17 AND I have the perfect icon for it. JAYZUSbyeontae_geomiAugust 1 2011, 18:45:05 UTC
Are you gonna swim all day or are you gonna make yourself useful? -Juri turns herself over, slipping the tie of her bikini open and allowing it to fall off of her back.-
-It was best to not test her patience, Abel. And really, who could complain? It wasn't every day you were basically being allowed, nay ORDERED, to touch all over a beautiful athletic woman. Sure, she happened to be a murderous maniac, but who was counting, right?-
[Just her luck, one of the few times she's actually done a patrol in Star City and she just has to run into Red Arrow. Of course after that they'd spent the rest of the patrol constantly finding reasons to annoy the other, because that's what they do.]
[Though that probably doesn't explain why it's after their patrolling hours and they're still annoying each other as they play cards. It certainly doesn't explain why they're playing strip poker either.]
[That said it's a good thing hero outfits are complicated, because this could take a while. As it is Artemis has already ditched her quiver as well as both of her knee guards. Currently she's scowling at Roy even as she peels off an arm guard.]
[Roy smirks, eyeing the arm guard as it is cast aside, then collects the cards and begins shuffling. He's missing one boot and a pocket that was strapped to his leg, and his own quiver.
Then he deals, raising an eyebrow at his own cards.]
[She's saving her boots and leg pocket... thing for later. Right now it's her arm guards and her arm band.]
[Reading his face is near impossible, so she settles for playing her cards as best as she can. Though she's watching him like a hawk. Wouldn't put it past him to cheat.]
[... Well, it was hardly as if he could just have told her 'no', when she had asked him to. He had just been reading a book in the shade, as everyone else frolicked in the sand and sea. So, slightly uncomfortable but too polite to say no, he had slipped his bookmark into the pages of his book, set it aside, and knelt beside her, pouring the lotion into his hands.]
do a good job and you'll get a prize~ -Juri enticed, arching her back for him in the most calculatingly suggestive way in order to give him more ground to work with. And, of course, she was topless. OF COURSE.-
Ah-- That-- That won't be necessary. [He flushes all the harder, and, if he could have, he might have reached up to fumble with his glasses. With the lotion already on his hands, though, all he can do is move forward, and despite his words, he isn't the kind to ever do less than his best.]
[At the very least, maybe focusing on the task at hand might help him feel a little less flustered. His long, deft fingers work the lotion into her flesh with a deliberate, firm touch, though gentle enough that it shouldn't hurt, almost like a massage. Shoulders, spine, lower back, occasionally pausing to get a bit more lotion when he starts to run low, he pays careful attention to any points of tension, doing what he can to loosen them under his touch.]
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-It was best to not test her patience, Abel. And really, who could complain? It wasn't every day you were basically being allowed, nay ORDERED, to touch all over a beautiful athletic woman. Sure, she happened to be a murderous maniac, but who was counting, right?-
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[Though that probably doesn't explain why it's after their patrolling hours and they're still annoying each other as they play cards. It certainly doesn't explain why they're playing strip poker either.]
[That said it's a good thing hero outfits are complicated, because this could take a while. As it is Artemis has already ditched her quiver as well as both of her knee guards. Currently she's scowling at Roy even as she peels off an arm guard.]
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Then he deals, raising an eyebrow at his own cards.]
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[Reading his face is near impossible, so she settles for playing her cards as best as she can. Though she's watching him like a hawk. Wouldn't put it past him to cheat.]
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[At the very least, maybe focusing on the task at hand might help him feel a little less flustered. His long, deft fingers work the lotion into her flesh with a deliberate, firm touch, though gentle enough that it shouldn't hurt, almost like a massage. Shoulders, spine, lower back, occasionally pausing to get a bit more lotion when he starts to run low, he pays careful attention to any points of tension, doing what he can to loosen them under his touch.]
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