<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=9845.msg535999#msg535999">Quote from: Cherri Tart on 27-02-2008, 18:32:55</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Lily smiled, reluctant to let go of the Satyr.  She was feeling... well, sort of what she imagined it would feel like to have a little too much wine.   Not that she ever had.  In fact, she'd never had any wine at all.  She giggled suddenly, thinking that if this is what if felt like, she should do something about that.  Or maybe she should just spend more time hugging Io... <br/><br/>"Good." she said, clapping her hands together as the helmets dropped to the ground and he invited her up on the back of the bike.  SHe giggled, unable to form all the other words that she wanted to say, such as 'can't i wrap my lets around you too' and 'i've never had a beast before'  She wondered if that would be considered flirting, and really, if it would be clumsy.  Instead, she consoled herself by settling in behind the Satyr and indeed, putting her arms around him and hugging him close, her cheek pressed up against his back.. suddenly the thought of what it would be like to ride naked behind him began to seep into her thoughts... and of course, he would be naked too... <br/><br/>She blinked, suddenly aware that really, she shouldn't be thinking those thoughts, yet unable to help herself.  "This is nice..." she murmered, whether to herself or him, even she wasn't sure.  <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Just you wait untill I turn the engine on," he replied with a grin. The beast hummed to life and they set out into the snow covered city.<br/>Lily found herself almost not believeing it. Only an hour had passed, and they had not only left New York, they had left it far behind. She had never seen anyone as lucky with traffic as Io, they hadn't ran into a single red light, not a single traffic jam, and the snow hadn't even slowed them down. Around them the white country side stretched out like something out of a fairytale, wich she guessed it was. A modern day fairytale.<br/>Just then the engine stuttered and decided to die on them. Sometimes things was to good to be true. Io didn't seem at all supprised though, he just pulled over to the side and climbed off. He produced some tools from under the seat and went to work.<br/>"These prices you pay? This is one of them..."