~Frozen Fire~

Chapter4"Out for a little."

The cab pulled up to the night club and a young, strong red-head stepped out wearing a pair of black jeans with gray pockets on his rear and at his knees. Along with that he wore a nicely fitting black T-shirt that showed off his well - toned chest and biceps. Hwoarang moved to the entrance of the club and as the bouncer opened the door for him, neon lights hit his form and he proceeded inside. He mainly recognized all of the faces, accept for a few. There was a dark-haired, Chinese decent standing over by the wall. * Hmmm... Easy access with that little pink dress...* He smirked at his own arrogance, then noticed a tawny, well- endowed female, tearing up the dance floor. * Whoa...she's gotta be the easiest chick in here.* The reason he thought that was because of the skimpy bikini top she wore, and the shiny lace-up pants.
Once she finally stopped dancing she moved over for a quick drink of water, then started back out on the dance floor, however she was stopped, by the hot-head. Hwoarang had to play it cool. He gave the dancer a heart- melting smile. She lightly blinked and asked " Wanna dance?" Hwoarang smiled again and took her hand and began to lead her to the dance floor, until a large man came up and grabbed him by the scruff of his neck and threw him from the girl. " I remember you!" The man said in a ragged, deep voice. Hwoarang got to his feet and kept a straight face and noticed the tawny, gorgeous female was standing by the dark haired girl, that sparked his attention earlier. * Two for one deal perhaps...* The fired-headed fighter turned his attention back to the large, angered male whom spoke to him." I remember you won that street fight against me 'few months 'go!" Hwoarang nodded and smirked. " Yeah, I remember. Bad English, awful breath, sweating like a pig... The smell alone could've made me vomit..."

"You'd better shut your mouth you little twig!" With that the large mane picked up the carrot-topped smartass and threw him again. Hwoarang merely rolled to his feet. " So, what are you doing here? Come to congratulate me?"

"RRAAAAAAHHHH!!" The man growled and moved toward the red-head. Hwoarang moved out of the way, getting behind him and jumped up kicking the repulsive fellow into a steal pillar, knocking him unconscious. Hwoarang turned to the spectacular discovery of a female, whom looked at him admiringly as she moved over to him. She just opened her lips to speak to him when two other men jumped out and attacked him. Hwoarang caught himself and with a series of kicks, high and love. The red-head had them beat. He grinned and stepped out of his fighting stance and looked to the girl. He fixed his nicely fitting shirt, flexing his well-toned arms a bit as he did, then asked her. " So...you gotta name?" She grinned and said in a sweet tone." Yeah...its Cristie." Hwoarang smiled and spoke in a low tone to her after stepping toward her. " Well, Cristie, your very beautiful. " She smiled and blushed a bit. She did have to admit, he had a way about him. Cristie then spoke back. " And you are?" Hwoarang smiled while he stood against her. " I'm your dirtiest fantasy." He grinned a white smile and began to lead her off. * What is it about her? The breasts? It'd be nice if she'd just take it all off. Perhaps its the easy access pants. Nice legs, well proportioned for her endowments. * He took her in his left arm, a nice tight grip around her thin waist made her feel sexy. He led her off and around to a dark corner inside the club. He shoved her gently against the wall of the corner and started kissing her, she returned the kiss. She slid her hands up his arms, to his shoulders and up his neck and finally into those fiery locks of orange as he began to kiss down her neck, and upper chest. Cristie stopped him with a smile and said with a hungry voice and a light smile. " Not here... " She took his hand and led him off and out of the club and called a taxi. They got in and gave one another seductive glances back and forth, until finally they showed up in front of her small home. One story, one bedroom, basement, kitchen, living room. The basement was well done with carpet and a bathroom. Cristie gave him a tour, but only thing he wanted a tour of was her body and eventually he told her that. Finally they went to her room. " Now I want a tour of something else. " He smirked as he moved toward her with her back to the bed. He was once again, against her kissing down her neck while his hands explored her soft body. He knew exactly how to make a girl want him and make her willing to give him what he wants from her.
He first started with full-lipped, but dry kisses on her neck and shoulders as he removed the straps of the bikini top, from her small, rounded shoulders and kissed the newly revealed skin. He stopped there and began to undo the laced up shiny pants. He merely tugged on them lightly and they fell to her ankles revealing a pink thong. Once Hwoarang caught a glimpse of the new flesh of her legs, his primitive side exploded and he began to engulf her in opened, warm, wet kisses, moving his kisses down her neck to her breasts, he pulled off the bikini top, letting his hands roam everywhere he could reach. His large arms held her tightly as he began to move her back upon the bed, however when she moves to sit he stopped her and pulled the thong off of her, tossing it to the floor. Then he allows her to move onto the soft bed. He then climbed atop her. He spread her knees and places hips between them and pushed. Cristie felt the hardened affection he had against her. She grinned to him and reached up to the bottom of his shirt and started to pull it off. He stood on his knees and quickly yanked his black shirt off, letting the dog tags jingle down from his neck. He grinned and moved back down and started to kiss her again, while he tossed his shirt to the floor. He then looked her over for a moment then his eyes met her's... " Damn... Nice!" He moved down and kissed her collar bones then down to her voluptuous, round breasts, squeezing them softly as he went. He started kissing between her endowments, then down her well- toned stomach. He sat up on his knees again, while her bare butt rested upon his thighs. He spread her knees again, then grabbed her hips and pushed her up the bed a bit, but he stayed where he was. He leaned down to her sex and began to kiss the lips below her navel, giving her such a feeling that caused her to explode in pleasure. He arose, wiping his mouth a bit, then quickly removed his jeans and boxers. He rushed back atop her. She felt his affection bumping against her sex. With a little guidance his sex entered hers and filled her. He began to move atop her. Hwoarang laughed a bit while he thought * I've SO scored!*.... He continued to pleasure her and himself. She felt good to him, and he might just have to hang onto her...