<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/c9/40/05/c940058003ae21d27ae5334a2a43eabc--gorgeous-men-beautiful-people.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Brion Markov||Geoforce (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15029427#msg15029427)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>As picture<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>Saturday, August 22nd 2020<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>About 8:00 PM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Brion and Helena’s shared room<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Date plans!<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Helena; Closed<br/><br/><hr/><br/>“Would you want to? Guess I’ve always figured you may be saving something to eventually return home, or help your brother. I mean....I would never turn down help, it’s for the community, but I didn’t mean to guilt-trip you into doing such a thing....”<br/><br/>Now Brion was sort of quiet about his wealth, everyone expected a prince to be somewhat wealthy and he lived a much simpler lifestyle than even most affluent people. This was Helena and he didn't want to even mislead her by letting her believe a misinterpretation. "<strong>I'm about as wealthy as Bruce Wayne or Lex Luthor.</strong>" he says not bragging, just stating a fact. "<strong>Markovia is not a vast nation but we have a lot of minerals. I had my inheritance handled by some very talented investors.</strong>" he says it almost like he's outing himself in a lie. "<strong>Of course I want to help, and you did no such thing as guilt trip me. Its an offer I make of my own free will.</strong>"<br/><br/>He squirms a little when she hugs him closer. It felt just a little too good. “I barely held my own with the bo staff against him. He then cut it in half at one point and I used both rods in mostly defense. He’s just so damn fast, with his wiry little fucking arms. Or maybe it’s been awhile since I’ve fought against someone my level, maybe I’m getting too slow....” her tone by the end wasn’t self-judgmental, but actually playful. “Bet I could still beat you though!” She turned her head and parted her teeth to bite Brion’s shoulder hard enough to leave the tiniest of soft red markings, but nowhere close to breaking skin. Before her eyes, it healed almost instantly, the mark fading away due to his accelerated healing powers and she pouted prettily before grabbing him and shoving him to the left. ”Your powers make you a cheat.” He moans loudly at the bite and grinds against her holding her close. And in honesty here, was he supposed to try and resist her at this point in time? "<strong>Yes...you have me at your mercy.</strong>" he tells her refusing to retreat and take a break from the rush of emotions coursing through him. He needed to be able to deal with this when they were on missions.<br/><br/>He cocks an eye brow at her. "<strong>And how am I cheating? It's not like I can turn the healing off unless I'm levitating.</strong>" he asks. The idea of levitating while they were naked together does bring some interesting ideas to his mind. He had to stop this line of thought and watch the tv show. They promised to wait until after tomorrow. And as easy as it would be right now to "<strong>..what the..</strong>" Within seconds, Brion was on his back, head on the pillows, and Helena laid on top of him, her legs draped on either side of his hips as she crossed her elbows upon his sternum and rested her chin on them. Her violet eyes blinked close to his as she grinned in the now -much- more risqué position than before.<br/><br/>It was impossible to hide the condition he was in as she straddled him like this, the best he could do is not constantly throb against her...and no grinding either, that was important to keep in mind. Focus on her lips...no, no not her lips her...words. Thinking was beginning to become more challenging. “I still can’t really believe we are here, at the Sanctuary....together....with Superman and Wonder Woman and all the Greats. It’s kinda....surreal.....like a dream. Like my alarm is going to go off in 45 minutes and I’ll get dressed in a navy pantsuit to go to work at the school.” She chuckled lightly at that, leaning her head over and now resting her cheek on her arms while still looking up at Brion.<br/><br/>He blinked at that. "<strong>You wear pantsuits?...really? you cover those legs?</strong>" he asks. The first part was sort of hazy, Helena never quite believed she deserved the good things that happened to her even though she earned them ten times over. He has his hands on her hips as he leans up to look her in the eyes. "<strong>Ok, I suppose most male teens would probably never remember what their lessons were. I know its hard to think around you sometimes.</strong>" he admits. "<strong>And no, no surprise alarms waking you; you and I are real...we'll still be like this in 45 minutes.</strong>"