OOC Log part 2

[justicereigns]

Who: Smoker/Karen
What: Shower. And um. More. :|
When: Wendesday morning (9/9/09) continuing part 1.
Why: Just because.
Where: Smoker's Room. Yes. It's loud enough for his crew to heard. Have fun with that. He'll just blush, glare, grump and whatever. (omfg thank god no Tashigi)
Ratings: NC-17 XXX and then some. wtf.


Inhaling the acrid smoke, Smoker at his best, completely alive. He wrapped both arms around her where she was curled on top of him, distractedly petting her softly. "Mm, sounds good," Smoker replied with a grin tilting his head some. "Officer's perk. I have my own shower. Mind if I join you~?" he nudged her neck with his nose. If she wanted to be alone he'd understand but he wanted to at least make the offer. "I'll wash your back," he crooned suggestively.

She closed her hand and cut off the flame, finding it so very comfortable to be encircled in his arms. She smiled bright and nuzzled into him, dropping soft kisses to his neck. "I'd love for you to join. I'll wash your back as well if you'd like~ Maybe a nice rub down too, hm? If you want that is~" She teased and peeked up at him with a tint of playful shyness.

"Mm. Always," Smoker grinned holding her even more, stretching arms and shoulders around her so that they flexed. "Just don't do it in the middle of a battle." Okay it was a lame joke and Smoker rarely made jokes and his brain wasn't completely back together after practically turning into mush from that but still he'd said it and it was too late to take it back so he was just going to stand by it and pretend it was on purpose.

She blinked at him for a moment but soon after she tilt her head and giggled. "You're silly and really cute." She commented and without giving him a moment to protest, she leaned in and pressed her lips against his in a gentle kiss, trailing her hands down his chest. Her palms pressed to his muscles, still heated from her flames as she caressed those muscles.

Smoker wanted to object to being called cute again but kissed her back, humming happily at the touch. He blushed again though but at least she seemed to like it and really that was hard to argue with.

She smirked against his lips and leaned up, sitting fully up on his lap. Karen wasn't shy of her curves and naked self, not in the least, so sitting like this on him, with everything exposed right ontop of him. Her hands continued down his chest near his hips and then her fingers pressed into his skin with a bit of pressure, and she slowly moved them up while her hips slowly started to rise off of him, stretching like a cat would. Her weight gave wake to his muscles, pushing away that first layer of tension.


A small squint with a happy smile down at him as she moved back down his body, trailing her lips along his chest. Goodness, she couldn't get enough of him right now and she let it be known with gentle nips and bites along his solid muscles. "I like hearing you say my name~" She purred and averted her eyes up to peek through her lashes and tossed hair again at him, pursing her lips in a smile.

Almost just to frustrate her, Smoker grinned wide, teasingly purring, "Angel~." He rubbed the back of her shoulders as well, massaging out her own kinks and just appreciating the feel of her tiny frame in his hands.

"Jerk." She smirked fully well knowing that teasing tone. "Well if you don't want to say it then I guess I could take my shower now without you, hm?" She said and ghost her lips over his with a soft low moan just to tease him. "Smoker~"

She leaned off of him and slowly start to shift to roll off of him, still casting soft glances at him with a soft wink.

That got Smoker's attention right away. "Karen!" he protested almost in a yelp wanting to tackle her. "Karen, Karen, Karen." He kissed her cheek to up to just behind her ear and growled in a low whisper, "You'll still always be an angel to me."

Win. Pure win for her. She smiled over her shoulder up at him, pressing her back up against his strong chest and purred. "I like the sound of that." Leaning up, she placed a gentle kiss on his cheek, nuzzling her nose against his cheek playfully. "You're so cute.~" She teased again.

"Hn," Smoker grunted reflexively. "Not cute," he scowled in determination. He wrapped his arms around her again holding her tight just so she couldn't leave. "Marne. Tough. Strong," he growled, fully aware that no matter what tone he said it in it was probably just going to sound sulky at this point.

Was that a little pout she heard in his voice? She giggled and playfully squirmed in his arms, dropping another kiss to his cheek and ran her hands down his arms. She nudged her nose under his chin and stared up at him with lidded eyes. "Would you like to shower with me?~"

"Mm-hm," Smoker nodded in agreement. "Now what kind of a man would refuse an offer like that?"

Her head tilt and she smiled. "Let's go then~" She said and took his hands, tugging him with to his bathroom, ignoring that her legs were still a bit wobbily from the earlier and rather nice wake up call they both had with one another.

Baths and showers were her specialty along with massages. She drew the water, knowing the perfect temperatures to keep the water at. She ran her hands under the falling water and turned the flowing water to the shower faucet, glancing over a naked shoulder at him. "I hope you like it nice and warm."

"The hotter the better," he grinned, not taking the cigars out of his mouth. He'd been showering with cigars since his days in the academy and knew how to keep them smoldering in steam. He nudged his nose under red curls against the back of her ear, warmly ghosting hot breath on her neck. "Moku moku no mi. Makes me feel alive in a lot of steam too."

Hot she could handle. Steam was wonderful for the complexion and the hot springs were always the dangerous kind of scalding skin. But she could handle that~ "Mm, very well then~" She turned the heat up a bit, the room instantly filling with heat that reminded her vaguely of the battle she had with Yuuto. The station was full of steam from her fire and his water canceling one another out. Ah well. She breathed it in and turned to smile up at him and rose to her feet, slipping into the shower, beckoning him to follow.

It was like being up against fire. The desire to completely phase into smoke, just puffs of white cloud all over the room boiled inside of him. He tried to refrain, to hold back. It was addicting. The ability to turn into an element. And dangerous. Still, Smoker phased out partly following Karen close behind and wrapping all her from the neck down in a smokey mist blanket.

Karen shut her eyes and tilt her head down, feeling that bit of smoke envelop her. It wasn't like the warmth of the shower steam but something more comforting to her. She smiled lightly to herself and savored the misty touches. "My, such touches~ it's rather romantic." She mused while she tucked strands of her soaked hair behind her ears, moving her hands ever so gently over the smoke.

It wasn't quite the same to be touched in smoke form, even when it was thick and strong. That had its advantages in battle but disadvantages in moments like this. He phased back into solid human, feeling better after the brief venture into his logia. He stood behind her, strong arms wrapped around her chest and bent down to lean over one of her shoulders. "I have my moments," he rumbled quietly, giving her a quick squeeze before reaching for his standard marine issue soap.

A smile came to her lips when the caress of the smoke left for the feel of skin on skin once more. "So you do." She said softly and glanced over her shoulder to him as he reached over. She stared for a moment but once she caught herself doing such, she blushed faintly and looked down to busy herself with caressing herself with her hands, wetting her arms with the hot water that relaxed her muscles that had been stretched wonderfully during their sex. In just their short time she curse herself for falling so hard, but at the same time, was rather happy she could after Aoki. Aoki had a wife and child after all...the last thing she ever wanted in the world was to be a burden.

Snapping from her thoughts, Karen took the soap from him once he was finished and lathered some up in her palms.

Smoker made a mental note to try to find out what kind of soap Karen preferred. He was content with his marine issue but girls tended to make a fuss over of that and she'd worked at a place called "Soapland" so she was likely to be particular if given a chance. He lathered up his own hands and stroked her back, roughly carressing her back and shoulders. "Mm Karen," he rumbled, switching to soaping up his chest and arms, "Remind me in town later to get you whatever kind of soap you prefer." Maybe telling her defeated the purpose but he couldn't stop thinking like a marine commander, one who needed subordinates to take care of small details. Maybe Tashigi would know about this sort of thing too.

Oh goodness, no one really ever gave her a back rub so strongly. She hissed to cover her moan and leaned forward with her forearms resting against the wall of the shower. Her head tilt down and her spine curved to his hands. "Aah...I-It's okay. I make sss-haa~ I make my own s-soaps." She stammered, feeling the muscles in her back and shoulders lathered out. "B-But thank you sweetly." She said and peeked over her shoulder up at him with a soft smile, her cheeks tinted red.

She made her own soaps? Smoker was impressed. And it was somehow extremely cute. Sweet. Angelic. "Okay then next time we're in town, remind me the ingredients you need," he grinned and kissed her cheek. Feeling brazen today he rubbed his knuckles over the lower part of her back down to her ass he brushed gently fondling.

"Mm, I'll be sure to." She smiled but soon closed her eyes and dipped her head forward when he kept caressing her. Her hips arched a bit to his wandering hands, specially when he touched her ass, blushing a bit darker at the bit of intimate touches. His rough knuckles waking up and rubbing away sore muscles coaxed a soft moan from her lips. "Ooh...Feel's good." She mused.

Hands on her hips once more, Smoker rubbed his thumbs in small circles over tense muscles helping relieve some of the stress as she'd done from him over and over. "I figure at this rate, I'll pick up almost everything you know and become the second best masseur in the world." He rested one hand on the cigars, momentarily protecting them from the stream of water. He ran the other hand up along her spine, gripping the tense muscles and massaging away, copying some of the moves she'd used on him.

Those strong hands on her hips made her blush deeper, specially with him behind her like that. She shook her head and blocked any rising perversion and glanced back up at him with a small smile. "I'll be more than happy to show you how to do somethings, but so far you're doing a wonderful job~" She complimented with soft pleasurable moans with his hands rubbing tension away.

"Mm," Smoker hummed, pleased with the compliment. A tune drifted through his head but he wasn't much of one for singing in the shower, even when alone so he hummed it slightly stroking out Karen's tension until he decided it seemed most of the tension couldn't be felt between his forefinger and thumb so she must be doing better now. He grabbed shampoo and lathered up his spikey hair, eying Karen's curves appreciatively.

She let out a shuddering sigh once he was finished and rose off of her forearms from the wall. She felt satisfied and turned with her facing him and ran her hands up through her hair, letting the water gather as she ran some of the left over soap through her red locks. A content sigh escaped as she tilt her head back to the streaming water, half lidded eyes watching him as he lathered his spiky hair.

Feeling her eyes on him made him grin cockily. If she was watching him again then he definitely had her interest. He ducked his head into the stream of water, a hand up to protect the lit cigars again. Leaning over her head, Smoker smirked down at her squeezing one of her shoulders cheerfully hoping to get a blush from her out of it. Revenge.

Karen leaned back to the wall when he got so close to her, that blush still there but not darkening. She smiled sweetly in return up at him and leaned on her tip toes, kissing him with a soft tenderness she could muster. Blindly, her hands fumbled with the soaps and lathered it up in her palms. Her hands extended to his toned stomach, running up along the curves of those muscles to his chest, her eyes never leaving his.

She was turning the tables on him again in a way most women never did but he couldn't pretend not to love it. If there was a part of his body Smoker was most secure about, it was fortunately he chest. Muscled from working out on a regular basis he had no qualms about showing it off or letting anyone see it. He grabbed some more soap and playfully rubbed it down her neck and chest in return.

She looked down at his chest as her hands continued to lather and caress with suds working up, a soft look coming over her eyes at the sight. She stole a glance back up at him and blushed a bit with a soft moan, feeling him rub her chest with soap. A slippery messy feeling but still able to coax those sounds with heavy breath out of her. "W-We should stop...I'm getting turned on again.." She confessed, biting her lip in actual embarrassment.

Smoker chuckled evilly and took his hands off her chest. "Much as I might enjoy that," his eyes sparkled in amusement, "I'll be good." He rubbed the soap over his shoulders and back and rinsing it off grinned even more broadly. "I'll just make you wait for later~" he smirked replying in an almost singing tone of voice as he he brushed a thumb along her face to tuck wet hair behind an ear.
What? Was that a little bit of a pout. Maybe. She shook it off and calmed herself the best she could and turned with her back to him again, helping to rinse off the suds from her chest, running her hands up through her hair again with a soft content sigh. Just as well probably. No doubt he must of been a little tired~ since she was so much younger than him, though if she ever voiced that he might just...hmm. "Good boy. I wouldn't want you to over exert yourself~"

He glanced at her sharply, "Over-exert, myself?" he pricked with defiance and pride. He leaned in closer cornering her up against the shower tiles. "I don't have to come to make you come again," he growled sharply, eyes piercing into her, fingers teasing her nipples and sensitive areas as he laid down the challenge. "I'm young yet, girl," he growled crankily. And with stamina in spades he refrained from adding since it sounded much too defenisve. He leaned in even closer resting one arm holding the cigars high above his head as he bent to kiss her neck. "Would you like me to prove it?" he asked in a dangerous whisper, looming in more.

The tone caught her a little off guard. No doubt if she was to call him a sin it would surely be pride. She turned her head and gave a faint snub to him, eyes casting sidelong to glance up at him. "Do you think you can prove it?" She teased with her ever apparent small smile on her lips. She did her best to resist the teasing to her nipples though body belayed rational though and her nipples perked to his wandering fingertips.

"Oh I can prove it," Smoker growled in a low voice. He placed the cigars in the soap dish and started licking and biting down her chest. He crouched down to his knees, sucking and nipping at an erect nipple, teasing the other in his hands. Moaning softly around the nipples in his teeth Smoker licked it around in circles over the tip, sucking in more of her, before pausing abruptly to glance back up at her. "Depends on how much you want it Karen~"

Karen leaned her head back to the shower wall, breathing hard as she watched him take his ministrations on her chest. Moaning deep, her hands trailed up through his hair, dragging her nails softly against his scalp as she felt that need build up. "Well~ I do want it, but again, I'm not sure you can nng, k-keep up with me~" She purred to him.

"Keep up?" Smoker laughed throatily, his fingers slipping lower, "You must want it badly to bluff that much." He kept his eyes focused on her, memorizing every little movement, every sound and twitch she made. Grinning evilly again his eyes bore deeply into her. "You know in my shower, no one can hear you scream but." With that relatively ominous warning, he bit at a nipple again, stimulating her whole chest with a combination of wet licks and skilled fingers. He lid his mouth lower licking under her breasts down to her stomach. He nipped it carefully, once again drinking in any reaction she made before holding her waist up against the wall. Grinning up at her deviously he roughly bit her thigh just above the kneecap, inching higher excruciatingly slowly.

"Or perhaps I just mean it~" She purrs to him with her eyes focusing back down at him. Though with each nip she quivered and tilt her head to the side, gasping sharply. "Ooh.." It didn't help that his tone was laced like that. Damn him. When did she develop this fetish dirty talking. "Think you can make me scream enough to even test that out?~" She smiled with pursed ruby lips. When he kept kissing up her leg she moved her fingers to her lips, biting them softly to keep herself quiet. She couldn't let him win just yet.

"Just call me confident," Smoker answered with a long lick up her inner thighs. His fingers gripped her ass again again, fondling gently but holding her in place as he swiveled his head to the other leg to began biting up the thigh licking upwards. As reached the highest parts of her legs, he began kissing side to side slightly more gently and then rougher again, he slid up just a little higher, still kissing and and before he dipped his tongue any further looked up again with a huge smirk. "Karen~" he purred in a sing-song voice, "Last chance to admit you're the tired one~"

Her chest kept heaving when he could get painfully close to the spot that ached the most. Her head rolled back against the wall, fingers tightening against her lips so force herself to keep quiet. "Not..tired..not at all.." She gasped with heavy pants and moans. To hell with it, he could win at this point if he wanted. Win anything, she didn't care. Her mind clouded, wanting nothing more than to just be enveloped in him again.

"As you wish," the smirk broadened. He shifted his arms completely to smoke, toying with lassoing her midsection with them but thinning the arms more to ghost touches along her spine and chest, over he breasts and nipples again. Smoker licked up to her clit, exploring the clefts with his mouth and licking for more pressure. She tasted fantastic and vaguely reminiscent of the ocean from the sex they'd earlier and his own musky scent mixing on her, marking her as his. He licked lower dipping his tongue into her vagina slightly, exploring around the edges. The taste was even stronger now and he couldn't help moaning, echoing his own pleasure with the situation.

Oh God she could feel him touching close to every sensitive spot on her. Her breath hitched in her throat and she held in a strained cry when he started to lick and taste her. No no, that felt far too good..far too perfect. "S-Smoker.." She whimpered with her fingers still lacing around her lips and head tilt to the shower wall. She was already wet just from the spectacular sex and what he did to her back with his strong hands. "Ooh..haa~ t-that feels.." She couldn't finish her sentence.

Hah good. Exactly what he was looking for. He wasn't an expert at this by any stretch of the imagination but he was confident that he knew what he was doing and that more than made up for it. Licking up again, Smoker started to explore everything again, this time a little more rapidly and a little rougher, determined to push her the brinks of ecstasy and then push her over. Large tongue slid down to lap inside her, exploring the soft wet walls, tapping them with his tongue and swirling it around. The smoke blanket of his arms shifted slightly to tendrils much thicker, wrapping around her like ropes and vines and yet still like the fingers, pressing and stimulating all the right areas.

And putting her near ecstasy he was. His tongue was so skilled, rubbing her walls while he bumped into her clit every now and then, shooting sparks of pleasure to her hips. But what surprised her was the feeling of restraints that felt like hands pinning her against the wall as they caressed her chest and everywhere. Her mouth hung open as she kept crying out soft pleas for more with her tone erotic and deep. His name swept past her lips in a heated need, feeling her walls tighten to his tongue as memories flooded of how he fucked her earlier.

A small wild growl bubbled in Smoker's throat as she started tightening on him. He refused to let up for a second, still licking around in circles, hands playing with her chest and gently massing her neck. He closed he eyes for the briefest of moments shutting out the light but opened them again, refuse to miss any minute of her reactions. He moved one of the smokey-fingered hands from the chest to legs for a bit, brushing up soothingly, coaxing even more out of her.

A swore broke out from her lips as he kept teasing her like this. No more. She couldn't take it anymore. Her body felt on fire with the water and her own heat, and every touch he was giving her was bringing her closer and closer to the brink. "Y-You win..please- pl-please no more teasing~" She cried out with her cheeks flushed. "Haa I-I'll be as loud as you want me to be.." Came the whimper, eyes shutting tight in embarrassment.

The marine captain smirked evilly in triumph. He did so love to be in command. "I have a thought~" he purred, already enjoying the oral sex so much he wasn't eager to switch gears. One very unique advantage to fucking people using devil fruit powers was the many different techniques that came with such a curse. He brushed against her clitoris with his tongue again but stood up, needing to stretch his legs. He towered over her, well over a foot taller she seemed so small and frail especially trembling like this. "Do you trust me?" he whispered in her ear softly.

Her breath quivered when he finally let up, her hands moving back to brace herself against the wall, even more so when he hovered over her like that. Such a vast difference than when he was little and she was teasing him because she was taller. He could easily easily overpower her in this situation right now. "Y-Yes...with my life." She moaned to him at his question, nudging her head against his.

Smoker ran his hands down her arms at that, she almost seemed like a dream at this point. So perfect. He swallowed hard, trying to suppress his own tremor at that. He slipped his fingers across her stomach, gently but firm slipping them lower. He needed his hands for this, even in smoke form they were sensitive enough to feel her out and strong enough for what he had in mind. Kissing her ear and neck softly, Smoker slipped his fingers inside spreading them out in soft smoke fashion to explore up higher inside. He held her close, hanging on every reaction from her to find what he was looking for.

Golden eyes stared up at him, quivering under each sweep of those fingers that teased her, even if wisps of smoke. They were trailing lower and lower until she felt them in her. Her breath caught in her throat and she tiled her head back to the wall of the shower, feeling herself nearly collapse at the immense pleasure spiking through her, having never been touched by anything like this. In his search, she felt something brush past her bundle of nerves that shot electricity through her hips and she gave a soft cry, bending her head forward with her forehead resting on his shoulder.

Victory. He brushed past the spot again and again, memorizing the location for future reference. "Karen~" he purred happily, rubbing the spot in small circles. Balancing on one leg he propped the other up behind her hips for support. The evil grin softened, slate grey eyes beholding her intently. "Karen," he rumbled again.

It was one thing to have the spot brushed against by his cock over and over again, but to feel his digits directly on that sweet spot, rubbing directly, it wasn't fair. Karen kept quivering, fluids leaking out of her from her high aroused state that was only amplified like crazy from his touches. She tried her best to keep quiet but it was no use. Her jaw lax and her body squirmed against the wall, held in place by him as she kept crying out in pleading cries and yelps of pleasure when he kept tickling that spot. "...c-coming.." She breathed out before her orgasm swept through her, hands held back against the wall, effortlessly pawing at it for support as her hips rocked arched, slightly riding and grinding herself against his thigh, drunk on lust.

Swallowing hard, Smoker groaned softly, enjoying her orgasm almost as much as her, proud of himself for being able to bring her to this level. He let her ride it out before withdrawing smokey hands to hold her up for support against the shower wall, his own naked thigh not leaving her side. "Warned you," he reminded smugly, affectionately rubbing face against her neck, her chest pulled close to his.

Her breath continued to hotly spill out as her orgasm slowly washed back, leaving her quivering. Oh that was so cruel of him..so very cruel to make her experience something like that with her begging and mewling under him. She gave a weak nip to his shoulder and gave a halfassed glare up at him for what he did. A bit of pride was damaged but once more she took this as a challenge. Her lips crushed to his in a heated kiss but before he could respond, she quickly dipped to her knees. Two could play this game. Her hand grasped his cock and she rolled her tongue over the tip before slipping it fully into her mouth and throat, moaning around him with her tongue rolling firmly against the underside of his shaft, giving Smoker a drawn out suck.

Smoker took a deep breath fumbling those cigars he suddenly desperately needed. He gripped his hands tight on her shoulders, face flushing immensely. She was amazing at turning the tables on him, just when he thought he'd caught her... He trembled slightly, trying thard to calm down, breathing quickening along with his pulse. "You're never going to get clean at this rate," he gulped, trying to joke around and not lose complete control.

Karen's head slowly drew back only to move forward, drawing out her long sucks while her golden eyes scanned up to look at him. Fiery red hair stuck to her face but her eyes held a look of 'I don't care' in them. She closed them and trailed her fingers up over his inner thighs, barely tickling them with a hot touch. She let out another soft moan against his arousal, nearly letting him slip out before she drew her head forward, lips meeting his eager hips.

"Ah... ah ah ah," Smoker gasped, withdrawing his hands from her shoulders afraid he might hurt her. He fingered tiles apprehensively looking for anything to grip. The woman was insatiable. "Ka...Karen," he stammered pausing for a moan, "You... I... I'm not going to be able to hold back..." he flushed even more red, stil scrabbling at the tiles for a perch.

Smug pride was swelling in her while she listened to his noises. Unable to hold back. Perfect~ That's how she wanted him. Squirming like this, blindly grabbing for the wall for any kind of support. Her pace quickened considerably, drawing out her sucks on his arousal. After a few minutes of such, she drew him out of her mouth with her hand caressing in quick paced strokes. Her lips trailed down to where her other hand was, smoothing her tongue over his sac to help heighten that bit of pleasure.

Evil woman. He probably deserved that but fuck she was incredible. Smoker groaned loudly, true to his word and unable to completely hold but he tried. His hips bucked slightly, aching for more of the wet heat before pulling back, Smoker tilting his head back into the tiles, trying not to overdo it. She was too beautiful. Too perfect, everything he wanted, needed. He groaned again, long and low and loud. "Hnn, don't stop," he panted breathlessly, trying desperately not to lose control and buck again. Damn her.

She moaned softly and kept licking over his sac before she leaned up, trailing her lips against the tip of his arousal while her hand continued to stroke quickly, loving to see him this way. Ooh ho was that a bit of a begging. Her lips smiled sweetly as warm breath spilled over the tip of his cock. "How badly do you want me to continues?~" She teased playfully in question, her hand suddenly stroking painfully slow.

He wasn't going to play this game. Not. Going. To. Play. He moaned again, squeezing his eyes shut, an inner battle raging in his head. Say yes and continue the ecstasy, ignore the question and be tortured more. Well no one ever call him not a masochist what with the training and carrying seastone around on a frequent basis. Still, there were some things even Smoker wouldn't do to himself. And then again, he was nothing if not persistently stubborn. He growled glaring down at her almost ready to punch the wall in frustration but kept the words from leaving his lips.

Oh she loved that stubbornness he held onto. She smirked and pulled her hand away from his shaft, doing nothing but giving a soft nuzzle to his hip bone, splaying soft kisses against that down to his inner thigh. "Guess you don't want me to continue them, hm?" She pouted up at him playfully, resting her hands on the bottom of the shower between her legs that made her breasts perk up. "Would you like to get out then~?"

Damn, evil woman. His resistance was crumbling, even the hot shower almost feeling cold in comparison to her wet heat, mental images of her at various angles from their earlier events that morning splaying through his head only making it worse. "Karen," he begged, "Please..." It came out as a whimper and he bit down on one of his own large knuckles to choke back the rest.

She smirked and leaned forward, licking the tip of his arousal again, but gives it feathery touches with an occasional nip. Her eyes remained locked on his and she purred to him with a silk tone. "Let's get out of here first~ Then I'll finish with you~ unless you're that desperate to release." She teased, dropping a kiss down the length of his shaft.

Smoker swallowed hard deciding then and there she was crazy, insatiable, and he was pretty sure it was a good thing. "Whatever you want," he purred. He rubbed the back of his ears with a hand uncertainly, "You got something in mind?" At this rate he wouldn't be surprised if she decided to tie him up or something on top of the rest. It was a little unnerving how okay with that idea he was.

She just simply smiled. "Perhaps. But more so I guess this makes us even on the begging~" She smirked and rose up from her knees, fumbling with the water to turn it off. She wrings her hair of the clinging droplets and smiles up at him. "Plus, you're still high aroused." She smirked and ran her fingers up his shaft before she stepped out of the shower, snagging a towel for herself, wrapping it around her, then one for him and held it out.

The marine grunted at that, taking the proffered towel and drying off his spikey green-grey hair, not even bothering to cover up. "Can't help it," he glanced down over a shoulder, "A certain irrestible angel keeps toying with me."

"Well a certain marine seems to enjoy it just as much, and doing it in return." She smiled and leaned up, helping him dry his hair while she dropped a soft kiss to his lips. "Not that I mind at all." She gently took his hand and headed back to his room with the bit of mess they made still in tact and images swept through her mind of morning's activities. She bit her lip a bit then stole another glance up at him with a sheepish blush. "I'll help clean up."

"Hm," Smoker grunted, glancing around for clothes and remembering tossing about his bureau and messing up the rest. "I got it," he replied easily. It was his room and if he was about to start sharing it on a near-permanent basis his stubborn chivarly wasn't about to let her help him. "Take a seat and relax," he fumbled for marine boxers and blue jeans, bending down to scoop up the scattered contents of his dresser top. "Unless you're planning on messing it up again," he shot her a lewdly suggestive look.

Karen smirked and shot a glance at the desk then up at him. "I've no idea what you're talking about~" And obvious lie but it was fun to play with him like this. "Unless you plan on messing it up, too." She asked and removed her towel from herself, obviously not shy of her body and ran it up through her red hair, giving her even more of a messy and tossed look.

A small tremor as Smoker relied once more on reserves of self-control. "I have nothing planned," he retorted casually but watched her movements without the towel, causing him to bang his head on the bed frame as he bent down to gather scattered clothes. He hid a wince, inwardly groaning at his own inability to be smooth. Tossing things in the hamper Smoker pulled on his boxers and jeans cutting off the view to his own ass. There. Served her right.

She heard the bang and flinched, glancing over at him with a bit of worry playing in her eyes. She might be all tease with him but she still wouldn't of wanted any kind of pain like that to him. "Ah- are you alright?" She blinked with a small laugh. How cute. Did he get distracted? She slipped out of the bed and hurried over to him with a stare up at his head as he covered himself. She pouted just a bit but held out her hands. "Let me see where you hit yourself."

Aw fuck she noticed. "It's fine," Smoker bit his cigars, feeling flustered. "Just erm..." Well the truth was too embarrassing and he wasn't going to lie to her. "Don't worry about it," he took her hands in his, "It's fine. Teach me to look where I'm going." He flushed slightly.

Her head curiously tilted to the side when he took her hands. Standing on her tip toes, still unable to fully reach, she dropped a kiss to his cheek happily. "Please be careful next time." She mused and nudged her nose to his cheek once more. Once more, she hardly cared, with him at least, if she was naked, it was a bit comfortable this way, being so close with skin to skin.

His ears were definitely reddening again but it was a pleasant feeling over all. "I will," he grumbled softly before playfully scooping her up into his arms. She'd been treating him like a little kid again and part of it was just because she was naked and he felt the need to be holding her, the rest was a reminder that he was a full grown, very strong marine. He roughly ran the scruff against her cheek before kissing her softly. He carried her over to the large chair and set her down in it wordlessly before wandering off to straighten his bed typical marine order fashion. It was too much a habit to make it to just leave it that way even if he didn't give a damn how it looked.

A squeak came out when he playfully lifted her up. A small blush hitting her cheeks when she realized he was indeed still such a strong handsome marine. She giggled when he nuzzled her, returning the gentle nuzzles back with a soft kiss to those reddening ears. He was so adorable to hide that boyish side of him. She adjusted herself in the chair before sitting up on it on her knees, bending over the arm of it with her arms folded to watch him work. Part of her felt guilty for helping to further mess up the bed, but just watching simple and diligent working...made him seem so much more human to her. Simple things...she missed simple things without the weight of the World's fate lingering above her. But it was for the sake of people to bring justice to those humans worthy of continuing their lives. "You'd better." She said belayed at his own words cracking a soft smile.

"Oh?" Smoker turned an arched an eyebrow at her, before moving on to straighten the rest of the room, "And what are you going to do if I don't?"

"I'll have to think of a fitting punishment I suppose. But then that won't do much for making sure you don't hurt yourself, would it?" Taps her lip and thinks on it. "Hm hm. I suppose saying I'll run away won't be much of a threat either."

Smoker glanced at her sharply, "Ah no... that would work," he frowned. "I'll try not to hurt myself. No promises though," he gestured to the scar on his chest, "Dangerous line of work and all that and I'll do anything for justice."

She blinked. That...worked? Her eyes cast down with a faint blush hitting her cheeks. Did that mean he...cared around the same level as she did in just their short time of knowing one another? She cleared her throat and slid out of the chair he placed her in, suddenly becoming a bit shy of her nakedness but moved over and wrapped her arms around his midsection in a gentle hug. "Thank you..."

Blinking in confusion himself, Smoker wrapped am arm around her firmly. "Hey," he said awkwardly, "It's nothing, really." All this over agreeing not to hit his head again or was it just because he didn't want her to go. Well whichever. "I should probably see about getting you breakfast," he thought out loud. "Want me to bring it back here?"

It might not of been the same as before. Getting out their frustration from their sexual tension. She was actually seduced by his kindness for everything he's done for her. Letting her remain here, the scarf he got her, not wanting her to leave... She leaned up and blushed, brushing her lips across his. "One more time..before you go. I don't care if you say you win, just- one more time please.." She whispered.

Smoker swallowed hard at her request, slate-grey eyes holding golden ones. He picked her up fireman carry again and put her in his bed, gently this time. "Karen," he purred before kissing her hard. He hovered over her slightly, chest to chest and kissed her neck softly "I was kind of hoping we both won~" he grinned slyly, running his hands over the sides of her supple thighs.

Her arms gently wrapped around his neck when he lifted her up and she blushed, smiling sweetly. "I can live with that." She said and nuzzled softly, trailing a kiss from his cheek to his neck. When she was laid on the bed she arched her legs to his touch, a soft moan sweeping past her lips and she arched to his touch, already quivering. Damn, something about him just seemed to turn her on so much. "Smoker..~"

"You're insatiable woman," Smoker chuckled in amusement, hands still drinking her in with his touch like a tall fiery glass of whiskey. "A man could get used to that." Undoing and kicking off the pants and boxers he'd just thrown on he mentally slapped himself for fixing up the bed. He knew she wanted to mess it up again. Evil woman. He bit her neck with soft playful tugs as a small punishment for it. Running his fingers up between her thighs he moaned softly, desperately wanting to feel more of it all over again.

"If it's you I don't mind." She smiled faintly and dropped a soft kiss over his shoulder, trailing the feathery kisses over his scar ever so gently. Her hands slowly moved up his stomach to his chest, trailing her nails sweetly to that firm skin as she moaned at the bites. Her breath hitched at that soft pain that molded with pleasure and shot sparks to her hips. Fiery hair nuzzled against his shoulders and her mouth hung open when he ran his fingers between her thighs. "Smoker.." She breathed him in. The soft lingering scent of military soap with smoke.

"Hmm Karen~" he purred in a sing-song voice again. Her name would always sound like a bell to him. He couldn't take any more foreplay after everything else but at least he could try to be gentle, no matter how much insisted she liked it rough, any rougher and she probably wouldn't be able to walk. He slipped in easily, groaning loudly and gripping her shoulders hard. "Karen," he moaned again in pure bliss.

Her mouth hung open and she tilted her head back to the pillows. A soft moan escaped her lips whenever he said her name and her legs ran up along his side, urging him more. She did like it rough, and wanted to one day do it just so rough that both of them would feel like they'd break. But right now she was seduced. And as much as she just wanted him to fuck her, in her mind, she wanted this time to be sweet. "R-Roll us over.." She pleaded as she looked up at him with lidded eyes, hair fanning out on his freshly made bed.

Tenderly kissing behind her ears Smoker complied, part of him still stubbornly wanting to defy orders but the rest of him just wanted to give in and do anything for her. Being under someone was a strange feeling for him. Not entirely new but still unfamiliar. He glanced up at her curiously, tenderly running finger over her soft chest to get a full measure of them. "Hm?" he asked grinning back at her.

Her arms held on tight when he did roll them over and she rose up to sit fully on his lap. Those last few inches sinking deep into her till her hips met his completely. She sighed with quivering breath and smiled faintly at him, specially how he seemed to rub her chest. Gaining courage, somehow suddenly feeling shy, Karen rose her hips up slowly only to slide back down his arousal, giving a soft sensual rock of her hips against his. Her hands trailed down his chest to his stomach, supporting herself as she continued her slow pace. He was hitting so deep inside of her, pushing into her back wall while brushing her bundle of nerves. "Smoker.." She groaned, curving her back.

Smoker gasped at the way she expertly rolled her hips on top of him. "Ah fuck," he panted, so perfect. He thrusted into her more gently than before but still firm as ever, fingers trailing over her breasts. "Karen," he begged again. He couldn't seem to get enough of her from any position or angle, doing anything. Even if she just wanted to kiss his head and stay near him, he'd probably be thrilled to even get that much of her. And still more... if he could get more...

Oh those swearing words always found a way to her hips in sparks. She moaned at them and kept rocking her hips against his, gaining just a bit of speed in her thrusts down ontop of his cock buried deep into her. She arched her chest to his groping hands, breathing deep with soft wisps of pants. "Smoker..haa~" She moaned with her lips ghosting over his, drinking in his sounds. "Why~ why does it always feel..so ahh~ so good with you?~" She purred the question.

Smoker laughed. Actually happily laughed. "I must be fucking blessed," he beamed leaning up to kiss her cheek softly. After coming twice already this morning his stamina was wearing thin though. He growled softly, closing his eyes and focused on every little sensation. Every grind she pushed against him, the feel of her chest in his calloused fingers. "Karen," he begged again, trying to go slow to make it last and finding it almost daunting. He braced his legs hard against the mattress for support, toes twisting in the sheets. Thrusting hard, his muscles started to gain a light sheen from effort once more.

"Perhaps you are." She moaned to his lips and giggled when he kissed her cheek. When he shut his eyes she bit her lip, still slowly grinding against his hips before she reached over where she slept and pulled out the red scarf he presented to her. "I want you to experience bliss.." She moaned and gently slide the fabric around his eyes, tying it snug in the back. Karen's hands trailed down his chest as she moaned to his thrusts, nudging her nose to his. "Every feeling will amplify..." She breathed, slowly rocking her hips. "Every touch will feel more like fire." She whispered.

Her words alone increasing his anticipation, causing Smoker to tremble. The hands he wanted to climb into, the fire he desperately craved; needed really, her nose against his. He moaned loudly, sensitive hearing soaking in every sound, every whisper she made. "Hnnn," he grunted harshly, his hands tracing her sides and appreciating her hourglass figure. Swallowing hard, Smoker focused on taking in his breathing. She wanted him out of control clearly but he never said he'd make it easy on her.

Karen smiled at how he was acting towards her in this heat of passion. She leaned forward and swept a trace of a kiss over his lips before she moved out of his reach before he could react. To help drive him to the edge of control, she tightened herself around his member, sliding all the way down on him so he was seated fully inside of her. Her hips gave a bit of a churn, letting him feel her walls completely as she gasped and leaned over to whisper hot breath in his ear. "You're throbbing~"

"Hn... Ahhhhhhh," Smoker moaned. "Oh fuck Karen," he begged more. All of him felt like he was throbbing. Tremors threatening to take him over. The pulsing heat making him want to flicker into a firestorm of smoke all around her. He needed this. If this was a dream he preferred it to the waking world. He clung to her hips desperately, unable to get any more inside of her, completely surrounded in wet heat. His head was spinning, unable to do anything but feel everything. He felt like he was falling but already caught on a bed of clouds soft as his logia could be. "Angel," he gasped out softly.

Through her panting breaths, she smiled at him. He was losing his grip on rational thoughts and so was she. Her hands gently pushed him to lay fully back down on the bed while they dragged slowly down his skin, leaving small red marks in their wake. They as well felt like a pleasureful fiery touch. "T-That must mean~ you're very..haa~ v-very turned on~" She moaned to him. Her hips barely rose up only to thrust back down on him, tightening herself again with a groan. "Mmn~ how does it feel?~" She purred, wanting to hear him speak more in the heat of their passion.

"Hn," he hissed into the fiery hands on his chest, bucking up against them. "Fa-fantastic," he gasped. "So fucking aaahhhh amazing..." he moaned softly. "N...never felt this good before." His cheeks might have been pinkening but at this point he really couldn't tell. Too much of him felt like he was on fire, ready to erupt. On cloud nine and never coming down. He was tempted to say something incredibly stupid and wanted to hold back. It was lame but the sentiment was there even if he couldn't say it well, "I know you're an angel because this has to be heaven." Okay now he was definitely blushing. Oh well, she asked for it and his brain was not functioning any better.

Her cheeks flushed deep and she leaned down, sweeping her lips over his and drew her hips up completely off of him with nothing but his tip remaining inside of her. "Not heaven. You're still here with me." She moaned and moved his hands to her ass, resting his large palms against her curves. "Go rough~ please show me how good you really feel and want to feel." She begged to his blindfolded face and rose up, painfully slowly sliding down his shaft, hissing at his large size filling her up again. "Ooh, Smoker~ please show me~"

"Ah fuck!" he panted, "God you are just so...." He swallowed hard, not able to hold back a second longer, his fingers gripped into her hard enough to bruise, dragging her down forcefully onto him. "Oh fuck Karen." He gripped her even tighter, holding her in place as he bucked wildly into her. "Ahhhh!" he groaned loudly, leaning up to kiss any inch of skin he could, breathing in flaming red curls. "So incredible," he moaned, biting hard at what he figured was her shoulder but couldn't completely tell or care. His legs pushed himself off the mattress into her, harder, crazy, completely beyond control. "Karen!" he screamed finally, wrapping around her, in her, going rigid and tense trying to continue and barely able to move. His vision flooded white with dull rush filling his ears and veins, the eruption finally exploding.

Karen threw her head back the moment he grasped her rear, unable to help the soft cries that spilled from her lips as he pushed her down on his arousal. "S-Smoker~ ahh~ j-just like that~" She yelped when he started to wildly buck into her. Her hips swaying and deeply grinding in return to those wild bucks. "Ooh God so hard~!" She cried out and when he leaned close to her, she wrapped her hands through his still damp hair and forcefully tugged him to kiss her. When he pushed harder and deeper into her, she curved her spin and let out a soft yelp of pleasure when he continued to fuck her. She hissed, still aroused from everything he'd done and once that feeling of him releasing inside of her happened, she tightened and released her orgasm on his thrusting member. She quivered and her hips twitched to his, strained noises escaping her throat before she finally collapsed against him. "O-Oh God.." She gasped, feeling her body numb, satisfied, and on fire from the spectacular sex.

Smoker couldn't catch his breath. Couldn't breathe in enough air. "Ahhh," he panted like a winded dog, staring up at the cieling trying to clear the stars from his vision. He tore off the blindfold to better see her, smiling happily at her blissful exhaustion. "Hmm," he hummed softly, running a hand through her tossed about still slightly damp fiery red curls. She was still so warm, on fire everywhere he but loved it. He cradled her spine carefully in his hands, hoping to god he hadn't hurt her too badly even if she did enjoy it. Fuck she was a wildcracker. He adored it. The way he felt women should be. He needed a fresh pair of cigars but waited to catch his breath before reaching for them. A silent prayer voiced in his head, refusing to fully vocalize but thanking god because he must have done something amazing to deserve all that.

And did his job wonderfully he did. Karen nestled comfortably on his chest, her own breath rising and falling as she nuzzled into him, giving him a gentle squeeze for a hug. Completely worn out, Karen dropped a soft kiss to his chest, ghosting her lips over his scar. "We can skip breakfast for now.." She smiled and curled up more comfortably ontop of him. "Please remain this way...with me..just a little longer." She moaned before she fell asleep against his chest.

About to tell her of course, Smoker noticed how rapidly she fell asleep. Aww... cute. He plucked a pair of cigars from his nightstand, one arm still wrapped around her and fumbled with the lighter with one hand. Cigars lit, he took a deep puff, leaning back, head tilted to the ceiling and drifted off to sleep with her. Breakfast could wait until dinner for all he cared.