Friggin Gele

[Caj]

Blah blah BLAH. The hell were these people even saying? Why the hell was he even here? His friend wanted to visit the place for some.. historical exploration? The hell did that even mean? The lengths he would go for the few actual friends he ACTUALLY had. Oh well, he could survive a little torture.. right? Of all places though, why did it have to be Vaingloria? The place was crawling with the Gele maggots he couldn't stand. They were all so full of themselves and the assholes just threw La Cerise aside as if it were nothing (In Caj vision, anyways). Ft, Fuck them. Fuck their mothers and fuck their stupid king that he hated. "Helloooo.." OH and fuck their language. He couldn't speak it, so as he stood there, hissing at a vender, the man just tilted his head. Caj was ready to beat his head off a wall by the time he'd been there for ten minutes. LANGUAGE BARRIES! URRGGGGGG! Caj wanted to split a few heads just to see if the words were magically there. MAYBE. Of course, he knew words weren't just magically placed in people's skulls. So people didn't bleed language knowledge. This was too bad, because Caj was just about to make some less wise if it were. Little patience was had when it came to the Gelemortian race. They weren't even humans to him. Just the gibberish language they murmured was distant enough to make them ALIENS. Maybe they were and they probed him for reactions... and succeeded.

What had he wanted? Just something to eat. Something FOOD wise was needed or at least something to DRINK. It was ridiculous that he had to work so hard to get something. He'd NEVER had this much problem before. Hell, a decent water fountain should be more than enough to satisfy him. So, after glaring at the vender who seemed to have a similar expression, Caj took his tan self elsewhere. Wind blowing sea salt in his mouth while the sun stared hard in the sky. His pink hair felt a bit heated and busy, as he pulled his hand through. His eyes closed from the bright glare. Having acute vision never really helped the whole brightness factor. In fact, it only made it worse. A moment he was blind while his pupils adjusted to the intense light. People hustled about as a normal day. Unlike him. He was, instead standing and looking about. His golden eyes sought only the shapeliest women by instinct but most were still unattractive simply by their race. That was, until a rather sweet looking thing walked by. Brown hair and beautiful at that, walked by and struck his interest.

Approaching slowly, Caj made his way over, praying he wouldn't look like an utter moron as he spoke. "Well, hello there. What's your name and why don't I have your number yet~?" Oh yeah, that was smooth.

[Alejandra Rovella]

There was a flea market in Vaingloria and that was a pretty cool deal. It would be interesting to see what kind of stuff Gelemorté had compared to La Cerisé. And since Alejandra's circle of friends was significantly smaller in this new country... she needed something to do on her weekends. So flea market was the obvious choice. She had decided against driving there (terrible parking had been her guess) and the walk had been pretty decent. She had already made a few successful purchases, namely some spices and a silk flower arrangement for her bathroom. The day was a little chilly, so she wore black jeans and her boots. She had a long-sleeved V-neck purple shirt on as well, her big bag slung over her shoulder. She was currently on the phone with her mother, which happened a lot.

“Things are good here, Mama. Going to try some new spices on my famous baked chicken.” She laughed and rolled her eyes. “I know, I know. I'll work on the cooking skills.” Alejandra paused as a group of people clustered in front of her, causing a bit of traffic in the market. A Cretan voice came out of the crowd, directed at her. She glanced over at the pink-haired man with the cocky grin on his face. A small frown crossed her lips, an eyebrow raising. Seriously? She spoke into the phone again, “Mama, I'll call you later. It's getting crowded. Send my love.” She ended the call and put the phone back into her bag. She side-stepped the traffic so she was out of the way and facing Caj. She placed her hand on her hip with a questioning look. Man, her Cretan was rusty. Maybe she would catch more of it this time. “Try that again?”

[Caj]

Oh no! The hand on the hip and the eyes that seemed a bit distraught. A phone had been in one hand and - oops! He'd spoken when the woman was on the phone. Oh well, he was sure that he, himself, was far more important than any phone call someone had to take. A silent laugh to himself, while he stared into the eyes of a skeptical(?) woman. Try that again?” Oh was that an 'excuse me?' OR was she she seriously unable to hear his wonderful pick up line? Hell, that was a line that would make Gods envious (Not really). The pink-haired man simply laughed again, taking a bow. "Haha, let me try this again. My name is Caj and you ma'am, are probably one of the most beautiful women I've met." Naturally, he was Cerisian, and though no one did it anymore, he wanted to dance the lines and see what all he could get away with.

After sweeping to a bow, his body ducked forward and stole a kiss on her cheek. "A pleasure to meet you, miss," he said, his lips curved into the normal smile he always had. That devil's grin that often showed he was intending something.. bad. The gleam in his eye never really helped when it came to Caj. He was perfect though, even if she didn't think so. He could so easily replace the person! THEN AGAIN.. he WAS in Gele and the people who lived around there were.. less than tantalizing. Oh! There he was being racist again, it was just... irritating in a sense to him. Oh well, he'd get past it if it meant he'd have a lovely lass to spend some time with. After all, nothing made a fay worth living more than a beautiful girl and endless streets to roam. That would make for a perfect day.. if he weren't in the place he hated the MOST.

[Alejandra Rovella]

"Haha, let me try this again. My name is Caj and you ma'am, are probably one of the most beautiful women I've met." Alejandra dropped her hand from her hips as he went down for a bow, both eyebrows raised slightly in surprise. She laughed, but stopped abruptly when Caj broke into her personal space to land a kiss on her cheek. “A pleasure to meet you, miss.” He dropped back out of her personal space as quickly as he had come in, a cheeky grin on his face and a naughty gleam in his eye. Now, if she had been home, he probably would've been decked by one of her cousins in a matter of moments. But, as she was here and they were there... Alejandra shook her head with a laugh again. “Well, you certainly have balls.”

She pondered him for a moment. Her understanding of Cretan was pretty decent, and she could speak it on a good day. But she could definitely tell he had some kind of accent that wasn't Cretan. In fact, it almost seemed... Cerisian. She laughed again. “You're Cerisian, aren't you?” Smirking, she side-stepped the crowds again to move out of the way, casually pecking him on the cheek in return as she did so. “Just a traditional greeting, eh?” She gave him a rougish wink before laughing again. It was pretty awesome to run into another Cerisian in Vaingloria. Talk about the odds!

[Caj]

“Well, you certainly have balls.” While he had something to say to that, he remained silent and simply grinned at her. It was as if he didn't care if she knew about the thoughts that flickered through his head or not. The glowing gold eyes let out the every inkling of amusement he had. The man was obviously pleased with her response, but his mental response was shut off as to not say something he might regret later. Instead, he simply chuckled and felt rather satisfied at his own feeling of pride. Yeah, he was a bit gutsier than he should be, but that was how he always was. The cardshark just knew how to get out of trouble just as well as he knew how to sneak INTO it. His hand was always stealing things he shouldn't have, be it wallets, money or even just a word here and there.

“You're Cerisian, aren't you?” Her words flickered on his ears. A kiss upon his own cheek that made him resist. Oh how he longed to just push farther and see what more he could take from this woman, other than his stealthy glances over her curves. He couldn't help it and even if he could, it wouldn't stop him. Some would call him a pervert or even a nymphomaniac, but that was untrue. Maybe one day he would reach those levels, but he still had SOME self control. “Just a traditional greeting, eh?” His hand slipped around her waist and he was once again invading her personal space.

SOME RESTRAINT.

"Oh! And intelligent to boot. You catch on fast, beautiful." His smile never left, flashing the pearly whites in his mouth. He was half tempted to dip her, but her reactions to the point had to be taken into the account. The thing about his game was the bluffing. There would be a point when cards were down and he couldn't push any further. Every gambler had to keep in mind, the game was only played as long as it could without cashing all out. He risked laying it on too thick, but hell, he was probably already there. So much for the restraint he thought he had. Out the window, he'd thrown it, as he simply smiled widely at her. "I knew there was a reason I felt inclined to talk to you. Native tongue and all." Naturally, he winked afterwards. "So, I ask, again. What's your name, gorgeous?"

[Alejandra Rovella]

Apparently her saucy kiss on the cheek had amused him in some way, because he was once again in her personal space. This time it wasn't a chaste kiss upon the cheek but a hand slipping intimately around her waist. The distance had closed and body was closer to body. If Alejandra was feeling daring, she could've stepped to the side a little further and her hip would nestle up against him. How positively devious. She did consider it for a moment, but decided for the time being to play relatively uninterested.

"Oh! And intelligent to boot. You catch on fast, beautiful. I knew there was a reason I felt inclined to talk to you. Native tongue and all." She laughed, shaking her head a little. “It's called common sense. I should be able to recognize my own language.” He was interesting, that was for sure. And he was DEFINITELY cocky. He even winked at her. Yeah, he was so very full of himself. But to be fair, he was kind of attractive. Even the pink hair added to his allure. In a strange sort of way.

“So, I ask, again. What's your name, gorgeous?” She couldn't really explain it, but she liked him. He was arrogant, clearly thought the world of himself, and was a lecherous fiend. But he amused her. Back home, her band of cousins had ensured that every date she had was always a decent guy. Not that she had too many dates... after hearing what her cousins did to guys who hurt her... some tended to stray away for the sake of not getting their asses kicked. But her cousins were an island away and couldn't really beat this guy up. So... why not enjoy herself? “Alejandra.” She adjusted her bag on her arm, turning so she could slip her arm around his waist as well. It would make walking a lot easier. She tugged at him gently as she started to walk again. No point in idling around the market when she could walk, shop AND flirt. “And you are, handsome?”

[Caj]

Well wasn't that a turn of events? The woman didn't push him away (As if he really expected her to). The young man simply kept grinning, this was all too much fun already. Of course he was now in a country he hated with an attractive woman, so that balanced everything out. He was having just a normal day in the life of Cajetan Amato. The Cerisian male felt a hand loop around his own waist and a voice of an angel stating, “Alejandra.” Well that certainly was an attractive name in his opinion. He'd heard some weird girl names but Alejandra was definitely not one of those. He wanted to say something about it, but her voice perked up once more. This time a question formed on her beautiful lips. “And you are, handsome?”

"Why yes, you can call me Handsome, doll. I wouldn't mind it one bit, but the name I'm more commonly known as is Caj." His dopey smile didn't waver for a second. The gleam in his eyes, cocky attitude, no they never left. One thing about Caj was his never ending arrogance that mixed with his self confidence seemed almost like a light in a dull world. If Caj were any sort of poet that would be how he'd explain it, but he wasn't so instead, he just believed himself to be 'amazing' while others were depressed. Walking and shopping. It was something that Caj didn't really do on his every day. After all, he normally just hid out in bars and waited for drunk ladies to hit on him or the sober ones. He wasn't biased on that. Buildings passed and Caj watched as each little vender shouted something about their products. Eyes hungry like starved animals on the two walking. Times like these he hated Gele- Oh wait he hated this place anyways. Silent sneer in his head.

"So, Alejandra. What exactly brought you here?" It was out of his own curiosity he wanted to know. For now his advances slid on the back burner and intrigue on the person in general instead was his focus. Who was the gorgeous beauty and what made her tick. Things that he NEEDED to know about her.

[Alejandra Rovella]

"Why yes, you can call me Handsome, doll. I wouldn't mind it one bit, but the name I'm more commonly known as is Caj." She managed to roll her eyes at that, even as they kept walking. Yes, this pink-haired man was definitely all arrogance and very much ALL trouble. Sooo much trouble. It practically rolled off him in waves. Maybe not trouble as in getting arrested... but definitely trouble for her. She'd literally just met the guy and they were already wrapped around each other, walking through the market like they were extremely intimate. Which, considering the direction their newly formed relationship was already going... could end up like that. Would that be so bad? It had been awhile for Alejandra, after all. This wasn't someone to get romantically attached to because hurt would follow... but having fun was always a good thing, right?

"So, Alejandra. What exactly brought you here?" She expected that he was referring to Gelemorte, but she decided to tease him a little first. “Well, isn't it obvious?” She waved a hand at the various shops and stalls. “Shopping, duh.” She glanced over at Caj with a grin. “Actually, I just got a job here. I was so brainy that the head honcho government needed me.” She noticed a stall selling Cerisian pizza, huge slices and folded... the perfect way to eat it. She went over to the stall, casually ordering a slice for herself. Then, to be polite, she ordered one for Caj, handing it over. “What brings you to Vaingloria?”

[Caj]

“Well, isn't it obvious? Well... Not reall-“Shopping, duh.” OH she was teasing him. How charming. It was cute to him, the way she was joking with a wide grin. Well clearly she was enjoying herself which he had no qualms about. He was quite entertained as well. A smug look on his face while and a hand rested on her waist, it was perfection. The golden orbs of his own found hers. “Actually, I just got a job here. I was so brainy that the head honcho government needed me." It took a moment for him to realize what she had said. This woman worked for the LEADER OF GELE? Well fuck. He better play well or the cardshark mind end up handcuffed with the threat of jail over his-.. that was kind of a kinky thought- WAIT he needed to be serious. Then again, he WAS serious with the kinky thing. Oh the thoughts that trailed momentarily, his mind clouded as he spoke in response. "Oh?"

His 'date' found her way free from his grasp and he trailed her like a lost puppy dog. It seemed she had chased down some pizza and soon offered him a piece and well, he wouldn't back down from the woman's offer. With one hand he found his slice to his mouth and munched down. Oh yeah, he should say thanks or something for that-“What brings you to Vaingloria?” Visually he grimaced a bit and internally he flinched completely. What could he say? It was instinct to shirk at the simple word. It was almost like a curse word or a threat in his mind.

"Well.. you see.." He took another bite, not realizing how hungry he was, anyways. The pizza sure hit the spot and filled his stomach. After chewing and swallowing, he took a breath. "A friend of mine is doing historical research or something and insisted I come along. Emotional support or something.." His own voice drained out a bit as he gave an agitated sigh. "But I don't know he got occupied or some shit? Hell if I know. He hasn't texted me in an hour, saying he was going to a museum." As he downed the last scraps of his slice, he snuck a napkin to rub against his palms. Quickly after, he threw the paper away and wiped any remaining residue on his pants, before he let his hands rest on her hips. He was standing behind her, his chest crushed to her back with his eyes looking at her gently. Sometimes, he wondered if he was too touchy for his own good, but for now, he didn't care enough to know.

"But spending time with an very gorgeous woman leaves me with no complaints." A lilt lifted from his lips and fell on her ear. A pleased grin remained in place.

[Alejandra Rovella]

"Well... you see... A friend of mine is doing historical research or something and insisted I come along. Emotional support or something..." That was... an odd story. Alejandra wasn't entirely sure if Caj was bullshitting her or not, but why would he have reason to lie? Oh, unless of course, he was here with his girlfriend or wife or something. But she highly doubted that. He reeked of single, wild man. Not tied-down-man-looking-for-fun-when-he-could. "But I don't know he got occupied or some shit? Hell if I know. He hasn't texted me in an hour, saying he was going to a museum." Well, there were quite a few museums in Vaingloria. So it was... kind of fair to assume there was some truth to his statements. She didn't really have much time to think of much else because as she wiped her fingers on a napkin and threw the finished greasy papers away, Caj body was pressed front to back against hers.

"But spending time with an very gorgeous woman leaves me with no complaints." Alejandra could SWEAR, there was a broken record going off in her head. Trouble trouble trouble trouble trouble... That's what it was constantly whining in her ear. But it was quickly being drowned out by the body heat that was Caj. Trouble he may be, but Alejandra adored trouble. Sort of. She was a good kid, after all. But she did leave for speed and good times. And Caj clearly offered a good time, although she suspected that everything wouldn't be all that fast.

Yet nor was she someone who would swoon into his arms and scream “TAKE ME, FOOL!” If he wanted her so badly, he could work a little for it. “Glad to hear it.” She wiggled her hips ever so casually (and entirely on purpose) back against him before slipping from his grasp. She got a few steps away and then glanced back at him with a smile on her face and glint in her eye. “Come on. I've still got a lot of shopping to do. I might need an extra hand bringing my purchases back to my place.” Without really waiting for an answer, she started back into the crowd. Time to see how far he'd be willing to work to get the prize.

[Caj]

“Glad to hear it." Aaaa.. the reason he couldn't stand women sometimes. Her hips seemed to sway teasingly against him. The curve of her back end rubbed up on his crotch and he couldn't hold back his pleased moan despite how hard he tried. Luckily, he did manage to hush it to a quiet grunt through biting his lower lip and holding his breath. That. Was. Torture. Oh but it had felt more than good, despite his slight discomfort, now. It was a tad pinching to watch, but he'd survive through it with a grin. Only the faintest red flickered on his cheeks and nose to show the pulse increasing in his whole body. It wasn't something he'd allow her to know though. He acted cool if she did. So what if he was severely attracted and strongly lusted towards this woman? A little work only made the play so much more fun.

“Come on. I've still got a lot of shopping to do. I might need an extra hand bringing my purchases back to my place.” the daring glint played in his eyes as his prey slipped away. Instinctively, he smirked at her, only betraying some of his own thoughts. "I think I can handle a couple of bags, sexy." Well, that was a bit forward and probably out of line, but Caj wasn't worried about it. In fact, Caj was never worried about anything. He seemed to just live in a land where consequence didn't exist. He could get away with almost anything, after all that was the game of a shark. It was a game of hiding what he had and what he could make and twirling it into something he could use to win. Caj knew how to win. Even when the cards were down and there wasn't a single chance, he had a power to 'bend' the rules a bit into his favor. No harm done, he came out unscathed and a little bit richer. Heh.

This game was a bit more delicate. A woman wasn't quite the same as preying on old gambling men. This was more of a natural hunt and both were playing along. She started off and he followed close behind, his hand resting on the dip of her back. It was just natural, Caj was a touchy person and it was NEEDED to always have his hand somewhere. After all, at least he wasn't touching her ass... yet! "So, what all do you need to get, anyways?" His eyes were caught on the neat shirts and jewelry he HAD to admit looked pretty good. Maybe he'd buy something too- NO. That was trouble enough once, he wasn't going through that Hell, again. Instead, he found focus on the pretty lass before him.

[Alejandra Rovella]

"I think I can handle a couple of bags, sexy." She rolled her eyes at that. He was getting ballsy now. But she probably had asked for it. She was kind of instigating inappropriate behavior, so she shouldn't be surprised that he was actually doing it. He had caught up to her, walking alongside her with his hand gently resting on the small of her back.Touchy-feely too, eh? That was... interesting. At least he wasn't groping her in public. There was being affectionate and then there was being lewd. A distinct fine line, thankyouverymuch.

"So, what all do you need to get, anyways?" She shrugged her shoulders lately. “Won't know for sure until I see it. I'm looking for decorations, maybe some local, fresh food to try.” She gestured towards the bag on her shoulder. “I already found some spices and a floral arrangement.” She chewed on the side of her lip for a moment as she looked around at the shops and stalls. “I would kind of like to find a nice area rug for my office.” A nice circular area rug to put in her office, something she could wiggle her toes in when she was pacing out a difficult problem. Perfect. Too bad she hadn't spotted anything yet. She kind of wanted to find something for her garage too... not that she needed anymore tools. She had everything she would ever need to fix her car or any other. However, considering she would spend a lot of free time in there, something pretty could be cool.

[Caj]

Caj resisted a yawn. Shopping wasn't really something he enjoyed. Then again, most men disliked shopping. Who got excited for spending his money on stuff that broke after a few uses? Then again, he'd used his money for dumber things before.. so it really wasn't a stretch. What did he know about logic? Cajetan was practically a high-school dropout.. well without the dropout part. He'd finished his schooling, but nothing outstanding. He was the kind of guy who brushed by just barely so as to get good grades and keep his Uncle off his ass, if only a little bit. It seemed to be something that was practically impossible. No matter what he did his pseudo-father would never be happy with him. It was simply a fact of his life that Caj would someday be adjusted to. A constant bar he wouldn't reach even if he for some reason DECIDE to TRY. The chances of that happening though were slimmer than the chances of the next two nights being a blue moon.

The lady was looking for a rug and some other variables. Caj had nothing to contribute, so he just nodded and let her look around. He felt like a waste of space at the time, but hell, it could be worse. His mind sort of zoned and he kept his mouth shut, not rushing her or urging her about. He wasn't a desperate asshat. Well.. he was an asshat, but he wasn't a DESPERATE one. For the time, Caj simply daydreamed of what, HE wasn't even sure. His mind was just never ending and when the memories were to be pulled back, he could never recall. It was okay. Most of the time he was told his thoughts didn't matter anyways. There went his self esteem for a moment. His opinion didn't matter, but ah well. At least it was a beautiful day and he had some company. He wasn't lonely.

[Alejandra Rovella]

Caj was bored. Maybe it wasn't obvious to the average individual... but Alejandra had dragged her cousins shopping enough times to recognize manly boredness. Well, Caj should have been smart enough to realize that by hitting on a girl in a market, it was a fair assumption that she was there shopping. Oh well... his loss? Not that he was really losing. He was walking around with her and she'd pretty much insinuated they'd got back to her place after this. So maybe the bored feelings now were all for the greater good of getting tail. Alejandra smirked to herself a little. Yeah, she definitely spent too much time around guys.

Her eye finally caught a stall that was hung with rugs. She glanced back at Caj to make sure he wouldn't wander off and went to the stall. There it was. A beacon, staring at her from the back of the shop. Huge, circular, deep blue and so fuzzy-looking. It didn't take long for Alejandra to flag down the owner and lay out the cash for the rug. She even arranged to pick it up at the end of the day. No way in hell she'd walk home with that on her shoulder. She'd come back with Hermes. She walked out of the stall, finally happy and content with spending her new-found cash. “I think I'm done here. You mind walking a little bit further? I didn't bring my car here.”

[Caj]

His new friend was soon running off to look at a stall.  Some rugs were hanging around it and Alejandra cast a look to Caj, that he wondered what it meant.  It was odd, as if she WANTED him around.   Most girls ran from men at last minute, didn't they?  If she wanted to leave him there, she could, he wouldn't run her down or tell her off, he wasn't the type to really obsess over any feelings he might have.  It didn't stop him, though, from staring at her rear as she disappeared.  In his defense, he made sure to look at her face when he was talking to her at least.  He was a pervert, there was no ducking around it.  If anyone asked him, he would reply with an instant 'hell yea'. 

She returned without a rug and with a smile on her face instead.  “I think I'm done here. You mind walking a little bit further? I didn't bring my car here.” Cajetan simply smiled and laughed lightly. 

"Walking is good for your health, right?" His hand slid around the woman's waist and a smile nestled into place again.  Cocky, it always screamed.  His smirk, teasing eyes and the whole of his being was one that knew what he was doing.  He tugged her gently closer, simply enjoying the comfort of her closeness.  It actually wasn't all that often that he got to feel so close to someone.  It was an odd thing as people imagined him as a womanizer.  Really, when he thought about it, he wasn't as bad as he was portrayed.  Oh well, let them spread their lies.  He honestly didn't care, as long as he could enjoy himself.

[Alejandra Rovella]

"Walking is good for your health, right?" And there it was. Physical contact was back in play. She couldn't very well walk with both arms languishing at her sides, so her arm returned in kind, slipping around his waist. It would be a much more comfortable way to walk. Plus it was a bonus of looking like she was unavailable, and thus less likely for her to get hit on by creepy weirdos. ...Then again, that was kind of who she was with right now. Except instead of creepy he was cocky and instead of weird...- Okay, he probably was a little weird. For goodness sake, PINK HAIR. She didn't understand it. At all.

“That's what they say.” She laughed and together they walked through the flea market. It had been down near the boardwalk, which worked great for Alejandra. The street just outside the boardwalk was in fact HER street, although it was a good mile and a half to her house. She decided to not point out just how far the walk was. She didn't really want to see if he might faint from shock.

The walk was spent in companionable quiet, the occasional comment being passed back and forth. Alejandra spent the time musing in her mind about what exactly was going to happen when they got to her place. When they came up to her driveway, she moved away from him. She didn't feel like entering through the front door, moving instead towards the garage. She punched in the code and watched the two-car door crack open. She beamed at her car, before waving Caj inside the garage. Once he was inside, she pushed the button to close the garage door, then opened the door leading into her house. They entered into the little mud room, where Alejandra set her bag. She turned to look at Caj. “Well, this is my house.”


[I AM TOTALLY MAKING HER HOUSE IN THE SIMS FOR CONTEXT!]

[Caj]

“That's what they say.” She had her arm wrapped once more around his waist. Cajetan had no complaints on it. Their time was spent battering boring comments towards each other, one after the other. Nothing in-depth was said, maybe for his own fear of getting attached. She didn't seem to mind though, which was all that mattered. Last thing Caj wanted to do was put the woman in a situation that made her uncomfortable. Perhaps he had his own issues and maybe he was odd with how he went about them, but in his personal opinion, it was nothing to be concerned about. Nobody was perfect, no matter how hard he desperately tried. Of course, he was lucky to just naturally be near perfect. Life was rough, but his skills let him pass by with flying colors, speaking of which..

“Well, this is my house.”

They at last reached her home and Caj actually felt a few butterflies. It wasn't something that happened often to him, being brought so soon to a woman's house with talk of possible relations later. Of course, he could swallow those nerves because like HELL would he let that ruin his performance with her. There he was, ahead of himself. His golden hues rolled around the building, taking in the quaint areas with a grin. "Looks nice. Your car's beautiful too, just like the owner." Playfully he winked, slipping his hand off of her, but not without sneaking a feel of her rear. It was only a light squeeze, but likely she'd notice it. If she slapped him now, he'd have no regrets. It was completely worth it. Softly, he hummed a brief tune, clearly enjoying himself, before his hues were back to her beautiful frame. "Games? Drinks?" It was his perception to build up to things. He of course wanted to get to know her a little bit more.

[Alejandra Rovella]

"Looks nice. Your car's beautiful too, just like the owner." She rolled her eyes dramatically at his lame flirtation. But damn if he wasn't right. Her car WAS beautiful. She managed to jump a little when he grabbed at her ass. Not so much out of shock, but more like because he caught her off-guard. She couldn't really be all that shocked by it because it was something she had expected Caj to do at SOME point. She shook her head at him with a little laugh. She glanced down at her bag. The floral arrangement could stay there, as could her purse. But she might as well take the spices up into the kitchen. She swiped at the small bottles from the bag and walked out of the mud room, gesturing Caj to follow her down the hall and up the stairs. She entered into the kitchen and clicked her tongue for a minute before setting the spices unceremoniously on the counter-top.

"Games? Drinks?" She looked back at him. “Games... like board games? Or like, card games? Or video games? Or...?” She shrugged her shoulders. “I've got a deck of cards somewhere and a bunch of racing video games. Maybe Monopoly somewhere? I'm not really sure. I'm still trying to find stuff as I unpack.” She gave a little laugh. “As for drinks, I've got... water. And orange juice.” She went over and opened her fridge. “And wine.” The fridge was fully stocked with plenty of delicious goodies, but Alejandra was gesturing to the twenty-some juice boxes that lined the bottom shelf. She gave a glance at him, looking the tiniest bit guilty. “I really love the boxed wine... I do have some that's bottled though, if the boxes aren't your fancy.”

[Caj]

“Games... like board games? Or like, card games? Or video games? Or...?” He was about to answer, but the brunette interrupted his train of thought rather quickly. “I've got a deck of cards somewhere and a bunch of racing video games. Maybe Monopoly somewhere? I'm not really sure. I'm still trying to find stuff as I unpack.” He laughed at the idea of cards. "Strip poker?" He joked under his breath, quickly. She didn't NEED to hear it, but hey if she WANTED to hear it, then he knew she wanted to. When was the last time he even PLAYED strip poker? It had been years, because people knew better than to play card games with the pink-haired man. His lips pulled into a grin, wide and a bit toothy. Yeah, his uncle would be irritated, but Caj didn't care. He was having a good time with an attractive woman. His uncle could suck it.

“As for drinks, I've got... water. And orange juice... and wine.” Her fridge was lined with juice boxes, which Caj found a bit odd in all honesty, but not weird enough to ask about it. To each their own, Caj really didn't care what kind of things people drank. “I really love the boxed wine... I do have some that's bottled though, if the boxes aren't your fancy." Like people's obsession with boxes. He had his own internal comment 'Still packed?' to tease her with, but he decided she might seriously have an obsession with boxes and take offense. For once Caj kept his trap shut and just laughed it off. "Boxed wine is fine to me. I have no real preference, personally. I was asking what YOU wanted to do though." His words were honest.

Softly, his arms wrapped around her. They looped and then rested on her stomach, with his face burying into her shoulder. Was it bad? Sometimes he, himself had to wonder why he was such and affectionate man. Then again, there was a line between affectionate and intimate. "I wouldn't advise playing cards with me, though. I never lose," he mumbled into her neck. It wasn't a lie. He just didn't mention the fact he CHEATED, which was why he was so 'good' at playing card games.

[Alejandra Rovella]

She wasn't sure but Alejandra could've sworn she heard Caj say something along the lines of “strip poker.” She decided to ignore it on the off chance that she was just crazy, but she also didn't want to risk getting herself into a game she would definitely lose. Instead, she grabbed at two of the boxes, placing them on the counter before closing the fridge. She really did love these little things. The wine always tasted decent and it was a great thing. Not having to worry about breaking a glass when drinking out in the garage. Genius invention, this. She reached out to grab at the straws and punch them through their respective holes as Caj's arms slipped around her. It felt... nice. It really did. The day was going very strange, but Alejandra wasn't really phased. An attractive man was holding her in her new house. She couldn't really complain.

"I wouldn't advise playing cards with me, though. I never lose.” She laughed, partially in response to his statement and partially because his words tickled on her neck. “Well, definitely not cards then. I'm really terrible at poker.” She chuckled, “I play a wicked game of Uno though.” She took one of the wine boxes and put the straw to her lips and taking a drink. She then reached for Caj's, holding it up to her shoulder so he could lift his head and take a drink if he chose to. “Well, Caj. You are a guest in my house. What would YOU like to do?”

[Caj]

“Well, definitely not cards then. I'm really terrible at poker. I play a wicked game of Uno though.”

He had to laugh. Uno? He had barely played that game, but it was a card game, which satisfied him immensely. “Well, Caj. You are a guest in my house. What would YOU like to do?” He had to think a moment. What DID he want to do? Well, other than goof off and.. the various naughty things playing in his head? He paused as he noticed something. She had been sipping her drink. Oh the thoughts that crossed his mind. He could barely contain himself.

A straw was offered to his lips and just as he went to take a drink, he pulled bac. No, Caj had a better idea. Well, rather, he had what he BELIEVED to be a better idea. His eyes glinted mischievously and his right hand slipped up her waist, tugging her close while his lips pressed to her ears. "I'd rather taste on your lips first~" His hand maneuvered to her chin, gently pulling it towards him. Once she was close enough, he could feel her breath, he stole a swift peck. Then he ducked back, snatching his drink with ease, before hopping onto her couch. Yeah, he'd just kissed her. No, he had no regrets. he half expected her to kick him out now, but it was too much fun.

He nursed back some delicious boxed juice, before grinning at her. "Uno sounds great. I haven't payed that in like.. forever." His shoulders shrugged briefly. His lips pulled and chewed on the straw. Maybe it was instinct, maybe he just enjoyed chewing on the straw. His eyes, golden as they were, looked from here to there, taking in her place. It certainly was nice. He had to occupy himself, before he did anything too reckless. It was told to him, that he often did things without thinking. Yeah, that may have been true, but his good looks were always a save. After all, how could he ever do anything wrong? He paused.. who was he convincing, he wondered.

[Alejandra Rovella]

Alejandra waited for Caj to take the box of wine from her hand, but instead he decided to try the wine another way first. By leaning her head back and leaning his head forward and pecking her on the lips. Before she had time to really react, he was gone from her personal space, wine in hand. He had retreated to her living room, probably preparing for some negative ramifications. Not that Alejandra could really think about that at the moment. She seemed kind of... shocked. She had known exactly what she was getting herself into by inviting Caj to her place. And yet, thus far it was entirely unexpected. She shook off the strange feeling and took a long pull on her straw, drinking up the boxed fermented grapes. Keep it together, girl!

"Uno sounds great. I haven't played that in like... forever.” Alejandra heard him call from the living room as she came through the dining room and into the main area of her house. She nodded absentmindedly, moving to place her drink on the coffee table. “Let me find it then.” She moved past her stairs and down the hallway, turning into one of the extra bedrooms. She called it her “box room” because it was full of things she had not yet unpacked or things she couldn't find a place for. Alejandra spent about five minutes digging through a couple boxes, before she finally pulled out the deck of multi-colored cards. She grinned triumphantly as she emerged from the room. “Found it!” She moved back to the living room, sliding the game across the coffee table to Caj. “You can shuffle, since you're soooo good at cards.” She pulled a cushion off of her couch and threw it on the ground, sitting down on it across from Caj. The floor was just as comfortable as a couch, especially for a game of Uno.

[Caj]

"You can shuffle, since you're soooo good at cards."

"Hehe all it takes is being good with your hands." His body leaned in and swiftly swiped at the cards, gathering them in his hands. "Trust me, on that." Suddenly he was reclining again, a grin plastered onto his face. "Or not. I can prove it later, no?" Then he winked at her and began shuffling the cards. Each thin piece slid beneath and over the next, expertly tossed through the deck at random intervals. Now normally. he could have stolen one hear or there to cheat his way into winning, but tonight was just a simple game of uno. He didn't need to take cards or hide aces up his sleeves. It wasn't life or death or worth money, it was simply for having fun. How strange an impact he felt when he realized how rarely he played games for actual fun, not just to get money for his job. It did feel good to steal, but it didn't mean he didn't feel guilt on it. It was wrong and he knew that.

He broke the deck in half, bridged and then continued shuffling. His golden eyes rose to the woman before him. She was a looker, definitely. Her hair was gorgeous, her eyes stunning and OHGOD THAT BOD. He was a pervert, he knew it too, but did it really matter? He'd gotten away with so much already, he'd let her lead for a while. Once the deck was shuffle, he cut it and dealt the cards out. Afterwards, he placed the deck between them, flipped the top card and smiled widely at her. "Good luck." On one hand lady luck could have a thing for him, on the other this woman could. Either way he had a sexy woman smiling at him and he felt great.

[Alejandra Rovella]

Alejandra gave Caj a smile across the table as she grabbed her cards. She fanned them out in her hand, and casually sorted them into their respective colors. The game of Uno with two players was always fast and so it was for the two of them. The first game went to Alejandra, who saved her Wild card for the final play. It was a cheerful win and they easily moved into a second game. Caj swooped in for the win on that. Before they began the third, Alejandra went into the kitchen and retrieved two more boxes of wine, sliding one to Caj across the table. She popped the straw into the box as Caj shuffled the cards again. She took a long drink and with a happy smile, she laid back onto the floor. She tucked an arm under her head, smiling up at the ceiling. It had been a nice afternoon thus far. As they played, they had talked and laughed. It was lovely, making a new friend. Especially a cute one. She sat back up as Caj dealt out the cards for their third game. “So what happens for the winner?”

[Caj]

Game lost, game won, it was the third round. She'd gotten up and grabbed a new wine-box and handed it to him. Not like wine had that much of an effect in him. Then came the question: “So what happens for the winner?”

Caj grinned and licked his finger, before dealing the cards. Each one was thrown to the pile as if he were some sort of pro (which in a way he was). His lips curled in a grin as he slowly moved in towards her. Those gold eyes gave their devilish glint, with an expression that could only scream thousands of different things. The question was a good one, but it was never good betting with Cajetan. It wasn't that he cheated per-say but he was always good at 'winning'. "Well... that depends.. What are you willing to lose?" The charm he had just poured into his voice like a cup spilling contents. His tongue pressed to the corner of his lips, his collective grin. Oh he was arrogant and cocky as always. A hand ran briefly through the tufts of hair in the front.

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