"Sparring" (Fion) [MATURE]

[Kate]

He had called her, right away as promised. She felt weird, telling him where she lived. Odd actually, not sure how to put it. But Adrian still hadn't shown, and Kate had no idea where he was. But it wasn't the first time a male had run off like that. She could write a big long list of all the men... AND she had told Adrian she hated that. He knew that. And he had still run off. Maybe he had run off with another woman or something. That put a scowl on those full lips.

She was supposed to train with Cutie, and he would be here soon. So she was dressed for a fight. Tight black spandex shorts, white tank top. Her scars, her tattoos, they all showed. Well, almost all of them. Some were cut off and all. The blonde was stretching in her livingroom, waiting on him.

Fion would have been given instructions to come to the penthouse suite of this building. And when he rang the doorbell, One Eye ( a very large man with only one eye, as the other was scarred shut) would escort him to where Kate was waiting.

[Serafion Awren]

Serafion had called her, and just as promised, it was sooner rather than later. He had hung his phone up and made his way to her place after getting instructions from her. He was wearing his jacket, but underneath was a tight short sleeve black t-shirt that was very form fitting, and black jeans with a leather belt. He made his way to her place, he took quite a long walk to do so, but it was well worth it. He got to her floor and rang her door bell, a man with one eye, and a nasty scar over where the other one should have been escorted Serafion to Kate's living room.

Serafion bowed, "Good Afternoon, Kate," he said, taking his jacket off and setting it down on a nearby chair arm. He had taken his shoes off when he had entered, and would know just be in socks, pants, and the black t-shirt. He stretched out his arms a bit, before walking up closer to her, "We find our missing boy yet?"

He was grinning slightly. Part of him hoped it was a no, mostly because he knew that would be one step closer for him. It wouldn't be long before she wised up and realized that this boy wasn't worth all the trouble. She shouldn't be doing all the chasing, no matter how charming this boy happened to be. She was the type of girl somebody had to work for...

Serafion noticed her scars on her body, but ignored them. She had mentioned not being able trust others and something about some rough times. Perhaps the scars were proof that she had needed to get strong.

[Kate]

Ah, of course he was asking about Adrian. The blonde knew what he was getting after of course. Adrian... hadn't shown. At least, not yet. There was still hope in Kate, however small and dying it was. After all, she had hoped after Hiroko. Hoped after Vale. Hoped, and hoped, and hoped.

And hoping had done her no good.

"No. Nothing from him..."

She trailed off, leaving the "yet" hanging in the air. A deep breath, and she smiled at him. He was tall... Kate had yet to meet a male that was much shorter than herself. Most were her height or towering above her. Even that skinny kid on her cheer leading team.

"I'd crack a joke, asking what they feed you since you're so damn it all tall, but it seems like all the guys around here are towering compared to us females."

Kate was taller than most girls on campus. Hell, she even dwarfed some. It was just in her blood after all.

[Serafion Awren]

"I'd crack a joke, asking what they feed you since you're so damn it all tall, but it seems like all the guys around here are towering compared to us females."

"You would not believe how much more I eat now that I am in America," He said, thinking about all the good tasting food he had while he was here. Back in Russia they had plenty of the same foods, just not as easy or cheap. It was easy to have Mexican food one day, Chinese take out the next, and a really good hot dog, cooked well with all the add-ons, and you didn't even have to hardly break stride on the sidewalk to get it. The food here was amazing, some of the best he has ever had.

"So, we spar, yes?" He said, his gaze fixed on her green eyes. A part of him wanting to remember the taste of her kiss, wanted to feel the touch of her soft skin. He wondered if she had been feeling the same towards him. He would approach her, getting well within comfort zone territory, almost invading her personal bubble if she had one. As strange as it seemed, he liked this custom that she had with him. Back at school when she entered his personal space, it seemed... affectionate.

"Perhaps working off sweat take your mind off of this boy," He said. Part of him wanted to add, and put me on it instead. Although it was something he probably wouldn't need to say to have happen.

[Kate]

Well, take her mind off of which boy? That was the real question. Because Kate was rather distracted by the one in front of her, as well as the one who had been troubling her all along. She licked her lips slowly before smiling rather sweetly. His accent was so damned cute. There was a slight twinkle in those emerald eyes, and she arched an eyebrow.

"Of course. That's what you're here for after all."

Her hands were up, ready for a fight. Her slender fingers twitched, egging him to come at her. She was more of a response fighter than a charger. Kate was strong, but her body wasn't built for full on attacks. And to be frank? She always seemed to get in the most sorts of trouble when she all out charged. And thus she didn't, a lesson learned from life.

"Ready when you are Cutie."

And yes she was still calling him by that nick name. Still rolling with it. The pale girl waited for him to do something, to attack so she could react to it.

[Serafion Awren]

"Always ready for you," He said and grinned, his teeth showing. His red eyes focused on her body as he didn't give a damn about her fighting stance. He backed away slightly to put more distance between them before charging. He would stop just short of a tackle, his right fist raising into the air as he would swing it down like a hammer, not to slam the bottom of the fist, but so that when it was full brought down the front of his fist would hit her left shoulder much like a normal punch. This was a different style of punch that used the mechanics of a hammer in it's delivery, a Russian martial arts that he trained briefly with.

Whether or not the hit connected he would pull it back in the same manner he brought it up and then once again, as always with Kate, a headbutt had to be attempted. He wanted to get that damn headbutt for some reason, so his head would cock back slightly and then shoot forward, his forehead aiming for the bridge of her nose.

[Kate]

Always ready for her? That almost brought a chuckle to her lips, almost. After all, they were in a way "fighting". She would be treating this like a real fight after all. So she of course reacted as she normally would. So when his hammer of a fist came down, she was ready. Kate was faster, stronger, tougher... and smarter. Sorry Russian boy, blondie was one up. Her left arm swung up as his came down and her arm wrapped around his forearm after it hit. No retracting that boyo.

Her weight shifted and she leaned on her right leg, putting it all there. Her left leg came up in the form of a knee and she aimed it to slam into his rib cage. It was like Kate had a thing for busting ribs, enjoyed the sound of them cracking and breaking and all that jazz. Maybe she really did like to inflict pain or something.

The blonde would place her foot back on the ground and pull him closer. She still had a grip on his arm, and wasn't going to be letting go. If the knee earlier hadn't knocked him off balance for the headbutt, she'd meet his with one of her own. Guess who had the thicker skull?

[Serafion Awren]

A knee to the ribs was definitely something Serafion hadn't enjoyed feeling. Especially considering the power put behind it, he felt something... it wasn't a crack but he knew it couldn't be good to get hit like that again. His teeth clenched but he followed with his plan only to have skull meet skull, and skull won. Not Serafion's skull sadly, but the pretty one's skull. His head had a cut from the impact somehow, somewhere in his hair as he felt a warm sting, and he could feel blood coming from his head. He was disoriented and his vision was having issues as his right eye was shut all the way, his left one slightly open. She had a hold of his right arm, but he still had his left.

A smart man would have used weight to his advantage and jumped up, wrapped his legs around the girls waist and pulled back to roll them in a wheel like motion till he was sitting on her chest. Serafion? Was not a smart man, he might as well have yelled 'Serafion Smash!' before he did this next attack.

His left hand would pull back in an open fist and slam towards the center of her chest. Hopefully she would be a little disoriented from the head bump as well, possibly slightly off balance. He wanted to knock her back and onto her ass (totally forgetting the hold she had on her arm which had infinite possibilities to turn this attempt against him). Eh, he's a good man, a nice man, a strong man.... not the brightest man.

[Kate]

He was bleeding. Kate would have to patch him up and kiss all his boo boos better after-- wait. She still had a boyfriend. FUCK. Fuck Adrian. FUCK. The inner fight was starting. She blamed it all her boyfriend. Wasn't she supposed to be forgetting about him and concentrating on this fight? Right?

So Fion's first hit connected. He was strong, and she liked that in a guy. Good strong arms to hold her at nig-- fuck Adrian. Fuck him hard. She dropped, still holding on to his arm and dragging him with her. However, her feet would launch up to connect with his stomach and push upward. With her arm pulling on his, it should launch him over her head and smack him into the ground behind her.

From there, she'd keep a hold of his arm and try to straddle his back while pulling his arm along for the ride. At least that was if he landed on his back. If not, then she'd straddle his waist and throw a punch toward his face with her free hand.

[Serafion Awren]

Smacked into the ground Serafion found himself being straddled along the waist as she punched his face. She felt good there and Serafion's body reacted once again. Was it embarrassing? No, no it wasn't. Why is that exactly? Because he wasn't exactly shy about his body. So this was just something she'd have to deal with, another punch she'd have to roll with. He pulled on the arm she was holding onto, his left free arm would reach out and pull on her too, attempting to bring her face right up close to his so that they'd be eye to eye and lips dangerously close.

"Are you absolutely certain you do not want this?" Serafion would ask, his left hand would travel down her back towards her rear end, trailing her skin lightly with his fingers as he did so. He would grin. Was he being stupid and leaving openings in a fight? Yes, but he did so knowing that intentions were not just exclusive to fighting but rather even more of a physical nature in certain aspects.

"I could make you feel good, yes?"

[Kate]

HO SHIT would probably be the right term at the moment. FUCKITY FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK. He was fighting dirty, in his own way. And something was stirring down town, if you know what I mean. Kate blushed slightly, looking down at him. This wasn't a situation he wanted to be in, but she wasn't exactly pulling away or anything. Rather remaining in the situation because.... because... aw fuck.

Kate listened to what he said and her body shivered. He could make her feel good? Fuck. She had no doubt about that one. In fact, she had to wonder just how good he could make her feel. That accent was a fucking turn on!

"I know you could Cutie. I know you could."

The blonde didn't really answer his first question because she didn't know the answer herself. She didn't know what she wanted at this moment. If she wanted Adrian to come back, or if she just wanted to leave him and be with someone else. Someone like Fion. She wasn't moving though, not even to hit him.

[Serafion Awren]

(OOC: Put mature tag on just in case, precautionary thing.)

"I know you could Cutie. I know you could."

Serafion didn't think much of this, she hadn't done anything, she didn't move or react or hit him away like normal. So Serafion took this as a sign, a sign that she was on the brink of deciding, on the fence. He would make the decision for her, so that she wouldn't be burdened with the thought of whether or not to make the choice, he would choose for her. He would choose himself, obviously given how much he wanted her.

"Could?" He asked, he would pull her to the left, rolling them so that he was over her, his hand that was at her lower back would come up to one of her legs that was at her side, pulling it around his waist as he would lean forward so that he was right in front of her, his eyes staring into hers. He wanted to clear her mind of everything, after all nobody had to know about this. "Will."

And after saying that he would press his lips against hers, a hand gripping her thigh, the other one at her shoulder, holding her down. Either way he wasn't getting any less excited, and his weight was baring down against her. Some part of him knew she wanted it, and in this world if you wanted something, you took it where and how you wanted. She obviously wanted him, and current situation suggested he wanted the same thing. So as far as he was concerned, this was what needed to happen.

[Kate]

They were supposed to be fighting. Not this... Granted, Fion only said two things this entire time but it was his actions that spoke such volumes. Loud and clear what he wanted, and that he was more than willing to take it. Kate was rolled over, Fion pressing on her from above now. Her silvery blonde hair was pooling behind her head and those emerald green eyes stared up at him. It was like she was helpless to all of this.

His hand on her thigh, he was sure to assert himself as the male in this current situation. And wasn't that what she loved? She loved it when the man took control, despite everything else. Not to the point of rape, but when both parties were willing and eager. There wasn't anything wrong with a man being a man. In fact it was sexy.

His lips touched hers and her body responded. She kissed him back, emerald eyes fluttering shut. The pale girl arched her back, pressing into him. Letting herself go for a few seconds. One hand in his hair, the other on his back. Her defenses were down, and she was slowly loosing it.

[Serafion Awren]

She returned the kiss, a hand moving through his hair and another one on his back. She pressed against him which made him want her even more. He was very intent on doing this, and the hand on her thigh made it's way up, sneaking under her white tank top and traveled up to grab against her. He broke away from her lips finally and his head moved down to her neck, kissing against it a bit, even grazing his teeth against her skin he would make his way down slowly to her belly button at which point he would look up at her.

Both hands would have pulled down to where he now was grabbing the outer edges of her spandex shorts. He would look up and give a moments hesitation, to see her reaction. Perhaps this wasn't the brightest idea to pause, but the fact was that he wanted to know her reaction, he was somewhat curious as to if the girl was completely lost in the moment.

[Kate]

Kate had been caught up in the moment. Her body was in full control and it was taking it's course with what Fion was doing to her. She was enjoying it too. Hot breath, teeth, a man's rough hands... everything her body was screaming for. Emerald eyes half open, flickering as Fion went about his business. One hand was still in his hair when he paused, and looked up at her. She looked down at him... and it was like everything clicked in her mind as to what the hell was going on. Emerald eyes went wide, and it completely showed on her face that she just realized it too.

If he hadn't paused? Well, they might have been doing something completely else.

HOWEVER, Kate was now getting ready to kick his ass. And kick it well. One leg jerked up, aiming to knee him in the ribs. She sat up, her hand tightened in his hair as she aimed to push him around and straddle him again. This time aiming to smack him around a bit more than just once. Her face was bright red though. This wasn't such a good situation...