Thread: The Law of Love (Casket & Porcelain Bones)

Just as Kodi opened her mouth to answer Jame's question Blood chimed in and answered his question for him. A small gasp escaped from her lips when his hand cupped her ass with a firm grip, his finger teasing her pussy making her bite her bottom lip and moan softly. Mmm, yes I am but you know what teasingly me like that will get you. Her finger moved down his chest slowly as she gazed up at him, though she could only see herself in the reflection of his glasses. Turning she looked over as she heard someone else speak up, particularly about the books. She watched Hannibal as he moved from the bar over to where they were standing and she offered him a soft smile as to tell him she meant no harm. While Blood calmed Hannibal down, Koda's eyes wandered back over to James. Her eyes scanned him up and down once more and although she couldn't put her finger on it, she knew there was something different about him. It was something that spoke to the more calm, reasonable and level minded side of the girl as if this whole bad ass biker thing was just a front. It wasn't until she felt her ass being squeezed again that she tuned back into reality, and looked back over at Blood. Laughing breathlessly she smiled and nodded, Huh? Oh yeah, of course. Reaching out, she grabbed Hannibal by his shirt and dragged him over to one of the chairs near the bar before pushing him down in it. Sit tight for me. She said softly, her tone now more seductive and sultry than before. Koda walked over to a jukebox on the wall by the bar and started scanning through the music, her hips already swaying back and forth. After settling on Too Fast For Love by Motley Crue of her favorites to dance to, she began to make her way back over to Hannibal. Standing in front of him, Koda began to do her thing, letting the music take control over her body and her mind so that everything else around her was a blur. The young girl moved her her hips slowly at first, before making her way up to the tempo of the beat. Bending forward she placed one of her hands on the ground as her ass began to shake in time with her hips. Slowly standing back up, she ran her hands up the sides of her body before turning and facing the old man. Her hips still moving with the music she made her way over to him and straddled his lap, her hands resting on the back of the chair. She couldn't help but smile at the audible groan out of his mouth when her body began to grind against his. Moving one of her hands, she placed it on the back of his head and pressed it towards her chest, burying his face in the fabric draping over her breasts. Dakota held his head their as she started to move her hips up and down, her other hand reaching up towards her hair and entangling her fingers with it. Before the song was even half way over the old man pulled back from her chest and let out a deep breath. Holy shit. He groaned out as he looked up at the girl, a big grin on his lips. You're too hot for me to handle sweetheart. I need a minute to myself. And with that Dakota stood up with a laugh and pushed her hair out of her face. She watched as the old man made his way down one of the long hallways of the club house, I'll give you the other half some other time. She called out before he disappeared around the corner with a wave of his hand. Dakota looked over towards Blood and Coffin to see the two of them still talking. Deciding to mind her own business and to let the two finish talking she walked over to the bar and grabbed herself a beer, before leaning up against it, looking at the pictures that had been hung up on the wall surrounded by all the hard liquor.