Post by Aftershock on Jun 26, 2011 19:36:04 GMT -5
Cainith grinned to himself as Ivy climbed up onto his back, since now that he wasn't concerned about escaping possible detection from the Wasteland rider, he could appreciate the pleasureable feeling of the voluptuous redhead's body pressing against his back. His heart thrilled when she agreed to dinner, and he was thankful his gamble had paid off. Once he felt she was secure, he began climbing the short distance from their ledge to the top of the cliff, his strength and grip making the climb easy. Ivy could feel his powerful muscles flex beneath his shirt as he climbed, and her weight seemed to slow him down not at all. She began to slip only once, wherein Cainith kept his grip with one hand and used the other to grab Ivy's wrists, allowing her to rest and pull herself back into a secure position before resuming the climb.
Once they reached the top, Ivy began to climb off his back, but Cainith grinned mischeviously and then suddenly whipped his shoulders and hips about in a move he used in wrestling to get an opponent off his back and into his arms for a throw. Instead of a throw, Cainith simply caught the shocked young woman in his arms carefully, and grinned down at her as he said, "I said I would carry you back to the barracks, and I intend to do just that," as he began to jog in the direction of the Candidate barracks, his long strides easily eating up the distance.
Once they reached the top, Ivy began to climb off his back, but Cainith grinned mischeviously and then suddenly whipped his shoulders and hips about in a move he used in wrestling to get an opponent off his back and into his arms for a throw. Instead of a throw, Cainith simply caught the shocked young woman in his arms carefully, and grinned down at her as he said, "I said I would carry you back to the barracks, and I intend to do just that," as he began to jog in the direction of the Candidate barracks, his long strides easily eating up the distance.
