{SCE} Sólo Un Paseo a Caballo

[Nico Martell]

Was that Selina talking down about herself? There was definitely something there that sounded almost like a warning to Nico, like, he shouldn't get attached (he wasn't) or that he should get tested (eh, wouldn't be the first time). He did crack a smile as she mentioned angels destroying cities. Definitely not the argument that his mother would appreciate, but he could certainly get behind it.

Nico shifted slightly to watch Selina as she moved. The next words, that had him raising his brows. "Isn't there literally a book series about that sort of thing?" he asked, turning to look around him. "But I'm definitely game for worshippers," he had to smile at that too. It was somewhat appealing, though he doubted that anyone would want to actually worship him. not like Nico had any characteristics that would appeal to the masses.

He shifted again, working his body more than necessary to sort of swim around in a lazy circle, mostly wanting to work out some kinks in his muscles. Amazing what bits you ended up using for the best activities.

[Selina Taylor]

    Selina used the same tactics to warn other people away as she did to keep herself in check. She wasn’t attached to Nico, but she also didn’t want to allow herself to get to a point where she would be either. She was smart enough to realize that if she allowed herself to let down her guard with him, it could prove troublesome for her in the future. So she deliberately distanced herself to where she was confident she could hold her own.


    At his question Selina paused to think, “Not sure. Sounds like there would be,” she replied after a moment or two with a shrug. She’d heard about Twilight and Harry Potter (then again, who hadn’t?), but Young Adult Literature wasn’t where she spent most of her time, so she was rather clueless about anything else in the genre. Her reading was often either educational or far more elicit than anything a young teen would ever be allowed to legally pick up at a bookstore.


    Selina watched Nico in mild amusement before diving into the water and swimming further out into the lake. Being in a lake like this and not enjoying it seemed almost criminal, and she was trying to be a “good girl”… well, sort of. Not that she could ever really match the general society’s idea of "good" to begin with. Selina swam back towards the boy until she could almost touch the bottom of the lake, which wasn’t very far out considering how short she was.


    “What do you think the consequences would be if we just blew off the ‘camp’ and spent the rest of the week here?” she asked with a grin. Selina was finding that the longer she stayed away, the less she wanted to return.

[Nico Martell]

Nico almost shrugged at the mention of the various young adult series. He only knew vagueries himself, and that was mostly because he'd dated a girl or two who had been far, far too interested in them. You could only tune out so much of that stuff; some of it had to seep in on some level. Nico kept his lazy circles, shifting only slightly to watch Selina.

The girl took off, diving, and Nico paused to watch. Was she going to try something? It was impressive, he had to give her that. Wasn't her power water connected or something along those lines? Nico seemed to remember their being something like that. He figured she knew what she was doing, and so long as she wasn't down there forever, he wouldn't get too worked up about it.

Sure enough, she popped back up, to where Nico continued to mostly lay on his back and do slow laps. He paused to consider her question. "Probably a stern lecture and a meaningful song," he offered, before pausing to reconsider. "Unless they sic the big one on us," that could go badly. Nico didn't want to get on his bad side: he could somehow see laps or reports to his parole officer.

Speaking of: Nico turned. "You'd have to do it alone: I can't skip. They'd tell my parole officer, and the school's still a step above jail." If just a step.

[Selina Taylor]

    Selina shook her head, “The meaningful song is enough to deter me on its own,” she admitted with a wry smile. A definition of hell she hadn’t yet considered: Charity attempting to sing to her. It was a fate she’d avoid at all costs. The idea of Corey getting angry didn’t scare her, but the idea of his disappointment or the like wasn’t something she really wanted to experience. She respected the man… which was a really weird thing to admit to herself.


    Selina then glanced at Nico as he mentioned jail, “True,” was all she offered. She couldn’t really afford to skip either. Especially if what that woman had said was true about writing them up for doing anything she deemed to be “wrong.” Selina didn’t need any more shit than she already had on her permanent record. “Well, I suppose it can’t hurt to dream at any rate,” she offered with a half-smile.


    Selina wasn’t usually one for wasting time on wanting things she couldn’t have. It was a pointless pursuit in most cases and a waste of time and energy, but sometimes she let herself have a moment of fancy, and fancying herself not having to deal with a survival camp for the next week was worth a few extra seconds of her time. But only a few.

[Nico Martell]

The mention of the meaningful song had Nico chuckling. That woman clearly did not understand how they worked, which just made her efforts all the more amusing in Nico's, and apparently Selina's, eyes. Still, he had to point out the bit about the whole jail time thing as something of a downer, and, like Selina, Nico didn't need any more marks on his record.

"Nope," he offered, staring back up again. he took a deep breath before paddling back toward the shore. "Don't suppose that you'd be up to try again?" he asked as he hit a shallow enough area to get to his feet. This did mean that he was standing there, more or less naked, but, considering what he'd just asked, he was pretty much considering that a plus. "You know," he jerked his thumb back toward their mounts, "before we return those."

Because clearly they weren't going to be riding around any more on them. Nico was certain that their caretaker's heart would just break at the thought.

[Selina Taylor]

    Selina couldn't help the smirk that crossed her features at his question, "Now who's dreaming?" she teased as she playfully flicked some water at him. She then made her way to shore a well, aware of just how much they'd pushed the limits already... and also not at all averse to the idea of having sex with him again.

    "But I suppose we must return sometime, mustn't we?" she asked with a melodramatic sigh as she stepped up out of the water herself, not giving the slightest damn about her state of undress. Selina had never been shy about her body... well mostly. There was a period in time where she hated her body, wanted to slice off any skin That Man had touched, but that was past. Or at least suppressed for the moment. 
    
    "So I suppose another round would be alright," she said with a mischievous smile as she walked up to him and placed a brief kiss on his lips, "If you're sure?" she added in sultry voice, her hand making it's way to the middle of his waist and slipping low to tease. 
    

[Nico Martell]

Nico looked Selina in the eyes as she flicked water, waited for her to do that, then quite clearly reached down and pinched his arm. "Looks like you are," he said flatly, allowing his lips only the slightest bit of a twitch as he finished. They'd hit the shore again, which meant that he could feel the air on his skin, and he couldn't help but be thankful for summer. Even that felt a bit cold, even to someone like him who, despite the Hispanic blood, was far more used to chilly East US than anything else.

He let the water slide off, seeming mostly to cling to his hair, and watched Selina's little melodramatic performance. He could hear it, but he could almost hear the subtext underneath: the girl didn't give two shits about the horses or their keeper. He had to grin at that, knowing full well that she'd be sidling up to him and---

and there it was. Nico returned the kiss in kind, letting his arms slide back around her, fingers already feeling about. "Pretty sure," Nico said, before moving down, hands dipping, pulling close enough to allow her to feel the quite physical indication that he was more than ready for another round.

[Selina Taylor]

    Selina laughed at that, “I suppose I’ll just have to pine over you and all that could have been once I wake up,” she said with a teasing smile while openly admiring the view right in front of her. She smirked as he pulled her against him, her body already responding to his touch. Her arms loosely wrapped around him as she caressed the small of his back with her nails gently scraping his skin.


    “And enjoy you while I can,” she purred, her voice husky as she kissed him once again, sliding one of her hands up to tangle in his long wet hair as she deepened it. She loved every second of being in physical contact with him, her skin heating underneath of his hands and her own visceral carnality overcoming any other thought.


    Selina moved the other hand low on his back in between them and skillfully used her fingers to draw a pleasured reaction from him. The harsh brutality deep within her had been mostly sated from their previous joining, and so the sadistic tease that purposefully brought her lovers to the ragged edge came out to play.

[Nico Martell]

The thought of Selina pining for him certainly stroked Nico's ego. He wasn't dim enough to suppose that he was her only one. She wouldn't be his if he'd found anyone else interested (about the only other girl he talked to was Lucy James, and he couldn't be more disinterested). Selina's body responded, her hands moved. His moved back. He could hear the husk, felt the lips as they took his. Hands moved, worked hair, worked parts. Her own fire ignited the embers within his, stirring the bits of him that still felt quite strongly.

This wasn't as rough as the last time. Nico couldn't help but notice that. Maybe they just weren't rushed, or as frenzied. Maybe now they were just more used to each other, finding all the right spots and just sort of enjoying the moment and one another's company. He moved in tandem with her, worked what he knew, let hands and lips and other parts move to the right places. They hit the grass at some point; he could feel it grazing against him, providing a strange contour to the wet they'd been experiencing, not to mention the warmth of each other. Not that he focused on the grass that long, not while his lips and hands had work to do, moving and giving back as good as he got.

At least he liked to think he'd done well enough. Sometimes you couldn't tell with a girl, but hey, she'd at least been willing for a second round. Had to be doing something right.

[Selina Taylor]

    Selina never faked anything for her partners. If she liked them, she liked them. If she didn’t, she moved on and forgot about them. Selina didn’t see any point in wasting her time stroking a man’s ego if he’d done a shitty job. If he was offended about it, or felt bad about it, or whatever? Good. Let him learn from it and his next partner, if he got one, might be able to benefit from her honesty. Selina liked Nico though, and she wouldn’t be forgetting about him anytime soon.


    She panted and turned to face him, her body sated and her mental state relatively calm. Variety was the spice of life and she enjoyed changing things up from time to time. She also hadn’t wanted to mark him up further. Whether that was because of some deeper psychological reason or because of a purely shallow and physical one, she didn’t care to worry about it right now.


    “Now I suppose I have to wake up, huh?” she asked with a wry smile. As much as she wanted to say ‘fuck the camp,’ she also knew reality would come back and bite her in the ass for it. They could still probably get away with ‘lost’ at this point, though she imagined the smarter ones wouldn’t have any trouble guessing exactly what ‘lost’ meant.

[Nico Martell]

Things finished again as they did, leaving Nico with that glorious satisfied feeling. Perhaps that was what he was chasing, because he certainly felt good after that, as he rolled in the grass, feeling scrapes and scratches over his body. Some of those were going to be fun to explain, to be sure. Then again, maybe it would actually be enjoyable to show off. Selina was pretty well as hot as they came, after all.

"Looks that way," Nico admitted. He took another deep breath, letting it out slowly. His hand moved up to rub at his face for a few moments, knocking aside hair and getting some of his lethargy out. "I'll get up as soon as I feel my legs again," he mumbled, adding a slight chuckle. Really they'd been lucky that he hadn't phased into the ground or through Selina at some point.

Nico kept rubbing his face for a bit before lowering it. He stretched and moved his limbs: it had been his suggestion earlier to get moving after all, so he figured he should own up to the movement now. His body definitely complained: it wanted to rest until it felt good enough to, well, go another round, probably. Nico had to chuckle at that, rolling his shoulders and attempting to pull himself into at least a seated position.

[Selina Taylor]

    Selina laughed breathlessly as he mentioned feeling his legs again and couldn't help but to nod in agreement. "I know what you mean," she replied easily as she propped her head on her hand. She was slightly grateful his powers didn't seem to activate during sex for whatever reason. It was nice not to have to worry about it. Though, she wondered if she should... but not much. If he didn't mention it, neither would she.

    Selina watched Nico in a combination of amused interest and honest attraction. She was perfectly capable of admiring without working herself up though, which was a boon at this point. She sat up languorously as her limbs felt a bit more like jello than usual. She grinned as she noticed she wasn't quite ready to stand just yet. Her legs had a high chance of giving out beneath her. 
    
    Selina glanced at him as he chuckled, at what she couldn't tell. Her glance was curious, but she didn't feel the need to bother him with questions either. If he wanted to tell he would. 
    

[Nico Martell]

Yeah, they got each other, or at least got each other on some level. Nico wasn't exactly a philosopher or anything along those lines. He didn't even want to think too deeply about the whole situation. Mostly because he was too focused on actually getting up again and potentially finding his pants, wherever those had ended up. Nico turned and looked, noticing that it looked like one of the horses had decided to nibble on them.

Sighing, Nico at least realized he had the reason to get up and started heading somewhere away from Selina. He trudged over, bending down to grab his pants (which technically gave Selina a rather nice view of his back half), pulling at them. "Kinda surprised they haven't already sent out a search party," he admitted wryly, moving to tug the pants back on, wincing only slightly as he felt what he sincerely hoped wasn't horse saliva glide against a leg.

[Selina Taylor]

    Selina smiled as she took her time watching him until he finally had his pants on before she stretched and slowly got up. At his comment, she laughed and shook her head, "I'm sure we're not the only ones who're bending the rules. I'd say we're probably the least of their worries right now... or at least I'd like to think so," she added with a small smirk. She walked around and picked up her clothes from the various and sundry places where the'd been thrown, pulling on her sports bra and shirt before sliding her underwear and then her pants back on.

    She was quick and efficient when she wanted to be. She then walked over to him and grinned, "I think I rather like horse-back riding. I'll have to try it again sometime," she offered with a sly smile. Selina then leaned up and kissed him one last time, her lips lingering against his.

[Nico Martell]

Nico had to let out a slight grunting life, admitting that Selina had something of a point. Given the makeup of their little group, he doubted that two students wandering off to enjoy one another's company ranked high on everyone's worry list. Someone had to be getting up to something borderline illegal at this point, or at least making the sort of trouble that drew far more attention than what the two of them managed here. So he let go of that worry, and instead spent his time admiring Selina as she got dressed. Shame that the best bits got covered, but not like they could ride out of there naked. Though now he was, of course, imagining just that and enjoying himself far too much with the mental image that came to mind.

The comment Selina threw drew another rough laugh from Nico, and he certainly enjoyed the kiss that followed, smiling at her. he nodded, then turned to the horses. "Best get them back," he said, reaching up to brush back his hair. He did walk over to Selina's first though, looking at her, wondering if she'd need help getting up onto the horse or if that was breaking some sort of rule in his even offering. Couldn't hurt to stand there and offer. Worst case scenario: he'd be looking at her while she mounted up, and he definitely didn't see a problem with that.