Ok this has less of a purpose than the last log I posted with Tiph and Dar but it's still good RP, hell, we are some of the best FFers on AIM, so what did you expect? This all took place in chaotic Gaming while either ignoring or bitching at the idiot PHOE... Anyways, read, and take notes, and learn. ^_^

DarianNightshade: ::Darrian quickly strode into the room, having followed an all too familiar scent into the place, as much as he loathed the entry of this piss hole... he needed to see his wife... His shoes made sharp stacatto clacks as he eshewed his normally silent entry::

Tiph Nightshade: ::She appeared suddenly a few feet inside the door, feeling less than up to the usual swirling cyclone of atomic masses bit... and settled on a more traditional entrance... well, as traditional as suddenly simply appearing was. Running a calm hand through chestnut locks, she played glowing sapphire twins to the floor and thought::

DarianNightshade: ::He had just seated himself, when he saw his baby... He quickly stood and made his way to the door, took her in his lean arms and dipped her. He planted a soft deep kiss on her warm lips, and grinned as he righted her::

Tiph Nightshade: ::She greeted her love warmly, happily drawn up into his strong arms, and more happily kissed. She blinked slowly once while still off her balance, long lush lashes selfishly concealing her glowing alien twins, and reluctantly released their view again, and she gazed into his face, smiling...::

DarianNightshade: ::he nuzzled his baby gently, pressing his cheek to hers and slowly moving his head up and down, smiling warmly at her.:: I missed you sweetie... ::He whispered softly, before kissing her again, and lifting her, one arm in the crook of her knees, and the other about her waist, to transport her to the couch with him, where he gently lay her down on his lap, and held her close to him from behind::

Tiph Nightshade: ::Her toned figure still apparent, though she was somewhat drowning in the suit, and being cradled by her husband. She turned her head slowly to the side and pressed thin, soft red lips to his cheek before whispering in a smooth, loving tone:: I missed you too baby ::She smiled faintly, and raised her hands to delicately remove his ever present shades, and stare into his eyes, which were almost hypnotizing:: Have I told you baby, that your eyes are eerily gorgeous?

DarianNightshade: ::He grinned slightly as he sarcastically shook his head... His newly cut pageboy hair (which ended now at the jawline all the way around) flipped about a tad... He wasn't used to it, but he decided to try something new for a time... He slightly leaned back and tugged her with him into a warm, tender, and loving embrace:: all the time sweetie.... ::He murmured::

Tiph Nightshade: ::She grinned, wrapping her arms about him, inspecting the new haircut with a critical eye...:: I like... ::she muttered softly:: Then again I don't think you could look bad even if they completely butchered your hair. Aren't I just a lucky little... ::she paused to search for the adequate word:: bitch? ::accompanied by a light smirk::

DarianNightshade: ::He chuckled softly, a deep rich tone:: No... more like goddess... ::He licked her lips softly, the black barbell tongue piercing lightly flicking out, and then clacking faintly on one of his fangs as he smirked at his baby::

Tiph Nightshade: Mmm, goddess works for me... but I am not giving up bitch just yet. ::She grinned and returned the kinky gesture, licking his lips back teasingly before pulling away, a playful glint in her glowing eyes::

DarianNightshade: ::Kinky? Hell worked for us... He licked her tongue and then playfully nipped at it, his sparkling emerald pools dancing with delight at her taste...::

Tiph Nightshade: ::His shades were carelessly dropped at her side, and she ran her fingers through his freshly cropped raven locks, twirling one group of strands around her finger while she nipped at his nose... getting perhaps too playful, childish almost, but she could care less; her beloved was here, and so nothing else mattered, or even registered at all, and she never had been one to care about keeping up appearances, so if she looked like a child, she couldn't care less::

DarianNightshade: ::Darrian tilted his head slightly to the side, and into her cheek, a little soft tap on her cheek... He rested his forehead lightly on her shoulder, and sighed, becomming bored with this place, and wanting to leave... But would rather not stop cuddling his baby. He wrapped his lean arms about her waist gently, and softly kissed the side of her neck, little itty bitty butterfly kisses up and down the side of her gracefully curved neck::

Tiph Nightshade: ::she shivered, the much craved presence of his arms about her, and the soft tiny kisses spilling over her sensitive neck relaxing, soothing, calming her; she noticed less and less the monotony and mindlessness of the rest of the room... all she was aware of now, was him::

DarianNightshade: ::He opened his mouth a little further, and his warm breath spilled over the side of her neck, smelling like wintergreen... Those razored fangs softly scraping at the side of her neck as he slid his mouth down slowly, accompanied by the tip of his soft tongue::

Tiph Nightshade: ::She readily lost herself to him, nowhere near to being conscious of anything else, feeling the slight warmth of his lean, perfectly toned body against hers, breathing in his scent... she could become intoxicated with it... reveling in his manner, which succinctly complimented her own... how these two got along, could there be a better match in all this realm? she doubted it, shivering, helpless to do anything but as he played with her neck... [wasn't this her job?] ::

DarianNightshade: ::He slowly sunk his fangs into the side of her neck, a little to the left of where it joins her trapezeus muscle, and low, near the bottom of the neck... something about a certain spot there he kept being reminded of... His arms tightened minutely as he contentedly clacked the black barbell against his left fang, which was only half sunk in ny now... Darrian preferred to take his time with these things::

Tiph Nightshade: ::She closed her eyes and arched her head back, craning her neck gracefully in the opposite direction, showing a gentle kind of submission to him... as if she would ever in hell object... after the first time she had been won over... she gasped faintly, which was something of a struggle to accomplish, considering that she was trying all the while not to moan::

DarianNightshade: ::He slowly dug his fangs in deeper, a soft, almost animalistic growl issuing forth as he fed from his love. His carmel skinned hands slowly began to slide up and down the sides of her pilfered suit clad body, enjoying the feel of her against him immensly::

Tiph Nightshade: ::She was still trying to control herself, the sensations that always had accompanied this more than enough to send her into another... state of being, I suppose it could be said... and had she been the timid type... no way would she do this here... but at least he didn't demand the thigh... gotta draw the line somewhere::

DarianNightshade: ::He considered the thigh, but that was inappropriate for this given time and place... he was content for the moment with her neck, and his hands slipping up and down her lithe and toned form, as she lay back against him... One hand left her side and slowly sifted through her hair... he loved the way her hair fell over her shoulders..::

Tiph Nightshade: ::she leaned her head slightly into his hand, the warm shade of chestnut brown tresses cascading down over his hand, her shoulders, and down further... long, silken, luxurious even; it was something of an obsession to keep it nothing short of perfect. As he drank from her, a strange and sensual knot began in the pit of her stomach and slowly made it's way out, to consume her completely, throwing her mind into a level of sheer, perfect pleasure::

DarianNightshade: ::He slowly withdrew his fangs, as they had served their puropse, and were no longer needed, but kept his lips locked about the side of her neck, allowing his tongue, and barbell to gently play over the twin holes in her pale neck as he swallowed large mouthfulls of her delicious blood::

Tiph Nightshade: ::She moaned softly, unable to contain it any longer. She shifted her scant weight in his lap, in such a place [mentally] so as to give the feeling of being half there, and half somewhere else, a million times better... the sweet sensuality that this brought to her... left something to be desired? hardly... though it did always leave her in wishes that it not have stopped nearly so soon::

DarianNightshade: ::He slowly withdrew, full and content. He licked his fangs slowly, clean of the mako stain back to the pearly white they were. He let out a soft cross of a growl and a yawn and licked the twin holes in her neck closed slowly with his warm silky tongue::

Tiph Nightshade: Tired love? ::she managed to inquire, her speech somewhat slurred, but only slightly, the desirable effects of the feeding not having dissipated fully yet::

DarianNightshade: ::he nodded faintly, another slight yawn issuing forth from his fanged maw:: H... ::Yawn... he was tired from his occupation as well...:: How is Damian?

Tiph Nightshade: Damian... is trying endlessly to escape me and fly his round little Armani clad ass to hell knows where... and I spent the morning on several wild Damian chases... luckily for me, I am much faster than he. Oh god ::she laughed:: That rhymed

DarianNightshade: ::He chuckled lightly, giddy from his predicament:: He is a little hell raiser isn't he my darling?

Tiph Nightshade: Takes after you now, or so it would seem. ::and she smirked at him, that trademark Tiphareth expression which he no doubt could never get enough of.:: Quite the little hellraiser... course that's not such a bad thing

DarianNightshade: ::he slowly ran his tongue up the side of her neck... from the collarbone to her earlobe, and smirked, undoubetly she couldn't get enough of his necking either...:: Lucky kid I guess...

Tiph Nightshade: ::she moaned faintly, loud enough only for him to be able to pick up on it, finally regaining a bit of sense, she remastered the use of her limbs and caressed her fingers through his soft raven hair, warm fingertips gently massaging his head::

DarianNightshade: ::He tilted his head into her touch slightly, and if he were able to purr, chances are he would have. He was tense as hell, assassins are not known for being too flippant... Those unshaded eyes slowly closed as she massaged his scalp..::

Tiph Nightshade: ::she sighed contentedly, and tenderly kept that up, her small warm hands making quick work of a small portion of his stress... she rose to her feet and walked to the back of the couch, after kissing him full on the lips, and began to firmly massage his shoulders, easing the tensed muscles, relaxing him...::

DarianNightshade: ::He tilted his head back slowly, sighing softly, contentedly as she massaged his tight, tense shoulders... Damn jobs, soon enough he could quit, and that would be all she wrote...::

Tiph Nightshade: ::She grinned wickedly and bent forward to nibble on his ear for a moment, and worked the shoulder muscles more firmly for a time, before moving on to his neck... we were damn good at this, having put many a person to sleep with the patented Tiphy neckrub::

DarianNightshade: ::His eyes drooped for a second, then shot back open... Teeth on him... he wasn't going to sleep now... He shifted slightly in his seat, a slight moan being suppressed by him with no little amount of control::

Tiph Nightshade: ::She pressed her thumbs over the muscles in his neck, working them into submission; those tiny hands were stronger than they looked... Jenova hybrid after all... looks proved very much deceiving in this, and a few other matters... which would remain nameless, for now... she was tireless, soothing him slowly, easing the tension out of him::

DarianNightshade: ::He sighed softly, his eyes slowly slipping closed, and he kind of well... drooped forward, half awake and half asleep, in a land of pleasure...::

Tiph Nightshade: ::She smiled, deeply pleased to see him so content, relaxed, and thought better than to bring up her recent brush with Sephiroth for now... later, there would be plenty of time for such things... shaking her head slightly, trying to clear her mind, she never let up with the soothing stimulation to his neck, and leaned down to plant a sweet kiss on the top of his head::