Nadia found herself smiling against Nick's neck as he spoke. Hearing some of his thoughts on what he wished where happening sparked a few ideas for herself. It made it all so much easier for her to enjoy. Her clit was tingling with need and aching for attention, the little pressure that came from rubbing against his leg was just not enough. Soft little moans escaped her throat here and there while he admitted to what he really wanted to do. Nadia's hand never paused on his cock. She enjoyed the way it twitched and pulsed in her hand and the way Nick squirmed for it. In some ways, it was her greatest weakness. The more Nick enjoyed what was happening, the more she enjoyed it with him.<br/><br/>His question sent a myriad of images flashing through her mind. He seemed a little knew to this, but he was passionate. She imagined him pinning her to wall, and then bending her a desk or laying her back on the table. She shivered and her cheeks darkened, about to answer him when Christie's voice disturbed her. She looked up in surprise, and then frowned a little when she was Jun getting up and heading her way.<br/><br/>"Sorry," Nadia sighed, giving Nick a quick kiss before she stood up. "Ask me again later and I'll tell you." She gave his dick a farewell squeeze, and then got up to get out of Jun's way. "All yours," she told the girl teasingly as she moved aside and let her eyes scan the room. Carl was laying on the floor not very far away and looking for all the world like he was completely exhausted. Kyle, at least she thought that was his name, was sitting down and fiddling with his belt. She had noticed Kylie's race from the room, but really hadn't thought much of it. She hadn't seen the altercation between him and Jamie, so she attributed his apparently dark mood to the Goth girl's flight.<br/><br/>Nadia found herself wondering what had happened as she walked over to Kyle, but she didn't ask. Over the last few minutes the room had gotten a little too warm and Nadia flicked a few button's loose on the white, men's shirt she worse before pulling it off over her head and dropping it on a desk. It left her in a bright orange tank-top barely thick enough to hide the shape of her bra beneath it and the dark green boy-shorts. A large chunk of her tattoo was on display, but she was becoming more comfortable with her state of undress and everything that has happening as time went by. She felt far less nervous, the need to hide or be modest nearly gone.<br/><br/>She stopped by Kyle's chair and found herself blushing a little as his eyes traveled up her body. She wasn't entirely sure what bothered her more, knowing he had been the one wielding that belt earlier on Jun, or the dark mood that seemed to hang around him. She found herself wondering if he was going to try to use it on her and Nadia couldn't figure out how to feel about it if he did. Thinking too much was making her nervous.<br/><br/>"Guess it's you and me now, then," Nadia tried to smile despite how awkward she felt. She came around to stand between his legs, unsure if she should kneel between them or simply stand bent over his lap as she worked. She knew she had to wait for Christie's go-ahead, but it felt too weird to just stand between his legs and wait. So, she leaned over to rest her hands on his thighs, it let her look him in the eyes and let him see down the front of her shirt if he chose to look. "Pleasure to meet you officially. I'm Nadia."