Her fingers only seemed more content to trace lower and lower, running over the smooth skin of my chest before the tips of those heated appendages rested upon the flat of my stomach. It was ridiculous, truly, how entirely quickly this woman could make me forget my own name let alone the work I had actually been attempting to do, every part of my ever-so brilliant mind focused on her fingers alone and the sensation they seemed capable of enticing as they trailed atop my tanned skin. She always was good at teasing, by far one of the best I have ever truly witnessed and yet it only seemed to make her all the more enticing and desirable until I was sure I never truly was going to get enough of her- even if I had managed to convince her to share my bed. I am good at it after all and really, it would be a crime not to teach Kat how to use her natural skill and harness it into far more pleasurable ways. She just needs a little guidance and I am entirely sure I have the time and patience for such a task. The innocent words that left her lips warned the girl a loose eye roll in response, my toned form leaning slightly backwards all the same to let her hands roam as much as they might like before managing to actually focus my mind on the phone pieces I had scattered across the table, reaching for the screwdriver I had been using moments before- twisting it about loosely within my fingers. What? I always was good with my hands.

Had I been able to read Kat's mind I may very well have laughed at the thoughts that rolled through them. That she may well have been jealous of Elieen was one thing, while mildly flattering I will admit and yet were she actually to meet my companion I am entirely sure she would understand very quickly why my interests have never wandered in that direction, even despite Elieen's own.....advances all those years ago. Whether Kat actually understood my explanation or not I can hardly say, the woman particularly hard to read when she desired to be, nodding all the same although I suspected she had little idea of what I was actually doing. After all, that brick she called a phone was better used as a paper weight then it was an actually piece of technology. Hmm, how willing would she be to actually exchange that phone for a new model? Maybe that would be an argument better left for another day- and when her hands at so tantalizingly close to parts of myself I truly value. My mention of the phone being able to help her hunt actually seems to grasp her attention, my own lip quirking slightly though I saw no need to add any further information, entirely content to leave her wondering- at least for now. Maybe I never will be able to hunt the way she does. Guns and knives and bows and boomerangs or whatever else it is Hunter's use have never really been my forte even despite Kat's lessons. Maybe I have gotten a little better of late, I manage to remember to take a weapon at least fifty percent of the time and I have gotten remarkably better at actually firing a gun without allowing it to knock me over in the process (even if my aim is a little less than perfect), I also found I have a ridiculously good talent for dodging projectiles after having discovered the bruises they leave. Bruises really aren't my thing and at the risk of getting holes in my shirts or jeans I have learned it is simply easier to avoid whatever is being tossed at me, I mean really, having to visit the Calvin Klein store every second week to replace my jeans is not exactly my idea of fun.

I suppose I could always by cheap jeans and yet....can I really wear cheap jeans I....oh, I may be getting off track here. Either way I was improving I suppose, even if I still refused to participate in any sort of hand to hand combat training. I can't...hurt someone, not on purpose, not unprovoked- maybe that just never will be me, I can hardly say and yet if this Hunter thing is what I am supposed to do with my life then I'll do it my way, the only way I know how. The entire organisation is a little outdated in my opinion, someone needs to bring them into the twenty first century- despite the protests I am assured will follow and really, if my...lets call it invention actually works I am rather assured I can make hunting easier than it's ever been. I always was good at finding loopholes after all, if Kat wants me to fight, then I will- I'll just do it my way.

The matter of Paris seemed to shift briefly to a conversation regarding Vermont, the single place couples seemed determined to go and yet I truly hardly knew why. Do they like sitting in dated lounge rooms with other couples attempting to re-kindle their marriages or reignite the spark or whatever ridiculous metaphor people use these days? Honestly I question how anyone can enjoy a room whose colour palate is based on various varieties of brown and days that include organised group activates like pottery and golf. How anyone golfs at all is beyond me. Why would anyone want to hit a ball with a stick across a field? I suppose those little white carts might be mildly amusing to drive although I am assured golf courses are fitted with a speed limit that limits any amusement that might be gained from it. As for pottery I fail to see the appeal of willingly placing my hands in dirt- although I suppose if that is something Kat requires to do then I can...observe from the sidelines. Her assurance that she had no desire to actually go anywhere like Vermont managed to earn her a grin all the same, a sigh of relief forced from within my chest, although the mention of vampires saw my handsome features contort slightly in disdain, blue gold eyes lifted briefly to her own once more.

"We'll go somewhere sunny then, although not humid, sweat is not nearly as attractive as they make it look in movies and if I can avoid it I will."

Kat moving to slide suddenly onto my lap saw both eyes lift a little in surprise, forcing me to release my hold on the phone I had been working on as her arms wrapped around my neck. This was...an unusual show of affection, especially from Kat. Don't get me wrong, she was hardly distant, public displays of affection are something neither of us are entirely comfortable with and indeed, or so Kat assures me, it is safer to remain...distant in public. Even I can see the sense behind that, after all, what better way to hurt a Hunter then come after the one they care about? Yet even behind closed doors Kat was hardly, well, lets go with....touchy- this sudden moment of intimacy a surprising thing and yet hardly unwelcomed as I shifted slightly to better accommodate her, lips moving to brush softly against the line of her jaw, threatening to move along to her neck- really, she cannot sit there and not expect a reaction now can she? Her agreement to actually go to Paris however saw me pause, leaning away to meet her gaze once more as if to assure myself this was hardly some kind of tease, the blue gold of her gaze resting upon her own perhaps a moment longer then necessary, surprise continuing to linger upon my features. I suppose I hadn't expected her to actually desire to accompany me, after all, I was used to going on such trips alone and finding....company when I needed it, her agreement a rather pleasing surprise as a smile managed to find my features all the same.

"Well then tell your Council friends you're flying out on Monday and you'll be gone for at least a week. If we're going to Paris I'm going to actually show it too you the right way."

One eye merely lifted upward, a chuckle of sorts humming within my throat, merely leaving the unspoken promise to hang within the air as Kat picked up a pile of wires to examine them.

"When it's finished you'll understand- although you're going to have to wait until the desire to work actually strikes me again- because you've utterly ruined it, I hope you're satisfied."

Well, it is entirely her fault that whatever interest I had in working had been all but obliterated, the mere sight of her, let alone the feel of her against me rapidly having ended all other thoughts within my mind as I rather suddenly allowed my arms to wrap around her, hoisting her up and over one shoulder as I stood. See? I can be manly when I actually try. One hand reached lazily upward, fingers clicking to shut off the kitchen lights (who wants to clap to turn off lights when you can click?) easily carrying Kat right back to the bedroom she'd come from only moments before, laying her back down atop the charcoal coloured sheets I had always preferred, easily moving to straddle her now, resting atop her, one knee either side- quite content to keep her pinned beneath me as my arms folded easily across my chest. One hand shifted long enough to sweep aside a tangle of golden brown hair that had taken the opportunity to fall into my eyes as I regarded the woman beneath me. It was merely a tickle, a flick of my power to let her know it was there, teasing at the desire in her body like flicking kindling into a flame just enough to be....annoyingly agitating, one hand reaching back to lightly trace a pattern atop her thigh, no more than loose, smooth circles that dipped inward and toward her inner thigh every now and then as a smirk of sorts easily traced my lips.

"Speaking of this Council they keep asking me to join them, how they got my phone number I hardly know although really, is this something I want to join, Kat? Or would I be better off to remain....alone? Why they actually want me I can't say, I am terribly boring after all."

The smirk the resided upon my lips managed to flare once more in a willing tease. Did she really think I was going to let that comment about getting bored of me go? I am entirely sure I have never bored a woman in my life- the words no sooner having left my lips then my fingers halted in their pattern upon her lower limbs, resting neatly upon her inner thigh a moment before folding back across my chest- after all, if I'm so boring she hardly wants my attention now does she? Who said sex cannot be a weapon? Not that I was truly searching for sex tonight, no, this was simply more of a game to play- just because we could.

And because I am damned well sure I can make her take back her 'boring' comment if I try.




k o h l
so you want to play with magic?