Path of the Hunters - NSFW

"Oui. It 'as good room service and they leave my things alone."

He nodded. "Well, you won't have to worry about that, in the morning."

She lifted a brow. "No?"

"You didn't think, after tonight, you'd spend the rest of your time in a hotel, did you?"

She smiled. "I suppose not."

"As far as room service goes... I'll do my best." He covered his mouth with a hand as a yawn passed over him. "...Looks like my shift's up."

She licked his neck, smiling. "Bonne nuit, Nova."

"Bonne nuit, Aurélie." With a smile and a nod, he backed away from her, entered his room, and closed the door behind him, but not before giving her one last wink.

Smiling, she walked into her own room and looked around. It was nice. She glanced back to his door, wondered if his was just as nice and went into the attached bathroom to start a bath.

He exhaled contently as he laid on his bed. "Damn! I almost forgot how comfortable this thing was..." He could feel himself drift off to sleep, when he shook himself awake, sitting up. "Not yet. Let's get this done."

He reached for the phone by his bed, dialing a number, and holding it to his ear... "Hey. It's Nova... Oh, yeah, like you're innocent in all this... Look, I'm callin' in a solid ya owe me... Which I do... You'll get it afterward, now stop bitchin' and listen!... I need you to run up the Embassy."

Smiling, Aurélie slid into the warm water and let herself relax. It was nice not having to stay in a hotel for once and, even nicer, she was getting very good sex out of the equation as well. It had the potential to disrupt her hunting schedule, but if he was actually with her, tracking would probably take half the time.

She smiled, eyes closing. The wolf was very useful.

Nova turned the knob of the shower, which instantly sprang to life. His body relaxed as the hot rain pelted his fur. This was an interesting day, to say the least. It helped his mood get on the right path. For awhile, he felt things were going in the crapper for him, what with losing a bet which was reneged on, leaving him with a big, empty, expensive home.

But now, he wasn't alone in this big place, or in his bounty hunting for that matter. He was sure hunting would be much easier, with her watching his back. And, as an added bonus, sex was incredible.

He sighed deeply. He had to make sure he didn't get too used to her company. No attachment, no commitment-that's the agreement.

He was kind and he was useful and he was... He was wonderful. She began to run soap over her arms, frowning slightly. He was wonderful, yes, but she wouldn't get attached. She couldn't. She had a life of her own to live and she would be damned if housework and being the wife her grandparents wanted her to be would drag her down.

Though... Getting attached to Nova wouldn't be such a bad thing. He wouldn't force her to give up her hunting...

She shook her head, dunking into the water to soak her hair. No. She would remain unattached and she would leave by the end of the week. And if she chose to leave later, it was her own decision.

The more he thought against it, the more tantilizing it got. He squirted some shampoo into his palm, and began to massage it into his scalp. Attachment to her wouldn't be too bad. They both agreed to independent lifestyles, so "commitment" wouldn't be an issue. If they decided to sleep around, who cared?

Things could actually prove beneficial, professionally speaking. It would make hunting easier on both of them. And with their reputations... well, hers, since his is still a well guarded secret, they could rake in a little more cash...

"...No, Goddammit!" he said aloud. He then sighed heavily, slumping onto one of the glass panes. The both of them swore an oath to independence, and it was going to stay that way. He hoped that the few days would go by fast. The sooner she was gone, the easier it'll be to throw attachment out of his head.

Though if she did stay longer, it would get easier to get attached... She scrubbed her hair, frowning. The fact that she already wanted to stay was bad enough... It didn't matter that it was to prove a point.

She sighed, dunking down to rinse her hair out. When she rose, she was smiling. She would stay until things started to get complicated. The moment she started to feel anything than a slight affection for him, she would leave. Or the moment he said he felt something. she would go. That was simple and it would leave them both as carefree as they were now.

It was perfect.

He turned the shower off, and stepped out. He grabbed a towel, and tossed it over his head.

It was real simple: If things start getting heavy, get the hell out. Their attraction levels should only be enough to keep the hot sex going strong, no more. Once it crossed that line, he'd have to end it there, kick her out if need be. Even if he so much as thought he felt something more... It had to end, then and there. No second chances. The oath of independece would stand unfazed.

After a quick massage, he removed the towel from his head, and grinned at his reflection in the mirror. "Yeah. That'll work."

She rose from the tub and started to drain the water. Smiling to herself, she grabbed a towel and began to dry off. Just so long as she stuck to her own rules, everything would be fine.

Smiling, satisfied that she was as dry as she'd get, she stole fro her room and walked into his. He wasn't in the room, which was fine. She could smell his shower and slid atop his bed, turned her body to face the bathroom door and just smiled, waiting for him.

Satisfied that his mind was made up, he proceeded to finish drying himself. Just stick to the plan, and there won't be a problem.

Casting the towel aside, he exited the bathroom, but stopped just outside the door, seeing Aurélie laying seductively on his bed.

His smile turned wicked, a familiar gleam in his eyes. "So, my Queen has come here, seeking some sort of satisfaction, I take it?"

"Per'aps I am just bored," she teased, pushing her hair back. She smiled. "I am sure you can think of a way to keep me interested."

"Oh, I'm sure I can." He slid onto the bed with her, locking their lips together.

"Mm..." Her lips parted, tongue lapping at his. Her hands went to his hips, rubbing.

His own hands went to caress her sides, tonuge dancing with hers.

She arched against him, fingers going from his hips to his thighs, easing his length after now and again.

His hands slid downward, one stopping to massage her hind, the other continuing down to toy with her slit.

Her mouth went to his neck to nip, her hands wrapping around his length to rub and harden him.