Into the Pit -Xable-

[Bails]

Owning a demon isn't exactly a treat. Especially one as sullen as Xable had been since being released from Luc's care and placed into Tyr's. Though she'd been a little less like a caged tiger since he'd allowed her to start playing show and tell with his powers. She'd lead him to places he'd never imagined- Places only a mistress of Hell would know.

Today it was Tyr's turn. His Mother had summoned him to return to their ranks and he'd always heed her call. Waking up, he turned to face his bed mate; not expecting her to actually be sleeping. And he was right in his assumption. Xable was watching him cooly with her smokey gaze. It still spooked him how she sat so still-- Like a serpant ready to strike.

"Get up, poppet, we're going on a fieldtrip." Rousing himself, he slid from the silk sheets of his bed. Clothes appeared and covered his sinful form. "And think military garb. We're going into the pit."

[Xable McQueen]

"Call me poppet again and I'll break every bone in your body." Xable told him, dead serious. She watched him get out of bed. He definatly wans't much of a morning person. It was something she had learnt quickly, she'd also learnt morning sex put him in a much better mood than getting out of bed without it. Still, him dressing straight away meant this was something serious. Xable had only seen him react like this four times and two of those times he was called by the incubus to look after his precious little princess. Xable still hated second to her. In fact she hated being second to anything.

Her eyes trailed down his form, the buttons of his jacket, the black on black. She grinned, increasing her serpant appeal and crawled across the bed to the end. Stretching out her long frame, showing off the curve of her back and arch of her legs clothes took her shape. Xables version of military was perhaps more inhibited by Lust than Wrath. But he knew better than the stop her, or change her. It was easier for him, and better for his sex life, if he just let her have her own way.

She buttons the jacket, slowly over her bare breast and covered her collar. It was dull these days, instead of the sparklng sliver the watch had been under Luc's owner ship, it was duller almost grey or black under Tyr's. But still the clock charm ticked like a beating heart.

"This should be fun." She purred.

[Bails]

He chuckled at her aggression and further more at her outfit. But she'd been right, Tyr wouldn't change her. Not for the aggrivation it would cause. But his eyes watched her frame as she pulled on a jacket and bottoms. He held out his hand, gentlemanly, to her. "Come on then, not poppet, the pit awaits and the people we're meeting get very out of sorts when we're tardy."

[Xable McQueen]

She took his arm, fingers tailing over the firm bicep and smiled, slowly her mind ticked over what he had planned. After all, she loved a good puzzle and he was always such a good puzzle for her to crack. "Isnt that all the more reason to be late?" She murmured, sultry, as her fingers laced across the buttons on her coat, and down to his belt. "Are you sure you really want to go now, master?"

[Bails]

Tyr's hands took both of hers, not in an intimate hold but rather, it took her longer to pull away. "Actually, pet, we do need to go-" He leaned in, ghosting her throat with his lips. "But if you play well with the others, I'll give you a treat when we get home." Yes Tyr was sliding into full on Hell royalty mode.

[Xable McQueen]

"But I'm so impatient." She complained. "And I hate sharing my toys." Her mouth next to her ear made her pause for a while, and she let him hold her hands away from him. She was never very good at being powerless etc etc, unless she was trying to purposely bring anger out in him as that seemed to work well. But right then she didn't fight this. Something was clearly important to him, and for once she got to come and find out what rather than wait, chained to his bed, for him to return. Maybe she wouldnt be good... but she'd let her curiousity get the better of her. "As you wish." She murmured finally. "But don't think I'm letting you out of my sight, your not fully fledged yet." And her teased was dark and challanging.

[Bails]

"Oh right, Mistress of Hell. I'll be good and stay by your side- That is, if you do the same." He wrapped arms around her waist. "Now, take a deep breath and think of England." It was a tease back and flashed them downwards into the pit of his domain.

[Xable McQueen]

She laughed, keeping his arm, and letting him carry her away. Breathin in deeply as they landed she grinned. The peices clicking into place. Xable knew where they were and she knew what they had come to see. After all the air stank of muscle and sinew. Her grin grew, darkly. She definately had no promise to be good now.