Post by Lt. Derek DeVoux on Nov 10, 2009 9:56:27 GMT -5
Derek caught the edge to her last comment and gave her an arched look. His dark eyes were hard to read but a slight upturn of his lips hinted at his amusement as he watched her.
"All of my ladies are at least 21 and I haven't bedded a one who's been younger than that since I was in my twenties. Call me crazy but I got tired of that whole thing ages ago and now... now I prefer my women to be women... I have a healthy respect for one who knows what she wants and goes after it. While its nice to be the aggressor sometimes, its also nice to be the prey.... "
Just then, the waiter brought a huge pot to their table and a huge tray was placed before them. Tilting the boiler, the man sent a steaming heap of shell fish and vegatables spilling out on it and then handed them each some shell crackers. Leaving them to enjoy their food, he walked away and Derek smiled at her over the mountain.
"And now.... Lets see how you like real cajun food..."
Pulling out a clam, he used the utensils to open one and then offered it to Lani. Shrimp soon followed as he made a show of feeding her while taking little bites himself. As what he was doing gradually occured to him, he had to shake his head at himself. Due to his nature, feeding a female was like an official declaration of intent. Although Alpha males were not the sort to back down from anything... They would do anything for their mate and feeding them from their own hands or mouths, so to speak, was a major step. He couldn't remember doing that for any other female in his entire adult life. The thought should have terrified him but it just seemed so natural that he feel into it easily.
For the next little bit, small talk was exchanged as they simply enjoyed the food and each others company. The crisp breeze off the water made a comfortable environment and Derek relaxed for the first time in days. Here, he didn't have to worry about someone going for his back or club business. When they were finally finished, he gazed at his companion and smiled.
"So...... Now that your feed... What would you like to do?"
"All of my ladies are at least 21 and I haven't bedded a one who's been younger than that since I was in my twenties. Call me crazy but I got tired of that whole thing ages ago and now... now I prefer my women to be women... I have a healthy respect for one who knows what she wants and goes after it. While its nice to be the aggressor sometimes, its also nice to be the prey.... "
Just then, the waiter brought a huge pot to their table and a huge tray was placed before them. Tilting the boiler, the man sent a steaming heap of shell fish and vegatables spilling out on it and then handed them each some shell crackers. Leaving them to enjoy their food, he walked away and Derek smiled at her over the mountain.
"And now.... Lets see how you like real cajun food..."
Pulling out a clam, he used the utensils to open one and then offered it to Lani. Shrimp soon followed as he made a show of feeding her while taking little bites himself. As what he was doing gradually occured to him, he had to shake his head at himself. Due to his nature, feeding a female was like an official declaration of intent. Although Alpha males were not the sort to back down from anything... They would do anything for their mate and feeding them from their own hands or mouths, so to speak, was a major step. He couldn't remember doing that for any other female in his entire adult life. The thought should have terrified him but it just seemed so natural that he feel into it easily.
For the next little bit, small talk was exchanged as they simply enjoyed the food and each others company. The crisp breeze off the water made a comfortable environment and Derek relaxed for the first time in days. Here, he didn't have to worry about someone going for his back or club business. When they were finally finished, he gazed at his companion and smiled.
"So...... Now that your feed... What would you like to do?"