The Bodyguard. (Laura)

[Uriel Mikhail]

The dancing was all to hot and Uriel just blurred. He didn't care about anyone this particular moment and he just grabbed her waist while she was shoving her as right to him which made his body a bit...hot. His hands worked it's way down to it's waist as he gripped them tighter, forcing her to close with much less force as he bent down and whispered at her ear "Perhaps I should just have fun this night, yes?" He asked, his lips getting dangerously close to her neck.

[Laura [Oce&Lucas]]

Uriel's hands suddenly went south as she ground all over the junction of his thighs. She could feel his body heat and it was enticing. She smiled to herself, her back facing his chest. All the time the nightclub lights flashed around, changing colors every two seconds, causing Ocean's eyes to sparkle. She arched her neck to the side, giving him better access to her neck and ear.
"Give in to your bad side." Do it, do it Uriel. The voice inside her head begged.

[Uriel Mikhail]

The feeling of the distance between them was just increasing, his hands kept creeping around her body while she kept pulling him closer. However, the moment she arched her back, Uriel was as deep into the trance as he was before. He couldn't stop. There was nothing wrong, tight? Sapphire wouldn't know...he didn't even know if she still cared, so without question, he pulled her close and his lips attached themselves to her neck,eagerly sucking on her neck with a long kiss. He couldn't help himself.

[Laura [Oce&Lucas]]

Ocean wanted it. She needed it. She pulled him closer to her, moaning as he sucked on her neck. She thrusted her pelvis against Uriel's jean clad crotch.
She felt her whole body warm up from the touch of his hands against her skin, his lips on her neck. The chemistry between them undeniable, an invisible tension of crackling energy. She broke away from his lips, and turned to face him. The way she looked at him, the curl that flopped in front of her eyes, the way she bit her bottom lip, it all screamed that she wanted him. Slowly, she lent in until their lips were almost touching; Uriel's gentle breath tickling Ocean's face and sending sparks of pleasure tingling down her spine...... she could just snog his face off.

[Uriel Mikhail]

He couldn't help it. And it's not like he wanted to. Sapphire wasn't on his mind at the moment. It was as if Oceaniana was just whispering evil things in his ears and he gladly obeys them. His lips to her neck was enough. But what if they would do more than that..? he couldn't bear the thought of that. But his body couldn't register his thoughts anyway.

His lips whispered to her ear while his hand visibly groped her butt. "Tell me, do you want me to stop?" His arms were still around her wais t but when she turned around and bit her lip, Uriel smiled evilly at her before lifting a finger and pushing the curl off, and he stared at her eyes before pulling close and just slamming his lips with hers.

[Laura [Oce&Lucas]]

Uriel smiled evilly at her. God! Everything he did was a huge turn on. She arched an eyebrown in silent questioning as e stared at her eyes.She could feel how wet she had been getting while grinding on him.

"No," Ocean gently whispered with the music. "I don't want you to stop." His lips slamme against hers. Her eyes fluttered close as she felt the rush of blood beneth the surface, her lips pulsing and searing excitedly at the mere touch of his against hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her. She pried open his lips with her tongue, allowing them to meet. Was Uriel a good kisser? That was the question right now, but she had many more that could be answered as well.

[Uriel Mikhail]

His lips felt wet, he couldn't even stop, his hands were still around her waist and he still pulled her close. His tongue basically invaded her mouth, his tongue wrestling with hers for control. He didn't care if this would mean a bullet through his head by his so called moya Oceaniana needed someone to hold on to as well...and he needed someone to treat him like a horse ready for a race, if you know what he means. The Russian slowly pulled her to a less secluded area. For measures, he didn't want her to be scandalized anyway.