Let's Play!

Marina growled softly.



" He's mine this time. MY boy toy. He's at my disposal, it was my doing that put him in this state."

Jethro gave his little pout.



"Aww..." He looked at her out of the corner of his eye.



"You could still tell me how much and I could calculate for you."

Marina looked him over, tilting her head to the side with a rather unhappy look as she actually answered.



" I had to stop him."



She replied softly, glancing in the direction of Ephriam's noise.

Ephriam was at the top of the tower, half hanging off the wall as he reached for the rafter. He stopped laughing so that he could swing up on to it.



Jethro smiled with bright eyes.



"Oh, you could make some major mischief..."

" Time?"



She asked, sighing as she took him into consideration, kind of concerned about the man, actually.

Jethro scrunched his eyes shut with a little thought. He murmured his way through the numbers.



"Let's see... you're about 5'1"... multiplied by your weight... divided by... assuming that you were still conscious afterwords... and factoring the extras... means... uh..." He strained for a minute.



"It'll probably take him six and a half hours from when it ended. Give or take about fifteen minutes and accounting for the fact that after five he should be much more mellow." Jethro opened his eyes.

Marina smiled, and pecked Jethro on the cheek, looking him over.



" Perhaps once I'm tended to regularly you can play with him, until then, he's all mine."



She informed him, wondering off to find Ephriam, smiling as she looked up at where her lover stood.

Ephriam was immediately aware of her presence. He lowered his arms from where he had been tightrope walking along the beam at the very top of the tower. He dropped down so that he was hanging from his knees, looking down at the little speck that was Marina at the bottom of the tower.



"I see you."

" Come to me?"



She asked cutely, looking him over as she watched him closely.

The man flashed a grin and gave a little chirp of an answer.



"Sure." He unbent his knees and tumbled down through the air. Even as he flipped over, the man seemed not to be worrying. In fact, he almost seemed to enjoy it. Ephriam landed on the stone ground with a very heavy thud, little bits of dust and tiny pebbles tumbling away from his feet. The man stood up from his crouch, smiling wide.

Marina winced and checked him over out of instinct.



" Don't do it that way again, love."



She purred softly, moving to kiss him.



" Feeling alittle... joyous?"

Ephriam laughed as she checked him. The man swept her into his arms, spinning around.



"Aww... It does not hurt." The man could not quench his grin.



"It is a very pleasant feeling, Marina. I have to wonder, though. Why are you awake?" He didn't seem that concerned, though.

Marian flushed slightly.



" I don't like being alone afterwords, so I'm guessing I only slept until I couldn't keep myself asleep any longer."



she replied honestly, moving to kiss at him softly.

Ephriam kissed her gently.



"Well, here I am." He gently tossed her, catching her in his arms just the same as is often seen between a parent and a small child. He spun around again, holding her close.

Marina flushed softly, merely cuddling tight in his hold.



" Yes, and now I shall keep you."

Ephriam shifted so that Marina was riding piggy back as he walked out of the empty, floorless tower.



"It is not as though I was going to run away."

" It's a security thing... It messes with your head when the one you just made love to, wants to leave afterwords..."



she tried to explain, looking down at him.

Ephriam glanced over his shoulder, his gaze resting on her.



"It is not because of you. I have an issue sitting still."

Victoria smiled as best she could, kissing the top of his head, nestling down a bit.



" I understand, it still messes with the head though. It's a chemical reaction in the body. I have little control over it, sweetie."

Ephriam just gave her a gentle smile and walked on down through the hallways, pausing a moment to adjust a bust that was slightly askew.



"That is perfectly fine. You are perfectly fine."

" Not really, cause I kind fo want to supper glue you to me."



She purred cutely.

Ephriam laughed, tilting his head back as he hopped across the tiled library floor: skip one, skip two, skip one, skip two.



"That would be rather inconvenient."

Marina made a tiny face.



" That's not the point. I don't want to be away from you right now, is all."...



why was he still acting hyper? Grrr... If this was the calm state...

As he walked down the hall on the other side, Ephriam was seriously having a problem keeping the smile off of his face. In fact, he was failing completely.



"I am not sure you could be any closer, beautiful."

" I'm telling you, your saddled with me for a good while."

Ephriam gave another soft chuckle.



"Well, I have to say, as it stands - you are saddled with me." He blinked a few times, suddenly looking slightly embarrassed.



"I apologize, that was terribly crude." Apparently he was starting to mellow out.

Marina giggled at his choice words, moving to kiss at his neck.



" I think I like you in the saddle."



She giggled cutely, nuzzling him.

Ephriam cleared his throat, and what happened next was almost beyond explanation. He blushed. Okay, so there was a plausible explanation. It was just shocking to see.

Marina moved and was now slipping around him and standing infront of him, impeding his walking.



" Love, your okay with what happened, right?"



she asked slowly, considering him. She didn't wanna be a regret.

Ephriam stopped, and at her question that pesky little grin cracked his face again.



"You have no idea how 'okay' I am with it." He leaned down to kiss her but stopped short, looking like he would like to have smacked himself.



"I am sorry... My mouth seems to be getting away from me."

Marina flushed and smiled as she moved to complete the offered kiss.



" your sure?"

Ephriam smiled at her in a sheepish way. that was enough of an answer. It was at least amusing to seem him in such form.

Marina smiled at him, and shook her head.



" Are you able to say the word sex?"



Marina asked curiously, looking to him.

Ephriam expression was one of choked laughter. He actually snorted. It was like she thought he was a little kid or something.



"Only behind closed doors." Oh, that's horrible. A horrible, horrible pun.

Marina stopped, staring at him.



" I think I need to take you somewhere."



With that, she took his hand, double checking it was night out before dragging him right out the front door.

The man glanced around, more than a little surprised.



"Um... alright... Where?"

" You'll see."



she purred as she contemplated a car, then simply went about dragging him all the way down the hill to the far off, neon light lit store.

Ephriam blinked a few times, squinting and then unsquinting his eyes several times, shading them with his hand.



"I hate neon." That was all he had to say about this for the minute.

Marina smirked, dragging him up to the back door, so he had no clue what the palce was, and walked into the building, smiling to herself as she gazed upon the walls of sex books, videos, dildos, and more.

Ephriam's eyes drifted over everything and then to Marina. He leaned down with a very simple response.



"You talked to Jethro, correct?"