Skeet Shooting (Rated M)

[Malice]

His kiss was so sweet that her craving for it were surpasing the safe place that she always cept her desires. How could she feel this way after so many years of being a pure tease? Half of the guys that she had treated like Drake hadn't even got half as far as he had and yet here she stood in complete need of him. Houka had never felt this before but she wasn't complaining; it felt wonderful.

She heard his words and couldn't help but chuckle, though it being a little bit out of breath. "Than what prize should I give you?" she asked him knowing that he was making her feel just as she was doing to him. If she were to ever even think about trying to leave him, or him doing the same to her, than she would have to hurt someone because this was a once in a lifetime sensation. Perhaps she was just being a silly girl but that's how she felt.

[Drake]

Taking deep breaths to calm his pleasurably burning nerves, he answered her. "I'm not sure." Drake said, laughing slightly. "My mind's still spinning, but I'm sure you can think of something. Besides, there's only one other thing I want right now, but I'm not sure we're at that point yet."

[Malice]

She smirked at his comment holding onto his hands tightly knowing that he was looking out for her. It made her feel good to know taht he ahad some control over himself at least. She knew how much he was desiring her at the moment and that made it all the better to know he was holding back on himself. "Aw, look at you and your self control," she chuckled light heartedly leaning up to nibble on his ear possisively. "At least you're not like other guys that would kill to take me! Good thing you said that or I would have killed you in the worst of ways!" She laughed making sure he knew it was a joke as she smiled against his ear.

[Drake]

"Ah well, that makes me feel better." Drake said. "And that self control of mine you're so proud of just might run out if you keep doing that." He added as she began to nibble on his ear. "So do you kill all the guys that happen to want you? Because right now..." He began, his hands on the front of her body. "...If that were true, I'd be dead already."

[Malice]

She chuckled into his ear as he spoke knowing that if it had been any other man that, yes, she would have killed him by now but...something was holding her back from killing him. Perhaps it was just the way he seemed to catch on to everything that she said and did that was either vulgar or testing him. Or maybe it was just the way he spoke to her in that silky soft tone of voice that drove her up the wall and back again. Houka really couldn't say but whatever it was, was a good thing for sure.

"I just want to see how long it takes for you to lose all of that self control," she whispered to him a shiver going down her naked body as his hands started to wander. "You're right..." She got control of her voice before she spoke again. "Any other man and they would be dead right now but I guess you're just lucky!"

[Drake]

Drake shook his head, ever-present confident smirk still plastered onto his face. "No...While I am a lucky person, this has nothing at all to do with luck." He stated, not missing the drop in the tone of Houka's voice as his hands ran down her body. "It's something else that you might not want to admit, being a proud Samurai and all." Continuing, he moved closer to her lips again, teasing the fact that he might kiss her again and letting his breath run across her lips. "I'm not the only one using up their self-control now."

[Malice]

She held back another shiver and had to choke back a moan as he whispered to her in his deep voice. Yes, he was driving her insane just then but she was trying so hard to hide the fact; it wasn't working obviously. "Oh so you're saying it was skill instead of luck?" she asked him in a lust laced voice hating herself for it more and more. "Please you're just a guy with a gun! No luck in that!" Woah! That could be taken the wrong way! Then again most things she said could be taken the wrong way so it was okay!

When his lips came close to hers she wanted to just close the space but her pride wouldn't let her. He was right; she was a prideful Samurai and wouldn't admit that she had lust in her eyes and in her body. There was nothing she could do about that. "I have more of it than you!" she scoffed.

[Drake]

"A guy with guns. Plural, Houka, I've got more than one. As a matter of fact..." Drake began, looking down at the two holsters on his waist. "...I had *three* at my last count." He finished with a smirk, somewhat happy he could speak the way he wanted with her, without having most of his double entendres going over the current target's head. Not that Houka was a target, mind you.

"And in the same vein, I could say that you're just a chick with a sword, but we both know we're way past simple generalizations at this point." Drake said, lips never moving from their close position to hers. "Maybe you do have more self-control than me. Or maybe I just want you SO much that it seems that way. Either way, we both want each other and there's no denying that."

[Malice]

The way he caught and threw back at her the vulgarness that she had said aloud made her smile widely with a bit of a smirk mixed into it. There was nothing better than having a perversion battle between two people that were so vulgar they rivaled each other with it! Nothing could beat that! Nothing! Or in Houka's eyes at least there was nothing better! She could be the only one, bar Drake of course, but she didn't really mind because as long as she could find at least one person that was like her in that sense she was fine!

"Are you sure?" she teased him playfully her lips feeling the breeze from his breath. Her hand wandered down a bit to the front of his pants and finally she decided to be a bit cruel and rubbed a finger against his white clothing. It was a gentle touch that could probably be just firm enough to feel lightly but not enough to let it completely known that a finger was there. "No, you still have three!" she chuckled lightly her fingers running lightly against his neck her eyes full of lust and humor.

[Drake]

"Aw, you had to check? That hurt, Houka. You enjoy picking on poor old me way too much." Drake said, the wide smirk on his face ruining his fake offendedness. "Matter of fact, I think I just may leave." He 'threatened.' In truth, he had no plan of leaving at all, he was having way too much fun here with her. Especially with the shiver that ran from his neck down to his legs when her fingers along along his neck.

[Malice]

She laughed at his offended tone keeping her hands moving, one against his thigh and the other stroking his neck. "Well I can't be around a guy without the most important gun now can I?" she teased him with her lips so close to his she could feel his soft skin as she spoke brushing lightly. For a while now her eyes had been closed seeing as it was making her dizzy to look at him that close up. Even if she liked looking at his gorgeous form she didn't want to have to move back from that spot where she had found herself most comfortable.

Leave? He wouldn't be able to even if he did want to get out of there. She had him hooked and he had done the same to her as they stood there in each other's embrace. "You? Leave this situation? Please that's like saying a cat wants to leave the soft caresses of his master!" she laughed her tone full of lust and want as she stood there with a smirk on her face.

[Drake]

"Interesting analogy there Houka...cause I'm trying to figure out which of us is the cat and which is the master." Drake said, finally moving his face away from hers, feeling his face getting warm from her lips brushing against his. "See, on one hand, it may appear that you have control of this situation. But...I may just WANT you to think that."

[Malice]

She opened her eyes when she felt him move away and smirked up at him. Houka knew who the dominant one was, like usual, but she just liked to play pretend that she was for a while. No other man had been allowed to dominate her and yet she would allow him anyday! There was no doubt in her mind that she would be eternally happy if he were to be the dominant one in their relationship with a bit of Houka's teasing to mix it up a bit.

"Maybe I'm just letting you think that I think that I'm in control in all reality you are," she said laughing at how weird that sounded. There was that warm feeling inside of her again and it was spreading across her body in a way that was quite annoying and yet wanted all the same. He just made her feel so good that she couldn't help but lift her arms to his neck to lay them there staring up into his eyes smirking. "I still don't see you being very controling at the moment, though, Drake-Kun!"

[Drake]

"Or am I?" Drake asked, a sly grin on his face. "On the contrary Houka, it may not look like it, but I have you right where I want you." He said. When she put her arms around his neck again, his earlier pull-away meant nothing as he pulled her right back to him again. Maybe he didn't want to admit to himself just how badly he wanted her right then, but it was true. "Right where I want you, in more ways than one."

[Malice]

She just laughed at his comments pressing her naked body close to his. Her hips moved slightly against his front a seductive glint in her amythest eyes. Nibble hands trailed along under his hair then up into the perfect locks that she had fell for instantly. Silky hair, a great body, an amusing (understantment) personality, and he was so gentle along with daring that made her weak at the knees (even if she hid it very well).

"Oh really now?" she chuckled pushing her hair back out of her face before placing it back where it had been before. "Than what ways would those be in which you have me right where you would like me to be? Please enlighten me!" She gave a flirty smirk his way her eyes full of mischief and also a melding happiness.