<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://img11.deviantart.net/bbd6/i/2013/256/a/2/hookah_girl_by_daul-d6m6rk5.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kurat-ul-Ain Ali<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Beach<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Valentine, Open<br/><strong>Letters:</strong>none<br/><br/>Kurat rose a brow as it became increasingly clear that Valentine had no interest in what she was selling. Of course being a regular smoker she didn't really see why anyone wouldn't want to indulge a little, especially in situation like this, but then again she wasn't one to judge, "Hey one person's junk yard is another's treasure trove" she mused with a shrug, becoming increasingly more aware of the woman's hungry gaze, but not really letting it show.<br/><br/>A moment later and the older woman was upon her without warning, boxing her in in a rather predatory fashion. Kurat smirked, keeping up her aloof face, even when a kiss was stolen from her she simply blew out a gentle puff of smoke, causing little wisps of grey to dance between their lips. All of a sudden the hot summer air felt absolutely smoldering, the heat rising in her body as Kurat's eyes slowly rose up to meet Valentine's, "yeah, I'm a real sweet flower...question is, are you a honey bee?..." she cooed, running a hand down the woman's neck, tracing across the slope of her breasts and down her toned stomach, "...Or just a yellow jacket in disguise...?" she added, running the tip of her finger up and down the exposed length of her cock.<br/><br/>Suddenly a hand reached up and caught Valentine's shoulder as she tried to descend down Kurat's body, stopping her in her tracks. No doubt the woman hadn't been expecting such a gesture, not here. Kurat felt she was pretty good at reading people, which is why she had slipped away from Valentine when she first grabbed at her. She could sense it all over the woman, in her poster...in her eyes...passion, ferocity, lust...it dripped from her every pore, and in a primal way it made the woman very alluring, but also dangerous. Kurat wasn't sure why, but she felt compelled to push the woman away. She knew that both legally and physically she wouldn't be able to stop the girl from taking her, she had signed the contract and in the short time they had touched she knew Valentine was much stronger than her regardless, and deep down she knew that there was no real reason to resist anyways, she had come here for this, she wasn't a victim by any means. Still...there was something, call it morbid curiosity, that wanted to see how Valentine would react if Kurat tried to turn her away, especially after coming this far, "Sorry..." she cooed, intentionally leaning in close so the woman could feel the warmth of her breath as she whispered her rejection, "...this flower isn't yours to pick" she whispered, starting to gently push the woman away from her.