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Sage chuckled softly in response to her comments, tossing her his normal crooked grin. "Well, you're dealing with a pirate," he mused. "I don't play fair either," he noted with a glint his eyes. When she mentioned being uk for the challenge, he sort of just lounged in the couch, giving her a grin. "I need something to keep me on my toes," he hummed softly. It was rather true too....he was used to a lot of action. He needed something to keep him entertained. Which was an amusing thought. |
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She eyed him lounging on the couch, still with that same relaxed, carefree air. Her own smile remained, but there was a flicker of something else behind her gaze. "You're used to action, huh?" she repeated, almost as if testing the words. "Must be tough to keep entertained when you’ve already seen it all." She took a few steps closer, her posture shifting into something more challenging. "But I’m curious, Sage," she mused, "what happens when you find something—or someone—that's a little too much for you to handle?" |
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Sage felt his grin widen as she wandered towards him, tone becoming more challenging as she talked. "I dunno, I think you're doing a pretty good job of it," he mused, watching her wander towards him, eyes glittering happily. He cocked his head slightly at her next comment, grin turning more mischievous. "Well so far I've handled you just fine, so I don't think we need to worry about that," he mused lightly, giving her a somewhat challenging look in return. |
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Jora's lips curled into a playful smirk as Sage's words reached her. She stopped in her tracks, tilting her head in a mock gesture of contemplation, her eyes never leaving his. Her fingers lightly brushed the edge of her sleeve, the challenge in his gaze not lost on her. "Oh, really?" she purred, stepping a little closer, her tone low but with an unmistakable edge. "I wonder how fine you'd be handling me if things got... a little more complicated." Her voice was laced with amusement, the teasing warmth in her words almost tangible. She leaned in just enough to close the distance, her eyes flicking to his lips for a moment before settling back on his eyes, daring him to respond. The air between them seemed to crackle with energy, her grin widening in turn. "But I guess we'll see how well you manage, won't we?" |
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Sage felt his last smile turn into a downright mischievous grin as she stuck her face near his, clearly teasing him a little bit. Which was perfectly fine....he did enjoy their banter, and if something did come out of it....well, neither of them would be very upset. He hummed in response to her comment, sort of just nestling down where he was sitting, though he knew he'd shifted slightly, moving himself into a position that was rather suggestive. "Well, I suppose we will, won't we," he mused, a smirk growing on his face when he noticed her glance down at his lips. Good....he could play this game too. |
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Jora leaned in just a little closer, a playful glint dancing in her eyes as she saw the shift in Sage’s posture. He wasn’t fooling her, she could tell exactly what he was doing. She tilted her head slightly, allowing a teasing smile to tug at the corners of her lips. Oh, this game? She was more than ready to play. "Careful, Sage," she murmured, her voice low, her breath warm against his skin. "You might get more than you bargained for." She allowed a moment of silence to hang between them, just enough to let the tension build, then slowly, deliberately, let her gaze flicker from his lips to his eyes and back again. Let him wonder where she might take this. She wasn’t about to back down now. "Oh, I’m sure we will," she said softly, her tone laced with a hint of mischief. "But whether it’s exactly what you think... that’s the real question, isn’t it?" |
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Sage hummed softly in response to her comment, grin widening slightly as he felt her breath on his skin, heard her words swirl around his head. "Maybe," he mused. "But all bargains are a bit of a gamble, no," he added, brows arching slightly. Though, his thoughts left him when he noticed her gaze, and refocused himself, knowing she was doing that intentionally. "Well, if I'm so clueless, maybe you should show me what you mean," he mused after a moment, cocking his head slightly, eyes glinting in the sun. |
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Jora’s eyes narrowed slightly, a playful glint flickering in their depths as she leaned in just a fraction more, her lips brushing near his ear as she whispered, "Oh, I will." She watched the way his expression shifted, the way the challenge lingered in his voice, and let that moment stretch, savoring it. Jora smirked at Sage's words, her fingers still teasing his belt as she hovered over him. "Clueless, hmm?" She took a small step back, her gaze dropping to his lips before rising again to meet his eyes. "I think you might be underestimating yourself, Sage. But I don’t mind showing you... if you’re up for it." The words were laced with a teasing sweetness, her smile soft but sharp as she let the silence hang in the air for just a moment too long.
"Oh, I think that can be arranged," she purred, grinding down on him in a slow, deliberate rhythm."Watch closely then," she breathed against his lips before capturing them in another searing kiss. Her hips moved with sensual precision, each stroke of her body sending sparks of pleasure through both of them. She could feel every inch of their connection - the heat, the friction, the way their bodies seemed to mold together perfectly. Jora broke the kiss to gaze down at him with a wicked glint in her eyes. "Like this?" she asked sweetly before leaning back and picking up speed. |
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Sage felt his grin turn wicked as he felt her fingers start teasing his belt. He knew she wanted him ...and badly. But that was exactly how he wanted it. She never hung back, and that was one thing he loved about her so much. Everything she did was 100 percent....and this was no exception. If anything, it was more than 100 percent, since she so obviously loved to undo him slowly. Peel back all the layers and watch him squirm. And he couldn't say he didn't like it either. At the first movement of her hips, he felt his breath hitch and a slight noise escape his lips before shed kissed him. Hed moved to kiss her back of course, gazing up at her when she pulled back, mind already having left completely. "Exactly like that," he managed to breathe out, already breathless and definitely ready for more. "Though I think it would be better if you went ahead and took our clothes off," he added, grinning up at her. |
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Jora chuckled at Sage's suggestion, her hands moving swiftly to divest him of his remaining clothing. She then removed her own in a quick motion. She tossed the garments aside carelessly, eyes never leaving his as she revealed each new inch of skin. Once he was bare before her, she leaned down to press a kiss to his chest, "Better?" she asked huskily against his skin, trailing kisses lower still until she could take him into her mouth. Her hot breath whispered over him before engulfing him in wet heat as she took him deep. |
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Warming, with Sleet and Heavy Icing
