Scene setting: Elissa’s Apartment.
co-written with VunG.
VunG: Elissa very promptly scoffed at the kiwi comment, resisting the urge to make a comment along the lines of ‘hopefully the branch isn’t a baby carrot,’ mostly succeeding just because she didn’t know the sign language for ‘carrot.’ That said, his weird way of offering a frontal view got her to raise her eyebrows with surprise, though she was quick enough on the trigger to fire back with a toothy grin, ~I bet I’d ask for a refund.~ Nothing quite like some playful insults between friends. What was that that one of the boys on the old squad had said? ‘You know when you have a true friend when you can say things that would get you arrested if said in public.’
She also continued eating her apple as she looked over at him, just waiting for his witty retort. Truth be told, there a lot of different traits she could appreciate in a man, from sensitivity to confidence to intelligence. She wasn’t about to declare Tommy a paragon of that first, but the other two he very clearly had down pat, and damn if that wasn’t something that got her a little hot under the collar. It had been a while since she lost her husband, and while she did miss him, she’d long ago realized that he wouldn’t want her to mope about him too much; so she latched onto that philosophy as best she could manage. Why be afraid of joy because of something you couldn’t change? Sure those old feelings would return, but she would rather avoid them than cling to them.
As Tommy moved closer, she looked up at him expectantly, wondering exactly where he was going with it. The exact situation of his relationship with the other woman got a raised eyebrow out of him, but she chose to take his word for it that he was free as a bird. And then he took his pot shot. There was a very brief moment where she looked genuinely surprised by his compliment, clear as day. Still, she was quick to react, and she came up with an interesting way to toy with him a bit. Turning towards him and making sure that there was some open space behind him, she leaned up on her tip-toes, putting both hands on his chest, looking like she was offering a kiss. However, before he could move to put his hands behind her, she pushed him away somewhat firmly, though all the while grinning wickedly, grabbing her apple from the counter and signing challengingly, ~You’re not man enough to keep up.~ Her blue eyes were sparking fiercely, challenging him to try as she took a bite of her apple, cocking her hips and putting her free hand on it.
Razorbackwriter: Now there is a thing called playing hard to get, but there is also that moment when a challenge is issued. Acting all coy and then giving Tommy a good shove back followed by a wicked signing that he wasn’t man enough to keep up with her, was like throwing down the gauntlet. “Aha!” Tommy let out a loud laugh as though he found her comment to be totally laughable. Tommy Xo? Not man enough. Was she daring to question his ability to please a woman? Oh those baby blue eyes of her were practically dazzling as she took another bite from her apple and gave a little hip wiggle. Her hand resting on her hip as though she was daring him.
Tommy started to slowly unbutton his shirt, and there would be no signing from him as he exposed his chest. He then pulled it roughly from where it was tucked into his pants and ripped it off – showing off his upper torso. Tommy started to make his pecs dance as he did a little shuffle, giving Elissa a little floor show in the kitchen.
“I got the moves, El.”
It was like something out of a Channing Tatum movie for her eyes only. Either she was going to choke on her apple, or die laughing. Either way, this morning was getting pretty interesting. Tommy grabbed his tie and then draped it around Elissa’s neck and winked to see how she would react. He then spun around and twerked….Yes…he twerked.
VunG: Elissa remained calmly watching as Tommy went about slowly stripping out of his shirt, wondering what in the world he had in mind. She knew darn well that she’d pretty well thrown down the gauntlet and she figured that unless he was the weakest person ever she’d probably have to put up with him attempting to put the moves on her for the next little while. And she was perfectly fine with that. However, what she hadn’t been expecting was for him to go full-on Chip’n’Dale’s on her right there in her kitchen. Initially she was just stunned, her eyes watching as his muscles rippled and just trying to comprehend what she was watching… and once he spoke she was immediately rolling, soft coughs escaping her as she leaned over, tears of laughter streaming down her face.
At that point, all was thrown to the wind, goodbye rules, goodbye outside world, hello surreally sexy morning. As he wrapped his tie around her, she promptly winked back with an eager grin, wanting to know where he was going with this. But then he… oh jeeze. He twerked. Well, there were two reactions she could have to that, but only one of which would have actually been worth the effort. If you can’t beat ’em…
Immediately she joined him, rubbing her front up against him, ignoring the fact that she was on the wrong side for the female. She wasn’t in anything nearly as sexy as his attire (or lack thereof), but her nightgown definitely rode up to reveal her plain panties. She placed her hands on his backside while this was going on, and she even went so far as to give him a light smack, a snicker accompanying it as they went.
Eventually she tired of the embarrassment that was realizing she twerked of all things, so she quickly grabbed him and spun him around to face her. Grabbing the tie that was now around her neck, she hooked it back around his and yanked her close to her and pressed her lips to his roughly, her eyes burning excitedly. It was a damn good thing she couldn’t speak, because she damn well didn’t want to voice the fact of the matter: despite how silly this whole thing was, Tommy had definitely won.
Razorbackwriter: What a sight! The pair of them both twerking without music but the whisper like laughter that was coming from Elissa. Tommy could be a right dolt at times, but in a way it was infectious as now Elissa had completely lowered her guard and joined in on the mad cap dancing. Totally taking on the wrong roles, with Tommy acting more like Miley Cyrus at the Music awards. To feel Elissa rub against him as she did was a bit of a surprise for Tommy; but a happy one at that. When she went a bit further and actually spanked him, he let out a loud whoop like he was at a rodeo. With her hands clasping his rear, Tommy gave her a bit of a ride – so to speak. A few extra ass wiggles and he was done. Before he could catch a breathe however, Elissa grabbed Tommy and spun him around – dropping the tie around his neck as though she was lassoing him. Oh this really was a rodeo. Pleasantly surprised at her bold action, the next thing she did totally caught him off guard. Using the tie, Elissa yanked his head forward and down so that she could press her lips hard to his. Tommy’s eyes were wide with surprise and didn’t miss the look in her eyes. Dayumn! How he did it, he still didn’t know, but the fire in her eyes soon caught his own. Reaching around, Tommy gripped the cheeks of Elissa’s ass and hoisted her up so that she would have to wrap her legs around his hips for support.
A sharp growl emitted from Tommy’s throat – a rich sound that could be felt as well as heard. Tommy didn’t care that Elissa was still in her night gown – which had ridden up even further up her thighs. His fingers dug into the soft cheeks of her backside – kneading them while his tongue searched within her mouth for hers. Tommy may have won, but he easily surrendered to her.
VunG: Oh, even without actually having one, Elissa was feeling so hot under the collar she might as well catch fire. She had absolutely no idea why she was doing this, whether she was just in desperate need of something to purge her stress, lonely, genuinely attracted to Tommy on both a physical or mental level, or all of the above, but she just felt absolutely on fire. The feel of his hands on her backside was unexpected, but she had no complaints about it, and moved naturally as he lifted her up off the ground, her legs wrapping around his waist while her hands went behind his neck, letting the tie hang limp. The growl was a new one to her, but she loved it, she loved the sensation it created as their mouths tussled.
As he continued to knead her backside she let out a sound of herself, almost like she was sighing, but much more sensual than that. Her tongue fought back against his, gladly meeting it and tangling with it ferociously as she kissed him back aggressively. She may have been a heterosexual woman, but with her husband and her few other past boyfriends she’d been the man of the relationship, and even if she didn’t demand it, her borderline aggressive mentality was still there. Her fingers gripped tightly to his skin, kneading his back much as his hands were working at her, and right now the only thing keeping her from flinging her gown off was the fact that she’d likely fall off if she attempted it. Even if she was no longer the ‘man’ of the house and had quite easily surrendered to Tommy’s wiles, that didn’t mean she didn’t have a different kind of fight left in her.