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Spotted Peckers: Black Ocean; [PRIVATE] [I feel a preventive content warning would be appropiate here]
Topic Started: Apr 17 2016, 05:36 PM (832 Views)
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[[Fiyori Senay, continued from Aloha Heja He]]

The sun was setting. Slowly, but surely. Because that was what the sun did. She wouldn't say it was the sun's job to set because the sun was merely a big ball of gas that was fusing together, and the very notion of the setting sun is born of an illusion that puts the observer into the center of their world.

...anyway. It was setting, so some time passed. Fiyori came home. Or well, came short before her home. She removed her hair clips once again, her black mane flowing free as a gentle breeze ran through it. The Senay's lived in an apartment. Three rooms to live, a kitchen, a bathroom, a corridor to connect them all and a small balcony (praised by their landlord as 'miniature garden'). There was a fence though. A proper fence made from stone that marked the line between that lot and the streets. The fence was brown and dusty, and for that one evening, decorated with Fiyori.

She sat on the fence, legs dangling in front of her. And before Fiyori was a woman, smoking a cigarette and judging Fiyori with stern eyes.

Fiyori paid the woman no attention, staring to the left, awaiting a certain young man to appear from beyond the horizon. The woman in front of her finished her cigarette, flicked the stub that remained to the side and shook her head.

"You really are a slut."

The woman chuckled, patted Fiyori on her cheek and went on her own way. She wouldn't return until way after midnight. And so, Fiyori suspected, would her husband.

"Seeya, mother."

She didn't look after her, as she went into the opposite direction of where she hoped her prey would come running. She hoped he'd came. She figured him to be tough. To be full of energy, to hang onto her, to follow her to the end of the world. Or only to her home, which was the same.

A minute passed. A second passed. And there he came.
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There he was. She knew he would come. He wanted to. She wanted him. He found her, and he came to her - grinning like a kid awaiting a few good words for answering a tricky question the right way. Truly, so very truly adorable.

She giggled for seconds. Laughed as Aiden slowly halted in front of her. She thought he seemed sweaty. He smelled good, though. Not in the classic sense, but perhaps it was indeed the sweat that worked it's charm on her. She wasn't much different. Meaning, there was quite the strong scent on her too. Strong enough for Aiden to track her, no?

Fiyori jumped from the fence, landing just before Aiden's feet.

"Welcome to the lion's den."

She smirked, got herself closer and embraced Aiden. So small, so cute. His head rested on her chest, and Fiyori's right hand fondled his hair and her left one took a firm hold of Aiden's back. She lowered her head. Burrowed her nose in his hear and took a deep sniff - taking in that oh so penetrating yet irresistible smell of his.
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Aiden was limb. All limb. His every muscle was relaxed, and he was all hers and her alone. Not an ounce of resistance, not a bit of hesitation. No, Aiden embraced his fate without ifs or buts.

And then he asked for room. Not with words, but with a gentle nudge. And Fiyori let him go, gazed into his eyes again and kept one hand on his back. Aiden spoke and she could hear him and she could feel the wind of his breath. He said she was tall. He said she could eat in one go and Fiyori had to chuckle. Of course he wouldn't mind. If he did, he would not be where he was right then.

They continued to look on another, as a new gust traveled between them. Fiyori's hair dancing madly in the wind, and now that the sun was going down, even she could not help but feel a little cold. Not freezing, and perhaps not even cold (not with her body so close to Aiden's), but she realized that soon night would be upon them. And as such, it would be too cold for the both of them.

"Let's head inside, yeah?"

Fiyori lowered her head, gave Aiden's nose a quick kiss and let her hand slid down, resting briefly on his butt before letting him go completely, and moving towards the door.
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She walked slowly towards the door, reaching it in due time as she rested a hand on it's frame. Aiden was close behind her. She could feel him, and she could feel him to the side of her. He seemed taller? Ah, of course, he was standing on the tip of his toes, trying to reach her ear. He asked her for a favor. To eat him after they were done doing the deed, heh? She chuckled, considered to give him a humorous answer - such as a blank 'no' - but instead just licked her lips.

Fiyori reached for the keys in her pocked, and inserted it into the lock quickly without looking at it at all. Of course, she got the right one, and with a loud click the heavy door in front of them opened. They were greeted by a staircase. To the left, there was the basement, to the right, it went up. She didn't really like the stairs. They were pretty thin and at best only one person could use them at the same time. Seriously, it wasn't even possible for two people to go up as the other one went down. One of them had to wait, always.

Of course, she knew as she began climbing the stairs, it would just give Aiden an excellent view as he followed her from behind.
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Was that supposed to be a whistle? Well, he tried. Poor guy probably couldn't do it (neither did Fiyori except once in a blue moon) but she appreciated the gesture. She'd whistle at her own butt as well. At least she thought so. Would be weird, but she had a good butt. Maybe. She wouldn't really know how it looked from his angle.

For his attempts though she did reward him, as she stopped to a halt abruptly and felt his beak poke her in the behind for a brief moment. She chuckled, and moved a few steps further, eventually reaching a door to the side.

The door was placed in the third floor, was made from a simple yet dark wood. A floral wreath and a glued-on wood carving with their family name decorated it. Fiyori went for her keys, again finding the right one without much problem and unlocked the door. She reached for the knob, turned it, and hesitated for a single moment until finally deciding to gently push the door open.

Fiyori took one step forward, then looked back to Aiden.

"Hungry? Thirsty? I can feed you if you want."
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"Alright, alright."

What a shame. She would've liked to show him the world that was her cooking. Few people resisted once they were grasped by her skillful handling of flavors and textures. Still, it was fine. She'd insist on some water though. If not for Aiden, then for herself. He'd get some, too, of course. Couldn't have him die of thirst in the middle of the night.

Fiyori smiled as she saw Aiden striking that pose. She closed in on him, as if reading for another embrace. Yet their bodies touched only lightly. Fiyori wanted to close the door behind Aiden.

The door fell into the frame. A loud bang, sure to annoy the fuck out of her neighbors and she would make sure to given them an even bigger bang. Fiyori grinned, and went in for it.

Her hands reached for his, clasping them behind his head, Aiden's hair entangling in their fingers. He held them tight and steady, as she lowered her head. Gazing into his eyes, she gave his nose a quirky kiss again before going in even deeper. His lips tasted salty. She loved it. She bit it. She parted his lips and went in for the kill.
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Aiden was deeply entrenched. Bound. Sealed. Locked. Jailed. Fiyori could list a few more of those if she tried. She pressed against him, and he pressed back. Oh, he fought and he fought bravely, meeting Fiyori's might with an equal force. Ah, that little dude. He got quite the strength indeed. And Fiyori pressed on. Pressed her tongue against his, pressed her body against his and she relished in every push he made against her.

Slowly, after a bout that seemed to last for minutes she slowly let her tongue rest, carefully removing it from within Aiden. Fiyori opened her eyes, gazed deeply into his, gave his nose a surprisingly affectionate nozzle. Her eyes went up, up his arms to...

Her eyes caught something. Something her hands had not. She let go of Aiden's hands, only a little, and only to take a firm hold of the scar - or rather the arm that spouted it.

"Oh? What happened here?"
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It took her a while. To get what he meant, that was. He said he was into fencing, not that sort of fencing. And something about entering a lone junkyard in the middle of the night. Her mind went places, oh yes. Very naughty places. Two guys alone, bare and naked with their honor on the line alone. Their fleshy swords drawn. The moon shining dimly on the dirt and scrap and junk surrounding the men. A clock strikes midnight, and the men-

Alright, that didn't really make sense and also didn't explain the scar. It dawned on her slowly. Fiyori's hands slipped from his arms, taking a firm hold of his face instead. In her face, exasperation. She'd say it was acting, of course. But with the pun as it was... well... anyway, she took a firm hold of his cheeks, shook her head and muttered slowly.

"Terrible. Just terrible."

She held the gaze for a moment, and then laughed. Exploded into laughter. Not because the pun was fun or anything like that. She just laughed because she felt like laughing in that exact moment.
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Oh, there it was! Feisty! Naughty! A feeble attempt at a last resist, a last and glorious dance before the inevitable.

Aiden grabbed Fiyori's shoulder. He threw in all the might he had and he pinned her tight against the wall. He drew closer, and she could feel him pressing against her body. Good little boy, indeed. He presented her a smile, a mean one, a proud one, and Fiyori hummed something. Hummed to show approval, mostly because she couldn't whistle. Not with him pressing against her everything. Against her legs, and against her chest and against her hips. And yet, he still had to look up to her.

Fiyori tensed up. She welcomed his attack with a defense just as solid as Aiden was - oh yeah, she could feel everything about that. One hand took a firm hold of the back of his neck, another one slid down and slid behind. That is, into his behind. She slipped into his pants, getting a feel for his bare bottom before slowly massaging the place she imagined her never had a massage before.

Her head, on the meanwhile looked down to him, and she lunged and inserted her tongue into his mouth once again. The strain on her neck be damned.

The hand on his head loosened, it reached to the side and after a first and second and third attempt it managed to turn a knob. A wooden door opened, and Fiyori would've smiled.
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That was wild man. He liked it, she did. He tightened his... everything on her and so did she. He grasped for air, Fiyori chuckled but by that point Aiden already got a completely new plan. He pressed her against the wall, and then with elan he pressed her up and the feel of the wall against her butt was exchanged with... obviously, a well-placed hand. Heh, nice.

She let it happen. He tried to hoist her over his shoulder, and she didn't mind it. Of course she didn't mind, unless she'd end up hitting her head on the floor. Guess that was an occupational hazard though. Fiyori giggled, and as Aiden lifted her, she tried to help him as well as she could do.

Fiyori liked the view though. She could feel him straining a bit. Trying to shift his own weight so as to not fall over. Amusing. She wasn't that heavy, but she guessed he was out of air anyway. He started to move, very carefully, very very carefully, towards the door. She could hear him gently opening the rest with a kick of the foot and she leaned in to pull his pants down and gently bite his ass.
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Fiyori opened her eyes. She saw nothing, except a few rays of early sunshine entering her room through a small window to the side of her. She saw her room, all the contours and colors, even if the light itself was dim. She saw all those, not because of the lighting, but because she has been there before. And before. And before, of course, as that was her room. Her habitation. Her place to sleep, and all the items and papers and trinkets that built mountains were her mountains after all. She would recognize them in total darkness, devoid of sound and mind.

Something was different, of course. A new trinket, she thought for a moment then decided it was inappropriate. A mass of flesh. Well, a tiny mess of flesh, laying peacefully beside her. Fiyori stared at it. Felt it. Felt her arm resting on it's chest and it's arms resting on her head. She could feel the heartbeat. She wondered, for a moment only, and came to remember.

Fiyori saw red marks and scratches, and she saw a hint of a smile on Aiden's face. Fiyori could not but smile as well, reaching out to touch his face. Her hand was stuck in places. She was careful not to wake him, as she gently traced her hand from his pelvis, up to his chest and to his cheeks. She watched him, wondered something once again and heard a noise. Not Aiden, but the door of her room, a tall woman - her mother, entering. Fiyori moved not, stroking her guest's face, only following Birikti with her trailing eyes.

Her mother brought a tablet. Two cups, the smell of black coffee emitting from it, and to the side two spoons, as well as a small fashionable cup of sugar and an equally fashionable cup of milk. Birikti placed the drink on the nightstand. She gave the boy to her side a quick look, noticed the stare of her daughter and locked onto it for a few moments. Eventually, she turned around and left, shaking her head.

A minute passed.

Fiyori reached for his nose, and pinched it.
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Mmmmmmm.

That was her answer. A long-drawn heartfelt 'm'. She did so, because she wasn't sure what she should answer. The truth would've been "not really", because even if Fiyori was the kind of lady to gladly share a bed to fuck someone, she still felt bothered by all the people occupying all of that precious bed space. Aiden was no exception. So, as she wasn't intending to... signal anything that could be understood falsely, she settled on a long-drawn 'm' and hoped that was suffice.

"Still... you're talking too much."

She slid down her hand again, covering his mouth. Which, she guessed, was also a great way to steer the conversation.

"Coffee?"
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Fiyori gazed, if not lovingly, into his eyes for a few moments more, hand resting on his lips. She was expecting him to bite them, or at least lick them, but that wasn't the case. She smiled, removed herself off him, turned her body to the other side and with much grace and elegance fell out of the bed.

Obviously just as planned. Fiyori lifted herself up, drenched with dried-up sweat and all other kinds of liquids but bare naked otherwise. The room felt stuffy. Which was a given, she supposed. It smelled of sweat, and sex, too much carbon dioxide and a hint of coffee. Fiyori took a few steps, reaching for her window. The curtains pulled aside, she opened it just a tiny bit.

Then, she decided that wasn't enough, closed the window, and opened it again, this time completely. A fresh air of Arizona's morning breeze greeted her, but her mind was set on more important matters.

She turned around again, walking slowly, careful not to step into any of their clothes (some of which seriously needed washing before they could be presented to the public again).

"How do you like it? Your coffee, I mean?"

Fiyori asked, while she added a shot of milk to her own and seven spoons of sugar.
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Oh dear. Fiyori looked up from her coffee, focusing on Aiden. She was sure to portray her disappointment realistically.

"Just like your woman, right?"

Ah, she couldn't help it. A single smile appeared on her lips. As if the joke became funny just because she said it. Or, well, finished it.

Anyway, as the sixth and seventh spoon of sugar drowned in her cup, the sheer mass of the sweetener threatening to overflow the container, she carefully took hold of both cups, one in her left and one in her right. It was still so hot. Hers, not that much, but that was a given.

Fiyori sat down on the edge of the bed, leaning to the side and giving Aiden his cup.
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Fiyori raised the cup. Careful not to spill anything, as the cup was filled to the brim. She lowered her head, just slightly. Just a little bit, and her lips locked on to the edge of the cup. Her eyes were focused on nothing in particular, and her nose took in the scent. She took a sip. She took another. A bit of coffee fell to the side, on to her and on to her sheets. Her eyes mustered the light brown spot for a moment. Then she put the cup of coffee down on her lap. It was still warm. Warm enough for her hands. Warm enough for her legs.

Aiden was looking at her. He wasn't looking at her eyes, at first, but when he did, she watched him back.

"Then, what now?"

She wondered if she appeared tired. Probably. But her mind was... tired too! But that was why they invented coffee.
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