Not your Typical Stray (( Risi and I))

[Risi]

Kadina moved towards the smell as she exited her new bathroom. Her skin still had a slight sheen of water, her clothes clung to her slightly as she walked to the kitchen. She was unsure of what exactly was on the plate that was in front of Simon though. His T-shirt intrigued her though, the musculature of his body showing through. A small blush ran across her face as she stared at him for a moment. "Hi," she said softly and averted her eyes slightly.

"So what is that?" she asked, nodding to the food on the plates. Her fingers lingered slightly on the back of her chair, her body's way of finding some connection. Her lips were parted slightly as she looked at the plates, her stomach grumbled slightly and she moved to hold her stomach. "Sorry," she said softly as she moved to looked back to him.

 

[Dampylle]

Simon flashed another of those dashing knee melting smiles of his at her innocent question. He was starting to relax but of course had no idea just how charged she still was or how much she was enjoying the show he had unwittingly put on for her. He took a bite from his own plate before he answered her, "It is a variation on what human's call Chili Cheese Fries... basically fried potatoes, a spicy strew of beans tomato paste and beef, and some cheese melted on top. Quick, easy, and fairly tasty... at least in my opinion."

He had not actually looked up from the table but when he did he was suddenly glad for the table itself. The way her clothes clung to her lush and sensual figure was hard to ignore normally... the way it was clinging to her now with her skin damp was positively sinful. The way the light added that subtle sheen to her skin just added to that and he could feel his own impressive endowment swelling a bit as he swallowed then tore his eyes away forcing himself to look at his plate and take another bite. He had to hope she had not noticed the clearly appreciative glance or the flushing of his cheeks. He was trying to be a gentleman and did not want to see like some pervert. Finally he spoke once more, "The second plate is for you in case you are hungry.... if not I will store it for later."

 

[Risi]

Her lip was tugged upon by her teeth slightly as she sat, "Thank you, for fixing me food. I appreciate it." Her fingers touched upon the silverware slightly before she picked it up and put it into the food and scooped a small hot morsel into her mouth. Her mouth was delighted with the potatoes, her stomach was the same soon after. She peeped up though, "Shouldn't I be making you food? Not that this is bad, because I'm sure I couldn't do this well. But..." she didn't have anything to say after that, but she knew what was implied; she was his slave really. "What did you say this stuff was on the top, again?" she pointed at the cheese, "Its delicious."

Her eyes lingered on the plate, but they would look back up at him every once in awhile. He was delicious really, and it was all she could do to keep herself in check. She didn't exactly want to have sex with him, she wasn't at that place morally, but to be held and caressed by him would do her body very well. It would be heavenly, actually. She figured though, that he wasn't interested in her purple skin or big doe eyes, he was just trying to figure out what to do with her now. Her lips pursed, but only for a moment as she slipped a full bite into her mouth again. "This is really good..."

 

[Dampylle]

She was rather mistaken truth be told. Simon had no issue with the subtle differences that marked her as fey and that may have had something to do with why he was having such trouble in trying to resist her allure. He was still unaware how much she wanted to be held and caressed let alone the fact that she apparently found him rather attractive. If he had known he would have realized that in the long term them loosing control at some point was likely inevitable. But like her he was faced with a moral situation he was not yet sure of. He was a human and they had long ago done away with slaves in America. But among the sidhe it was not uncommon to be indentured and bound to a master or mistress for years, decades, or even centuries. It was common practice for both debts and deals among them in fact.

He shrugged at her question before he spoke once more, "Sorry force of habit... not used to having a scantily clad, busty beauty around who can take care of cooking or tidying up." It was not until after he said it that Simon realized he was being rather flirty. He was still tired and so was speaking without thinking... though he could not deny now that he had admitted he rather liked the look of his new 'guest' and only hoped it would not cause problems. He took another bite trying to gather himself before speaking again, "I am glad you like it..."