<div align="center"><strong>~* Mae Little aka "MeiMei"- operation seduce Vincent, plantetside on Persephone *~</strong></div><br/><br/>A slow smile spread across her full luscious lips as Mae watched the tight green material of Vincent's shirt mould along the contours of his very impressive upper body. She found herself relieving the sudden dryness of her once moist lips with a slick of her tongue as she devoured the sight of his broad shoulders. His body had helped her more than once with her fantasies. Simply put he was built in such a deliciously sexy way that had every inch seemly crying out for her touch. The besotted pilot promised herself right then and there that in the very near future she would be doing so much more than merely touching him.<br/><br/>Her dark brown eyes filled with more than innocent amusement. Desire clouded her irises as the images of two lovers teased her senses. She wanted him, that much was clear, but one question always surfaced. If they took it to the next level, would the do more damage than good?  For weeks the two had been dancing around each other, teasing with playful banter. She adored him in so many ways that had very little to do with sexual satisfaction. It was for those very reasons she hadn't acted on her instincts, holding back, trying to keep things between the light and friendly.<br/><br/>Mae was certainly more than capable of getting any man that she took a fancy to, and had done so many times in the past. It was with that understanding that Mae proved to herself that her feelings towards Vincent was different.  If she simply wanted to get laid she could have easily found a warm and willing body.  However a random body no longer appealed to the young pilot. Her cravings leaned towards the handsome man that spent hours sitting beside her in the cockpit of The Gamble. She wanted to lose all her senses, drown in his kisses, and warm her body with his touch.<br/><br/>Deep down, Mae was a romantic, dreaming of meeting that one special man that would belong to her, and she him. It was that small optimistic voice, that life hadn't managed to dampen, that would whisper to her every time she looked at Vincent. It would sweep through her body with a warm wave stroking her senses with a very pleasant tingle as it skated across her nerve endings. Now here he was, offering his hand to her. A small but romantic gesture that melted her heart and fed into her love struck imaginations. The simple invitation had her feeling giddy as warmth bloomed in the pit of her stomach.  So it came as a bit of a shock to her when she found herself not accepting his arm, but instead Mae moved around him with the grace of a cat on the prowl. Raising her one hand, she allowed it to stroke across his body as she circled him once fully before she positioned herself directly behind the man she was so hoping to get to know better. Releasing a soft breath Mae smoothed both her hands along his back, starting almost indecently low, taking great pleasure in feeling the muscles dance beneath her simple touch.  With a simple tug Mae lined her body against his before springing upward and onto his back, clinging to him as she wrapped her arms around his neck at the same time his arms moved to secure her exposed toned creamy white thighs to his side.<br/><br/>Leaning over, pressing her body against his, Mae felt her long blond hair sway across her back as it draped over one shoulder with its silky strands, brushing against his body. Pressing her lips against the shell of his ear Mae purred as she whispered in his ear "how did you know nibbling on a meat stick was one of my most favourite things to do?”  Her soft and teasing giggle tickled the small hairs on the back of his neck as she rested her chin on his shoulder, sporting a wide playful smile. "Lead the way my good man. I place my time and more importantly, my hungers in your most capable hands.” Nuzzling her cheek on the back of his neck, Mae couldn't help but take in the full mouthwatering delectable scent of him. Her mind swam with a powerful yearning for the craving that throbbed deeply within her, taunting her for weeks begging to be finally satisfied.<br/><br/>Unable to resist, she placed several soft butterfly kisses on the very center of his skin just below his hairline before gaining a shaky control over her senses. A bystander might interpret her actions with those of a young woman in love, or at the very least, extremely smitten with the young man she was currently wrapped around. Both would be very accurate, however only one would she be willing to admit to at this point in time, after all Love and Mae haven't had the best of track records in the past. However, it was her adventurous spirit that wouldn't allow her to hold back, she might not be willing to admit to the possibilities of a deeper more meaningful emotion at this point, but that wasn't going to stop her from enjoying as much of Vincent that he would allow, both body and soul.<br/><br/>"Feed me your meat big boy" Mae teased as she stroked her hands over his chest in a very suggestive manner. “I have a feeling we are gonna need all the energy we can get tonight!”<br/><br/>