From: anastas	Date: September 6th, 2010 05:03 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Re: Stas/Sunny

Stas smirked at her only slightly. The irony of having a snake and a pussy cat out with them in his room didn't float over his head. "You will enjoy petting my snake," he teased with the grin of a predator.

	From: soleada	Date: September 6th, 2010 05:12 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Stas/Sunny

As was the way with Anastas, things were going nice and then... that. It all would have completely gone over Sunny's head if Stasi hadn't said anything. "Anastas! You're nasty!" Sunny gave his arm a little punch.

"And you remember the terms of my visits?" she asked, completely flustered by his last comment. "Following rules. No cupcakes," she probably could have listed fifty more conditions of her visit but she stopped herself and looked at him sternly.

	From: anastas	Date: September 6th, 2010 05:47 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Re: Stas/Sunny

His grin spread even wider. "You said no touching your cupcakes. Touching my snake will not break this promise. My cupcakes are fair game."

	From: soleada	Date: September 6th, 2010 05:54 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Stas/Sunny

"No," she was blushing fiercely and trying to hide the fact. She had to admit, he was doing a pretty okay job of following the no cupcake rule tonight. "No cupcakes are fair game. Not mine, not yours, not anyones. None. None cupcakes. You sir... are... are you trying to get me to punch you?" she quirked her head to the side.

"And... just so we're clear... it's not you or your cupcakes, I'm sure they're just... lovely... but no. No cupcakes." She was growing more and more flustered by the second.

	From: anastas	Date: September 6th, 2010 06:01 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Re: Stas/Sunny

He was delighted to have her so flustered. "You have total control of your cupcakes," he replied, running his thumb over her brow before settling his hand behind her neck with firm, but gentle pressure. "But you cannot set the terms for mine. I am in control of my body. I invite you to do anything you like it. I will respect your wishes for your body."

It was as clear and plain as he could be about this, even more explicit than he'd been his letters. The joking and light atmosphere had gotten serious, but in this instance he felt that it was necessary to properly establish his intentions. He would push, surely he would push, but he would never break her or step over a line once she drew it. "If you wish to punch me I invite you," he added to lighten the mood again. "I can assure you my cupcakes are quite lovely and I think you would enjoy them."