A fox's tale [Seren Fey and Hairy]
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				Title: <strong>A fox's tale [Seren Fey and Hairy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 23:36:25</strong>
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				Matt Ward stood staring at the window of the shop, buried deep in the backstreets of Kyoto. Normally antique shops help little interest to him, but the sudden sun shower had him ducking under the awning for shelter. "Serves me right for trying to figure my own way to the shrine, rather than use a proper map." he murmured, glancing at the rain over his shoulder. "Suppose I might as well go in and have a look around as stay out here."<br><br>Shaking off the water he stepped in, a small chime jangling to announce his presence. Rather than the wizened old man so beloved of this type of establishment (at least in the movies), it was young man, probably not out of his teens. He looked over Matt with a neutral expression then returned to the manga sitting on the desk in front of him.<br><br>Matt wandered around the shop, pausing occasionally to take a closer look at one item or another. One of the ornate looking tsuba's caught his eye, but translating the price made him blanche. <em>I knew they'd become collectors pieces, but yeesh.</em> he thought, shaking his head slightly. He had pretty much completed a circuit of the shop when something caught his toe and sent him sprawling to his knees.<br><br>"Hey, you ok?" came the voice of the guy at the desk, thankfully speaking English. Even with a few months here, Matt's Japanese was nowhere near fluent. <br><br>"Ah, yeah, yeah, I think so." Matt replied, starting to rise and brush off the dust from his trousers when something caught his eye. A glint of silver, something that had perhaps fallen down between a pair of desks. He hooked it out, blowing the dust off a nicely worked silver pendent on a chain. <em>I do still need to get Jodie something, after all.</em> he thought, turning it over and looking for a price.<br><br>"Um, how much for this piece?" he asked, holding it up.<br><br>The shopkeeper took it off him, turning it over and examining it. "No price on it?" he asked, which got him a shake of the head from Matt. "Call it 5000." <br><br>"Deal." replied Matt, counting out the cash, and taking the now gift wrapped piece of jewelry and putting it in his pocket.<br><br>&nbsp;- - - - -<br><br>Three weeks found him back Stateside, back in university, and now sans one girlfriend. Getting back jet lagged wasn't much fun. Getting back jetlagged, knowing you have to pack for college is less fun. Arriving back to that, and a "Dear John" email was about a bad as Matt felt it could get. Determined to show him that the universe listens to such things, he came down with a cold as well.<br><br>Seeing no real cause to linger, he moved into his small apartment a few days early, taking a day or two to unpack. With the sun all but gone, he had the place arranged as he'd wanted it. He flicked on the light switch, and the bulb above his head promptly blew out, prompting a sigh of long suffering. He started to search in his last bag .. he knew he'd packed some spare bulb, hadn't he? .. when his fingers brushed against something soft.<br><br>His brow furrowed as he extracted the small, still gift wrapped box, and he sat down heavily on the bed, turning it over in his hands. He slid a finger under the ribbon, popping it off and removed the necklace, holding it up to look at it better.&nbsp; He glanced at the window, and the moonlight drifting in through it, and turned slightly on the bed to let the soft light bathe the silver of the necklace.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A fox's tale [Seren Fey and Hairy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silvarusc</strong> on <strong>05-01-2009, 01:08:01</strong>
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				In the rather empty void of nothingness that housed spirits, wraiths, sleeping souls, and all such wispy things, a consciousness stirred, and came to life with a vibrant flash of silver and red colour.&nbsp; The rather formless creature turned toward what it perceived to be a light...an exit from the strange blackness that it had been living in for so very long without thought or memory, and it rushed forwards without a single thought about it.&nbsp; When the spirit caught itself into the little pinpoint of light, the world for her went a rather brilliant white, and rushing sound filled her mind, leaving her blinking and cocking her head in wonder as the world slowly faded back into focus.&nbsp; <br><br>A yawn swelled up inside of her, and she felt the sudden desire to arch her back in an enormous stretch, eyes closed with the pleasure of <em>sensation</em>.&nbsp; Oh, happy, joyous, feeling!&nbsp; It had been so long, an impossible age, since she'd been able to feel!&nbsp; To hear things, to smell things, to see things!<br><br>Settling back down, she held out a hand, opening her eyes to examine the rather flawless, completely bare porcelain skin that accompanied her all too human appearance.&nbsp; She remembered the humans, rather vaguely, and remembered the fact that it had been they that had trapped her inside that silly little gem...they'd trapped her inside her own ball!&nbsp; How dare they?&nbsp; But she was out now, and that was the only thing in the universe that mattered.<br><br>Her emerald eyes glittered in the dark, an almost feral glow surrounding them as she began to examine the surroundings.&nbsp; She could tell by feel that she was sporting her ears, and from the looks of things she had three tails right now...the same as when she'd disappeared for so long the last time.&nbsp; Shaking her head slightly to loosen the long locks of dark, almost blood-red hair, she stretched again, one tail swishing softly in a pleased sweep, when it struck something.&nbsp; Wrinkling her nose, she turned around without thought to see what was going on-<br><br>Her entire body stiffened up in shock.&nbsp; She was straddling the lap of a human!&nbsp; And she was without clothing, too, and she knew how they thought!
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				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>05-01-2009, 02:01:33</strong>
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				As Matt watched the necklace seemed to almost shine with a radiance of its own, almost pulsing in his hand. He turned on the bed and stretched out, letting it drop from his fingers to dangle at the end of the chain, and twist slowly.<br><br>There was a blinding flash from the necklace, and he felt something hit him hard in the stomach, half knocking the air out of him. He thought one of the large text books must have toppled off the bookshelf above his bed, but after a moment he realised that it wasn't a book. Ok, it had been a few months, but the feel of a warm body straddling his ...<br><br>His hands dropped to his eyes, trying to rub the stars out of them, and see what the hell had just happened. <em>Just keep calm.</em> he thought, rubbing furiously and squinting at the pale blur that was resolving before his eyes. <em>Just keep calm, got to be a perfectly rational explanation for ..</em><br><br>His thoughts slithered to a halt as his eyes cleared enough to make out who .. or rather what was sitting on his lap. <em>Cutenakedjapanesegirl</em> said his brain, and he blinked at her. <em>With big ears. And a tail. Several tails.</em><br><br>He blinked again. <em>I don't do drugs. I mean, I'd remember taking something, wouldn't I? Maybe I'm asleep. I was hit on the head, that was it. One of the books fell off, hit me on the head, and I'm dreaming. That has to be it. Man, I hope i don't have a concussion.</em> He gave a nervous chuckle and began to softly sing<br><br>"You know you're a cute little heartbreaker<br>Foxy<br>You know you're a sweet little lovemaker<br>Foxy lady"<br><br>She was looking at him now, having twisted around, looking down over her shoulder and suddenly went rigid.<br><br>"Um, relax." he said, wincing slightly at how inane that sound. "I mean, you're just a dream, right?"
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				Post by: <strong>Silvarusc</strong> on <strong>05-01-2009, 02:26:14</strong>
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				Her brows knit together in confusion as the rather odd young man beneath her began to sing in a high voice, and she just couldn't figure out what to make of it.&nbsp; A delicate eyebrow quirked slightly and the corner of her mouth twitched as the little song finished, and she just sat there in stunned silence, wondering what she'd done this time, and why on earth she deserved this kind of torment.<br><br>"A dream?"&nbsp; She quipped softly, all three of her tails curling up into the shapes of question marks, lashing to and fro after a moment in consternation as she struggled to figure out what was wrong with this fellow.&nbsp; She shuffled slightly, and turned around so that she was face to face with him, and bent down so that they were, rather literally, nose to nose.<br><br>"Do I look like a dream to you?"&nbsp; The young woman asked, curious, and cocked her head to one side to stare at him with the unnaturally bright, and glowing, green eyes.&nbsp; <br><br>After a moment her nose twitched very softly, and she sniffed him, an odd expression coming over her face.&nbsp; He didn't smell like most of the humans she remembered did - his scent was much cleaner.&nbsp; And even in the dark, she could tell that he was a much more cleanly dressed man.&nbsp; Her nimble little fingers picked at his shirt gently, and she rubbed the fine, soft material between them curiously.&nbsp; "You wear strange clothing, human."
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				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>05-01-2009, 20:25:36</strong>
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				Matt stared at the intensely green eyes, pressing himself back into the mattress to try and avoid going cross eyed. Her wriggling was remind his body just how long it had been since he'd had company sitting there, and he tried to force his mind to concentrate on something other than warm, soft flesh so close to his.<br><br>He swallowed audibly and nodded, his nose not quite brushing hers. "Yes. I mean, you have to be a dream, right? People don't have ears like that, and tails. Tails! Something must have hit me on the head and you're just my imagination gone into .."<br><br>He paused as he realised her fingers were toying with his shirt, and his body once again took this as a sign that he should be doing a lot more than he actually was. "Um, would you mind not .. urk." he managed as her fingers popped one button open and slipped under the fabric of his shirt, grazing across his bare flesh.<br><br>Reflexively his hands came up, possibly to try and move her off him, but when they encountered her skin they seemed to take on a mind of their own. When his conscious (or possibly unconscious) brain caught up with exactly where he'd placed them, his face flushed bright red.
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				Post by: <strong>Silvarusc</strong> on <strong>06-01-2009, 00:03:05</strong>
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				Her head tilted off to one side very slightly as she stared him down in interest, wondering what it was that was upsetting him so.&nbsp; Without the need to watch her fingers as they explored, she skimmed them lightly over his skin, continuing after that to play with the fabric of his clothing.&nbsp; She nimbly slid the tip of one finger through the button hole that she'd just freed up, inspecting it closely with apparent interest before turning her eyes back on him.&nbsp; <br><br>Rather impishly, she poked him in the forehead with one finger, not light but not hard either, and repeated the tapping motion several more times before she apparently became satisfied.&nbsp; His unfinished sentence garnered more attention from her, and immediately, she came nose to nose with him again, just in time for his hands to settle on her bare skin, and the both of them froze simultaneously.&nbsp; <br><br>Her ears twitched softly, and it suddenly occurred to her that she was about to be moved away from her current spot.&nbsp; Not overly agreeable to the idea due to the warmth she was drawing from his body, she saw absolutely no reason for her position to be compromised, and thus felt no guilt about dropping down onto him and essentially laying her nude self across him, along with her unconsiderable weight.<br><br>"Not moving."&nbsp; Was her only statement of fact, though a softly devilish smile mixed with impudence had appeared on her lips.
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				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>06-01-2009, 01:08:41</strong>
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				When Matt's hands felt soft, warm breast beneath them he expected the girl to all but levitate upwards, and a slap across the face. Feeling her nipples hardening beneath his touch, his own libido was about ready to stage an assault on his brain to get him doing more. He barely had time to start to shake his head before the girl half slid through his grasp, and lay full length on him.<br><br>The soft "Not moving." only managed an additional half strangled <em>eep</em> noise. With her red hair and one tufted ear <em>ear? That can't be an ear, peoples ears don't look like that!</em> brushing across his face, he struggled to try and move slightly further up the bed, giving that up as something of an impossibility a moment later. His hand brushed the hair from in front of his face, the silver of the necklace still gleaming where the chain had tangled around his fingers.<br><br>"Um ..." he tried again. "Listen, um, gah ..." her slight change in position was doing wonderfull things to his pants, not so much for his clarity of thought. "Listen, who .. who are you? What are you? Where did you come from?"<br><br>He blew an errant strand of hair out of his mouth, and spoke again. "You can't be real. I mean, you can't. You look like one of those anthro things, nekos, or whatever the heck they're called." His other hand rose to run through her hair, and brush the tufted ear, which flicked. "I've got to be dreaming, or , or ..."<br><br>His words ran down, and he settled back onto the bed, staring up at the intensely green eyes above him. "Can you please explain this to me?" he asked quietly, voice finally seeming to have calmed.
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				Post by: <strong>Silvarusc</strong> on <strong>07-01-2009, 23:33:18</strong>
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				Her eyes caught on the little glimmer of silver about his fingers, and her face turned in that direction, ears perking up with interest.&nbsp; She recognized that little charm!&nbsp; Impishly, she shot a hand up to tangle her own fingers through the chain as well so that he couldn't hide it from her, and then made the cheeky remark of "That's mine."<br><br>Of course she didn't go to pull it out of his hands - despite her long sleep she had enough wits about her to know not to make him <em>want</em> to keep it away from her - afterall, she didn't want a lifetime of servitude, not again.&nbsp; To her, it seemed like she'd just gotten out of that!&nbsp; The time spent in sleep had been a real amount of nothing - though she had some sense of the hell of it, she had no idea how much time had passed whatsoever.&nbsp; It didn't mean she was eager to repeat the experience.&nbsp; Playfully, she pushed on his hand, applying pressure until she had his wrist pinned to the sheets beneath hers.&nbsp; Another mischief-loaded grin appeared, showing the very subtle little fangs that she sported, gleaming a bright silver-white in the faint moonlight still coming in through the window.<br><br>Questions!&nbsp; He had to assault with those dastardly little things, did he?!&nbsp; But they were simple questions.&nbsp; "I'm Grey, I'm me, and I came from..." she had to pause, to think about that one.&nbsp; She hated that question, because there was no really good answer.&nbsp; "Um...the forest?"&nbsp; That was as good a reply as any she could think of right now.&nbsp; <br><br>"A <em>neko</em>?"&nbsp; Came her rather indignant, offended squall.&nbsp; "Do I <em>look</em> like a mewling kitten to you?&nbsp; I'm a fox, silly, a <em>fox</em>!"&nbsp; All three of her tails, despite her words, bristled in irritation much like a cat's would in such a situation.&nbsp; This, she chose to ignore.&nbsp; "Fox, fox, fox!"&nbsp; Clearly, she was unimpressed with his equation of her to a feline.
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				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>08-01-2009, 00:08:20</strong>
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				"Okay already, you're a fox, you're a fox, I get it!" replied Matt, once again trying to push himself through the mattress. He made one or two half hearted attempts to pull his hand loose, but it seems his unexpected guest wasn't in the mood to cooperate. "I didn't mean to insult you, but the only, um, creatures I've ever seen that look even remotely like you, they get called furies, or nekos, and since furies is something of a derogatory term I thought neko was ok."<br><br>He licked his rather dry lips and decided to try a different approach. "Your name is Grey?" he asked, somewhat cautiously. "What forest did you come from? I didn't think there was a forest anywhere near here. And just how did you arrive here?" <em>Naked</em> his libido helpfully added, since that fact seemed to have been overlooked from the question. Matt was quite aware what that soft, warm, naked flesh pressing against his was doing, especially when she wriggled, which she seemed to enjoy doing when she was making a point, or getting upset or whatever it was she was doing.<br><br>"And how is the necklace yours? I bought it when I was over in Kyoto last month." A small thought was beginning to bubble its way up through his admittedly confused mental state.<br><br><em>Maaaaaaaaagic.</em><br><br><em>Magic isn't real. I mean, its crystals and tarot cards and goth girls getting naked nooooooo lets not think about that right now.</em><br><br><em>Big flash of light, sudden appearance of cute naked Japanese fox girl. Magic.</em><br><br><em>But .. but ..</em><br><br><em>Magic.</em><br><br>Matt looked back into the incredibly green eyes that were staring intensely into his, and licked his lips again. "I'm not in Kansas anymore, am I?" he muttered. He took a deep breath and tried again. "Grey .. I'm .. confused right now. Can you please explain to me what is going on. How did you appear in my apartment? Is it something to do with this necklace?"
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				Post by: <strong>Silvarusc</strong> on <strong>08-01-2009, 01:14:21</strong>
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				She settled slightly, placated with his admission of what she was, and though somewhat confused with it, she seemed to accept his explanation for the mistake.&nbsp; She had absolutely no idea what furries were, but she supposed that in another form, or if one counted her tails, that she herself was rather furry.&nbsp; It didn't really matter since at least now he wasn't calling her a cat. <br><br>The young kitsune gave a shrug.&nbsp; "The forest around the samurai village up in the mountains, of course."&nbsp; She replied with a matter of fact expression and mannerism, clearly confident that he would most certainly know what she was talking about.&nbsp; But there was one thing that she was curious of.&nbsp; "What do you mean there's no forest near here?&nbsp; Where's here?&nbsp; And why on earth are we in Kyoto?" At least she had some concept of the city, despite the fact that it had been such a rugged young place when she'd last been there.&nbsp; <br><br>Her ears quivered slightly in consternation as the sensation of something warm and firm pressing against her lower body came to her attention, and shifting slightly she looked down, wondering what was going on.&nbsp; The sudden realization brought a blush to her cheeks that spread all the way down her chest, but it also made her smile with a rather ravenous look on her face - she hadn't realized until just now how very...<em>hungry</em>...she was.&nbsp; How very low on energy she felt.&nbsp; <br><br>Her entire attitude changed in the realization of what she wanted, and she sat up, letting him have his arm back, and straddling herself across his hips softly so that she was pressed right up tight to him.&nbsp; No escape now.&nbsp; If she cooperated with him maybe he'd be more cooperative in turn.&nbsp; Afterall, he seemed like such a sweet fellow, she didn't want to <em>hurt</em> him.&nbsp; "Well that thing is part of me."&nbsp; She said, pointing at the necklace in his now-free hand.&nbsp; But other than that, she remained vague.&nbsp; Her smile was one of a much more friendly variety now, and rather intrusively she slid her hands beneath his shirt over his chest.&nbsp; "Did you use it to bring me here for...something?"&nbsp; She chuckled.
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				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>08-01-2009, 01:50:42</strong>
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				Matt slowly shook his head. "I don't even know how I brought you here." he said, then paused. "The necklace? You're ... you and the necklace, it's like the genie and the lamp, is that it?" <em>Does that mean she has to do what we say?</em> He raised a hand to rub at his forehead. "Please don't take offense." he added, looking up at her. "This is all very, very weird, at least by my standards." His brow furrowed slightly as he saw the look she was giving him. <em>And why do I now feel like I'm dinner.</em> he thought. <br><br>His libido took that moment to provide a brief mental image of her <em>feeding</em>, head pressed into his lap, and he felt himself respond. <em>No, no!</em> he thought. <em>So not going there right now.</em><br><br><em>Even if she is majorly cute.</em><br><br><em>No! We don't even know what she is.</em><br><br><em>Magic.</em><br><br><em>And hot.</em><br><br><em>Shut up!</em><br><br>In an effort to drag the various parts of his brain in roughly the same direction he focused on what she'd said previously. "Grey .. I, uh, don't quite know how to tell you this, but there isn't any samurai village or forest near here. And we're not in Kyoto. We're not even in Japan. I don't think there have been samurai in, well, centuries. I think you've been in that necklace for a long time." He paused and looked at directly. "What's the deal with this necklace anyway? Does it .. control you somehow?" he asked cautiously. <em>Jake's the D&amp;D geek. Maybe he knows something about magic necklaces.</em>
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				Post by: <strong>Silvarusc</strong> on <strong>08-01-2009, 02:36:47</strong>
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				She wrinkled her nose slightly.&nbsp; "I don't grant wishes, if that's what you meant." was her rather candid response, and she snuck her hands further up beneath his shirt obstinately, now rather set on what she wanted, only prompted onward by the varying expressions that were flitting back and forth across his face.&nbsp; Some of them seemed close to lustful, and that was what she wanted to bring out.&nbsp; It would make it all that much more fun.<br><br>A look of shock crossed onto her face when told her that they weren't even in Japan, and she froze up, her hands cold on his chest with dread.&nbsp; Perfectly still in stature, she mulled the thought over in her mind, trying to make sense of how that could possibly be true.&nbsp; Her mind was desperately trying to fill in the blanks from the last encounter with that accursed bastard who'd locked her up last time...and if it were true that he'd had that necklace before she'd found him, than it might be very true that it had been moved about.&nbsp; Had he taken her on a ship across the ocean?&nbsp; To where?!&nbsp; She didn't know enough about the world to have any interest in anything like travel - her only interest was in mischief and play.<br><br>"No...samurai?"&nbsp; She exhaled softly, in wonder.&nbsp; If something could have wiped away even those fierce (and passionate, oh yes!) warriors, then she might be in trouble. "W-where am I?&nbsp; Um..."&nbsp; Her cheeks went bright crimson.&nbsp; "When am I?"<br><br>Her attitude changed slightly with the final question, and her eyes narrowed, her body tensing atop him with the question about the power of the little gem in the necklace.&nbsp; "No."&nbsp; She lied soundly, no emotion on her face.&nbsp; "Not whatsoever.&nbsp; Now give it here."&nbsp; And she put out a hand, expecting him to hand it to her before she bothered trying to continue with what she'd been at before.&nbsp; Then again...if he didn't...she'd just tire him out until he passed out, and then make off with it.
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				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>10-01-2009, 18:35:12</strong>
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				Matt gave a half startled yelp as Greys hands disappeared under his shirt, and his buttons popped open one by one. His words managed to freeze her in place, and that last question froze her face to immobility. <em>Ok, I think I really hit a nerve there.</em> he thought, looking at her. <em>This necklace must be pretty damn important.</em><br><br>He swallowed and addressed her questions. "You're in the States now, the United States of America. Japan is about five or six thousands miles away, across the Pacific ocean. And it's the year 2008. I don't know what the last year you remember was, but by our reckoning, it's been about two hundred years since there were any real samurai, and the ones you see in the movies are normally set two or three hundred years before that."<br><br>His arms curled around her back as he felt a sudden surge of sympathy for her. <em>Don't think I'd want to find out I was five hundred years and five thousand miles from the last place I remembered being.</em> he thought. One hand began to softly stroke the back of her hair, as he could feel the tension in her through the length of his body.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A fox's tale [Seren Fey and Hairy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silvarusc</strong> on <strong>12-01-2009, 20:18:51</strong>
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				Her eyes followed the necklace as his hands slid around behind her back, more focused on retrieving that than on his words, but those certainly did strike a nerve as well.&nbsp; With the necklace out of sight and the sudden sinking in and realization that anyone she would have known at that time was either dead or so changed and forgotten that she was as good as utterly alone at this point.<br><br>The thought of that chilled her quite a bit, and she shuddered as his hands began to stroke through her hair, enjoying the feeling of his skin against hers.&nbsp; Her hands began to warm again slightly against his chest as rather slowly her form began to relax.&nbsp; Her skin, however, was extremely cold with the definite lack energy that she had.&nbsp; It was only serving to make her more voracious in attitude.<br><br>"So explain to me, then, why, precisely, I'm here.&nbsp; With you."&nbsp; She asked, her fingers settling onto his chest more definitely.&nbsp; If he didn't answer her properly...well, she could give him a little pinch.
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				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>13-01-2009, 01:39:04</strong>
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				Matt gave a small laugh. "Um, at the risk of pointing out the obvious, would you like to think back over our last few minutes since you arrived on top of me?" he said, grinning with genuine humour. His hand reached up to brush an errant strand of hair away from her face, and tuck it in with the rest of the waves that fell to her sides.<br><br>"I'm looking at a pendant in the moonlight because my light blew out, next thing I know I've got an incredibly cute, not to mention naked, Japanese, um, fox girl sitting on my lap. If this were a dream, there'd probably be less tails and stuff, and .. um ... well." He flushed slightly and coughed to cover his embarrassment, still acutely aware of just how soft and ... cool? .. her body felt.<br><br>His hand moved along her back, feeling the chill of her skin. <em>Damnit, shes getting real chilled.</em> "Hang on a sec .. umf .." Matt stretched out with his foot, kick at the blanket that lay half folded at the foot of his bed. He managed to hook it with his toe and bring one fold of it high enough for his oustretched hand to reach, then drew it up over the pair of them.<br><br>"You're cold." he said softly. "Are you .. do you need .. something?" His tongue darted out to moisten very dry lips, and his entire body seemed to become more aware, feeling every inch of her pressed against him, and the coolness of her body. <em>The way she said about being here with me.</em> his mind raced. <em>Does she have to .. I mean .. oh man, this is too weird. Every guys fantasy .. um, kinda .. and I'm debating it in my head.</em><br><br>He slid his hand onto the back of her head, and slowly pulled, raising his own to lightly brush his lips against hers.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A fox's tale [Seren Fey and Hairy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silvarusc</strong> on <strong>13-01-2009, 02:42:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, so you summoned me by accident!"&nbsp; She giggled wickedly knowing that there was no way in any sort of hell he would know how to send her back.&nbsp; He certainly didn't look like the kind of human to be able to perform that sort of ritual, but she didn't want to risk it anyway.&nbsp; Given his utter lack of knowledge thus far, she assumed that he was no threat, unless he figured out how to work the little amulet that had her kitsune ball embedded in it.<br><br>Her confusion as he moved to cover her up was evident - she didn't notice the cold in the way he would, since she wasn't -technically- alive in as strict a sense as he was.&nbsp; Sure she was flesh and blood, for the time being, but that could change whenever she wanted it to.&nbsp; Grey had the distinct impression of coolness, but not in an uncomfortable way...she wasn't actually so sapped of energy yet that such things began to bother her.&nbsp; But the warmth from the blanket caused her to smile after a moment.&nbsp; Did she need something?&nbsp; She chuckled.&nbsp; "Perhaps..."<br><br>Before the young fox woman could continue, however, the human's lips were pressed to hers, and after a moment of wide-eyed shock, she slid into the activity with ease, kissing him back, her arms sliding around under his now-open shirt to wrap around his back, and one went up to go behind his neck, pulling him up even more.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A fox's tale [Seren Fey and Hairy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>15-01-2009, 03:45:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Matt broke the kiss after a few moments, feeling he arms moving around his back. "Wait a sec." he murmured, sitting up right, feeling her breasts pressing against the skin of his own chest, causing further stirrings in his own body. He shrugged his shoulders, working the shirt off, and tossed it to the floor beside the bed.<br><br>"Did I ever mention I have a weakness for Asian women." he said quietly, looking into her eyes. "Though, ah, not generally ones with tails." He gave a small chuckle. "This is so weird." Then he slid his arms around her again, pulling her against him tighter, and kissing her again, more thoroughly this time.<br><br>His lips closed around her lower one, sucking gently on it, pulling it into his mouth and his tongue traced across it. His hands stroked her back, under the thick main of hair, the chain of the talisman now wrapped around one hand, the talisman itself danging over the back of his hand, brushing against her hair.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A fox's tale [Seren Fey and Hairy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silvarusc</strong> on <strong>15-01-2009, 21:06:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She leaned back ever so slightly as he shrugged out of the shirt, pulling her hands back out of the way so that he could shuck it off without trouble.&nbsp; That done, however, she pushed forward as he wrapped his arms around her, holding him tightly.&nbsp; "The tail can go away, you know..." she whispered at his words, and she closed her eyes.&nbsp; With a soft shimmer of the air, the appendage faded, along with her vulpine ears.<br><br>Had he opened his eyes then, there was rather suddenly a much more human girl pressed up against him, nestled in his arms.&nbsp; In the favour of remaining in good grace, she would, for the time being, make herself however he wanted her to be.&nbsp; Later on...if he persisted in not giving her back that little gem she could feel sliding across her hair, she might return to that particularly vulpine form...maybe even further.<br><br>She nibbled very gently on his lip as he had with hers, tracing it with her tongue, and then skimming her tongue very lightly across his teeth before touching it to his.&nbsp; After a moment or two she slid her lips away, planting a row of little kisses down his cheek and along his neck, nipping ever so softly at the tender skin there too. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A fox's tale [Seren Fey and Hairy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>17-01-2009, 02:32:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ok .. that's .. wow." said Matt, running a hand over her head where the tufted ears had been, and down her back to her rear. His hand roamed across it, but only felt smooth unblemished skin under his finger tips.<br><br>"Wow." he added again. Apparently the shapeshifting required such emphasis. His hand continued to lightly run across her rear, and he tilted his head back as he felt her lips move onto his neck. "Mmmmmm." he murmured, shivering slightly under her touch. "That feels really nice."<br><br>His hands dropped down to his pants, but with her still straddling his lap, he could do little more than undo the belt and top button. He gave a mental shrug after a few seconds, thinking <em>I'll get to those in a little bit.</em>.<br><br>He wrapped his arms around her, drawing her tight against him, and rolling to the side to place himself on top of her. He began to kiss her throat in return, moving from the now human ear down to her collarbone, and from there to the hollow of her throat.<br><br>He looked up at her and began to slowly kiss his way downwards.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A fox's tale [Seren Fey and Hairy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silvarusc</strong> on <strong>17-01-2009, 22:35:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She chuckled softly at his apparent amazement of her change - quite obviously he knew nothing about what she was, or what she could.&nbsp; Potentially, she could have a lot of fun with him.&nbsp; She managed to get another few kisses to his neck as he fumbled with his belt and jeans, but a moment later she was on her back beneath him.&nbsp; The movement earned no struggles from her - if he wanted to take the upper hand she wasn't going to complain.<br><br>She wrapped her arms up around his back, her fingers lightly stroking his shoulders as he began to kiss her throat, and she tilted her head back, enjoying the sensation and aching for more of it.&nbsp; A pleased little hum came from her when he began to move his attentions progressively lower, and she rubbed her fingers along his back a little more firmly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A fox's tale [Seren Fey and Hairy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>18-01-2009, 17:28:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>I think she likes that.</em> thought Matt, somewhat relieved. He continued to kiss his way down across her chest, his eyes flicking up to her face every few seconds to check. His lips trailed across her breast, and he gently took the nipple into his mouth, sucking on it, running his tongue around it. His hand was on her other breast, thumb running over the nipple as his fingers caressed and squeezed.<br><br>He moved from one to the other, liberally coating her body with kisses, listening to the soft noises she was making, to see what she was enjoying the most. His hand ran down her side towards her hip, stroking up and down, and he could feel his pants straining for release.<br><br>He shifted his weight slightly, balancing himself, and brought his hand down, the necklace trailing over her body, and slipping between her legs as he unbuttoned his pants, and started to push them downwards.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A fox's tale [Seren Fey and Hairy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silvarusc</strong> on <strong>21-01-2009, 17:44:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She arched beneath him slightly as his lips closed around the sensitive little nub of flesh in her chest.&nbsp; Her lips parted slightly and she ran her tongue over her lips softly in expectation when his hand moved up to accompany his mouth.&nbsp; Her breath came faster and warmer and little sounds of content pleasure came as he began to kiss everywhere...little whimpers and tiny moans.&nbsp; <br><br>A hard shiver and a sharp gasp broke from the kitsune's body when the cold metal of the pendant slipped between her legs, touching the hot skin of her thighs with a sharp bite of coolness.&nbsp; Twisting slightly and trapping it between her legs, she smiled deviously at him, letting one of her own hands slip down and help him push his pants downward.&nbsp; He was enjoying this quite a bit...and that only made her enjoy it even more.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A fox's tale [Seren Fey and Hairy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>25-01-2009, 17:07:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Matt felt her shift beneath him, but hadn't quite realised what she'd done til his hand refused to move. A glance down showed the chain of the pendant wrapped around his wrist <em>How the heck did that happen?</em> and disappear between creamy smooth thighs. He gave a silent snort of amusement, and kick his pants off, hearing them fall to the floor.<br><br>There was about enough length in the chain he could place his elbow on the bed, and his hand on Greys thigh, enough to take his weight while he slipped his briefs off with the other hand, aided by a bit of wriggling.<br><br>He could see the grin on her face as he gave an exploratory tug on the chain, but it seemed she wasn't inclined to let it go just yet. <em>Guess I need to be more persuasive.</em> he thought, grinning back, then lowered his head to her stomach, kissing his way downwards over her body. His tongue traced the contours of her body, and his teeth nipped at the tops of her thighs.<br><br>His mouth worked inwards to the smooth flesh beyond, lips and tongue warm on her body, whilst his hands exerted gentle pressure to open her thighs, and let him slip between them. <em>Open sesame.</em> he thought, his eyes flicking up towards her face to see how she was enjoying what he was doing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A fox's tale [Seren Fey and Hairy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silvarusc</strong> on <strong>28-01-2009, 15:15:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her legs only tightened when he gave the chain a tug, and even further when he sought to push them apart, but after a moment or so she gave in and let it happen, willingly opening up for him.&nbsp; She let him slip up between, and once he was there she shifted, pushing herself up onto her elbows so that she could watch him with a soft, closed-lipped smile.&nbsp; <br><br>The warmth of his skin, now bared against hers, gave her a shiver of pleasure, and one of her hands slid down to trail her fingers through his hair, delicately brushing through.&nbsp; She could still feel the little warm spots on her thighs where he'd nipped, and the tiny tingle of fire drew her in even further.&nbsp; <br><br>She met his eyes and her smile widened softly when they did.&nbsp; Yes, she was enjoying this, and she tightened her legs on him, trapping him and drawing him in, and making it plain that she wasn't about to let him go.&nbsp; She wanted him more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A fox's tale [Seren Fey and Hairy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>01-02-2009, 19:36:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Works for me.</em> thought Matt as she slid willingly between Greys parted thighs. He half grinned as he felt her tightening them around him <em>You don't need to worry about that.</em> he thought. <em>I've no intention of moving from here any time soon either.</em><br><br>He slid his hands underneath her thighs, reaching around to take her arms, pulling them towards the bed, his hands around her wrists, looking to hold her in place just as she had done to him. With the chain wrapped around his wrist, this left the charm easily within in reach of her hand.<br><br>He kissed slowly over and around her body, nipping at her thighs with his teeth, taking his time in working closer to her sex. As he moved closer there was less nipping of teeth, more kissing and licking. His tongue traced its way up her slit, tasting her, and slowly pressed between her lips and against her clit.<br><br>He started to lick it, slowly and lightly at first, changing speed and pressure, and listening to the noises she was making, to see what kind of touch she liked most.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A fox's tale [Seren Fey and Hairy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silvarusc</strong> on <strong>16-02-2009, 15:13:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She doubted that he was planning on moving away from her, but she enjoyed the sensation of holding him in place with her thighs, feeling his warm body trapped to hers.&nbsp; Lightly, she tugged back on her wrists to see how hard he was holding her in position, and was only minimally surprised to find that they weren't budging.&nbsp; Idly, she gave the charm a little flick, sending the pendant back around so that it flipped over his wrist and was out of her reach.&nbsp; This was too enjoyable right now for her to need the temptation of escape.&nbsp; Hunger for what had long been kept from her outweighed that option.<br><br>A soft little growl passed from between her barely parted lips as his tongue delved down between her legs, slipping up and over the sensitive little button that made her pulse race and her breath turn to hot pants.&nbsp; Overall, the entire bit of it felt wonderful...this wasn't something that she ever remembered having been done to her before...she'd been trapped a long time.&nbsp; What felt the best, though, was when the tip of his tongue traced around and around, accompanied by a few broader licks that covered the entire area.&nbsp; Small moans came off from around her growls when he did that, and she pulled softly at her wrists.&nbsp; The little fox enjoyed being in his hands, and in his control.&nbsp; It gave her little thrills of adrenaline, that only made her body warmer.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A fox's tale [Seren Fey and Hairy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>18-02-2009, 17:43:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Matt tightened his grip on Greys wrists as he felt her testing his hold on her. From the noises she was making, and the feel of her legs around him, it seemed fairly obvious she wasn't planning on going anywhere any time soon, but his grip was a silent indication that he didn't want her moving away either.<br><br>His tongue continued to circle around her clit, occasionally running back and forth over it, or dipping lower, to lick the length of her, or side into her body. Matt's face was already quite damp from her responses.<br><br>His eyes looked up the length of her body, enjoying the noises of pleasure she was making, and feeling her writhe against him. <em>Nothing like having a hot girl so in your power.</em> he thought, and turned his attention fully to her pleasure, wanting to bring her off before anything else was said or done.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A fox's tale [Seren Fey and Hairy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silvarusc</strong> on <strong>05-04-2009, 19:46:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The tightening of his strong grip about her wrists brought a little chuckle to her lips, and she pulled again, teasing and taunting and 'trying' to escape him, though she budged not an inch.&nbsp; It was all good fun, as far as she was concerned.&nbsp; <br><br>His persistant tongue soon drew her mind from tormenting him and making things difficult, falling instead to enjoying the burning warmth that was slowly building where he licked at her.&nbsp; It wouldn't take long now for something to happen...she could feel it.<br><br>Each stroke of his tongue nudging against that magic little button of nerves made her shudder, and after another few moments, some resolve inside of her broke fiercely, and she stiffened up in his grasp.&nbsp; Her eyes widened at the sensation, and a high keen broke her lips.&nbsp; Rather suddenly she became much wetter in the nether regions, and began to tug a little more fiercely in his grasp - the sensation was overwhelming.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A fox's tale [Seren Fey and Hairy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>13-04-2009, 02:03:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Matt's eyes flicked up at the noises that Grey began making. Ok, so he didn't have a <em>lot</em> of experience where women were concerned, but they sounded just a little ... off. He pushed the thought aside and continued to tease her with his tongue, flicking it harder and faster, moving his hands slightly to give her a little freedom, but not enough to let her move away from him.<br><br>He felt her starting to move a little more, and tightened his grip on her, smiling inwardly at the obvious sounds of pleasure. <em>Looks like some things are the same anyway.</em> he thought, with a mental grin, feeling her growing still damper. <em>Must be close.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A fox's tale [Seren Fey and Hairy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silvarusc</strong> on <strong>14-04-2009, 00:22:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt him tighten his hands again, and pulled a little more desperately as she tried to wriggle free - he was going to drive her mad, doing this!&nbsp; She certainly wasn't going to last much longer now, at this rate...<br><br>Another few seconds of the intense feeling, and she popped, coming with a loud yelp, her eyes squeezed shut as she remained stiff in his hands, trying to pull her wrists free.&nbsp; Her fingers were, regardless, locked on the sheets, despite her still pulling against him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A fox's tale [Seren Fey and Hairy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>17-04-2009, 23:33:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Matt shifted slightly as the girl beneath him writhed in pleasure, though his hands held her wrists still. When she relaxed against the bed again he released them, wriggling out from under her leg and shifting up the bed to lie next to her. His grasping hand found one stray corner of the bedclothes and pulled them up to about waist height.<br><br>He shifted onto his side, propping his head up on one arm whilst the other stretched across her stomach, idly tracing patterns on her skin with his fingertips while he waited for her to recover enough to talk .. or whatever she chose to do next. The small charm dangled still from his wrist, and lay against his arm, half concealed by the fall of his hair.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A fox's tale [Seren Fey and Hairy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silvarusc</strong> on <strong>21-04-2009, 16:33:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As the climax began to fade from her body, it left behind a wash of delightfully warm energy swirling through her, and she allowed her eyes to flutter to that half-closed state of bliss as she enjoyed the feeling, her body refreshed.&nbsp; After a time, she shifted, stretching languidly in the faint gloom as he pulled the blanket up over top the both of them.&nbsp; She noticed, after a moment, that his fingers were teasing her skin again, dancing across her tummy.&nbsp; Her eyes flicked back open, sharp and inquisitive, a faint rosy colour that seemed to gleam softly in the dark.&nbsp; She watched him for a moment, content to remain on her back, but her eyes flickered momentarily to the charm.&nbsp; She had her energy now, some of it...and it made her feel more...well, playful.&nbsp; Soon enough, mischief would be afoot.<br><br>Delicately, she brought her hands up, and tapped them together.&nbsp; When she did, a small spark puffed up from between them, blossoming into a baseball-sized globe of softly flickering reddish flame.&nbsp; It cast them both in an eerie, flickering light, but it gave off no heat for the time being.&nbsp; She reached up, catching the now-bobbing thing between her hands, and brought it down to play with - to her, it was harmless, and he would find, if he touched it, it would be harmless to him as well.&nbsp; <br><br>"So then, Matt..." she purred as she played with the brightly gleaming object&nbsp; "What now?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A fox's tale [Seren Fey and Hairy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>24-04-2009, 02:17:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Matt froze as the fireball blossomed into view, hand poised mid caress. He slowly drew back from it, then paused. <em>Wait .. wait .. she's not going to flambe me, not after we just .. ack .. she's not like a black widow or something is she?</em> His tongue darted out to moisten his lips.<br><br>"Now?" he echoed, eyes still on the ball of flame. He calmed a little as his other senses caught up with his eyes, and he realised that there was no heat coming off of it. He gave his head a small shake, to focus himself and turned to look at her. "Um, sorry. I'm having a bit of a hard time dealing with, well, .. " he paused. "Magic."<br><br>He drew his hand across her stomach, and then ran it through his hair, brushing it away from his face, and wriggled a little to make himself more comfortable. <em>You know, seems to me you were dealing pretty good with it a minute or two ago.</em> came the little voice in the back of his mind, and he felt himself redden. <em>In fact ...</em> it continued, <em>I seem to recall you wondering if those tails might tickle your chest if you had her on her hands and knees and ...</em><br><br>"Uh, yeah, anyway, now." Matt felt the words still out of him in a rush, and half grimaced as he realised how much of a fool he must be looking and sounding right about now. "Um .. sorry. I'm not usually this much of an imbecile." he said after a moment. "Too many shocks to the system in too short a time I think." He drew a deep breath, held it for a count of four and then released it again.<br><br>"Yeah, what now is the big question, isn't it?" His gaze flicked to the window, and the gleam of lights in the street outside, then back to Grey's face. "Or did you mean just right now?" <em>I brought her here. Somehow.</em> the thought echoed in his head. <em>Can she handle the modern world? I guess I'm responsible for her til I know.</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A fox's tale [Seren Fey and Hairy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silvarusc</strong> on <strong>11-05-2009, 16:14:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She chuckled naughtily as his nerves started to get the better of him with the appearance of the little ball of flame and light.&nbsp; Her eyes tracked his, as his tracked the ball of fire, and then, when they finally unlocked from her toy to focus back on her face, she flicked the thing at him, bouncing it harmlessly off his forehead.&nbsp; "Heh.&nbsp; It won't hurt you.&nbsp; Unless I want it to."<br><br>The words, though spoken in a rather nonchalant fashion, still carried the deadly weight of a threat inside them.&nbsp; With her, it was unintentional.&nbsp; She wasn't trying to be mean, or intimidating, but she had still unwittingly let him know that she WAS capable of such things as harm.<br><br>With the one little ball of flame now rolling about harmlessly on the blankets near Matt, she clapped lightly again, and another one blossomed, as harmless as the last.&nbsp; Again, she played with it like an errant kitten, swatting it this way and that as it floated above her of its own volition.&nbsp; She paused as he spoke, her head tilted to one side as she watched him form the words of the questions, and she chuckled again.<br><br>"Right now, in particular," she responded&nbsp; "Long term is just too much of a nuisance to try and plan out."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A fox's tale [Seren Fey and Hairy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>17-05-2009, 23:17:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Matt's eyes closed in reflex as the small ball of flame flew towards him. The scream that was building shuddered to a stop as he felt the thing bounce off his head. After a moment he opened one eye, glancing down, half afraid that the bedding would be starting to combust. At Greys words he opened the other eye and looked towards her. <br><br>"I think this magic stuff is going to take some getting used to." half muttered, licking his lips to moisten them. "As for right now .. um .." he paused, unsure of how far to try pushing his luck. "Well, we could stay put here, if you're still cold or tired or anything." <em>Yes, that's why you want her to stay in bed.</em> came the voice in his head, clearly tinged with amusement. Matt mentally ordered himself to <em>Shut up!</em>, his cheeks reddening as he spoke again.<br><br>"Or if you're hungry, we could get some food. I mean, I don't have much, but I'm pretty sure I can nuke or whip up something quick and easy. Or order takeout. I don't think you're quite dressed for going out to get something."<br><br>He paused for a moment, considering. "Um .. is there anything special I should know about? I mean do you have to eat anything in particular, or not eat something? I'm not sure I have a number for a local Japanese place, but I'm pretty sure I have one for a Chinese. And there's always pizza."
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