London

[Bloodedge]

"Right. Change and a lift. Sounds good to me, luv," Ozzy agreed. Whatever risks Nikki was signing herself up for, she proclaimed they were to be expected... and furthermore claimed they would unlikely be regrettable. "That so?" he asked with a wide grin, seeming fairly rhetorical in his query. Nikki finally left his lap, for the first time in what had to be several hours of sitting around. They would meet at the front of the building in a matter of minutes according to her plan, to which Ozzy agreed after taking special note of that little wink. "Can do. Just... gimme an extra minute, yeah? Think I'll sit here and get my walking legs back, you know?" he replied. Of course, he had to let that intense erection of his fade away before getting up, lest he negate the purpose of sitting for so long in the first place. Once it was gone though, he'd be off and ditching his costume for casual wear as well. That tinge of excitement from earlier was back in full force as Ozzy stepped out front to either await, or find Nikki at the entrance.

[Apollymi]

He needed a few extra minutes, but still agreed to their little meet up after changing clothes? Fine. She figured there'd be a bit of a wait involved anyways, considering the state of his manhood for the last few hours. Besides all of that there was all the two-sided tape she had to get rid of from her own body. "Sure thing, mate~" she stated after leaving giving a casual wave over her shoulder. Ah, and within about 10 minutes she was standing out in front of the convention, waiting on her car to come around, and well, her secondary passenger. She'd been gifted the use of a limo and a driver for the duration of her stay, as such she was making use of it. This one was particularly nice inside, came with a partition and quite space and noise cancelling. She when she'd first been told this, she couldn't figure out why this was told to her aside from her ability to tend to her business without risk of eavesdropping. At the moment though she was giddy at the idea that such quality of life features could come in handy. In one hand casually over her shoulder was the garment bag which held her bikini and in the other was her phone. She seemed quite used to walking around this way and soon enough Ozzy was joining her at the same time the car was pulling around. She grinned. "Right on time," she mentioned. The car came to a stop and the driver got out, taking her things from her while opening the back door, for the pair to enter. "Good Afternoon, ma'am. Partition is already up ma'am and everything has been restocked. Where are we headed?" he asked so polite, she didn't really get to have such things often but she did enjoy being free to ride around without having to worry about anything. "Back to the Dorchester...Thank you~" she said happily she'd be slipping in and assuming Ozzy joined her, the door would be shut behind them by the driver.

[Bloodedge]

Upon stepping outside with a carryon in tow, Ozzy was met by the woman he would be riding with. Right on time, she said, and it was quickly very clear why. Approaching the curb ahead of them was, surprisingly, a stretch limousine. "Bloody hell, talk about blowing the budget for con," he said in a state of shock. Still content to tag along for the ride, Ozzy handed off his luggage as well. He'd soon enough followed Nikki into the vehicle, only to be astounded by the visuals yet again. Well, it wasn't simply the visuals of the limousine, though it was seeming incredible as well. The driver had spoken prior to their entry, speaking of a raised partition and a restock of... something. Such luxurious trips were foreign to Ozzy, so he had little choice but to wonder what was even being discussed as he took a seat upon... a couch? In a car? There was so much to be astounded by. "Partition, restock, fat lot of I have no idea whatsoever. Adding one more thing to my list of irresponsible purchases of the future, I think."

[Apollymi]

"This one was a gift, part of the coordinator's deal... " she said. She wasn't quite used to this sort of thing either, but she could definitely see the appeal of traveling like this. Of course, after entering the vehicle she slid across the seat and Ozzy joined her. She didn't sit too far away but let him take in the sights nonetheless. The door closed behind him and she heard his assessment of this vehicle along with the man admitting that there was about to be a thing added to his irresponsible purchases list. "Oh? Really? Well, at least you acknowledge that it's irresponsible," she said with a little smirk. She couldn't help it. Oh... there it was again. She was in a closed in space with him now. She wasn't sitting too far away. Actually, he was in arms reach... rather suddenly she became a bit anxious. Oh, no... she shouldn't rush right? They were on their way back to their hotel. Easy does it, right? Still, it should be a crime for a man to look this nice. He also smelled really good. She'd been keeping that one in the back of her head for several hours. He really had been a comfortable chair too, jeez, she was already becoming spoiled by the idea of him. How did she end up like this?

[Bloodedge]

"Really?! Go figure; the guy who roped me in had fuck all to sweeten the deal. I should get new guys," Ozzy griped. He'd walked all the way from the Dorchester to the convention, and here Nikki was, having an entire limo to herself. Though, on the other hand, his glance around the back of this vehicle made Ozzy realize... he now had Nikki to himself here and now. View of the driver was blocked off, and that presumably worked both ways. He could see an intercom in place, and assumed it was for the purpose of contacting the driver if necessary. So then, there would be no sudden interruptions if anything were to occur? That was Ozzy's thought, though probably not one he should've been having. Whatever the case, interest in the limo itself soon lost its luster in a single moment─ a moment in which he looked toward Nikki once more, realizing the lack of distance between them. "I'm not exactly known for smart spending. I buy what I like, long as the bills are paid," he said. Though he was easily capable of keeping up a conversation in such casual manner, his mind had hardly wandered very far from its recent resting place. He'd already started devouring this woman with his eyes, and there wasn't a single sign of him choosing to do anything else. "Ever just want to do something on pure impulse like that?"

[Apollymi]

According to Ozzy he'd gotten nothing else to sweeten the deal of his appearance at this particular convention. This led the man to claiming that he needed to get some new people. Given he hadn't gotten anything better out of the deal Nikki was forced to agree with his clause. "Yeah, mate. Get some new people and get some free stuff out of your public appearances~" she mused. Of course, there was the hotel accommodations so it wasn't like it was a total wash. Aside from that, a stroke of luck had them both attending this particular event. Whether that was good or bad luck was mostly dependent upon the perspective of the individual, right about now, as they continued chatting easy. It was great luck... but as her own mind began to wander away from just talking Nikki began to think maybe her luck was bad. "Not a bad way to go about it, seems like it would make for happy living, and there's nothing wrong with that..." she responded honestly. Of course, all the while her gaze had shifted. Ah, she was doing something strange. Watching his lips move as he spoke.

Nikki found herself incapable of finding a single flaw in Ozzy's face. Everything about it, was absolutely perfect to her. Were his lips soft? She assumed so, they looked soft. Those eyes of his were also something to take in... it really should be illegal for a man who played video games to look this good. Actually, he was still talking. Did she ever get the urge to act on impulse like that? She licked her own lips, rather suddenly parched, this man was a walking thirst trap. Great smelling, good looking, gorgeous eyed, charming thirst trap.... with a great cock. Those purple eyes of hers shifted just a bit, up from his mouth making eye contact which she didn't seem to want to break after doing it. "I can't say I'm really that impulsive normally, but... I've recently started to feel something like that... like a little itch at the back of my head. Telling me to do something, you know, instead of the one that talks you out of it?" That is what she figured this lacking impulse was like and it was something she'd been fighting with herself about all day, but the day was long and she'd already started talking herself into the exact opposite approach of what she'd started with... her face was coming closer and closer, to Ozzy's, as she aimed to capture his lips with her own. She was told she couldn't be too keen. So why shouldn't she? Why shouldn't she snog the hot guy in the back of the limo?

[Bloodedge]

All things considered, Ozzy had no reason whatsoever to complain about commodities. He would have walked all the way from Blackpool to London for this convention, all because he knew Nikki was going to be on the panel when he arrived. Ah, if only he could have been present during her casting. He'd have to complain to those damn Aeons later about not calling him to Japan when she was brought in. Oh well; there was no room for any of that nonsense now. Impulses were being discussed, being thought about, and they would soon enough be acted upon. Ozzy's question had been a bit leading. He was on topic, sure, but he was actually suffering from numerous impulses of his own all along. Yes, he knew that itch all too well. From the look on Nikki's face as they spoke, it was the exact same one, actually. The sight of her tongue running across her lips was more of a trap than anything he could have ever imagined. "... Yeah, same here. More than normal, at least," he said slowly as the voice in his own head was doing anything but talking him out of something.

Ah yes, that voice spoke through both of them. It was not Nikki alone who drew closer, but Ozzy as well. Why not, right? He'd been given every sign of acceptance thus far, and as he moved, he saw her encroaching upon him as well. Soon, the magical moment was upon them. Lips were mashed against each other whilst Ozzy reached out, his hand finding its place on the back of Nikki's neck. There would be no retreat allowed for quite some time now, even as there was a sharp intake of air by Ozzy, preceding the hastening of his approach. He may have given some implications before, but even he didn't realize what he'd gotten himself into. Being in Nikki's presence all day had been like sampling a small appetizer at dinner, only after missing every other meal of the day. He'd been sitting on that appetizer for a few hours now, so surely the appearance of his entrée could only be met with action befitting a state of starvation.

[Apollymi]

According to Ozzy, he didn't have much impulse control either and he was feeling the temptation to fall to the call more so than normal. This ended up being evidenced by his movements towards the purple haired lass, which were happening as she did the same. How strange it must be for both of them. Nikki had spent the whole of her day trying not to fall to impulse. In fact, her brain had been for a very long time trying to talk her out of overinvestment, waiting for the other shoe to fall on Ozzy's personality. There had to be something right? But, that part of her brain, the logical part, had long since been lulled into silence. Now the other side of her brain was functioning and she had all but given into a strange impulse she had to lay claim to this man completely, standards of behavior be damned.

Their lips met and mashed together and Ozzy's hand found its way to the back of her neck with urgency. She was locked into being this distance from him and... she liked it. That was an understatement. A sharp intake of breath by Ozzy made her take one as well, more shallow as her lips continued to meet his. She was trying to avoid being too forward but there were already kissing, what more could it hurt? Her approach was seemingly ravenous. As if after thinking about it for the entirety of the day, she suddenly needed to know what is mouth tasted like. At least she'd confirmed the softness of his lips. Nikki's fingers trailed up his neck behind his collar finding their tips buried within his brown locks. Was this desire? She needed to consume him in this way, and felt at her core a tenuous throbbing which was the start of her arousal. Well, this wasn't good. That being said as the car drove along she felt no inclination to stop, that tongue she'd used to wet her lips wanted to taste more, she opened her mouth... in a manner most inviting, as they kissed, almost teasing him with the idea of entry... ah but would he take it? That was the question.

[Bloodedge]

A feast, a feast. The starving mutt Oliver had a lump of meat placed before him, and he hadn't an inkling of doing anything other than eating it until he popped. Earlier in their meeting, he'd been teased with the idea of Nikki's lips. The thought was left to fester in his mind, until this very moment in which he could attack. Arousal was not something which plagued only one of these two. No, Ozzy had barely managed to recover from his own several minutes prior. Now... it was back in full force, being loosed through his mouth to the best of its ability to do so. There was an opening beyond the norm to Nikki's mouth after some time─ an invitation, as it were. Would he take it? Absolutely! He'd take any invitation from Nikki, and this would be rather close to the bottom of any would-be 'exceptions' list. Ozzy's tongue passed his own lips to taste the lips of Nikki directly. Invitation accepted and all, he wasn't going to do anything but savor the moment. Yes, he needed everything─ every little sample along the way. Ah, but it only took moments for his tongue to move into her mouth to taste of her oral muscle. With little to no restraint remaining in his person, his growing anticipation became obvious as breath escaped his mouth, and the hand behind Nikki's neck shifted its grip repeatedly as if he were grasping for dear life. The lad's body was adjusting itself as well; little shifts here and there resulted in Ozzy facing Nikki more directly with his entire being. Eventually, the only thing between Nikki and himself aside from air and clothes, was the singular leg he'd lifted onto the seat cushion to allow this amount of rotation.

[Apollymi]

Well, it seemed to be the case that Ozzy wasn't turning down any offering made by Nikki. That teasing opening of her mouth was met by tongue which moved over her lips before making its way into the confines of her own maw. How strange, this man was... well, he was devouring her. It was like he'd never before wanted anything else. There was a certain appeal in this starved approach, a thing about it which she found undeniably attractive. She was feeling appreciated by the act of savoring. This man really did boost her ego quite a bit, she couldn't say she ever felt more desirable than she did to have this man kissing her with such depth at this moment. Her own mouth never really stopped moving and when he began to shift, she moved with him. She couldn't find it in her own person to resist. Maybe, if that other part of her brain had been working, she might have remembered that they were in a moving vehicle and as such they were prone to interruption at any moment. Even so, she simply couldn't wait, how strange... she'd never been particularly impatient.

As her tongue swirled against his within her mouth the gentlest moan escaped her lips along with the air from her lungs. How was she supposed to stop when this felt so good? Well, she wasn't really considering that part. Ozzy's grasp kept changing and she didn't care, all that was between them now was his leg and their clothing and the air, but she cared very little about that too? How far would this go? Well, she would see. Even so, she'd continue, she'd pull him closer her hand at his hair tugging gently on his roots. Her tongue wandering its way towards his mouth instead. She'd taste his mouth, and ever so gently suck on his bottom lip, before re-entering the space. Goodness he tasted nice, she could do this forever, right?