Ready for A Slow Dance w/ A Stranger(Kate)

[Adrian]

She pulled back from him, to look up at him while she spoke. Adrian's eyes met hers as she began to explain it to him. When the girl would speak about what the symbol means to her, Adrian did his best to stifle a knowing grin. To someone who had no idea what was going on, the explanation would be strange, and vague, at best. But to Adrian, who understood the symbol, even so much as to have it sewn into his fighting gloves as he did, it meant volumes.

"Hey, I thought the rose was badass. One of the most beautiful flowers that exists, but its thorns make it just as dangerous as it is enticing. I couldn't think of a better image for you."

And with that, Adrian would shrug. "As far as the other one, well, it still looks fresh. I might not have any, but I can tell a new tattoo when I see one, love. Either way, it's a good symbol. I can see the strength it carries, if that makes sense."

Why was Adrian withholding his affiliation with the symbol as well? In truth, he really didn't know. Perhaps he wanted to surprise her when they got to the party, and he met up with Mathew. Regardless, he made no mention of it yet, because he knew it would come up very soon.

"It does look badass. Maybe I should get one too."

[Kate]

She laughed, he was thinking about getting one as well? She wouldn't suggest anyone who wasn't a Reaper getting one. For certain, obvious reasons. However, she would just out and out say that.

"I'm not sure if tramp stamps look good on men Adrian."

She chuckled under her breath, mostly at the thought of that image. One eyebrow rose and she grinned up at him, before stepping back and out of the circle of his arms. She wasn't going to make this night easy in the least bit.

Kate walked past him, and back to the bedroom. From there she picked up all the trunks he hadn't picked and placed them on the top of the dresser. And then she walked out onto the balcony. The sun was shining, and it was wonderful.

Kate pulled at the edge of her dress, and tugged the entire thing off her person. Back into that bathing suit, in the sun, on the large balcony. The blonde sat down in a chair, enjoying the warmth. Once again, she had expected Adrian to follow. Why? Because he was suppose to be the good little slave boy after all.

[Adrian]

"Oh please, you know I'd make it look good."

It was an empty comeback, really, just there because Adrian hated not having the last word. She broke from his grip, which, even though it was an innocent enough motion to keep things moving along, still took a bit of the boy with her. My, how things could change. You come to school looking for nothing other than to get out from under the pathetic masses that hold you down, and maybe meet a few women along the way, and end up meeting one that completely throws you for a loop.

As Kate went to the balcony, Adrian stood still for a moment, looking at himself in the bathroom mirror, smiling like a goofball. He'd soon shake his head and adopt his more usual smirk.

By the time he reached the balcony, Kate had already flung off the sundress and was reclining in a chair. Adrian looked to her nearby dresser, noticing a pair of silver-rimmed sunglasses, and plucked them from their perch. He stepped outside, offering the glasses to her without a word, holding them out for her to receive them. After she took them or refused them, depending on her needs at the moment, Adrian would reach into his shirt's pocket and remove a pair of Armani aviators, black shades with silver trim, and slid them over his eyes.

"May I take a seat, mistress?"

[Kate]

Suddenly there was a pair of sunglasses floating into her view. Kate looked up at Adrian, smiling so sweetly it could break your heart. One hand rose and she plucked them from from his grasp and settled them on her face.

"Must not be your first time waiting on someone hand and foot. Didn't know the Hanlons made a practice of that."

She was teasing him again, but nodded to his request. Adrian could sit where he pleased. She kept on smiling at him, sweet as sugar. The blonde didn't know what to say or what to do really. They had hours to kill, and just short of hopping in bed with each other there wasn't too many fun things to do. And yet she was excited just being by him. Why was he doing this to her???

"Do you have any ideas on what we could do darling? I'm going to get rather bored if we don't find something to do."

[Adrian]

"The original Hanlons made a practice of working for their money. My parents may have forgotten that, but I haven't."

She acquiesced to his request, and he took a seat in a nearby chair, scooting it over as he did so to bring it closer to the girl who owned the suite they were sitting in. She asked of him what they could do in the time being, and Adrian considered it. While he seemed like he could be perfectly alright with just sitting here staring out at the San Fran skyline with her, he was asked a question, and thus he felt he should give an answer.

"Well," he began, looking over at her and lowering his shades. "We both seem to be in our bathing suits ready for some kind of wet action..."

You know what, this time, he didn't even mean the innuendo, it just slipped out on its own. He paused, smirking, and continued before she could fully react. "So I thought, well, if there's a hot tub anywhere nearby...?"

He let the thought hang out in the open as his eyebrow rose, regarding the girl for her reaction. He didn't know if she had one in her suite, or if there was one that the actual building had for its residents, but, well, this was San Francisco, in the rich district. You couldn't throw a rock without hitting a hot tub somewhere.

[Kate]

The girl grinned at him as he scooted closer with his chair. Close enough to reach out and touch that warm skin... But of course Kate held back. Where would be the point in that? The blonde lifted an eyebrow at him as he spoke about a hot tub. She in fact, did have one in her apartment.

"Of course there is, on the other side of the apartment."

She had the penthouse suite. The only one in the large building. It was like a large house, covering the entire floor. Kate liked to live in lavish sorts of places. This wasn't her biggest house, but it was a really nice place.

"Hot tub it is love. Get up, you're going to carry me."

More teasing really. Those emerald eyes sparkling. He really was going to wait on her hand and foot until this was up. Giving in to her every demand, starting with carrying her to the hot tub. She sat there, almost sparkling... waiting for him to pluck her from the chair.

[Adrian]

Adrian shook his head and laughed at the thought of him carrying her to the tub. However, he was bound to do so, at least for the rest of the night, and as such, he had no choice but to comply.

Another laugh broke from his lips, just at the silliness of the whole thing. He stood from the chair, leaning down and scooping up the girl's legs with his left and under her arms with his right. Using his fairly impressive strength, he lifted her easily from the chair, his eyes meeting hers as he tilted his head and smiled down at her.

He carried her across the suite, where the hot tub was located. He mused to himself at the scarcity of the bodyguards as he traversed the loft. It appeared they were very skilled at remaning unseen when they needed to be, but it still put Adrian ill at ease.

"Say," he would say as he carried you. "Are your guys just, like... watching our every move from a security room somewhere?" He'd ask, only half-joking. When she would answer, they'd be at the hot tub. "Prepare yourself," he'd say as he lowered her into the hot, bubbling water. Before he would jump in himself, however, he paused, looking at this shirt.

"Mistress, I humbly request permission to run back to your closet to put my shirt away, since I'd rather not get it wet if I can avoid it."

[Kate]

She felt her body being lifted, and smirked straight up at him. It was such an interesting thing, ordering a Hanlon around. The blonde leaned her head on his chest again. Soon enough she was being lowered into the hot tub. But then he had to go and ask to run away? No, that was not allowed in the least bit. Her fingers flicked, and pointed to a nearby rack. It held towels, and had some free space.

"You can put your shirt there darling. And the boys keep watch on the entrances... windows, doors and the like. There are cameras in certain spots, wander and roam, and come if I call. But since I'm not exactly a normal damsel in distress... well, I think it works just fine."

She settled in the water, enjoying the heat. Those full lips twisted into a smirk at him, filled with wickedness. All sorts of bad thoughts running through that mind of hers.

[Adrian]

Adrian nodded at her suggestion, slipping the shirt from his body and revealing the rest of his rather immaculately-sculpted upper body. He draped the shirt over the towel rack, and hopped into the hot tub across from the girl while she explained the situation between her and her bodyguards.

"I'll attest to THAT," he said in reference to her not being a damsel in distress, rubbing his neck that had since mostly healed over, only a slight discoloration remained. "I suppose it's nice to have some extra protection, though, either way. Croaker certainly seems like a nice guy."

Adrian laughed, and settled back, his hands stretching out across the circular edge of the tub where he sat. His eyes met with Kate's, and he rose his eyebrows seductively at her, shooting her a wink and a grin. "See, this is more like it. Relaxing, and living life in luxury. Everyone else just doesn't know what they're missing."

[Kate]

Kate looked at him, just honestly looked straight at him. From a completely physical point of view. He was taller than her, and handsome. Strong looking fella, muscles, blue eyes, blonde hair, perfect smile. Everything about him would draw women to him in droves. And then there was his personality. That flirty, sexual, teasing, fun personality of his that Kate was loving. She sat where she was, curled up a bit, and flexed her toes . Her arms were wrapped around her legs, knees poking out of the water.

"Croaker is a nice guy... even if no one but me really knows him. There are eight of those guys; Croaker, One Eye, Swan, Murgen, Case, Captain, Howler, and Limper. Each one is pretty different."

She grinned at him, emerald eyes dancing.

"Croaker is a bad poker player, but is like second in command to everyone but Captain. And he likes steak a bit too much. He's got some gothic looking girlfriend."

Just small talk, but those emerald eyes never left his body. If he felt like a piece of meat, well then he would pretty much be on the mark. Kate was wondering what exactly that body could do...

[Adrian]

Adrian couldn't help but grin as Kate went on about her bodyguards. She knew them all by name, and even went on to explain a little more about Croaker's personal life. He shook his head, mostly out of disbelief. So the girl really did treat her bodyguards decently. For some reason, this made Adrian happy. Kate might give off a total tough-girl attitude most of the time, but deep down she must really care for those that look out for her.

"He sounds like a real stand-up guy," Adrian said, sinking deeper into the water for a bit. He could feel her eyes constantly on him, soaking in his body like an ocular sponge, and no, he wasn't the least bit embarrassed or put off by this. He simply dipped himself into the water to make it harder for her to get a good look at him, just to keep teasing her.

"I noticed you keep staring. Like what you see, Ms. McHallin?" A rhetorical question. He knew the answer to that question. Adrian may be a little, okay, a lot full of himself, but he felt it was warranted. He had all he ever wanted in life, and there was no reason not to flaunt it if you had it.

[Kate]

She chuckled, not looking away for one moment even as he dipped further into the water. Kate stretched her legs and placed her feet pretty much in his lap. She was smiling wickedly at him, so smugly. And rubbing her feet on his legs slowly. If he had a problem with feet? Oh damn well.

"Of course I like what I see. What girl wouldn't like your body Adrian? You've worked on it hard."

She smiled at him and flipped her hair over her shoulder, and over the edge of the hot tub, so it wouldn't get wet. The pale woman's skin was starting to get a bit of a red tinge from the water, but that was because she was so pale. Those emerald eyes were dancing.

"Don't you like what you see?"

She waved a hand at her own body. The woman was so evil, so coy. Like slowly drawing him in bit by bit, wondering when tonight he would break.

[Adrian]

Kate stretched her legs out into Adrian's lap, which brought another grin to his lips. He was all grins and smirks with this girl, it seemed. He couldn't help himself, though, he was a tease and a flirt, and she can and would match him word for word, look for look, and sly smirk to sly smirk. It seemed that was just how the two students operated: As if their time together was akin to some game.

Adrian wasn't sure what it meant to win, and what it meant to lose; however, and he was even less sure that, in the end, it mattered. But hey, he was having fun.

He shrugged as she asked what girl wouldn't like his body, complimenting the time he spent making it what it was. While he'd be lying if he said he did most of the work just for the viewing pleasure of the female population, it was definitely a pleasurable side-effect of his focus upon his boxing training.

When she asked if he liked what he saw, Adrian just shook his head, in disbelief of her. His eyebrows rose and he laughed. "Hmm... that's a good question."

Adrian would pause, as if he thought it make her think that maybe he didn't. He was just as sure she wouldn't be fooled as he was sure that he definitely had no second thoughts about whether or not he enjoyed the look of the girl soaking across from him.

"And all good questions deserve a good answer, so, yes, yes I definitely do, love," Adrian laughed, and rested his hands underwater, over her feet, rubbing them in a mini-massage idly while they looked at each other.

[Kate]

She pretended to be a little bit shocked by his first reaction, her full lips twisting into a small, fake look of horror. The blonde was enjoying every moment of this. However, as he rubbed her feet and answered the right way... she almost purred. She didn't even have to tell him to rub her feet, he just did it. What a nice guy!

"You could come closer Adrian, enjoy the view a bit more."

One hand rose and crooked a finger at him, asking him to join her on her side of the hot tub. Why? She wanted her hands on him again, and her lips on his and... well... yeah... it was hard to resist when he was just barely out of fingertip reach. And her slave for the day? Kate would take advantage of it to the fullest... just short of sex. Because Kate had really made up her mind on that.

She was going to hold out on Adrian as long as she damn well could. Even if you could cut the sexual tension between them with a butter knife.

[Adrian]

"Oh could I?" Adrian remarked just as coyly, tilting his head to the right and raising his eyebrows. His hands still worked their magic over her feet under the water, and he waited a few moments in silence, continuing the foot-rub, before finally posing forth the question to her with a rather sultry tone to his voice.

"Is that a command, my mistress...?" He chuckled at her, his grin wideninng to a toothy smile, grinning from ear to ear as he continued to rub her feet. Even if it wasn't, Adrian could barely resist the idea. Everytime he looked at the girl, he found himself wanting to jump into her arms, if not for one reason, than the other. The affection between the two seemed to jump from purely sexual to flashes of actual care and attraction, right back to wild and sensual, all in the span of only minutes.

Most people would find it tiring. Adrian, however, was more than up to the challenge.