Brig had managed to contain his intense emotional reaction toward seeing her again, but her human form was thousand times more alluring than her wolf form, so much so that it took everything not to kiss her right there in front of the Alpha and Hammer. Her scent was intoxicating, but being near her was almost painful.
Seeing her on the monitor didn't cause any of the same bodily reactions, but he wagered it was the intensity of her scent that overwhelmed him. He was fairly certain he wouldn't be able to even look at a photograph of her without becoming aroused.
Brig closed the door behind them as they exited. She turned back to look at him. Her eyes slowly rose and he literally felt them travel up from his chest, across his lips, up into his eyes. They held the stare for a few moments before he decided to get it over with and he moved past her, back out toward the Den. Hopefully being outside would temper the sensation of her scent.
Instead of walking just slightly behind him, she walked even with him. Everything about her was defiant, like she was purposely trying to piss him off. Other women had been so different; Carol, who would immediately entwine her arm with his or Kai who would lazily bump into him, drawing attention to herself, or even Danielle Martin, the pixie like girl he helped with her flat car tire. Women just seemed to be drawn toward his charm and accepted the role of female to his male, but not this one. She seemed irritated with him. Their situation was awkward, he admitted that much to himself, but they both started off their professional relationship on the wrong foot, to put it lightly. Watching her with the Alpha, who might not have appreciate her kind being on his property and being told that the family Elders wished it, Vivienne was very clear with her words and body language; she feared nothing and no one. No disrespect though, not toward the Alpha, but to Hammer or himself? Brig bristled thinking about her insolence.
It was almost as if she thought she belonged in Kadzait.
Her scent intensified just then and he barely managed to quell down a gasp, turning it into a hiss through his teeth. She had shaken her low ponytail out and in the corner of his eye he could see the long tresses, soft chocolate brown with highlights of gold glinting in the warm sun, just like her eyes. Brig nearly tripped up the entrance steps just thinking of it. Opening the door for her, he held his breath as she passed him and into the Den. They moved slowly toward the elevators when he stopped her.
'No.'
'Excuse me?' There was the slight annoyance again. He felt his eyes narrow in return.
'Quicker if we take the stairs.'
Brig held his hand out, now pleased with his choice of reaching her quarters. He didn't like her insolence, but then she seemed to only do it with him. Convincing himself he didn't care, he would at least see her shake that ass going up the stairs.
'Second floor.'
Vivienne glared at him with her almond shaped eyes and let him see her irritation with him. But she stepped in front of him, pulling up on her skirt with her right hand, her left holding the rail.
Oh and those hips did sway.
Grinning to himself, Brig followed her. His eyes watched her hips and then strayed to the hand on the rail. Slowly he reached out and touched the rail and the wake of her hand. He felt a bit of her again, something more tangible than her scent and he caught her looking to the side at his hand behind her. Once they reached the top, Brig pulled his hand away and rubbed his fingers, feeling her invisible imprint. He could not resist touching his fingers to his lips, brushing his tongue against his skin, wanting to taste her, hoping he could. Dropping his hand, he passed her again and headed off to the right and stopped at the last door in that hallway.
Opening the door, he pushed it open for her and held his hand out. Vivienne brushed up against him as she passed through the door frame. He didn't know if it was on purpose or because he hadn't moved completely out of the way.
It still made him smile.
You have stolen me, you have broken me
You gave me this
Made me give
Your silver grin
still sticking it in
You have some machine soul machine
Soul of Machine
The longest kiss
Feeling furniture days
Drift madly to you
Pollute my heart; Drain
You have stolen me
broken me
stolen me
broken me
- Mouth by Bush
Viv stepped out of the Alpha's office and felt the presence of the Commander behind her as he closed the door. Taking two steps forward, she turned and was met with his chest. He was easily a foot taller than she was, another indication that she obviously did not fit into this pack's world, but she kept her face neutral, bordering annoyance, as she slowly looked up into his face.
He was staring down his nose at her; his body language was professional and rigid. With a polite nod, she looked back toward the stairs, leading back out of the building. If there were words for the tense moment, she could not find them. The Commander looked past her and finally moved away from the Alpha's office door, leading her back across the Tikerak, to the Den.
Viv decided to stay even with him instead of one step behind. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed him noticing her presence on his left. If he had anything to say, he showed no signs of even trying. Their body language spoke volumes; it was strained, awkward, indifferent and it took everything not rub her body up against him.
Shaking her head slightly, she tried ignoring his scent that was constantly assaulting her senses. Reaching up, she pulled the ponytail holder out of her long hair and ran her hand through the length of it, pulling it over her shoulder. Viv heard the Commander hiss air through his mouth, but nothing else. Looking at her hair, she realized she probably wasn't helping things. Was her scent that strong to him, even outdoors? His was as intense as fresh blood and one hundred times more mesmerizing. Mentally she ignored her need to take a deep breath, but could not help herself.
The thrill of his scent rose from the pit of her stomach, into her chest, and finally up into her head. It made her hunger for him and dizzy with want. This was nothing she had ever felt before, not even in the heat of battle or gorged with fresh kill. Her body tingled, willing her toward him, to be close to him and to feel his hands on her. It took everything to maintain her normal gait as they reentered the Den.
As they approached a flight of stairs, she could see an elevator just beyond it and was suddenly very nervous. She did not want to be in a small, confined place with him. The starch of her white button-up was suddenly very hard against her skin as she felt a slight sheen of sweat break out.
'No.'
Stopping, Viv looked at the Commander. 'Excuse me?'
He had stopped in front of the stairs and pointed up. 'Quicker if we take the stairs.'
Viv looked up and shrugged noncommittally. He held his hand out for her to precede him.
'Second floor,' he said with his eyes hooded in flush that she noticed on his skin.
Viv glared at him and rolled her eyes as she turned and took the steps up. He followed directly behind her and she decided if she actually ever became on speaking terms with him, Viv would so fucking rip him one for this.
Brig Jameson
14 years ago
Vivienne Sena
14 years ago
Her stomach was tied up in a thousand knots as he followed her up the stairs. Out of spite, or maybe because she needed to feel him, Viv brushed by him as he showed her the door to her new quarters.
This was more like it, she thought to herself. The Grand Piazza suite was just too much for one person and just wasn't done to her taste. It was very Louis the whatever, and although she preferred a more minimalistic, modern style, she appreciated the softness of the design this room had. Dark hardwood floors, soft dark red leather couches, and fresh flowers on a corner table. It looked like a bedroom off to her left and a kitchen to her right with a sitting area preceding it. It was very cozy.
The soft click of the door made her turn and to see the Commander standing inside her room. She wasn't surprised or maybe she had been hopeful he would stay since it didn't startle her to see him. The Commander did not hesitate to cross the room to where she was standing and did not stop till he was directly in front of her. This time he tilted his head down at her instead of looking down his nose, and his face was calm, but his eyes half closed. He just stood there, quietly.
Viv returned his stare, her heart threatening to jump out of her chest and do the tango on the ground between them. She kept her outward reaction in check, merely looking at him as he looked at her, but when he clenched his jaw and gave her just a hint of a smile, she became undone.
They both reached for each other at the same time, his hands into her hair and her arms on his chest, her hands reaching up and over, digging her nails into his back. His kiss was deep and unashamed as he crushed her lips with his. Viv heard herself whimper with want and he took it as a signal to continue, pushing her up against the opposite wall.
Viv let out a pained grunt but kept kissing him back as he lifted her waist high on him and slid his hands up her skirt, roughly pushing it up to her hips. They pulled away with their foreheads pressed together as her hands undid his belt buckle and camouflage button fly while he gripped her shirt and ripped it open, scattering buttons in every direction. Quickly she pulled him out while he ripped at her panties and lifted her onto him, quickly sliding inside her. The sharpness from the force of him made her cry out in something close to pain, but more like pleasure.
The Commander grabbed her hips so hard his fingers bruised her skin and he pushed hard up into her, rocking back and forth, up and down. Dropping his mouth, he bit at the soft skin between her breasts and grunted as he fucked her hard.
Viv wrapped her arms around his neck and dug her nails into his skin, half gasping, and half grunting into his ear. His smell was everywhere, from the salt sweat on his neck to the achingly potent aroma of his groin. Viv rocked her hips, meeting him as he started to shove in her and his teeth found her nipples. The entire act was painful but erotic, sensual but excruciating. They pulled back, their mouths open, gasping for breath as their eyes stared hard at each other.
Viv pulled at his hands, pushing them off her hips as she slid off and down him. Reaching around him, she pulled at the waistband of his camouflage pants and pushed him back toward the couch. He grinned, looking at her body as she pushed him back and he landed on the couch, moving it back a good two feet. Viv stood in front of him and hiked up her skirt, letting him see her brown legs and the curve of her hips as she straddled him on the couch, wasting no time and pushed him back inside her.
The Commander gasped with a grimace and grabbed her hips roughly again, pulling her down on top of him. Viv pulled off her shirt and threw it behind her, now naked from the waist up. He closed his mouth and breathed hard through his nose, watching as her body moved on top of him. She leaned forward and captured his mouth with hers and played with his tongue, biting on his lips as she felt the both of them near their end together. They moaned, grinding together hard and fast. She could not get enough of this man and as she felt her orgasm take her, his grip on her tightened, crushing her ribs as he pulled her close and together they climaxed just as someone knocked on the door.
Viv blinked.
Swallowing, she reached up and pushed through her long hair, rubbing the back of her neck as the Commander turned to look at the door behind him. He gave her a final look and walked to it.
It was Charlie, his Sergeant. 'Ma'am, I have your things.'
Viv felt the flush of her arousal turn to embarrassment as she realized she just fantasized about fucking the Commander with him standing right in front of her. With a smile she broke off her thought and walked to the door.
'Aw, thank you Sergeant Hammond. It's Charlie, isn't it?'
'Yes, Ma'am.' Charlie replied with a blushing smile.
Putting her hand on his forearm, she patted it. 'Is it because you're third in Command or does it just sound better than Chester?' Viv grinned at him, pushing her tongue up against her front teeth. Instinctively she flirted with the Sergeant; it would make his interview easier later.
'Uh...' Charlie blushed and then looked at the Commander who tipped his head toward the exit.
'Ma'am,' he said with a nod and exited.
This was more like it, she thought to herself. The Grand Piazza suite was just too much for one person and just wasn't done to her taste. It was very Louis the whatever, and although she preferred a more minimalistic, modern style, she appreciated the softness of the design this room had. Dark hardwood floors, soft dark red leather couches, and fresh flowers on a corner table. It looked like a bedroom off to her left and a kitchen to her right with a sitting area preceding it. It was very cozy.
The soft click of the door made her turn and to see the Commander standing inside her room. She wasn't surprised or maybe she had been hopeful he would stay since it didn't startle her to see him. The Commander did not hesitate to cross the room to where she was standing and did not stop till he was directly in front of her. This time he tilted his head down at her instead of looking down his nose, and his face was calm, but his eyes half closed. He just stood there, quietly.
Viv returned his stare, her heart threatening to jump out of her chest and do the tango on the ground between them. She kept her outward reaction in check, merely looking at him as he looked at her, but when he clenched his jaw and gave her just a hint of a smile, she became undone.
They both reached for each other at the same time, his hands into her hair and her arms on his chest, her hands reaching up and over, digging her nails into his back. His kiss was deep and unashamed as he crushed her lips with his. Viv heard herself whimper with want and he took it as a signal to continue, pushing her up against the opposite wall.
Viv let out a pained grunt but kept kissing him back as he lifted her waist high on him and slid his hands up her skirt, roughly pushing it up to her hips. They pulled away with their foreheads pressed together as her hands undid his belt buckle and camouflage button fly while he gripped her shirt and ripped it open, scattering buttons in every direction. Quickly she pulled him out while he ripped at her panties and lifted her onto him, quickly sliding inside her. The sharpness from the force of him made her cry out in something close to pain, but more like pleasure.
The Commander grabbed her hips so hard his fingers bruised her skin and he pushed hard up into her, rocking back and forth, up and down. Dropping his mouth, he bit at the soft skin between her breasts and grunted as he fucked her hard.
Viv wrapped her arms around his neck and dug her nails into his skin, half gasping, and half grunting into his ear. His smell was everywhere, from the salt sweat on his neck to the achingly potent aroma of his groin. Viv rocked her hips, meeting him as he started to shove in her and his teeth found her nipples. The entire act was painful but erotic, sensual but excruciating. They pulled back, their mouths open, gasping for breath as their eyes stared hard at each other.
Viv pulled at his hands, pushing them off her hips as she slid off and down him. Reaching around him, she pulled at the waistband of his camouflage pants and pushed him back toward the couch. He grinned, looking at her body as she pushed him back and he landed on the couch, moving it back a good two feet. Viv stood in front of him and hiked up her skirt, letting him see her brown legs and the curve of her hips as she straddled him on the couch, wasting no time and pushed him back inside her.
The Commander gasped with a grimace and grabbed her hips roughly again, pulling her down on top of him. Viv pulled off her shirt and threw it behind her, now naked from the waist up. He closed his mouth and breathed hard through his nose, watching as her body moved on top of him. She leaned forward and captured his mouth with hers and played with his tongue, biting on his lips as she felt the both of them near their end together. They moaned, grinding together hard and fast. She could not get enough of this man and as she felt her orgasm take her, his grip on her tightened, crushing her ribs as he pulled her close and together they climaxed just as someone knocked on the door.
Viv blinked.
Swallowing, she reached up and pushed through her long hair, rubbing the back of her neck as the Commander turned to look at the door behind him. He gave her a final look and walked to it.
It was Charlie, his Sergeant. 'Ma'am, I have your things.'
Viv felt the flush of her arousal turn to embarrassment as she realized she just fantasized about fucking the Commander with him standing right in front of her. With a smile she broke off her thought and walked to the door.
'Aw, thank you Sergeant Hammond. It's Charlie, isn't it?'
'Yes, Ma'am.' Charlie replied with a blushing smile.
Putting her hand on his forearm, she patted it. 'Is it because you're third in Command or does it just sound better than Chester?' Viv grinned at him, pushing her tongue up against her front teeth. Instinctively she flirted with the Sergeant; it would make his interview easier later.
'Uh...' Charlie blushed and then looked at the Commander who tipped his head toward the exit.
'Ma'am,' he said with a nod and exited.
Brig Jameson
14 years ago
They didn't speak as they stood there in the center of the room. Brig looked down at her and she returned the glare with her golden brown eyes. Suddenly her scent wafted toward him again, sweet and palatable. It made him almost sway on his feet. He could see the swell of her breasts, her slim hour-glass figure beneath her black skirt that he realized was split into three panels. Brig looked at her, starting at her feet back up into her face and made no attempt to hide it. They stood there, in the center of the room, and he wondered what she was thinking just then.
Was it the same for her when he first entered the Alpha's office? The initial shock as they recognized each others scents, swallowing the embarrassment as they both controlled their outward reactions? Or the sudden need to touch, skin to skin, letting their scents claim the other? He felt a smile tug at the corner of his mouth when her pupils suddenly grew large and slightly unfocused.
Brig watched in utter fascination as a blush started from her neck and worked its way up to her cheeks; as tan as her skin was, it was so apparent that he wanted to reach out and touch her, letting his fingers feel the hotness of it. Her mouth opened slightly and he felt himself sway closer, only barely stopping himself.
What was she thinking of right then? Of him? Being alone in this room and standing so close that Brig could feel the warmth of her breath? His hands twitched as he held back from touching her, but he wanted to...so badly. This was nothing he had ever felt before; this need and want being so tangible and painful at the same time.
Her brown eyes locked with his and as he opened his mouth, all ready to lean into her and let whatever happens happen, someone knocked on the door loudly behind him.
Brig blinked slowly and turned to look at it. With a glance back over his shoulder at her, he walked up to the door and opened it. It was his Sergeant who had come with her things. Brig heard her heels click up behind him and she thanked Charlie who seemed enthralled by her friendly demeanor. Irritation crept up into his shoulders again and he nodded toward the door, dismissing his Piper.
Then again they were alone. Brig's hand was on the door holding it slightly ajar and Vivienne took a step back as her hand grabbed the back of her hair and pulled it forward over her right shoulder. Again her scent sent tremors up his long body and he gripped the door to keep himself from picking her up and taking her into the bedroom, doing anything and everything to and with her. Instead, Brig took a breath through his mouth and opened the door wider.
She moved out of his way as he opened it just enough for him to walk out.
Was it the same for her when he first entered the Alpha's office? The initial shock as they recognized each others scents, swallowing the embarrassment as they both controlled their outward reactions? Or the sudden need to touch, skin to skin, letting their scents claim the other? He felt a smile tug at the corner of his mouth when her pupils suddenly grew large and slightly unfocused.
Brig watched in utter fascination as a blush started from her neck and worked its way up to her cheeks; as tan as her skin was, it was so apparent that he wanted to reach out and touch her, letting his fingers feel the hotness of it. Her mouth opened slightly and he felt himself sway closer, only barely stopping himself.
What was she thinking of right then? Of him? Being alone in this room and standing so close that Brig could feel the warmth of her breath? His hands twitched as he held back from touching her, but he wanted to...so badly. This was nothing he had ever felt before; this need and want being so tangible and painful at the same time.
Her brown eyes locked with his and as he opened his mouth, all ready to lean into her and let whatever happens happen, someone knocked on the door loudly behind him.
Brig blinked slowly and turned to look at it. With a glance back over his shoulder at her, he walked up to the door and opened it. It was his Sergeant who had come with her things. Brig heard her heels click up behind him and she thanked Charlie who seemed enthralled by her friendly demeanor. Irritation crept up into his shoulders again and he nodded toward the door, dismissing his Piper.
Then again they were alone. Brig's hand was on the door holding it slightly ajar and Vivienne took a step back as her hand grabbed the back of her hair and pulled it forward over her right shoulder. Again her scent sent tremors up his long body and he gripped the door to keep himself from picking her up and taking her into the bedroom, doing anything and everything to and with her. Instead, Brig took a breath through his mouth and opened the door wider.
She moved out of his way as he opened it just enough for him to walk out.
Vivienne Sena
14 years ago
Viv forced herself to step back, allowing the Commander to leave. He was half out the door when he turned to look at her again. Raising her eyebrows, she blinked slowly at him, letting the irritation color her face and slump her shoulders. Right then she realized she wanted him out of her room, away from her, scent and all. Something as simple as pheromones should not be having this type of affect on her and it began to anger her. Viv reached up and put her hand just below his on the door.
The Commander looked at her hand and then dropped his, well away from touching hers. He backed out the door completely and turned with his eyes on hers until the last moment, leaving without a word.
Then, he was gone.
Viv pushed the door a little too hard and it slammed shut. Maybe it was intentional, but the result of it pushed his scent back in her direction and it flooded her senses. The Commander was gone but still very much there, his scent lingering in the air and on her. Pressing her head against the door, she inhaled deeply and winced at the power of it.
'Fucker, god,' Viv mumbled angrily as she pushed off the door and began to undress, heading for the shower to try and erase his scent off her.
((OOC - Brig and Viv out))
Continues in - Prison Rules
The Commander looked at her hand and then dropped his, well away from touching hers. He backed out the door completely and turned with his eyes on hers until the last moment, leaving without a word.
Then, he was gone.
Viv pushed the door a little too hard and it slammed shut. Maybe it was intentional, but the result of it pushed his scent back in her direction and it flooded her senses. The Commander was gone but still very much there, his scent lingering in the air and on her. Pressing her head against the door, she inhaled deeply and winced at the power of it.
'Fucker, god,' Viv mumbled angrily as she pushed off the door and began to undress, heading for the shower to try and erase his scent off her.
((OOC - Brig and Viv out))
Continues in - Prison Rules