It Happened at Wine Tasting...

[Kalina Volk]

Kalina wasn't so easily taken by men, but his statement would hold so much truth to it, she wondered if it was just because of the culture or because he could read her so well. Either way, it mattered little, since they were both passed that point where they shared that attraction for each other, now it was just a matter of time and how much they would make one another wait. The anticipation was killing her, though, even for something as simple as a kiss. He instead pulled back, and took her hand to kiss the top of it. Very gentleman like...very smooth.

"It sounds like the beginning to a good night." She told him. Arm in arm she followed his lead towards getting the bottle of wine, it was funny how she was so curious about him, about what he did, and now none of that really mattered, at least for the time being. Things were going to pick up, she could just feel it, but those words he told her still rang in her head, over and over again...she was the kind of girl who would do as she pleased, whatever that meant for the two of them tonight.

As soon as they arrived at the speeder, he let her in and asked about celebrating, toasting to a good night. Kalina reached over in the compartment and picked out two of the glasses, just as she replied to him with, "That sounds like an excellent idea." She held the glasses for him, so that he would be able to pour the wine into them while the speeder moved steadily. "What should we toast to tonight?"

[member="Bryn Vash"]

 

[Judah Lesan]

Anticipation, Bryn was ripe with it. The choice the kiss the top Kalina's hand had kept him from what he had truly wanted in that moment, the taste of her lips. The reward of patience was worth it all, however. Bryn had leanrned the rewarding pleasures that came with building the anticipation just right, and capturing the fruit of it when the release finally came. Just sitting with Kalina next to him, the scent of her perfume wafted to his nostrils, intoxicating him further. To say Bryn wanted to have her at this point was an understatement. There was a connection between them already. Whether it was the common home they shared, or something beyond, Bryn was looking forward to the pleasures which would come from such a connection.

The Merlot was poured into the offered glasses, as Bryn's eyes locked deep into the eyes of the woman next to him. They drank deep of her beauty, dipping slightly to gaze on her form once more. Taking the offered glass of wine, Bryn ponderred the question... What should the toast too?

He smirked as he rose the glass.

"To the anticipation of many wonderful plessures, and the reward that comes with its release," he said before taking a sip.

As Bryn removed the glass a bit of wine dropped onto his lip. The droplet rested on the plump padding of his lower lip. He looked to Kalina once again.

"Oops"

[member="Kalina Volk"]

 

[Kalina Volk]

Kalina thought of so many meanings and references to the toast that he made, but he would soon find out during their meeting that he would not be the kind of girl to just go home with him and lay in his bed. Kalina was a tangled web, she brought trouble and darkness wherever she went. She was unsure if he was that Force Sensitive, or if he could sense that she was, but saying that she was a Nightsister might give that away, at least to a certain extent. The girl was going to be different for him, she wanted to make sure of that. Just because they came from the same planet did not mean that she was like every other nightsister in the same ways. Some, perhaps, but not all of them.

"..and the reward that comes with it's release." She said after him, and put her glass to his. Her dark eyes stared at him, as she took a sip of her drink, and savored the taste. Not often did she drink, and when she did, it was not often that she had such fine wine and liquor at her disposal. When he removed the glass, she saw that he had a droplet of wine on his lower lip. She raised her eyebrows before she leaned in close to him, seeming as if she was going to kiss him, but instead, she let her free hand raise up to his cheek, and her hand ran over his skin while her thumb took the drop of wine off of his lip.

"You should be more careful." She teased him, and then she bought her thumb to her lips to taste that wine. "You would not want to waste a single drop...is that right?"

[member="Bryn Vash"]

 

[Judah Lesan]

Bryn was the first in his family to be force sensitive in 800 years or so. Not only could he tell Kalina was force sensitive, but he could sense her aura if he really pressed. Some may care about the darkness she brought wherever she went, but Bryn would not. Being raised among the nightsisters taught him to appreciate what it was they brought to the galaxy. He would not hide from what she carried with her, instead he would fully embrace it. There was a darkness in his family history. The extent of it was not fully known to him, but he would find it, and even then he would embrace it, even if he did not embrace the path that may be demanded of him.

This dance they played, going about the one thing both desired most in the moment, was building a high level of anticipation. Bryn could feel it growing within him as she leaned forward as if the kiss him, only at the last minute to wipe the wine from his lip with her thumb and deposit it on her own mouth. Bryn smirked as his mind recognized her actions as teasing, and raised a single brow.

"Not a single drop," he answered in return as his hand rose. The backs of his fingers gracefully caressed her soft cheek as his light eyes drank deep of the dark pools staring back at him.

She certainly was not like most nightsisters. Many would have simply taken charge at this point, taking what they wanted from him. No Kalina seemed skilled in the art of raising the anticipation, stoking the fires which burned within, and between them. His fingers moved just under her jawline as they moved teasingly down her neck and around to the back. His palm now held the base of her head lightly as he finally deemed to satisfy what they had both been craving.

"Lips can be as fine wine as well, and should not be wasted either," he said closing the distance and pressing his wine moistened lips to hers.

[member="Kalina Volk"]