Such Sweet Poison

[Tamara Sulik]

Tam was glad of the little break she was getting right now, slipping out of Bellefonte to enjoy the nightlife. It was not Vegas but anything would do in comparison to the atmosphere around the academy lately. Sure she was affected by the students who disappeared, she was human after all despite what some students might say to the contrary. Of course, what pissed her off the most was the fact these guys thought they had the right to frighten them all by picking kids off the streets and do to them whatever their twisted mind could come up with. It was disgusting. Had Tam not feared they would simply send her back to Serbia on the first plane going there, she would have fought too, kick their ass and all. But they didn’t want to fight right, they only went to rescue the kids. Damn, they were lucky they did not cross her, she would have liked to make them pay.

But SPECTRE was not on her mind tonight. Tonight, it was all about sexy outfits, fruity cocktails and hot guys. Well, she had the outfit, she was almost flashing her breasts with that shirt of hers and her leather pants were as tight as it was possible to still be able to move in those. She also got the drink that she was almost innocently sipping through for the last minute. She didn’t want to get too drunk already, even if she knew just how many of those babies she could take before that to really start having an effect on her. And she currently was on hunting mode for that hot guy in question.

Seriously, she sometimes thought she should try a different town. Somewhere bigger than this. Why didn’t they think of building the academy next to a large city, one with far more choice than this? Now, don’t get her wrong, she would find someone by the end of the night to play a bit with before going back to the school. But when your first encounter with the American life is done in the town of excess, well anything else seems a bit bland.

Ah, there she found someone interesting. The man had been staring at her for a while. She smiled and slowly made her way to him, watching as he covered half of the way as well. A few words, she could barely recall, probably the usual shit, she emptied her glass and here they were, going to the dance floor to have a bit of action. Which... proved to be a disappointment. There is a limit how much a woman allows to be groped in public and he crossed the line with her when she grabbed her ass like that.

She left him on the dance floor but he chose to follow her. She groaned her frustration out as she gestured to him to piss off. She needed a way out of this. Tam looked around. Couldn’t there be another sexy guy hoping for a good time that good get rid of him? Preferably someone bigger. Too bad she couldn’t take Slade out of her pocket or something whenever a situation like this occurred. She told him again she was not interested. She heard him call her a cock tease or something of the like. Whatever man, you were not enough anyway! The worst was that she was not as much in the mood for the whole flirting game now. She sighed. Better get someone and quick before the desire to have some fun tonight leaves her too.

[JJ Johnson]

JJ normally didn't hang out at the Silverlight unless he was on the prowl. If he wanted to drink or whatever, he did it elsewhere, usually at the shoddier establishments down the way. He'd been kicked out of Matt's too often to hazard heading back there unless he felt like a fight. JJ did not feel like a fight tonight; he wanted to work other muscles instead.

He'd actually been eying a few of the guys that night, feeling a bit like bending some twink over and having his way with things. JJ had thought he'd noticed Tamara Sulik at the place, but he sort of considered her a last resort lay. Plus, his mind had been aimed toward the dudes that night. Which was how he actually noticed the guy who harassed Tam. Sighing, JJ tossed back another drink, gave himself a thump on the chest, and slid out to the dance floor.

And within seconds, JJ was grabbing the guy's ass, sneering at him as the surprised dude turned around. JJ spread his arms, raising his eyebrows, "What? Don't like it? If you're gonna fuckin' play fuckin' grabass, dumbshit, you'd better get ready. Don't think I wouldn't want a piece of that? I'll bend you over the fuckin' table right now and give you a ride that will make you all ready for prison," JJ smiled viciously, and he probably would've grabbed his crotch too. in point of fact, he reached down and gave the other guy's crotch a quick squeeze, just to further slam his point home.

[Tamara Sulik]

Tamara was not expecting anyone to come and ‘save’ her from this guy. He’d get the message on his own once she’d find another one to play with. It was not like he was the first clingy man she met. There were always some who thought no meant ‘just try a little harder’. She did think she saw JJ, but it could have been anyone really. It was only for a brief moment. He would have been perfect though. The guy had muscles as big as her head and he just seemed to come with a warning printed on his face. The downside would probably be that afterwards, she’d be stuck with him. Not that she had anything against the man. He turned out to be entertaining in his own way. But he’d be an appetizer tonight. JJ was a sex toy, nothing else. She wanted to be desired a bit first tonight, to stroke her ego before she started stroking something else.

She turned around and there she saw JJ indeed, with the guy that annoyed her no less. She moved closer enough to hear the end of what JJ said, a little smirk playing on her lips. The man was not very subtle but then again, he never was. And he proved to be entertaining alright. When she saw JJ grabbed the man’s crotch, she supposed this poor bastard had enough. He clearly didn’t sign up for this. “Well, look at that. Officer Johnson is playing my hero,” she commented as she placed a hand on his arm. She didn’t want to end up with him tonight but she wasn’t bitchy enough to cause more fright to the other man. So she came in and put some pressure on JJ’s arm so he’ll understand she wanted to drag him away from the man. She eyed him, clearly telling him that he was lucky to only get out with this. He seemed to get his hint.

“I’d say you enjoyed yourself enough as a reward but something tells me there wasn’t much in there to be satisfied with it,” she told JJ, her eyes still in the direction the guy took. No, she didn't expect him to have much to satisfy anyone. She turned her head to face him again, flashing an amused smirk at him. “Don’t tell me we’re hunting for the same prey tonight,” she told him. She had no idea of JJ being bisexual but he did grabbed a man’s crotch and she had to get her fun somewhere.

[JJ Johnson]

Man, she had to go and talk about his being a police officer, right when he'd been on the urge of a good fight too. JJ nearly groaned with frustration as the other guy, already edgy with JJ's preferred method of attack, heard the magic word "officer" and suddenly decided that he needed to be somewhere else. JJ had at least picked upon Tamara's subtle signal to get off the dance floor too; he'd spent enough time reading body signals to be able to pick up something like that. Soon enough they'd be cleared of the people, with JJ feeling as though he'd just been teased without any form of release in sight.

Of course, Tamara did technically remind him with the whole talking thing that she could technically provide the release. He looked at her, leering, openly dragging his eyes over her finely clad body. The last comment made him bark a laugh. "Doubt it," he said, jerking his head, "see the way that guy ran? He was looking for a pair of shaved legs to part on his bed tonight, not for some of this," JJ gestured at himself, grunting and folding his arms over his chest. "We might be hitting for the same guys if we run across another me."

And that made JJ grin, obviously thinking that this was clearly impossible. He also went ahead and ran his eyes around Tamara again, considering. "You know, we might be able to see if there's a guy who's up for some real fun; I'm down if you are," thus JJ proves himself to be the classy, classy guy we all know and love.

[Tamara Sulik]

Tamara loved the Silverlight. There was always an interesting crowd. Not to add there weren’t that many clubs around here. So she didn’t want to risk being kicked out of it because JJ had to act all macho man. The other guy got the message, now if JJ wanted to pick up a fight or go overboard, he could do so outside. You don’t piss where you eat. The same could be said about Tam’s hunting ground, you don’t mess up with it. She could feel that JJ was itching for some action. Now, she was ready to help him find some drunken girl ready to give him a handshake in the bathrooms if necessary but she thought the man learned his lesson. She would not cause more attention to be drawn their way.

A smirk still played across her lips as JJ laughed. She was not expecting him to tell her otherwise, even if the guy was actually well equipped. Not that it matter though, he was gone and she was glad of it. “He must have been blind to turn down such a piece. Or perhaps he feared that was too much for him to handle,” she replied. No, she was not hitting on the man. There was actually a lot of sarcasm in her voice even though she did not expect him to pick it up. She knew men like JJ, she actually spoke the JJ fluently. Not only would he not understand the sarcasm, but he’ll probably be proud of it or something. Not that she minded. She was much too surprised at what she heard next.

So the man was hunting for the same prey. Now, that came as a shock. She knew JJ was worst than a rabbit in heat but she would have think he was too much of a macho to bend down. Well, that probably still was the case. The idea of running across another one like him however was funny. “If we do, you two will probably fight to know which one is on top. Might actually be quite entertaining for myself,” she let out. Yes, still making fun of him. Why was she wasting her venom like that with a man that could not understand it? Probably because she could not use her power right now to show him just how funny that can really look like. Never mind, she’d keep that image to herself. JJ provided enough comic relief for her not to need her power to visualize the thing.

She raised an eyebrow at him. Did he just suggest a threesome? Let’s pretend she didn’t hear that. “Now that you mention it, I love fun. But I’m curious, JJ. You a top, or a bottom?” she asked, her smirk coming back on her lips. She could guess. He liked to play tough too much for her to imagine him bending over. She still would keep that picture in mind, should she ever feel down and needed to laugh at someone.

[JJ Johnson]

JJ chuckled at Tamara's description of the guy. Hit it right on the head, she did: JJ was definitely too much for that guy to handle. Which was why he'd gone running away with his tail tucked between his legs. Yeah, it didn't have anything to do with the fact that JJ's position as in the KPD had been revealed. Though now he was beginning to think that he should've just sandwiched her instead. Might've gotten what he wanted.

"I'm always on top," JJ insisted, allowing himself a little more swelling. In truth, it usually involved less top and bottom and more moving around. People always thought of it in very narrow categories without branching out, realizing that people moved around during sex and could do all sorts of fun things. When it came down to it though, JJ dominated the bedroom. Didn't mean he couldn't dominate someone while ordering them to do the stabby part of sex though.

"Don't worry though; we can share,' he continued, grinning lasciviously, letting his gaze linger upon the finer parts of Tamara's anatomy. After all, she hadn't actually said "no" to him just yet, and that was all it took for JJ.

[Tamara Sulik]

Was Tamara surprised JJ didn’t get the fact she was actually making fun of him? No, not really. It was the whole appeal to JJ. All she had to do was to treat him like that Pavlov’s dog or whatever. She’d make fun of him a bit, force him to go her way and if he did, he got a treat. Basic psychology. You couldn’t expect anything more elaborate from a brain that was so not used to work. Best talk to the lower brain then. And Tam liked to think she knew how to. Not that it was that hard. Unlike the other guy, JJ was not objected to a bit of crotch-grabbing.

“Really? Cause from our previous encounters I’d say you like to lie down,” she said as he claimed to be always on top. It was not like she thought it really was just one way or the other. After all, she was not making love in only one position herself. But she could not help it, imagining JJ begging anyone to take him already, that seemed so unfitting of the character. She still got his meaning by his little alpha male comment. Unlike him, she was not dense enough not to get second degree.

Somehow, sharing a man with JJ had not been exactly what she planned for the night. Wonder why. She let the man enjoy the sight. She never cared about it. Men could watch all they wanted, they shall have a taste only when she decided to. “Share. That’s funny, it’s what Reid and I had been talking about when we mention you. But we weren’t sure if you were entirely deserving of it,” she commented as she crossed her arms over her chest and let the playful smirk come again on her face. Now, they didn’t quite put it like that, ever. But she would like to see JJ’s face at the thought of it. She didn’t picture him the kind to really care about two women he shared bed time with being friends or talking of this. But the idea of sharing said bed all together might be a nice carrot to wave above JJ’s head to have him do her bidding. At least for a time. Because then she would have no choice to either admit this would never happen or indulge him. For now she opted for the first option, no matter how much the man might hate her for it.

[JJ Johnson]

"Hey, why go through all the work?" asked JJ, spreading his arms wide, fingers outstretched, his usual lecherous grin widening a few more tics. He lowered his arms and continued eye-raping Tamara's body, thoroughly enjoying the sight. Helped that he knew what she looked like without all those pesky clothes in the way. That's right: it had totally happened, or at least it happened as far as JJ  could remember, and for him, that was more than enough. Way more.

The next comment had his engine revving louder than ever. Her and Reid talked about him? Of course they did. He swelled even more to think about it. All his conquest chatting to one another, talking about how he'd ruined them for everyone else, sharing tips and seeing which one of them had been treated the best. Even going so far as to think that maybe if they offered him a threesome, he'd consider going with them again (because obviously JJ needed incentive to have sex with beautiful women). Tamara even crossed her arms over her chest, making her cleavage even more noticeable, which of course led to JJ leering even harder.

"Hey, if you and Reid ever want to book a couples ticket aboard the J-train, you know you just gotta call. I'd give you two a ride you'll never have before," drawled JJ, his grin turning into a lecherous smirk. "Though she ain't here now. 'course, I do have her number...' he trailed off, obviously wanting to hint as loudly and strongly as he possibly could that he was, in fact, quite available and willing for this to happen. Whether or not it had ever happened before, well, it mostly depended on whether or not JJ could afford two hookers at the same time, didn't it?

[Tamara Sulik]

“Happy to please your lazy self,” she commented. Oh, it happened alright. She didn’t just invented it or actually implied she beat the crap out of him or anything. Like she could defeat JJ in a fist fight. Maybe, if she were to kick in the balls and then to run away. She would never do that of course. Not because she was sweet on him, she couldn’t care less about his precious balls, but she’d rather not have a police officer against her, not as long as her situation was not clearer. Of course, if he wanted to see it like that, she didn’t mind. She made it clear to him, if he wanted some, he played by her rules. And since they were both satisfied at the end of the night, she failed to see why he would complain. It wasn’t like she left him hanging.

She also talked a bit of JJ to Reid. Not in the way he’d hope, surely. She had nothing to complain about. She never wanted more of JJ than what he let her take, or that he took from her if you thought of it from his point of view. They were not describing their night or what amazing thing he did to them the last time they shared his bed. They were not jealous either. JJ was a sex toy, Tamara wouldn’t have him any other way.

She stared at him, tilting her head to the side. She never cared much about the way he looked at her. After all, it was the whole reason to dress up like that. And she could deal a lot better with JJ’s eye-rape than she did with the actual ass-grabbing she had been rewarded with earlier. “I don’t know. Are you sure you could handle both of us?” she asked. Hey, if he decided to go with overconfidence why couldn’t she? “Besides, weren’t you looking for a dangler just now?”

[JJ Johnson]

"You know it, babe," drawled JJ as Tam mentioned being happy to please himself. True, he wasn't entirely certain what she meant by it. He took it as either her volunteering to be his pole dancer, or a comment regarding his willingness to, well, pleasure himself. Both were accurate, so JJ, well, did what JJ did.

The head tilt caught him a little by surprise, since he wasn't quite sure what he'd said that would result in a tilted head. "What? You bet I can do two at once. Got two arms, don't I?" he held them both up, flexing a little, because obviously this statement required some more posturing. He lowered them, only to scoff at the next part. "yeah, but I can get a dangler any day of the week," which wasn't a complete lie. He did have a few guys he could call up just about any time he wanted them, and, well, JJ sometimes got a guy who was more than a little willing to bend over. Confidence meant a lot when it came to the games JJ played.

He reached over to rub his hand over Tam's arm now, giving her that grin and stepping closer. "But it ain't every night I get to play with two of the hottest babes in Kalispell," sadly he meant this too, if only because they were two of the few babes in Kalispell willing to actually come back to JJ. He did realize, if only dimly, that they were actually using him as a sex toy. He didn't see mutual usage as a bad thing, so long as everybody was happy in the end.

[Tamara Sulik]

There were two rules to speak to a JJ. First, use simple words as you would with a five year old. Second, use lots of sexual innuendos. Especially if you planned to forget rule number one. Like this, even if you might see the little mouse in his brain not certain which way to spin, he would still decide to like the comment. Insulting JJ while making it believe to be a compliment was almost too easy for it to be entertaining. Almost.

In a way, Tam felt bad for Reid. Now the woman will hear of it from JJ. As long as he doesn’t bring it up at work, otherwise she could imagine her friend playing a nasty trick on her in retaliation. Or they might end up seriously performing this. It wasn’t much the act that bothered Tam but the fact she wouldn’t be the one in control of this. Sure, she was the one who threw the idea but JJ jumped on it so fast it would be hard to get it back from his hands. She arched a brow at his explanation as to how easily he could deal with two women at once. Riiight. She’ll need a clever one to get her out of this snake pit she threw herself into.

She barely lowered her gaze as he touched her arm but she also didn’t take his hand off of her. The man was trying to smooth talk her or something. There was something laughable about it and perhaps she should laugh indeed to get rid of him. But his wounded pride would cost too much in the future. So instead she moved closer to him and raised herself on her toes to get as close of his face as possible. A little temptation. “Before planning something like this you should probably make sure your hot babes are available,” she told him before going back to her previous position. And a semi-cold shower. She smirked at him. “Since you had another kind of threesome in mind earlier, why don’t I buy you a drink while we scan to place to see if anyone else might be of interest,” she suggested. Now that had to be an offer he would not pass down. She still didn’t feel entirely free from the trap she laid down herself but at least she didn’t get her friend involved in it. So it was half a victory.

[JJ Johnson]

"Yeah, like you guys wouldn't jump at the chance to take a double-seater on the J train," replied JJ, swelling with, lets go with confidence. He pretty well literally swelled too, his chest inflating and, well, other parts of his body were doubtless reacting to the mental images his caveman brain conjured in conjunction with this particular conversation.

The smirk looked pretty hot too, Tam's, that is, not that JJ wasn't putting one on himself, mostly because of the swelling. She did point out that he'd been searching for a different kind of prey tonight. JJ growled, obviously confused for a moment (not hard, well, actually, part of it was hard; that was the problem: all the blood was currently located in a part of JJ that, well, okay, it probably did most of his thinking for him. Made complex decision making a pain in the ass though). Tam did end with "buy you a drink" though.

"A drink sounds awesome," agreed JJ. He nodded and stalked toward the bar, counting on Tam to follow him. If nothing else, JJ figured she owed him a drink for his "selfless" act in saving her from the earlier lech. Of course, this was neglecting the whole "out of the frying pan into the fire" situation that seemed to be developing here, but as has already been pointed out: blood was flowing in a direction that was not conducive to doing much complex thinking.

[Tamara Sulik]

This would probably come as a shocker to JJ, but women don’t spend most of their day wishing to find him later one for a night of never-ending pleasure. At least this woman was not. Although she was ready to give him some credits when it came to handling the situation in the bedroom, or any other room they’d be when the clothes starts falling down, he came as an easy prey. He might not be much into the hunt of finding someone interesting for the night and make them work but she was. It was interesting. And with some, it was about the only foreplay you could expect to get so she better make it last as long as possible. JJ satisfied the need of the flesh, which she supposed was already more than many of those loud mouths. But she would not call on him if she wanted to have a fun time in a bar or a nightclub, fun time that did not include losing clothes in the process. He was perfect when she felt like going straight to the point. For he was a straight-to-the-point guy. You just had to look at him, acting like a proud peacock, showing off his muscular chest to know it.

At least he accepted the drink. That might give her the chance to slip away at some point. She could just run out now but it was not like JJ didn’t know who she was or where to find her. She’d seen him when he decided to be even more of a macho than he was naturally. She preferred not to have to deal with that herself, or force that onto anybody else in retaliation. Besides, she wanted to keep him as a potential bedmate for later uses and that meant not hurting his ego too much right now. At least not in a way she could not repair later on. She doubted making amends was that hard with JJ. That probably required a lap dance and some time on her knees, making him think he was the boss.

She let JJ order whatever he wanted, asking for anything with vodka in for herself. Her brain was busy making up a battle plan. At this point, she could forget going out with some guy tonight, unless that guy was JJ. She was not all that tempted in the idea of being squeezed being bulky here and another man, and the thought of JJ being the one between them was not that tempting either. All she could see of it right now was that she’d have to deal with two men trying to make of her whatever they wanted, for no doubt JJ will forget who was the boss in here. She needed to find a way out of this. So she was looking at the man while sipping on her drink. “Appease my curiosity here, what kind of men are you usually going after?” she asked him. Okay, maybe this was not helping her. But this was a side of JJ she did not expect and she was curious about it. And since she still had to figure something out...

[JJ Johnson]

JJ ordered a stiff drink, figuring that a little liquid fire could help him here. His eyes still roamed though, picking out potentials here and there. He hadn't quite given up on the idea of finding a likely guy to drag off to his cave for the night, since, well, Tam was pretty much a guaranteed lay. Sure, that guarantee might not be for today or anything, but he could still get her eventually. Someone else, someone strange... plus, it wasn't like Reid was around right now for the real fun to begin.

A question jerked JJ's attention away from a guy whose pants advertised everything that interested the hot-blooded male. he looked at Tam, blinked, and then chuckled. "Hot ones, obviously," he replied. His drink arrived and he popped the top of the bottle before taking a hefty swig out of the contents. "Usually I go for the ones that want it. More fun to find a smaller guy though, usually less active on the whole, and one that actually gives a shit about how he looks. Those metros are pretty hot," JJ grinned and leered at Tam again, figuring he might as well keep getting what reward he could there. "Not much into the uptight ones like my partner. You ever met him? Short little shit, Nate Harver. Wouldn't mind busting his ass just to put him in his place, but he ain't my type."

JJ took another swig, then raised a brow. "Why? You worried that I was lookin' for some bear of a dood to squish you in a sandwich? Don't worry, we'll treat you as rough as you need to be treated," and a big wink there, before JJ again turned to leering his way across the bar. He spotted another guy with tight pants, this time leather, and figured he could buy a drink. Who knows, all kinds of good stuff could happen before the end of the night.

[Tamara Sulik]

Tam thought the proper term as she asked her question would be ‘satisfy my curiosity’, not appease. But she was not crazy enough as to ask JJ to satisfy anything. That would just call for way too many puns coming from him, comments she could easily live without. She had dealt with enough JJs in her life, she didn’t want to give the man more ammunition than he already possessed. Not at her expense.

She had no problem paying him a drink. She often made him pay for her, a little work if he actually wanted a piece of her later on. She always considered the investment worth it. Yes, when it came to confidence, it was pretty hard to tell which one of them had the most of it. Well, in the flirting game that is. Now however she was the one trying to remain enough in the man’s good grace so she would not have to perform whatever perversion his little mind come up with. She could use a guy like JJ. Not just for the sex, she could always find someone else. But having a cop amongst your friend was always a good thing. Especially one ready to scare off or beat the crap out of people if asked nicely. At the very least she didn’t want to end up on his bad side. Without having the brain to cause some serious damage, she did not underestimate him to the point of thinking things would go easy if she pissed him off big time. So she played a little game of cat and mouse, giving him just enough to keep the man in line and having him in her pocket should she need him. She was definitely certain to have the upper hand here and no one would make her believe otherwise.

“Obviously,” she repeated after him. If JJ had no brain and terrible manners, he certainly had the body to get the hot ones. After all, you want no brain or manner when looking for flesh. And there was Tamara, going through a wilderness no one should ever venture in: JJ’s mind. She had a mental image popping up in her head. Had they been alone, she probably would project it right now but she knew better than to let it happen here. It was not like the guy would look realistic after all, glowing like a hologram. “It’s true that I don’t want to sleep with a bear myself,” she pointed out as JJ detailed the appearance a guy needed to have. So weird, to think they were looking for almost the same kind of guy. Well, she could use more muscles than that, but still.

Her arched an eyebrow as he mentioned his partner. “You, able to get a snob. I’d love to see that,” she let out. Obviously, she would rather not. JJ busting anyone’s ass clearly was not in the list of things she wished to see before she died. But just having a snobbish, uptight guy staying around JJ by choice and not obligation, that could be funny. She sipped on her drink, still staring at the cop. “Watch out Johnson, you might not like what you’ll get into,” she said with just enough warning to tell him he was crossing the line but still sounding charming enough not to simply threaten him or anything. She followed his gaze to a guy he spotted. “I kind of like him. Which one of us you think he’ll want to play with?” she said. Unless he oozed confidence like JJ she’d vote for him. She somehow couldn’t imagine him looking for a skirt to lift.