<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/5c/75/59/5c755911ea51d73bff3a01972b30a5b6.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Dara Kurova (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=250173.msg12369710#msg12369710)<br/><strong>City | Date | Time:</strong>Nauru | October 23, 2016 | Around 9 PM<br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong>Miles Radnie<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Silliness<br/><hr/>What a jerk! Flouncing his olive toned ass about like he didn’t have a care in the world. Then when she blushes because she gets an eyeful of the goods, he makes fun of her! Jerk! Rude!<i>MEAN!!</i>”I said shuddup!!” She barked as she cupped both her hands over her face, blushing all the more brightly thanks to the attention he was drawing towards it! Dara wasn’t exactly the type of woman to turn into a blushy girly girl like this and it was infuriating! She was<i>cool</i>and<i>aloof</i>…. Okay, maybe not so much aloof but she was pretty damn cool! Although considering the way her voice cracked and squeaked when she barked at him, she was definitely losing that ‘cool’ image more and more.  As a matter of fact, while he was busy verbally jerking himself off, she was busy trying to think of the best way to<i>flip</i>him off. That was until his teasing came to a very usually question – and not one he seemed to be posing to her.<br/><br/>Dara blinked and peeked at him through parted fingers. ”What?” As quickly as that he’d disarmed her. All that indignant rage that had started to boil inside her at his arrogance melted away and was instead replaced by an unsettling mixture of confusion and intrigue. He did keep coming back, didn’t he? For some reason that hadn’t been a thought to occur to him until he actually stated it,  himself. He was always so all over the place and full of whimsy, shouldn’t it have been surprising to her? Shouldn’t she have connected the possibility earlier? He’d said it, hadn’t he? He was addicted to her. She wasn’t a pain in the ass. He wanted to<i>know</i>those secrets she told absolutely no one.<br/><br/>Suddenly glacial blues widened back at him and it had little due with his comment about<i>modeling</i>. She felt like he’d just poured a glass of cold water over her head. How could she have been so<i>stupid</i>? Here he was trying to get to know her better and she was--<i>uuuuughhh!!</i>Dara wanted to punch herself in the throat. She was right blind idiot, wasn’t she? I mean, just look at him! Was he being silly for the sake of being silly or was he being silly to avoid the subject he’d just unwittingly popped wide open?<br/><br/>”Miles.” She groaned, rolling her eyes as a lazy smile tugged at her lips. She couldn’t help it. He could so easily come off as an arrogant cad but she honestly felt like there was more to it. Well, she thought so at least but he was really making it tough for her to think right now. He was showing off again, and in a way the man had every right too. Just look at him? Every little move he made had corded muscles rolling beneath his flesh. His shoulders were wide and densely packed from all those vigorous adventures he continuously went on.  His hips were narrow in comparison but just girthy enough to make a girl think of just how wide they’d spread her legs just so he could settle in firmly against her.<br/><br/>”Miles…” She groaned in protest again, this time her tone a touch huskier. She lifted to her feet a moment later, and another second after that she closed the distance between them. Without hesitation Dara caught him by the shell of his ear, almost as if she were cross with him, but when she tugged him down it wasn’t to twist it painfully like you might thing. Instead she did something that surprised even<i>her</i>. Dara drew his lips over her own, swiftly capturing them up in a lingering kiss that felt both hesitant to start and reluctant to end. There was a subtle pause after the initial contact, as though for the briefest of moments she might second guess herself, but another moment later plump satin parted and the tip of her tongue tentatively snaked along the curve of his upper lip. ”Just shut up…” Warmth tickled at his moistened flesh as her forehead settled in against his, mirth filled blues fluttering open to glitter back at him with the same mischief they always did when they were about to go on a new adventure. After all, if all went well, this would be just as every bit as exciting.