guilty pleasures

[Necro Stormborn]

His hands erupted into a sudden wave of force, blasting in her direction as she dodged his twirling roundhouse as he had expected her to and sent her full force into the aft wall. He snickered a little before lunging after her, she was not as practiced in real combat as he was, and learning to read your enemy's strengths and weakness was a learned skill.. one he doubted she had acquired yet.

Renata slammed into the wall, exhaling as the air in her lungs expelled in a quick rush as she staggered to collect herself. he charged shoulder forward again, fist ready to slam into her side. However, his barreling attack would not connect as she slunk down onto the ground and propelled herself through his legs, popping herself up and twisting herself around. Eurachis slowed his charge so not to collide with the wall, but it was too late, she was too fast and launched her foot into the middle of his back knocking him into the bulkhead and leaving his jaw ringing. He made an oomph sound as he felt his cheek pressed to the cold metal, her knee pressing up between his legs leaving no room for him to get a good footing. The dark lord made a muffled laugh, somewhat in pain, and short of breath from the charge,"that could have gone better..."

Renata grabbed his arm and squeezed it tightly as she bent it back and twisted up against him into an arm-bar as her body pressed tight against him limiting his options. She started hammering him in his side, pelting him with punches one after another, he continued to grunt after each one as he continued to attempt to harden his stomach and numb the pain. The dark lady brought her lips to his ears and he could feel their touch on his skin, his neck riffed uncontrollably as a cold shiver ran down his back and goosebumps followed close behind. He closed his eyes as he listened to her, somewhat enjoying this, somewhat planning his next move.

"Is this what you had in mind, Ramsie? Were you going to give..." she punched, "me a good pounding?" she punched again, then allowed her teeth to close on his ear, just hard enough to get his attention. She definitely did. His eyes flew open and his grin widened... she was certainly a feisty one, and that.... that was such a tease. He'd thought they were done with the cat and mouse games after last night...he was clearly wrong.

"mhmm, you're a naughty one..", Eurachis let his knee press against the bulkhead and drew the force into his legs. he could hear her in his head now... so he verbalized his response. "It is, and I have to say... domination looks good on you. However...", his breathing halted as he sucked in air and tightened his fists against the wall, "I think...." He pushed hard and away from the wall propelling himself as well as her backwards, up and then down onto the floor. She lay beneath him as he wiggled free of her grasp and elbowed her nose before he flipped himself forwards and straddled her. His eyes looked down at her, while he breathed quicker and quicker trying to calculate her possible response. "..You look better on your back.." Hands quickly flew to her wrists and tightened well beyond the acceptable limit attempting to then pull them above her head as he lay on top of her. He leaned in letting his forehead rest on hers as he exhaled shorter and shorter while looking down into her. "don't... you...think so?"

[Meira]

She'd released his ear from her teeth as he responded, smiling at his words. It did suit her well. Renata didn't allow herself to play like this near often enough. But now that she knew just how much fun she could have with Eurachis, that might change. Before, she'd seen his power as something not to be toyed with beyond simple words. She'd actually feared him. But now, that fear was washed away. She still had a healthy respect for his power, but he wasn't going to scare her anymore.

He could still surprise her, however.

Suddenly, Eurachis propelled them both up and away from the bulkhead, and then down onto the padded floor. They landed, hard, with his back slamming her down into the ground. Again Renata found herself gasping for breath as he maneuvered on top of her. His elbow struck her hard in the nose and mouth, and pops of light flashed in her eyes. By the time her vision stopped spinning, he'd positioned himself above her and his hands gripped her wrists just enough to hurt.

"..You look better on your back.."

She was panting, her torso rising and falling underneath his weight as he pull her arms upward. She resisted, but it was futile. He was too strong. His eyes glared down at her and she stared defiantly back at him, relishing the feel of the moment, even if it was he who now had the upper hand. She brought her bottom lip between her teeth to bite down slightly and tasted that familiar metallic tang. She licked the small ribbon of blood away as she watched him, lifting her upper torso toward him as he lowered himself down. He touched his forehead her hers as his weight settled and Renata lifted her chin, allowing her cheeks to graze against his.

"don't... you...think so?" he breathed, the words hot against her skin. Her whole body shivered as he spoke. Was it because she liked this? She couldn't move. He had complete control here... or so he'd like to think. But Renata wasn't done yet. As the last words left his lips, Renata rolled her head back, lifting her shoulders upward to press herself against Eurachis. A noise escaped her, something between a sigh and a moan.

"Mmm..." she breathed, her lips softly moving across his cheekbone. Her lips parted slightly as her breath came in shallow, ragged pants. "I... can be... flexible." she finally managed.

[Necro Stormborn]

Like a crack in sheets of ice, the resolve Eurachis previously held so tightly to win crumbled and spread throughout his body quieting his anger and numbing his control over emotions. He could feel his power waning and leaving him as his ability to stay focused became more and more difficult, his attention redirected to the soft press of Renata's lips as they passed over his cheek. He was quick of breath and his heart was pounding, but he let go of her wrists. Her head rolled back and the dark lord could feel as she pressed herself against him. He let his hand slide against the metal as it pulled down and closer to her shoulder, palm flat to the ground.

The sounds she made only made it harder for him to stay focused and it was becoming increasingly difficult to resist making a move for her. It was one thing for her to be acting on her emotions and giving in to her lust, as she did the night before, but for him to let himself go was another thing completely. The idea that he was thinking about kissing her seemed foolish as he debated himself over and over as he watched her moving against him, biting her lip, which he noticed was bleeding...

"Hell....don't I know it." Eurachis took one hand and cupped it behind her neck holding her up as he let his other roll down her waist and slide under the small of her back. He huffed in annoyance as he felt himself letting go...caring not if it was because of her hot breath against him, or because of what her movements were doing to him anatomically. Suddenly proving to her that he was better seemed insignificant, childish, and futile. He knew he was better then her with his saber, and he knew he could break all the bones in her body if he smashed her against the wall hard enough. Trying to prove he was better was a stupid idea... but enjoying her company once more before they landed, that on the other hand, was appealing.

He pulled her tight against him and held her as he pressed his lips to hers softly, tasting the irony tang of blood mixed with the taste of her. A taste that in a mere day he had come to desire and admire all at the same time. He gave himself to her, and in that moment he felt he had both won and lost all the same.

[Meira]

It was working.

Renata could feel him letting go. The rage that fueled his speed and strength was subsiding slowly. His grip relaxed on her wrists, and then he let go entirely, moving his hands to rest flat on the floor near her shoulders. A satisfied smile spread across her face as he gave in. Eurachis was strong. Eurachis was powerful. But Eurachis was still a man.

As his hands moved to hold her, Renata moved as well. She allowed his hand under her back, and the other at her neck. She could feel his mind shifting, the determination giving way to desire. It was a heady, dizzying sensation and Renata breathed it in, savoring it. And then, just like that, he let go entirely of his inhibitions and pressed his lips to hers. Renata closed her eyes, enjoying the moment just as much as he did. In fact, she had almost forgotten the purpose of all her posturing and sighing. He was good at that... making her forget. Somehow he'd managed to keep her mind clear of their obligations to the Sith and the war effort. He'd even made her forget about him.

This realization caused the woman to quickly open her eyes. The sudden rush of mixed emotions caused a tightness in her chest. Regret, betrayal, passion, and desire all fought to fill her mind. She couldn't allow such things to occupy her now, however. Not in front of him. Their view of each other might have changed very quickly because of this encounter, but she would not let how that effected her be shown, not now.

Instead, Renata pushed it all to the side and refocused on the goal at hand. She writhed beneath Eurachis, her movements and his distraction allowing her to free her legs from underneath him. She hadn't lied when she told him she could be flexible. As they separated from the kiss, she flashed him a smile for a brief moment before quickly slamming her forehead into his nose.

As Eurachis reeled back from the blow, Renata brought her legs up, snaking them over his shoulders and around his neck. With a grunt and a bit of help from the force, Renata pushed herself up from the ground, causing Eurachis to fall backwards. He landed and suddenly their roles were reversed. Renata squeezed her legs, restricting his air flow.

"You told me not to hold back." she said as his face began to redden.