Deva hadn’t been the first to grip the Marauder by the throat that night – through the Force or otherwise. Just as before, the Axxilan did not shy away from the tightening sensation around his jugular, but rather he seemed to thrive upon the rush that it provided. The Axxilan tilted his jawline upwards in response, eyes cast down to meet violets while a satisfied grin tugged at his lips.
For once, there was no witty response or flirtatious quip, but his expression spoke volumes. Jaikus was thoroughly enjoying the company of someone as thrill-seeking and bold as he was. Where some lesser men may have hesitated to relinquish control, Jaikus welcomed it with open arms. He allowed Deva guide him across the dancefloor like clay in her hands, giving the woman the opportunity to relish in the dominance that she so craved while keeping their bodies fit together with every step in and out.
Mid-way through their routine, as the Axxilan took a step back, he slid his hands down to her waist and gripped tightly, tendrils of the Force coiling around her and making her feel as light as a feather. Bending ever so slightly at the knees, Jaikus lifted the woman up effortlessly by the waist – rotating twice on the balls of his feet and holding her above his head before plopping her back down onto solid ground. Once the maneuver was complete, Jaikus took a moment to smooth and straightened her suit jacket to its pristine state, smirking wickedly before resuming their previous routine for several more minutes.
All good things had to come to an end, however. A silent signal meant the end of the music and the voice of their host rose to replace it, beckoned them off the dancefloor and eagerly promising the climax of the night’s festivities. In response, Jaikus spun around within the woman’s grasp, his back pressing against her hips for the several last seconds while their rhythmic swaying slowed to a stop.
The Axxilan reached back behind his shoulder, wrapping his fingers around the tie that Deva wore. “We wouldn’t want to leave our host waiting, now would we?” With that, Jaikus broke their intimately close contact and began sauntering back to where Artorigas had summoned them. He kept his grip on her tie for the first few steps before eventually releasing, playfully tugging her forward at the neck. He did not turn back to face her after that, instead following Artorigas out towards the terrace.
For once, there was no witty response or flirtatious quip, but his expression spoke volumes. Jaikus was thoroughly enjoying the company of someone as thrill-seeking and bold as he was. Where some lesser men may have hesitated to relinquish control, Jaikus welcomed it with open arms. He allowed Deva guide him across the dancefloor like clay in her hands, giving the woman the opportunity to relish in the dominance that she so craved while keeping their bodies fit together with every step in and out.
Mid-way through their routine, as the Axxilan took a step back, he slid his hands down to her waist and gripped tightly, tendrils of the Force coiling around her and making her feel as light as a feather. Bending ever so slightly at the knees, Jaikus lifted the woman up effortlessly by the waist – rotating twice on the balls of his feet and holding her above his head before plopping her back down onto solid ground. Once the maneuver was complete, Jaikus took a moment to smooth and straightened her suit jacket to its pristine state, smirking wickedly before resuming their previous routine for several more minutes.
All good things had to come to an end, however. A silent signal meant the end of the music and the voice of their host rose to replace it, beckoned them off the dancefloor and eagerly promising the climax of the night’s festivities. In response, Jaikus spun around within the woman’s grasp, his back pressing against her hips for the several last seconds while their rhythmic swaying slowed to a stop.
The Axxilan reached back behind his shoulder, wrapping his fingers around the tie that Deva wore. “We wouldn’t want to leave our host waiting, now would we?” With that, Jaikus broke their intimately close contact and began sauntering back to where Artorigas had summoned them. He kept his grip on her tie for the first few steps before eventually releasing, playfully tugging her forward at the neck. He did not turn back to face her after that, instead following Artorigas out towards the terrace.
@Killa Ree