her to suggest there were better things she could be doing with her mouth.  Imari accepted the terms, months spent just close enough to touch yet never quite getting there had been what truly wore down her will.  She had yearned for him, and now she was captivated by something much stronger than the mere lust Skylar was emanating.  Scott had Imari's undivided attention, and it was then that the creature that standing witness decided she was going to call the blonde's bluff.  "Congressman, don't you know you score more bees with honey than with vinegar?" Her husky voice followed his, while a delicate hand reached towards the round of the blonde's backside until she too lifted from her seat to kneel beside the vulnerably posed Imari.<br/><br/>Imari's lithe digits tugged at the rough denim of Scott's pants, but as Skylar situated herself beside her, the succubus hooked a finger beneath her jaw and drew her attention to her red stained lips.  The temptress was gentle in her ushering of Imari's face towards hers, challenging Scott's domination over her with efforts as smooth as silk.  This too was a cunning act of peacocking, Skylar merely wanting to test the man's resolve as Imari strayed away from his direction to implore the kiss her counterpart had to offer instead.  Red painted finger tips combed through blonde hair, but even as Imari drank in the woman's sinful flavor one hand remained to knead the buldge she had been introduced to.  Her free hand brushed aside Skylar's dark rich locks, and her lips moved to the soft expanse of her exposed neck, and another sultry purr radiated from the brunette's throat.<br/><br/>Those electric blue eyes fluttered open then, their sights landing on the man before them as a kittenish grin formed Skylar's next words.  "Besides, isn't it me who should be proving my worth?" Her hand joined Imari's, groping against the rigid form of Scott's manhood before both women moved in unison to drag his pants from his hips.  Smears of red painted his inner thigh as Skylar inched herself into the part of his legs, Imari's hand mimicking the journey while her doe brown eyes gazed upon the woman's travels, her slender fingers weaving to cradle the back of Skylar's head to encourage her purposeful path.<br/><br/>Here Imari ripped her focus from her forward accomplice, casting her eyes upwards as her free hand continued to splay up Scott's torso.  "If it appeases you, Scott, then yes, I'm sure," she murmured, bringing her kiss to his abdomen as Skylar released the need in his boxers, running the ball of metal piercing her tongue along its now accessable length.