[F2-PP] A Formal Apology (Opal)

[Jomei 0]

Jomei watched curiously as Opal got up from her seat and slowly made her way over to Jomei's. His eyes widened and he felt his heartbeat faster and faster, watching as she sat down next to him and draped one of her legs over his. The man could not think of what to say, and could barely breathe. Her body was very close to his, and he could tell that her body was warming up just as much as his was. With shaky breaths, his eyes looked from Opal's gaze to her lips, and then down to her hand when she felt it brush over him ever so gently, but enough to get his attention. Her mouth was out of sight as she pressed her body closer into Jomei, speaking in a whisper. Sweat dripped from the side of his head and down his cheekbone as Opal's words snaked their way into his ear, feeling puffs of hot breath create a layer of moisture on his skin. His eyes partially closed when he felt the woman's warm lips press against his neck, and through his mouth, a soft gasp. She was inviting him to her room at an inn not too far from this bar. One did not need much of an imagination to know just what it was she was inviting him for. After creating a line of saliva on his neck with her tongue, Opal made her departure, sending him the name of the inn where she was. Jomei watched the girl go, his lips biting the corner of his lip as she exited the door.

After quickly finishing off his drink and paying his tab, Jomei drunkenly made his way out of the tavern and stood in the cold Urbus air. He blinked a couple of times, "I can'-T do this... It's.. not righ'.." he murmured to himself. Opening the message from Opal, he decided it was best to go to the inn and talk to her about it... like their first date before her training. He was sure she would understand. He stumbled through the streets of Urbus, the alcohol still taking a toll on his body. Surprisingly, he found the inn and made his way inside. "R-Room... 3.." he said to himself, reading the large gold 3 on the door. He hesitantly brought his fist up to the door and knocked twice. After waiting a moment, the door finally opened, and Jomei took in a deep breath. Just gonna talk to her.. I'm.. just gonna talk to her.. I'm- His thoughts were interrupted as the door opened to reveal the woman inside..

[Opal 0]

Opal fumbled towards the Inn, left and right her body would sway. Clearly drunk, the Vice Commander scouted her way through the empty streets, it was good to know that no one could see her as Vice Commander now or her guild mates looking after her from a distance or seeing her seductive show. But the woman was horny, Teselmar was a good man but he was a man away doing his own thing, and Opal had not felt the touch of another in a long time. She could not keep doing this to herself with Jomei, denying that carnal pleasure that she had yearned for since the beginning. There was something about that man she wanted, she didn't know the extent of it though and right now she was in no condition to mull over it. She would work her womanly body, her sexual drive would take it from there for whatever purpose or outcome. 

Finding the Inn, the woman swayed still as she moved to room 3. That golden number on the door almost seemed to mock her as she shoved the door open with her shoulder nearly tripping over herself and planting her face into the floor, "[censored]...christ..." she said stumbling towards the bed. The room was dark but slowly came to life with the small fire place that was now heating the room. Her white eyes danced from left to right as she climbed over on the bed and laid down on it. She took a few gentle breaths before getting herself up, fingers finding the menu as she quickly removed her clothing save for her panties and a ridiculously snug bra. She moved towards the pillows and closed her eyes, her hand moving down between her thighs as she gently raked her nails against her flesh, her body warming up from the fireplace radiating the heat outward into the room. The woman panted to herself as she heard two sharp knocks at the door and it slowly opened and creeked. 

Her eyes shot wide open when she noticed the figure standing there, her right hand between her legs as she looked over to him, those eyes that seemed to dare him to enter the dim room. She got off the bed, taking him by the arm and pulling him inside when the door snapped shut. She pressed his body to the door as she leaned against him and and looked into his eyes, "Is this what you want?" She lifted his hand up to her bare tattooed thigh and allowed the warmth of his hand to caress her, "We do this, and no one can find out. But if we do this...will it just be a one night thing? I don't honestly know, but right now..." the woman lifted his hand and placed one of his fingers in her mouth and suckled lightly at the tip and lightly bit down, her eyes looked up at him, "right now, I know what I want." 

[Jomei 0]

As the door creaked open on its own, he took a deep breath and his eyes closed. He had planned out what he wanted to say in his mind.... ah-hell.. he didn't plan [censored]. Who was he kidding. He opened up his eyes again to see Opal. All of Opal. The woman sprawled out on her bed, the nails at the end of her fingers digging into the skin on her thighs. His olive eyes widened, not able to break his gaze of the girl. What was it he needed to say again? He watched as Opal got up from the bed and made her way over to Jomei, grabbing his arm and yanking him inside of the room, slamming the door shut behind him. With all of the alcohol he consumed, these quick motions were all a blur, and next thing he knew, he was pressed against the back of Opal's door, the half naked woman's body completely pressing against Jomei's in every way. Did not leave much for her to notice how Jomei felt of the situation.. The man's breath became shaky again, looking from Opal's eyes to her lips, and back to her eyes as she spoke. She said she wanted this, and wanted to know if Jomei wanted this too. It was wrong. Completely wrong in all aspects of the word wrong. But the Irishman right now.. he was not in the state of mind to realize that. He had alcohol up to his head in him, completely clouding every one of his words and judgements. Not a usual thing for the man, being he was usually quite the responsible one. On top of that, here was a woman whom he once had feelings for, throwing herself at him, her skin pressing against his body in ways no one ever had before. He opened his mouth to speak, but could not. Slowly, he brought his arms up and hesitantly grabbed at her hips. "........o-one nigh'" he said in a quick drunken slur, not even knowing what he had just got himself into.

[Opal 0]

Opal grinned, her eyes half open as those red lips seemed so smug from his answer. She shook her head lightly, "Oh Jomei...I'm gonna have you regretting that decision..." And with that, the woman, Opal fueled with alcohol surging through her veins with no thought less than what she wanted between his legs moved him from the door and towards the bed. Applying pressure to his shoulder, both hands leaned on and shoved him down on the bed. One leg fell to each of his sides as she straddled him moving down and locking her red lips to his. If he was nervous, she could sense it through the quick pitter patter of his heart beat, the sweat accumulated over his palms gave all the flags that he was not in his right state of mind. But neither was Opal, neither could be blamed for this moment that was going to pass. As their lips stopped moving, the woman pressed her body hard into him almost in a grinding motion as she whispered, "...relax..."

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Morning had found its way to the room shedding light to the hungover Opal. She moaned softly as her hands reached for the blinds to get the light to snap, but she she had reached up and started to get feeling in her body and her eyes started to creep open from their bloodshot state, the woman found warm flesh pressed against warm flesh. She gulped heavily and looked up from her 'pillow' that was Jomei. "Oh [censored]...[censored], [censored], [censored], [censored]..." she grunted lowly, her bare chest pressed against his body as she attempted to move and get up without disturbing him too much. Her head was banging, ears were ringing and she felt sick to her stomach. The woman lifted the covers, he was naked too and quickly snapped them shut once more. "[censored]..." she said lowly. Pressing a hand to her face to help alleviate the pressure in her head, the woman skimmed through her inventory and started to get clothed. She looked at Jomei and she felt horrible for the both of them, but there was also a feeling of being fulfilled by a long time wish. But this, this was not the way to go about it. She might have felt guilty, but she was also...really happy. The consequences of their actions...this was going to be a rocky path for the both of them. In her Vice Commander's Uniform, the woman slowly walked around the side of the bed where he continued to sleep. He was so cute as he was, but she had taken away something precious between him and Zandra. The woman pressed her hand to his head, sweeping the ginger hair from his face and moving down to kiss him one last time on the head, "I'm sorry Jomei..." 

She was gone...

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