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No one said it was good. In fact, I pretty much said to myself, over and over again, this is a bad idea.

And yet, here we are.

That's how I roll, sweetheart.

Get on with it then, let's get this over with.

There is no getting it over with. You have to enjoy it for what it is. We didn't build a fucking ramp like that for nothing. How far do you think it'll fly?

I could jump further than I think it will fly.

You want to go for it, then? Lets fucking jump.

You, darling, would surely die.

And you wouldn't? What are you, some sort of Princess fucking Toadstool over here? You're a girl, just deal with it. I got this. [He pushes up off the curb and starts walking toward his friends]

Watch it now, I'll snap you in half.

Everyone keeps promising that, yet no one follows through. [He laughs, walking backward] Come on, unbunch your panties and come jump with me. We can even make a wager.

Who said I am wearing any? [She smirks and starts to follow.] This had better be good. I have no need for more money.

[He smirks right back, reaching out to grab her hand, pulling her closer as he walks] Neither do I.

If you lose, you give me a blowjob in the back of my car. If you win, you give me a blowjob in the back of my car, because that's a win for you too, baby.

If you win I'll let you kiss my designer heels. [She pulled him up short and stopped him from walking. Selene had a very dominant vibe about her and she exerted that now. Twisting his hand around to the back she pressed it to the small of his back and leaned in close to whisper in his ear.] And if I win, well, I'll call you pet and you'll do everything I ask of you just so you can lick my shoes.

[Kavinsky isn't used to the women around him being like this. So dominant. So not hung up on his words. He suddenly wonders where she came from. She was a hot chick, so he talked to her, but this side he wasn't expecting at all. He smirks, sliding his hand across her waist, down to her ass as he turns his head to press his nose against her cheek] Bitches don't get to tell me what to do.

You need a good spanking and your mouth washed out. Be a good boy and I promise you'll get both.

Good boy? I'm never a good boy. [His hand still on her ass, he pulls back enough to look at her] You older women really are firey, huh.

Of course we are. We've put up with too many little boys who think too much of themselves. [She grabs that hand and bites one of his fingers.] Do not touch me unless I give you permission.

I don't just think it, doll face. I know it. [he lets out a soft hiss, then laughs] Bet you wont be saying that later.

Like I said. You are in dire need of a good, sound lashing. Treat me right and I'll give it to you.

Sounds tempting, but I think I'll go with the BJ instead. [He runs his finger just under her lip]

I wasn't giving you a choice, love. [Again she catches his finger between her lips and bites, this time much harder, but not making him bleed. Her dark eyes are full of amusement.] I thought there was something we were jumping off of. Or is this going to be all show no go? I do hate to be disappointed.

Actually, you were. Treat you right, or not, those were the choices. What do I get if I don't? [He smirks with a slight wince when she bites harder. Oh, he actually likes that] Right. Jumping. Lets go do that. [He tugs his hand in her hold to motion that they should keep walking]

If you don't, when I hit you, I won't hold back. [Which could very likely break things. She lets his hand go and continues walking.]

You always talk this dirty to everyone? [He grins and then turns and walks right way, heading toward the car he has parked down the road, his friends lingering by it, drinking and smoking] Hey, fuckfaces. Change of plans. One of you drives your own piece of shit cars off the ramp and she and I are jumping.

I'm turning over a new leaf of not giving a shit. [She stops walking long enough to slip her feet out of her heels.]

So basically you're more fun now. [he tugs his shirt off and tosses it aside, stretching his arms up above his head. Obviously you have to be shirtless and showing off your muscles when doing something like this]

I'm trying to be. Seems a waste of a life not to enjoy it as least a little, yes? [That makes her smirk and lightly roll her eyes. Of course he took his shirt off. No, she will not be following suit and taking hers off.]

Biggest waste there is if you ask me. [He bounces around a little, rubbing his hands together, then turns to face the car, giving the go ahead] Ready? Hope you can run fast, girly.

[Selene knows when it is all said and done she'll likely have a lot of explaining to do. Thanks to her visits with Malekith she doesn't feel the need to have to hide what she is.] See you on the ground.

Don't die. [He snorts softly. There's the ramp, then about three cars lined up next to each other that the ramp car is supposed to jump over. He's not sure which part of this jump they're going to fall on, but he hasn't really thought it through.

He can hear the car behind them, picking up speed and then with a shout of Go, he starts running, the car zooming along beside him, them past him, toward the ramp]

[She wasn't worried about dying. Thus far, she had proven there was nothing that could kill her. Not even a large caliber bullet to the head. Jumping over a few cars would be a walk in the park for her, not for him. She lets him get fairly far ahead though if only to allow him a few moments of glorious male ego. When she breaks into a run she moves like the wind. Silent, fast and barely noticeable. Before he can foolishly leap and likely kill himself she grabs hold of him and drags him with her.

When they land it is on the other side of the cars. She lets him fall, fairly gently from her arms and drops the shoes she was holding in her other hand next to him.] Now, darling, you may kiss my shoes.

[It all happens so fast that he can barely even think. The car is next to him, flying through the air and then he's being grabbed and pulled through the air instead. He most certainly wouldn't have made that jump. But she did. With him. His car, with Skov inside, only just makes it over the cars, the back fender smashing into the side of the other car, very nearly flipping it over]

Holy shit. [He laughs insanely, as much as he can muster with the wind knocked out of him, the same kind of look on his eyes as he looks from the wrecked cars back to her] What the fuck was that?

That was me running like a girl. [She holds out a hand for him to take to pull himself back up.]

[He should probably go check on his friend, but when she holds her hand out to him, he figures the rest of them can manage. He wipes the dirt off his hands on his pants, then grabs her hand and pulls himself up with it, taking a few steps to get real close to her] What else can you do like a girl?

Absolutely everything.

Looks like I won anyway, then. [He slides the hand that's not holding her, across her neck]