Cosmic Reunion [Jose/Request]--[M]

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He noted the roll of her eyes but still smiled to himself-he knew he could let a off the handle at times but it just who he was and he took no shame in it. Even still he bit his tongue for once and remained silent for the moment at hand. The night had wore on some, you could tell by how the sound of the bar grew louder with booming laughter and high chatter. It was soothing in a way to Jose, much accustomed to the noise, clinking of glasses and yippings of dirty jokes or past glories infused the scene.

A pleased expression unfolded along his features as she exposed her truth and revealed more about himself to him. Although the main goal of this little game was to get both of them drunk he had also desired to know what lay beyond such a pretty face. He then arched an eyebrow as he thought about what she divulged and how she was less than kind.

"I am impressed Miss.Caine, I am sure you had to be shrewd to lead in such a way and knock men who thought like I upon their asses. You truly are a marvelous woman now aren't you? " He really was impressed that she had taken over for herself and made a mark upon her world, even if some courteous behaviour was abandoned. He didn't judge although he was glad her heart at softened some. Jose nodded in understanding, watching her spin her hair between her fingers.He sensed she didn't want to dive into the type of person she held in her past and so he didn't dig further, happy to stay on the lighter side of the night if he could-his mind was dipped in the dark much to often nowadays.

Without haste Jose covertly lifted the flask to his lips and took a long drink at her direction. The amber liquid burned like fire down his throat and tasted like honey and strong alcohol. What he possessed was drink mashed down from various wheats and flavoured with spices to help with the consumption. He had come to know of such methods by running into a few mountain men type of tribes whom resided among them a pack of religious monks who devoted their life to healing and nature. They came up with a type of alcohol that worked better than wine to get your head fuzzy and Jose had simply demanded it be his to enjoy!

Jose let out a short, low whistle;" I will tell you that monks make the best brew! Be careful when it's your turn to intake it-it'll whisk your inhibitions and stomach away if you overstep. " He thought about it for a moment then spoke again; "Alright, so either I lost my virginty when I was a strapping young lad of 13...or within that same age my mother had attempted to kill me. Which one is it?" his tone was exceptionally playful,his expression a little blank with a small grin laced onto it. Even though his answer was a little twisted death was not a bother to Jose, it was something he experienced on the daily and so could speak so nonchalantly about it.

[Serenity Caine]

Serenity was surprised to see he wasn’t incredibly shocked as she revealed her truth. I was more than shrewd; I was downright evil. Honestly, people feared their lived around me… But all well; what’s done is done. She shrugged and pouted lightly as she went to drink her wine, but was reminded it was empty.

She watched as he took a swig, arching an eyebrow as he let out a wistle. She was beginning to be nervous as to what could be in that thing, as he warned her. Sounds like a strong one. She nodded, waiting for his facts. Once they were presented to her, Serenity nodded in thought; the virginity one she wouldn’t be too surprised, but the death one seemed overly dark, but something that was probably plausible, knowing his background as a prophet… Serenity had a hunch it was the second option, but was eagar to drink again so she went against her gut,

My you’re so handsome, it must be the virginity thing! She exclaimed, waiting for his response. After she would receive it, she thought up her own facts again, to keep things moving.

Hmm.. So either I had sex with a woman, or I fell in love with one. She arched her eyebrow mysteriously, wondering which he would chose; she knew she didn’t come off as the lesbian type—which she was not, making it all the more fun.

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He merely shrugged " I have seen all creatures of all corners of life turnabout from from once they were, it matters naught to me what you were. And even if you still walked about such ways I am sure I would still find you alluring. " He gave her a reassuring smile but somehow a smoldering look still veiled his shining eyes. Conceling the flash for a moment he waved his hand for Sam to replenish their libations never breaking his gaze with this beautious yet thorny woman. A warmth from his swig and the wine had begun to gather with his belly and he hummed softly.

" Hmm, I think I shall call you my little rose or something of the like. You've got a pleasurable sting then I suppose, but you are glorious and quite sweet to behold.You do have those firey redlocks.. " Despite her claims of not being tender and of the being now the Devil's former mistress, he had been kind enough to him. He noted her wary voice and look when he spoke about the liqueur and again gave a comforting smile.

"Do not fear my little rose, it's honeyed heat will only slightly burn your throat for a moment but you'll be just fine. I would never let harm befall you. Jose grasped her hand as he spoke and somewhat serious expression spreading against his face. Sam settled down their drinks as Serenity thought upon his facts. Jose sipped upon the wine using his free hand but then placed it upon the bar with a sigh as she made her guess.

He brought out the flask and took a swig again. " She was a brunette-thing and pretty. My do you overshadow her by miles! But anyway she was a few years older than I and she showed me all a woman had to offer in that wheat field. " A short but sweet wistful look befell his features until they gave way to utter yet pleased suprise. His mouth popped open slightly and a hot flush crept upon his face from the images that begun to unfold in his mind and the mix of alcohol. 

" Oh my...that is simply delightful to hear... I-I'm so glad one of those is true. But I will say... Fall in love is the lie?" He didn't believe she was the fall in love type and it excited him in many ways to think of her curvaceous woman's form be pressed to another lady's. If such messing around was to be of truth maybe he could talk her into a threeway one time..He reserved his dark wishes for much later time and went on with it.

" Hmm...I may only sire one child...or i loooove raisins! he spoke to keep the ball rolling.

[Serenity Caine]

She stuck her tongue out at him playfully, of course he would say such things now, when they were so openly flirting about! She was more than thankful when he ordered another round, having a feeling she wouldn’t get to try what was in that small flask any time soon. Such a dainty nickname for someone such as myself! Though I will admit to a few thorns… She laughed again, flipping her hair over her shoulders as he pointed out the colour. It wasn’t the first time she’d been compared so such a flower.

She rolled her eyes again as he spoke of not letting harm befall her; You aren’t my guard, don’t worry about me! She laughed, enjoying the warms of his hand around hers, but not admitting so. And once again she was right, sighing as he took a swig once more, but thankfully by now she had her new wine, so she drank with him, her face feeling warm as a permanent smile graced her drunken features. That sounds like a grand time! And for a lad so young; what a treat you must have had. She laughed once more, picturing a younger Jose, completely in love with what was happening to him.

The expression that took over his face as she told her next facts had her laughing once again. She’d had a feeling he would be stunned by her choices. Such a man you are. I hate to admit this, but you’re right. Despite my actions, I am as straight as they come; what can I say? I simply love men, and all they have to offer… I suppose this answer will make you incredibly happy, knowing the truth is that I laid with a woman. Wasn’t too long ago now either; two months at most. She sipped her wine innocently, remembering her drunken night with Shy. As fun as it had been, it only assured her of her sexuality, though she didn’t mind having such fun every now and then. She’d trusted Shy, and had had fun regardless of her preferences. Shy certainly knew how to please a woman. Whatever Jose’s reaction to that may be, Serenity would watch carefully, before removing the flask from his hand, resting on his thigh, and hitting it ever so slightly as she did.

Looking him directly in the eyes, she opened it, and took a decent swig, not flinching as it burned her throat on the way down. Once it was closed, she placed it back in his hand, on his thigh, allowing her hand to linger there for a moment before bringing it back to her own lap.

You, a father? Hmm, much like your assumption about my age and my company, I must assume that to be the lie; it just doesn’t seem to fit! So, that will be my final answer. You do not have a child.

Dependant on his response, she would drink again when prompted, but quick after giving her answer, she thought upon her own choices once more, humming as she did. Hmmm… either I have my own home, not to far from here; or I reside in the castle, with Lady Aria… She gave him a clever look, hoping he would chose correctly this time. It was her way of dropping a hint, as she drank more of her wine, bringing it just below half a glass once more.

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He laughed at her child-like behaviour-it was quite refreshing! He raised his glass to her "Exactly my thinking my dear! But we all have our thorns to bare so it hold not hinderance upon your character. " He clucked disapprovingly as she said she had been called such a name before.

"My little fire flower then perhaps? Blazing fiercely in a delicate form? I'll come up with something more original and befitting one day rest assured! " he drained his glass completely in one large gulp and waved Same over again but this time to ask for just the bottle to be left and he complied swiftly. Jose filled his glass once more. He closed his eyes briefly and nodded slightly forward with his next words.

"Aye I may not be, but beautiful things are so easy to be corroded by this world and I believe they should be protected...and Serenity.." He let go formal callings for the time. " I know you may be quite capable of protecting yourself but like our odd connection I have a queer need to keep you safe. " A puzzled look came upon him and it was a large furrowing of his brow indeed; the drink making all his expressions and actions more animated than usual. That look however blew away, caught up in the alcohol's splendid ways of joy.

" Oh what a treat indeed!" he laughed along with her but then a husky tone overtook that.

" But you are a far grander treat I'll enjoy later tonight"

As she spoke of her sexual adventures his mouth opened wider and wider, just as the space in his pants grew smaller and smaller. To lay with the same sex was not uncommon in Nova, but Jose still found it insanely erotic that Serenity had sullied the sheets with another woman. The mere thought of their naked flesh and mixing moans was enough to drive him wild. Still with a gaping mouth he spoke somewhat dumbfounded, words stuttering and slurring just the smallest bit.

" M-my that would have a ssight to behold. Too bad I wasn't around to join in on the fun...but I can promise you I have very much to offer indeed." There was something about that innocent look she gave him that was just so sexy-if wanted you to believe she was a good girl but her eyes made you know she wanted filthy things done to her. He gave her a look of approval as she took the drink without even a cough! Damn what a woman! When her hand brushed his thigh a slight tingling crept upon his skin, and his wellendowed man-part pressed against his slacks hard.

" Well I have mislead you in my words! I do not have a child but I had intended to say I may only be able to have one babe to name as my heir-and that is the truth! So I am not sure whom is drink next...let's call it a draw and both drink?" Jose took a slug again, a deep one, and the container was half empty now. He then passed it Serenity under the bar for her to drink again. " I severely despise raisins just to underline that." He tried to act all serious, like they were he bane of life itself but then broke away with a deep laughter that could envelop one in a warm embrace.

" Hmm..well you know Mr. Samwell here quite well it seems, and you come here to relax after work so I would say...you live not far from the Bloody Mary on your own? " that would be something, a quiet place where they could scuttle off too later in the evening.

Jose topped off her glass as he noticed her's was at halfway-truly unacceptable!- and then drained his own only to replenish his once more. He was prepared to take another drink from the flask if need be when the time arose to but proceeded with the game.

" I am one of the best archers known to Nova, or a master swordsman?" He kept his facts somewhat simple and relative, better for both to be likely so she may be more inclined to getting the wrong answer.

[Serenity Caine]

She shook her head as he went on about flowers; if he stuck around he’d soon find out she was nothing like any flower he’d ever come across. Not from this world, or the next. She snickered lightly when Sam came ‘round again, Jose telling him to just leave the bottle; they were drinking him out of business! She sipped casually at her own cup, looking at him interested in what he had to say next.

She arched an eyebrow as he used her first name for the first time since sitting down with her. Well… I thank you for the gesture. I am long since “corroded”, as you put it, but there are always new dangers in this world… So who knows. She sighed lightly, letting the topic go, not wanting to bring down their mood with such talk.

His next line had her laughing lightly, her hand flying up to cover her mouth as she did so naturally. Everyone shall cherish their first; no matter what better things come later in life. She smiled, keeping her bitter secret to herself for the time being; she could not remember her own first, only flashes here and there of memories long since pushed out of her mind. Dark shadows; large hands; an unshaved stubble; pain; the sweet release of sleep. She knew not who he was; and frankly she had no need to remember. Despite these memory flashes running through her head for a brief moment, she kept a smile on her face, not letting it hinder her mood for even a moment.

Jose’s mouth falling open had her laughing once more, a contagious giggle as she watched him flounder for words. Too bad indeed. Though I’m not sure she would have been okay with a man joining. From what I recall, woman were her only wish. She arched an eyebrow, sipping innocently once more at her drink, batting her eyelashes. She’d watched his face as she took her swig, feeling a sense of pride wash over her for a moment.

Ah, I must have misunderstood you. No matter; let us both drink! She nodded, a small grin on her face. When it was passed to her, she took a breath, preparing for another so soon, and took a swig, this one slightly smaller, and felt goosebumps crawl along her bare skin. When his laughter erupted, she couldn’t help but watch him, a small smile on her red wine washed face. You laugh like a family man, yet you act like the opposite. Endearing She murmured. It would be loud enough for him to hear if he was paying attention, but still quiet. She meant it as a compliment.

His guess was right, and she groaned lightly to prove so. You are correct my darling! I do have my own home nearby, thanks to my lovely employer. It was a gift. Perhaps if you are lucky, I’ll give you the grand tour later. She winked at him, finishing off her cup, before once again grasping the flask from him and taking a small swig, not wanting it to go away to quickly. She thanked him as he tipped off her cup once more, using it as a chaser soon after. She could take it with a straight face, but gods did it make her want to shiver.

She pondered over his next options, twirling a loose strand of hair around her delicate finger until she made her choice. Both suit you, but honestly I see you more with a bow and arrow. She nodded, giving her final answer, and prepared herself just in case she were wrong.

Hmm…It would seem I’ve run out of things to say! I can’t come up with another set of options! She laughed lightly, not minding that their game may be over; they had plenty of time to learn of one another.

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He could not think of Serenity as anything corroded, and her quick dismissal of all his compliments made a small part of Jose sad; It was a slight anguish to believe that such a woman held her own travesties so close she couldn't bare to see the picture of delight she had become. She was obviously aware of her beauty but the inner stuffs was lost to time and past actions. He shook his own head at these thoughts-he knew well one could always alter what was to shift the viewing of today and she stood as proof to this- as much as she wished Jose not to believe it.

"The world may whittle away at you but you appear to only be made better because of it. " He held up a slender finger to disregard any protests she may have had. "I take in all that which I see and what is to remain, don't fight me on this Miss. Caine, I say you shan't have a glimmer of winning if you do. I will always be the herald to your glories! And new dangers are always abound, that is true, but they make the day exciting if your predisposed to such thrills as I am. "

Her laughter peaked at his words and shimmered over his form like a golden fleece, sparkling and left you warm. He nodded along with her words in agreement, enjoying her smile but felt the familiar tug of a mind pondering on past incidents. Normally for such fleeting thoughts-and mutual respect for privacy- Jose would have closed his mind this tickling but in his near-drunken state he couldn't help but we whisked away for a second or two.

The images were very quick in their coming, and fleeting almost instantly-for it was a passing thought-but they were clear enough in their making that Jose could gather that her first experience of intimate pleasure was not a voluntary one and a flare of anger shot throughout him as the vision subsided. A small quiver rang throughout his form, and Jose gulped back the lump that formed in his throat. He would not speak of what he saw, and he did not let his features betray that he saw anything at all. He kept on with his smile as she did, and acted as if nothing had come to pass at all.

At her words about him not being a welcome part to the sexual excursions, he put on a big pouty face, mocking sadness, the anger pushed away. Just as the pout was etching across his face it switched to an aloof smile, and he shrugged his broad shoulders.
"Well that is just fine, have it such her way. " He clasped Serenity's hand tightly in his free one.
" I've never really been good at sharing anyway." A predatory gleam to his dark eyes.

With another flush of wonderment and vicarious pride, he watched her take another swig of his brew like it was milk, although the cow's nectar hardly left the gooseflesh that was encasing Serenity. He smiled to himself, happy to assist anyone in the journey to drunkenness and knew that very shortly she would be slammed by the effects of his alcohol. Jose's thoughts were just beginning to dip into the dizzy-he was much accustomed to sipping on his drink. Ensnared by her every motion as ever, even though her next words were at a low register he heard them clear and a small smile pulled at his lips.

" Family, and the loving support they provide has always meant something dearly to me. It is true I adore dancing away into passionate nights, but having someone to call mine own, and be of myself, is a distant hope of mine." He wistfully murmured just as softly.

As she spoke and winked and drank, Jose merely watched in amusement. Luck would have nothing to do with it, he knew if he kept playing his cards the way he did that, that if would turn into a concrete certainty.

" Ah yes, lady Wurud seems the type of woman to accommodate her handmaiden so. You quite lucky to have such a compassionate employer. I simply would love to view your new housing...for security purposes if nothing else." He said slyly-even though he betted he'd be spending the night in her bed for quite different reasons, throwing out some formal care was never a bad idea to put in place if he really wanted a foot over her threshold. He watched her twirl her hair as she gave her answer and a tiny groan slipped from his own lips this time; he really had wanted her to get this one wrong! He took a slug from the flask, but displayed no reaction towards it.

"I can slice many a man to ribbons with my blades, but you are most correct, the bowman in me triumphs! I once managed-don't ask me how-to slice the lacings off a woman's corset with a verywell aimed arrow. Oh how tickled was she!" His laughter was slightly booming as it was laced with liquor. As she stated she had no more facts to display, Jose upended the flask to nearly empty the container-a good sized gulp still remained-and he held out the flask to her in quiet questioning if she would like to finish it off. They still had quite a bit of wine at their disposal but if they wished to get really smashed the alcohol he possessed would lend quite the helping hand. Their game now ended, Jose pondered on what they would do next-the night was relativity young for him and he didn't wish to part ways so soon at all. A minstrel and bard had begun to make their music ring throughout the tavern, a jolly upswept beat, and a few patrons had gotten up to dance a merry jig.

[Serenity Caine]

Believe whatever you must, whether I be corroded or not. she shook it off, not wanting to delve into her reasoning to why she thought the way she did of who she was. She’d come a long way since coming here, and did not want to be reminded of what she once was.

Completely oblivious to the invasion on her memories, Serenity let it go just as quickly as she’d remembered it, not wanting to give it even the slightest bit of more thought. Nor did she want to have to explain it to him, what she barely remembered. The flashes of the memories lingered a moment more, despite having pushed them away a moment ago, the same as before, and she shivered lightly, remember the key thing. Her own reflection in the mirror the next morning, her skin like wax, eyes red, lips chapped, the image of herself at the age of 9 forever haunting her. She blinked it away, finishing off her wine, hoping she hadn’t let her fascial expression change, for she honestly didn’t know if she had.

She smiled at Jose, noticing his pouty look, a small laugh coming out of her. You didn’t strike me as the type; not to worry, neither am I. She winked, her heavy black lashes casting dark shadows on her skin in the dimly lit room. She saw the look in his eyes, and was briefly caught in it, the hair on her skin rising with the tension around them. She felt her head become more warm, and her vision was definitely different from before, her movements more wobbly. Damn it worked fast.

Yes, but who doesn’t have a distant hope for such a thing? Something warm, and right. Someone to return home to, to talk to when things go bad… Its a dream, for anyone. Even someone who may have more difficulty than others achieving it. She shrugged, being oddly wise for someone of her drunken state.

Oh yes, security is a top priority. A true must have. She nodded with a false sense of righteousness in her voice. Her flirting was getting a little less sassy and more open by now, the drink taking more affect, She laughed as he sighed, taking his swig. Such a tale to be told I’m sure; but then again you seem to be a man behind many stories. She arched her brow, accepting the next drink when offered, finishing what was left in the flask like a champ, goosebumps scattered across her arm, but not on the hand that Jose help, as warmth emanated from there.

Things seem to be getting dull here… would you like to take that tour now that my drink is finished? She offered, showing him her empty cup, and sliding off of her stool, stretching out her legs for a moment, removing her hand from his.

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Jose merely inclined his head towards Serenity, as if to signify that he would indeed believe whatever he pleased, which is what he did anyhow regardless if it was sanctioned or not. It was a slightly bobbing movement, as the world came somewhat unhinged from the rising blood alcohol level, and every action held a sort of focused and deliberate air to it. Although Jose was quite accustomed to drink and could hold his liquor with the best of the drunks, it was definitely starting to ebb away at his clarity and turned the world into a shimmering wonderment. The firelights from the lanterns became diamonds, the blazes refracting light upon all, shining a warm glow and highlighted the rosy hue that began to unfold against Jose's cheeks.

His head felt slightly dizzy but in a pleasant way and he started to feel giddy. Jose was not an emotional drunk, nor was he a total staggering one, the booze often left him feeling revitalized and adventurous-he was always up for games or dancing or a fun fight after spending a good bit of coin at the bar. It also just made him extremely pleased with just about everything, and it made him forget-for the moment-all the horrors and blood he was and forever would be a witness to. Oh how alcohol was such a wonderous thing!

Because Jose's brain had more and more drink infusing itself within, he was able to bury the memories that Serenity had dredged up, even as they called out to him to witness again. He mentally flipped the swirling vortex off, he was getting drunk with a gorgeous woman and was in no mood to view things he could only get angered about. Besides, she seemed to not want to think about it and Jose was going to his duty to make her forget all of that if he could help it. This was a night of relaxing and fun, and gods strike him down if he was going to turn it into a feast for the broken.

He blinked, coming out of his internal musings as she laughed at him."Then greedy children we shall be for each other! I hold no qualms about that." He chuckled, delighted she wasn't into sharing either. Although he played the field quite regularly, when interested in a particular individual he liked to devote all of himself to them. Oh and how he would focus all of himself upon her later, it was a rather enslaving anticipation.

"And what a dream to dream... although I do fear that is all it will be for me. But it is no matter! you speak the truth likes the gods were pouring the words into your mouth!" He smiled kindly at her-how interesting, was she a deep thinker sort of drunk? Jose would find out soon enough he would think.

A wiry grin stretched his lips as she spoke again-he could tell the drink was really doing its damage and he drained his glass to ensure he'd be reaching that plateau as well. He didn't really have much responses to her words so just nodded and watched her every movement like she was the most engrossing piece of artwork, which to him, she absolutely was. He put on a look of shamelessness " I am the bookkeeper for all tales, m'lady! And trust, I am the man behind far more than stories." He winked like the devil and stroked the back of her hand that he was holding with his thumb and arched his own brow in return as she unflinchingly finished the drink. Damn was she impressive!

Jose slid off his own chair and picked up his coat from the stool, replacing the flask. He then picked up her black cloak moved very close to her warm form. He then swung the cape over her shoulders and tied the lacing for her, eyes all the while holding her gaze. His body was pressed against hers and without breaking eye contact he placed a few more gold pieces on the bar and snatched the wine bottle up.

" I would absolutely love to Miss. Caine" He quietly murmured, " Just show me the way "

[Serenity Caine]

Serenity chuckled, he was so amused with himself and his greed, or perhaps Serenity was the one amused; she could no longer tell as the drink was clouding her judgment; what was she thinking about again? Who knows; the gods seem to have me in their favour with everything else; I mean look at me! Talk about gifts! Serenity laughed, knowing full well most people stared just below her face. The topic of families and dreams were now lost on her, unless they were to sit down and actually discuss it.

He continued to stare at her, making her blush uncontrollably at this point. Well then I hope you stick around; I’d love to hear all your stories; and whatever else you’re the man behind. There was a sly tone in her voice, implying something while saying nothing. His wink cause butterflies to explode in her stomach, a small smile reaching her lips, and she looked down as she blushed, stunned by his charm.

She bowed her head lightly as he picked up her cloak, but grinned when he moved to put it on her, not having expected it. Why thank you Mr. Herrara. Such a gentlemen. She barely whispered, but he was close enough to hear her clearly. Her heart was pounding in her chest as they were pressed close, probably even hard enough for him to feel as he tied up the lacing. His eyes was piercing hers, emotion behind them that she couldn’t read.

His voice in that moment was like silk, though it snapped her out of her dream like state. But of course… Follow me darling. She lingered a moment longer as close as she was, her hand coming up to rest on his shoulder, sliding down his arm and part of his chest before she turned and began walking away, towards the door and outside.

Serenity would lead them to her house, 3 and a half blocks from the Bloody Mary, the sound slowly drifting off to a dull hum from blocks away. They would stumble about, Serenity bumping into him once or twice as they did. Then they would arrive at her home, and she would pull the keys out of a pocket in her cloak, pushing the door open and letting him in.

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Her laughter sank into his head and spun away with his thoughts, spiriting away all the discontent and his head swam a bit from her and his intoxication. As she spoke of her gifts he chuckled with her, he liked a woman who knew what she had and it was always wondrous when such a lady invited him to gander at her. With an overly animated expression he looked her body slowly up and down, a sloppy yet somehow still charming smile spread against his lips. The seriousness had evaporated for the time, this moment wasn’t for the future, but of the pleasure for the present and Jose intended to lap up every bit of the pleasure.

“ Gifts indeed! And in the spirit of the midwinter festivities, I do hope they are what you give to me.” His voice boisterous but yet still dipped in husk-even in a inclining drunken state he always managed to keep the allure a’flowing strong. Her blush was absolutely stunning and even though it may have been the drink causing the rise of colour he liked to believe it was he who was her undoing. This thought was reassured by her next words and tone of voice and responded in kind;

“Never do such a thing as to hope, Miss. Caine, it is for those who aren’t brave enough to take what they desire.” He lowered his voice some and pressed his lips to her ear, his breath whispering against the skin.” I will be sticking around, as you say, and I desire to take you.” His voice was velvet but assertive, like the desire was all he needed for it would always be what took him to the endgame. He wanted something, he worked for it and got it-it had always been this way.

He nodded his back to her as she thanked him, and he loved feeling her chest squeeze against his own and their forms were so close that her thundering heartbeat was pounding against his flesh and it ramped up his own heartbeat. Her excitement was his excitement, and it was invigorating just to be near her presence.

A devilish smile unfolded as he could tell she was in a daze and her lingering touches burned pleasurably against his flesh. Jose would follow her form out of the tavern with a few winding steps and a stagger here and there, all the while his gaze would shift to her sashaying bottom as the headed for her home.

Jose stepped over the threshold and awaited his gorgeous Serenity, his movements over exaggerated and a little less than graceful.

[Serenity Caine]

Serenity laughed, shaking her head at how utterly brash he was. She gave no other response however, not wanting to fuel his fire yet. Instead she responded to his second comment. That is a matter of opinion; for some people hope is all that keeps them alive in this world. She smiled, not intending to make such a deep remark, but shrugged it off afterward, smiling again as he flirted more.

Upon arriving, she opened the door, and allowed him to step inside ahead of her, closing the door behind them. The inside wasn’t much to look at yet, as she’d only moved in recently. The cottage is made out of stone and has a lower level, a small upper level, and a small cellar. The lower level consists of a great room, a kitchen, and a dining room. The upper level consists of a master bedroom and a small guest room. She had little things here and there, a kitchen table and chairs, cooking supplies, and another work table out in the great room, which is where they were. On the table, and sitting in various spots around it, were different fabrics, papers with designs on them, and delicate pieces to be attached to said fabrics. There was a crappy couch in the middle of the room, where Odette normally slept, though she wasn’t here this evening, or simply just not home yet.(?) There was also a makeshift rack near the back of the room, with various dresses hanging there, waiting to be brought to her store.

Its not much yet… I just moved here. Come upstairs? She led him to a stair case, going ahead up him, passing the guest room where Henry slept, unless he wasn’t home. She opened the door to her bedroom, which had actually progressed faster than the rest of her house. Most of her stuff from Haven was in here. She had a large bed against the left wall, with sheets she’d made herself from some of the fabrics Aria had brought her. It was a lovely ruby colour, with silver accents here and there. There was a large wardrobe against the wall facing the door, made of a dark brown wood. Next to the bed was a side table, but aside from that, there were still boxes left to be unpacked of random things she’d acquired but didn’t know where to put.

Welcome to my humble abode… She turned to her guest with a nervous smile, hoping he saw past the emptiness.

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Jose mulled over her words but gave none of his own and instead opted for silence such as she, giving a yielding expression. He was in no state to be debating on such belief systems,and her shrugging off herself gave him the impression that his reaction-or lack there of- would not be taken rude.

After entering her little cottage, his eyes lazily roamed on the somewhat bare surroundings and the tell-tale signs of a tailor. Jose stepped over to the table and fingered a piece of fabric in between his pointer and thumb, an amused half-grin lit up his features. His dark eyes lifted to the dresses in the corner and the smile grew slightly as she admired their handiwork. He didn't know if other's lived here and if this as their workstation but he held a feeling Serenity was the seamstress here-and his feelings were rarely mistaken. When she spoke to him, he swung his head around to meet her gaze and his long hair swept about his movements and fell into his partially fell into his face but not eyes.

" It's beautiful." His smile although still qutie goofy held a sincere note to it, and his voice was pure even when slightly mudeled by drink. Wine bottle still in hand, he bowed to her when asked to come upstairs and allowed himself to be led upward. Despite his increasingly drunken state he managed to keep his footing quite well-his natural grace served him well many a time and this night was no exception. He walked behind her and took a real gentle swig from the bottle, not wishing to seem barbaric but he hadn't spied any glasses in the greatroom and didn't wish to go rummaging about her kitchen.

Peering into her room he only had a smile for the gal, he found her nervousness to be entirely endearing and so he stuck a slender finger under her chin, lifting up and spoke " It is quite lovely my dear, and do I enjoy the bedding-passionate and elegant. " Jose removed his finger with a soft movement and had a quiet thought of her silly worries-like he would care if the room was a little bare-he was still holed up in the barracks at present and there wasn't much inside but a bed and mirror. He meant what he said of course; he always found red in the boudoir to be quite inviting-it was a place of pleasure and what screamed that more fiery tones? It suited the woman irregardless and as long as the sheets got rumpled by Ai's blessing Jose would be happy. True he was finding he wanted Serenity for more than a sleepless night but it was certainly a sweet goal of his.

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Serenity felt his finger under her chin, and her face flushed instantly, her brain under the influence. She tilted her head up to look at him, her eyes gazing lazily into his before looking over that gorgeous face again. Well, I like things to match my personality… I think I did a good job, wouldn’t you say? Serenity smiled slyly before moving away from him, turning her back to him and walking further into the room. When he would no doubt follow, she would walk back to the door and close it, locking it just in case one of her two roommates would return home; though she doubted it. If they weren’t home now, they wouldn’t be until morning.

Henry was probably off working with Kail, and Odette liked to roam, so she was probably asleep on a park bench. Once the door was locked, she turned to face him, her back pressed against the door with her hands behind her, her eyebrow raised suspiciously, and a small knowing smile on her lips. Her cheeks were flushed with drink. Got anymore on you, or do I need to find the wine from the kitchen? She asked, her voice soft and low, almost husky. She was flirting with her eyes and she knew it, raising them up and down his body, mentally undressing him from where she stood. But she would not move- no, he would have to come and take her to the bed if he wanted her; thats just how she played her game. She knew leaning forward just right, as she was, caused her already low cut dress to look even lower, her chest so pale in comparison to the red of the gown, popping out like two glistening orbs, connected to a perfectly sculpted neck and collar bone. She bit her lip softly, taunting him with her eyes and without saying a word.

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Her blush was inviting and he wanted to brush his lips against her rosy cheeks but stilled his movements. He reminded his muddled brain that all will come in due time. A charming smile blazed against his suppel lips, his teeth white against his tanned skin tone, and he only nodded in agreement to her words. He followed her into the bedroom and his heart picked up a beat when she locked the door behind them, sealing them and their behaviours inside. My, my, did this girl realize what an animal she had just uncaged?

Jose lifted up the bottle he still possessed from the bar and waggled it in the air slightly, the liquid sloshing around the inside. " No glasses I am afraid, we'll just have to drink long and deep then." His last words matching her own husky tone and he moved towards the busty red-head, his movements deliberate and had a slight sway. He could tell from her gaze exactly what was on her mind but he restrained himself and made his walk over agonizingly slow. With each step his eyes moved to appreciate various parts of her curvaceous body, and a hardness filled up his trousers as she made herself a picture of lust. The lip biting, the display of her glorious breasts was enough to rip off her clothes then and there but he liked their little game and wanted to drag it out for as long as possible. He reached her form and placed his hands on either side of her head, making his body a prison around her. He was close, but allowed an inch of space to remain between their bodies, not wanting to get lost in her just yet.

He took a hand and cupped it around her chin and delicately lifted her face upward as he placed the bottle's mouth to her own and tilted it upward, a trickle of liquid nearly spilling over. " Drink." was his soft command, his voice was like honey in tone but an air of dominance laced through. Serenity could break his hold and shove away the bottle with ease if this was not her desire, being gentle as he was, but his eyes gave her a look of a promise of inviting danger. Jose loved and appreciated women and meant them no harm but he could see she wanted him to be in control here, at least for a little while and so he indulged her. If she were to drink as he demanded, he would tip the bottle further so a small steady stream would pour out slowly, and he would hold it there until the bottle was half gone, removing it after the fact. With his free hand he slipped it to her laces and began to careful undo the bows and strings of the bodice, never breaking eye contact as she drank. If she denied the drink however, he would simply down half (or the rest of the bottle depending on her reaction) and then set it aside on a nearby box and return to his body-prison stance and undo her corset all the same.