Continuing a bad idea - White's Funhouse

He gave her a soft kiss. "Was I complaining?"

She laughed as she kissed him, shaking her head.

"No. But I got the distinct impression that you had something different in mind for this evening."

He gave a slight shake of his head, grinning. "I am a master of improvisation."

She laughed again, sitting up and starting to put her dress to rights. She winked at him, though she didn't move from where she perched, on top of him.

"I wouldn't want to ruin your plans, though. So again, I apologize."

"Don't worry about it. I've decided to use my original plan on another night." he watched her dress. "Truly, we can do anything."

She managed to get herself mostly put together. Then she smiled at him.

"Aye. But I wouldn't want to ruin your plans. If not your original plans, what might you want to do this evening?" She still hadn't bothered to move off of his lap, even while straightening her dress.

"I am at your mercy, Mister White."

He laughed. "My my. You are in a trusting mood tonight."

She turned to blink at him.

"I put myself into your care once before."

"True." he caressed her cheek.

"Tell me..." his voice dropped. "How did it feel to break?"

She smiled as she looked down at him.

"Odd. But it was very, very nice."

He nodded, grinning. "Very good. Tell me." he tilted his head. "Do you possess the gift of sight?"

The question seemed a bit odd. She tilted her head and looked at him in a confused manner.

"In several different forms. Why do you ask?"

"I want to see what you see." he smiled. "I want to see what happens to your aura when we make love."

Both brows lifted now, and she looked at him, amused. A slight smirk crossed her lips.

"I do not know how you classify this situation, Mister White. But I can tell you that whatever we might do together, I'm not sure I would call it 'making love'."

He raised an eyebrow at her. "Would you rather I call it fucking you until you break?"

She laughed in an amused sort of way. She leaned over and kissed his forehead.

"As vulgar the terminology, it would be more accurate."

His hand slid down her side. "You enjoy putting yourself in my hands, don't you?"

She smiled as he touched her, arching to his fingers.

"Yes."

"Mmm." he nuzzled her neck. "So. Can you show me? Your aura when I touch you, I mean."

(OOC: Sneaky Setite's roundabout wait of asking you to teach him Auspex... )

(OOC: Oh, I know.)

She laughed, and ran her hand through his hair.

"Not yet, I can't. You first have to be able to open yourself up and heighten your senses. Eventually, though, sure. I can teach you to read auras."

He raised an eyebrow. "Heighten your senses, eh?" his hand caressed up towards her neck. "Is that what you've been doing?"

She laughed as she shook her head.

"I haven't, to this point. I can if you want, though."

"I want you to do both. I want you to teach me, as I enhance your pleasure."

She laughed, reaching over to run her hands through his hair.

"Sure thing. It'll cost you for the teaching, though."

He chuckled, wrapping his hands around her waist. "I see. What would you like?"