Deception. [Open]

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he sensed the approach of another and allowed her senses to search out the unfortunate fool. Her nose caught a familiar scent and she had to prevent a verbal feline hiss with a bite of her burger, officially bringing her afternoon lunch to an end. Her outward features were schooled, relaxed and it was no bluff. She knew the man who approached her and who was now sitting down at her table uninvited. Her inner feline and her need to control situations was sorely being tested right now, but she wasn't in the least intimidated by Reese Fountaine. She knew his ilk, sensed the darkness within in him because it dwelled within her own soul as well. Like knew like. Nature would have her grab this man's throat, clenching his windpipe and crushing it for his assumed importance in her life as she saw the smirk planted on his face, but instead she smiled. A genuine, heartwarming smile. There were signs and tells that each person carried, that gave away their truth thoughts and intentions and when Fay smiled, it wasn't because you had given her warm fuzzy feelings - it was because she had mapped out the next five moves and pictured just how exactly she could end the one her smile was bestowed upon. A smile from Fay was like death smiling back.
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She locked eyes with his blueish/green oculars, a partial force of her power lurking behind her own amber yellow eyes. "Hope you don't mind if I take a seat," she watched as Reese folded his six foot frame down into the chair across from her, a smirk on his face as though baiting her to challenge him and throw her insults. He didn't know her at all. You never go for the obvious kill. "Not at all Reese. Make yourself comfortable." Position yourself into my plans. She had seen Reese around the office, had noticed how he liked to control things. He performed superbly as a lawyer, but her instincts declared that there was more to this man than being a high class litigation big shot. No. Like her, his job was a facade. A shallow mask to show the world, but she sensed the darkness in him - no he was no plain jane lawyer. She needed to control things. Needed to rule them. And Reese had placed himself within her territory, her sphere of influence and that meant she had to know this smug ass entity.
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The thought of playing along with a ruse of malleable acceptance and then snapping his neck in the throes of passionate love making held a certain attraction to her. She could get close. Learn his secrets, for the secrets was where the true power resided and she above all things was a collector of power. She tilted her head in a blatant perusal of him. If he proved to have a talent for accruing power, it might prove helpful to keep him alive. It was easier to control and manipulate the source than to micromanage the minions. Hmmm. Besides it would be rather hard to explain her colleagues dead body in her playroom. Her feline sighed in defeat of the idea, but knew Fay was on the right track. There was a hint of power to this man and it was worth exploring to see if he was worth adding to her collection.
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She licked her lips in appreciation of the view. She may be a murder and a killer, a control freak and a power warmonger, but even she could appreciate a fine male form - though he be human. She made a mental note to remind herself of his humanity when she whipped him senseless or rode him hard. She didn't want to break her new shiny toy just yet. She leaned forward and propped her elbows on the table top her hands holding her chin, framing her face as she leaned in closer, providing him more of an eye-view from his higher vantage point. Her eyes flashing in a brilliant challenge. "Now tell me Reese. To what do I owe the pleasure of your esteemed company." The words held a slight acid bite, to bait a deserved response. She would gradually hold his hand and once clasped firmly within her grasp, her velvet pads would unsheathe their claws.

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here was a slew of abrasive words that formed within her mind, the predator within her had her hackles raised and her eyes flashed a glimpse of the killer within as he looked at her with a smirk. She could think of a few things to bring him to heel, crawling and asking her for more. Reese was a a collector of power. She had observed him as well within the office, but she'd shown restraint and the patience of a seasoned hunter - why not let the prey come to you and here he sat, but his arrogance was to the say the least an insult to her pride. He thought himself as powerful and she sensed he was more than the simple lawyer. He was a twisted son of a bitch and she had every intention of getting close to him and bringing him to heel. She bowed to no man, no person. She was made to rule and she intended to play him like a violin.
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He had been expecting her to rip him into shreds when he sat and mentally she had already peeled his flesh from his bones. He looked at her with amusement and she knew she had him hooked, for the moment. She leaned back into her chair and allowed the sun to warm her features as she basked in the light and closed her eyes briefly giving him the picture of a woman relaxed and completely in control. She was hyper aware of his every movement, the growl of his stomach to the smell of his aftershave and the vibrations of movement he made in his seat. She could move in a flash of a moment and crush his windpipe. He was hungry well so was she. "It's lunch time, a man needs to eat." She opened trained amber eyes onto Reese with a flash of a promise. Yes she needed to eat two and thought of a few other things she could add to his menu and she was about to say just that, when he spoke again blunt and to the point - a trait she could at least admire from this snake in the grass.
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"So, Fadeyka... I was wondering.. What brings you here to Los Angeles?" It was a personal question and she didn't do personal. Not with anyone. To reveal ones true self was to create weakness and she had no room in her life for that - it left you vulnerable and open to attack, but Reese was no fool even she could see that. So it was time to play a game of truths mixed with lies. She was a professional liar and she was good at holding her hand close until she could see to who's favor the game was playing and she had every intention of playing this man's game. She stared him down with eyes that penetrated and calculated. She was playing with fire, she sensed it, but the risk and challenge be presented was like her own personal brand of heroine and she knew she could quickly become addicted to playing this game of cat and mouse - He might outlive the brief timeline she had in her mind. Accidents after all happened all the time, but she felt her intrigue for the smug ass man grow.
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She was slow to answer, but she showed no awkwardness or uncertainty. "I should tell you to go fuck off, but I'll tell you what Reese, you've caught me on a good day, so I'll give you your answer. I'm here to do whatever the hell I want." Her words were light and friendly as if discussing the weather, but the full warning was there. He should progress with her at his own peril and she was secretly hopping his smirk wasn't that of a whipped pussy - no she wanted to be the one to do that. She arched an eyebrow in challenge and flashed a cold smile in his direction moved to gather her trash as if to rise and leave him to his own hunger. She was no easy mark, no one to be manipulated and controlled and she was not about to let him think of her as such. If he wanted more he was going to have to come and get it and the best way to start a chase and make him think it his idea was to walk away. She gathered her materials and with a nod of dismissal moved to walk away, "Hope you find what you want to satisy your hunger," and with that turned and began to walk, counting the seconds in her head as she turned her back on him and made her way to trash her lunch's remains. If he let her leave, she'd be disappointed to say the least, but at least he'd be easy prey then to just hunt down in her feline form for a midnight snack...so really a win, win for her as she measured her steps, her hips moving in an easy seductive sway like a sea siren calling men to their doom.

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he could feel the warmth of his proximity, the sound of his approach as he rose from his chair to follow her. She smirked to herself as she waited, never one to tip her hand to quickly, throwing away the last remains of her lunch, waiting for her cue and she had to subdue the grin that threatened to spread of her features as she heard the low rumble of his voice behind her, "You know, one thing that you're good at is underestimating a person. I know a predator when I see one. And, a woman that wants to string a man into her trap. If you want to find the power I possess, you're gonna have to be a bit more genuine, if you don't get yourself killed first." That was her cue. She turned around her eyes flashing a challenge and with excitement. She was pleased he hadn't been easily subdued or manipulated, no she felt a silent thrill rush through her. She may have met her match, but she wasn't to jump to any hasty conclusions just yet.
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She stared up into his eyes, no mask, no guile lurking within her gaze - it was just a look of pure satisfaction. "You wouldn't know the first thing I was good at unless I chose for you to see that side of me and I have learned long ago that power often times isn't a thing that is often shared. Though I have to say, you speak of not falling for my traps and yet all I see is you standing here still. Peculiar I think, to walk so close to me. You talk of death as though well acquainted with it. I assume you're speaking a threat against me.." She sniffed the air as if in disdain, "Hardly the way to go about fostering genuine conversation, though I have to say. I'm happy to see a bit of the real Reese Fountaine come out to play..." She stepped closer and inhaled his scent, she had no inhibitions as she felt the warmth of his body sent tingles down to her lower belly and pool. She slowly licked her lips in anticipation. An all out-drag fight with this man, in a battle of supremacy, now that got her fantasy kicking into overdrive.
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She didn't touch him, though a mere few inches separated them. It was a restraint long engrained within her that kept her from pushing her body flat against his body and taking the pleasure her body was SEEING. "Tell me Reese," she made no pass to address him formally, "You talk of me finding power that you possess, but how am I to know you have any to begin with?" She asked in a smooth voice of quiet seduction, as she gazed up into his unfathomable eyes that saw too much. Her inner feline was intrigued to say the least, but she had never been more on her guard. He didn't know her true power, her true self and neither did she know his. It was a dangerous game she was playing and one right now she was weighing if she wanted to play.
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The rewards here needed to be greater than the risk she was about to take on. She was no fool and the longer she stared at Reese the more certain she was sure he would either make her or destroy her if she entered into this dance. "Tell me Reese, what is it that you could offer a predator like me?"

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oves and counter-moves, it was all one big game and she was playing the part of a rambling fool. She didn't like to be strung along and in order to properly deal with a situation, one needed to know all the facts in order to make the proper assessments and Reese here was more than he let on to be. Just as she was no hum-drum lawyer, he was not as simple to label either and it both intrigued and alarmed her. Each word may seem flippant or fluffy, but there was always a method to her madness. She had to stop a verbal hiss from escaping her throat at the words that dripped off his tongue like honey, "Why would I threaten you, sweetheart? In fact, I quite admire you Fadeyka. There's not a lot of women that I meet with your.. Intelligence, per say" She didn't know what she was more annoyed with, the fact that he was attempting to control this situation with her or her attraction to the arrogant bastard. To be honest it was probably a combination of both and that's what had her riled inwardly more than anything, but her exterior was the epitome of calm, flirtatious indifference. He called her intelligent, at least he had a gauge on that, but as to her true depths he was only scratching the surface, just as she was with him. It was the tentative dance, testing waters, testing cunning and borders and learning about one's opponent all throughout the process. She taunted and flirted teasing what she could from the situation, but she knew just as she could read him, he would be reading her and she made no effort to change tactics just yet. "The real Reese Fountaine? Well, I didn't realize I was hiding," She smirked at that comment. If there was one truth she knew, it was that everyone was hiding something and it was a rare thing to show one's true side to someone if anyone - she wasn't the trusting kind and it appeared he wasn't either but that didn't stop her from probing. He talked of power and she scented a presence on him, but what..now as to what that power was, was something different and he was being tight lipped with his vague response of, "Now, that would mean giving all my secrets away. I don't give secrets away to strangers... Although, I must admit I am sorely tempted to do so." Obviously she wasn't playing this the right way if she couldn't move him to act upon temptation and just as she was about to step back he moved and he touched her.
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Felines are very physical creatures, they rub on things and seek that physical contact, they need it, crave it, but it is always done on their terms, their conditions and this initiation was not something she had been prepared for. Her initial instinctive reaction was to move in a flash of shifter reflexes and break his arm, but she stilled her body, though her feline railed within to place the male into right order and she was suddenly glad she'd learned patience. Her body tingled at his touch, her senses tingling and on overdrive as her body lustfully responded to his touch. His touch was warm on her skin and she stopped herself from leaning into the warm sensations he was igniting within her, but realization began to dawn on her. This was no ordinary warmth and her eyes slowly moved from his hand to his eyes with a predator's awareness as he spoke, "I could offer you many things, Fadeyka. But, I will tell you this.. One does not acquire my kind of power without some kind of ability. And, once you come to realize what it is that I want, you will see too what I see.." He was a collector. He was attracted to her for the same reasons she was attracted to him, to use the power they each possessed. She stored this facet of information and her perspective of the man had a radical shift, they weren't just talking mere seduction, no there was more to it than that and her ignorant pretense dropped as her eyes flashed a feline yellow. The game had just changed.
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She slowly reached her hand up and clasped onto his with a feather light touch, removing his hand from her shoulder and up to her lips and allowed her mouth to fall open as the tender flesh of her lips ran over his heat producing fingertips. She closed her eyes and inhaled his scent, the touch of his fingertips and she grew bold, drawing his middle finger into her mouth and sucking lightly, tasting the power - it was a heady drug and now she knew she was literally playing with fire, but for some reason she had the mindset that she was fireproof - for now. He wanted her, she scented his arousal as clearly as her own, but how far would that take her. He sensed there was something more to her, otherwise she knew he wouldn't have wasted his time on her, of that she was certain, but how much did she need to reveal to keep him intrigued. Like he said, you never gave away secrets for free, but she was truly intrigued and in order to advance to the next level she needed to play his game. She slowly pulled his finger from her mouth and pulled herself flush against him, wrapping her arms around him. She felt every inch of him hard and solid against her smooth curves as she slipped her hands into his back pockets, her fingertips slowly morphing into feline claws that she flexed against the curve of his fine ass, a scratching caress that wasn't harmful, but was still lethal with a single twitch of her claw should she wish to press further, but alas drawing blood was not her intention at this moment. She looked up into Reese's cold eyes with the warm purr of a predator as she looked up into his eyes with her jaguar eyes staring back.
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"Hmmm," she murmured as she closed her eyes and pressed her face against his chest, a very feline action as she rubbed her head slowly as if staking a claim, scenting him with her scent and her with his. She was surprised to find that her feline was rather enjoying this and that made her even more inwardly cautious, but her body was bold. "I'm not sure what you see per say, but I'm more than willing to let you open my eyes to other possibilities," she whispered low and husky as her hands shifted back and withdrew from his back pockets. Her right hand moved to caress his face as her body stepped back and withdrew from his and she felt the aching loss of his proximity, but continued nonetheless. "I only wonder if my talents are up to par with the image you've made up of me in your twisted mind. I would hate to be a disappointment." She smirked and her eyes flashed again in challenge as she removed her hand completely and moved to walk away completely and stopped to turn her head to the side briefly to address him, "So sorry I can't stay and play. It seems I had other engagements before you arrived..." she let that sink in. She was no celibate nun and she had a roving eye always looking for next great entrainment or the next challenge. She needed to be entertained if she was to be maintained, "Unless of course you have a better offer?" She checked her watch and arched an impatient eyebrow. She was more than ready to take this to the next level, all teasing and flirting put aside - they would make a great team and she realized it just as he did.

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er eyes widened briefly as she felt his hands grab her slim waist and pull her flush once again. She could have easily pushed him off, but his touch did things to her that she never wanted to stop. He was taking her up on her offer for more and for a second there was a tremor of nerves and excitement. She was a predator, she didn't get jittery, but this man, this man who could manipulate the essence of heat and fire and oh to some degree she felt like he was bending her to his will, but she could give as good as she got. She allowed herself to dwell on the feelings his nearness ignited within her, he was building up an inferno within her and she knew that only he could satisfy this craving this urge. Deep down, she was glad he hadn't let her walk away, but she was aware that this was going to be a man that came with baggage and implications. The true question was, would she be willing to play along until his true hand was revealed. The trick was trying not to be burned in the process.
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"Oh, I do..One that involves a drive to my place, where I promise you... You will never want anything more. team, darling. For every city needs a king and a Queen, my city is just not a city... Its a bit more darker than that" She looked up into his cunning eyes and she bit her lip as if pondering her choices, but she knew more than anything that she wanted, no needed to see what he had to offer. This talk of darkness and kingdoms had her imagination turning into dark corners, heated passion and unquenchable need. She could accomplish a lot on her own, but the moment he said team, cruel and wicked ideas began to formulate in her head. With her power and prowess and his talent they could not just team, they could rule.
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"A team sounds divine, but I have something a little more devilish in mind. My only question is how long is the drive to your place and are we taking your car or mine?" She rolled her body slightly against his relishing the nearness and warmth his body provided. His body was like unrelenting steel. He was heated steel against her suggestive curves and her more primal nature was coming out to play. Her arms were loose by her side, but she allowed them to raise slightly as she traced the toned muscles of his arms. She looked up into his eyes her feral intentions made plain.
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She allowed a touch of her physical power to drip through her grip as she pulled him even closer as her body purred and hummed in expectation, "I think I would much rather have you drive. I think my capabilities will be otherwise occupied..." her words came out in a hiss of pleasure. She could smell the power on him and it called to her. She hated this man. She hated the attraction she had to this man. Hated the needs he created in her, but if she could get her inner feline to play along there might be something to be had from this partnership, something more than sex, though she wasn't at a point right now to turn him down. She wondered what it would be like to ride him in bed, her nails scratching and marking him causing blood droplets to cover his body as she bent to lick them up. Her inner walls squeezed in anticipation. She had no care for what anyone around her thought, they could go to hell for all she cared because right now she had a feeling that she was about to engage in a new partnership that was going to forever change her life. "Please tell me this isn't a long drive." She murmured seductively and eagerly as she lingered in his arms. She was fine to stay there for the moment, but the longer they waited the more aggressive her feline was becoming. She was cool, calm and collected, but everyone had their limits and she had a feeling this man was going to test hers to the limits.