It'd been a long time since he spent a night out on the town. Seemed to him like he was due. The former Lt. Commander, current SHIELD Agent, abandoned all uniforms for the night, but kept his badge and sidearm on a belt around his waist concealed by his shirt. In case duty interrupted his fun tonight, he didn't want to be unprepared. Oh the pains of being in Law Enforcement. Considering things on the local scale had been rather quiet lately, AK was hoping it stayed such, at least for the remainder of the night. It was rare he went to District X, but tonight Daniel's Inferno was sounding appealing. Finally getting through the line, he made his way to the bar. "Whiskey and Coke. Open a tab." He ordered, deciding to start the night off strong. Considering how long it'd been since he had danced, he would probably need it. Paying for the drink, he took a large gulp, relishing in the burn as it poured down his throat. Yup... this was going to be a fun night.

Leaning back against the bar, he took another large sip from his glass, his gaze sweeping over the dance floor. It was crowded, but not so much so you couldn't see anyone. He could see quite a few women that caught his interest. There was a group there dancing in a circle... a few dancing by themselves just enjoying the music... but the one the grabbed his interest was dancing with a man. More like... the man was dancing with her. He'd seen the type many times before. Men so arrogant they found the most attractive woman in the club, and if she was kind enough to grace him with a dance, assumed she was going home with him. Indeed, his hands were getting rather intrusive, and he was blatantly ignoring the way she was redirecting them to more appropriate places. Finishing off his drink in a couple hard swallows, he slid the empty glass back across the counter. Smirking a little to himself, he slid quietly through the crowd, finally stopping behind the woman that looked as if she were about to kill the man in front of her. AK's fingertips lightly touched her hip, and he leaned forward to speak in her ear. "Mind if I cut in?" The music was blaring, but he tried to make himself heard without shouting. Even if she couldn't understand him, his presence and interest provided her an escape from the creep if she wanted one.

Usually when at a club Candy was singing or helping out the bartender or delivering the drinks. Tonight, however, she was out to have some fun. Yet it seemed she dressed a little too provocatively or whatever as she was in something that seemed a bit 'futuristic' in style given the neon-like tint the darker shade of pink corset top and 'booty' shorts that were cut just barely long enough to be considered shorts. Or maybe it was the long black boots that allowed about a hand and a half's worth of leg skin to show.

Whatever the reason was this guy who was dancing with her was getting rather grabby. She was sick and tired of grabby people. She didn't mind the attention but come on..sheesh.

Just when she wished she could release a horrible stench, but knew she couldn't around such a large crowd, but was about to anyways someone else came onto the scene. This guy was older and asked to cut in. Out of desperation to get away from the one who was practically undressing her right on the dance floor, Candy quickly replied, "Yeah, sure." In a manner that was care free but ever so thankful to be rescued.

As he had expected, she seemed grateful for his appearance. Looking over her head at the man that seemed less than pleased at his interruption, AK gave him a charming smile. Stepping a few paces away, he led the woman away from her former dance partner, stopping when he found a space they could dance without rubbing up against other people. As he turned to dance with her, his hands fell lightly on her hips - and stayed there. She was attractive, certainly, but he didn't feel the need to degrade her in the middle of a club.

"So was he pissing you off as much as it looked, or are you just being nice to me?" It was hard to make conversation when the music was this loud, but he felt strange dancing with a woman he'd never met before, and not even attempting to make conversation. And hey, some people had better hearing than others. Especially in a mutant club. It was entirely possible they might be able to converse with ease. Or... she wouldn't be able to hear a word he was saying, and then he'd just consent to dancing in silence. They could always go to the bar a little later if they seemed to hit it off.

"You know I don't mind attention but I really don't like the grabby types. I mean geeze, just 'cuz you like the way I look and this is a club doesn't mean I want to be undressed." Though because of the close proximity it wasn't too shocking to find one or two people that danced as if they were basically ready to rape her. She didn't like those types either but since she wanted to have fun and was still dressed and nothing actually happened other than rubbing then she'd accept it.

"Sorry, don't mean to complain." The candy-red apple haired female didn't like complain types either but she just felt the need to vent. Venting types, as long as it wasn't done constantly, were fine to her. Everyone needed to vent at some point because otherwise it'd just bottle up inside until it exploded.

"I was tempted to use my powers but didn't want to ruin everyone's night. I'm actually very grateful you came along, thanks." Candy stated with a light smile as she actually now took the time to look at her savior. He was decently good looking though perhaps a bit lacking in muscle not everyone was made to be a body builder. Besides the last body builder looking guy she ran into was far too annoying. Nae-Nae was starting to wonder if she should change her preference.

"My name's Candy."

AK could only grin as she began to speak her mind about the man that she had been dancing with. It was always amusing hearing how people really felt when they weren't worried about being polite. As she apologized for the outburst, he gave a soft chuckle and shook his head to dismiss it. "No, don't worry about it, seriously. Guys like that give the rest of us bad names." It drove him crazy, really. He hated it when women got the assumption that all men were assholes just because they only dealt with the ones that actually were. It was a nice change, having a woman at least notice that he was somewhat respectable.

"You're very welcome." He replied with a brighter smile. He was rather grateful he'd come along, too. "I'm AK. It's nice to meet you." Perhaps he was actually making an impression on her. AK hoped so. The man was tired of always having first-encounters. "Now... say I had come a few minutes too late... and you did use your powers... What would have happened?" The man was curious. Clearly she had some sort of active ability if it would have made that man get off of her. Active abilities always intrigued him. But of course, given the opportunity, he wouldn't trade his for the world. They definitely came in handy.

"Fortunately I know there are good guys out there but they're not easy to find in a club like this. Now outside of this kind of environment, it's probably still not easy but I'm sure it's easier than it is inside places like this." The pale skinned female knew that not all guys were bad or grabby but that was just some guy's personality traits. Like how some guys were annoying but some, like this guy, weren't.

Candy found herself relaxing a bit around him despite the thumping of the music which made it kind of hard to hear him but whenever he spoke she'd tilt an ear toward his lips and filled in the blanks should she miss something.

"AK?" She asked, uncertain if she heard him right. Any attempt to read lips was completely foreign to her and so Candy would have to rely on her rather good sense of hearing.

Chocolate orbs were covered slowly by her eyelids as she thought about what might have happened before opening again. "Imagine all the awful scents you've ever smelled in your life: old gym clothes, skunk, trash, manure, rotten fish, rotten food, dead bodies, etc combined and you might pick up on the hints of individual scents but you don't really want to because the smell is so bad you can practically taste it. That is what would have been released into the air had you not come when you did. Given that there isn't that much of air flow the scent would have lingered and if there wasn't a mutant with superior smell that was willing to track the source I would be able to sneak off without anyone knowing it was me."

Even with air flow it would have to be a decent gust in order to get the scent away enough to where people either didn't smell it or it could easily be covered or didn't mind the small hint that was left. It had been Nae-Nae's experience that some scents were really hard to get rid of, almost impossible though most weren't.

She repeated his name, as if clarifying she'd heard correctly, and he nodded in confirmation. Initials were always easy to get confused. So many letters of the alphabet, and so many of them sounded the same. Especially in such a loud club. But hey, she'd gotten it right. Or so it sounded like. If not, he'd clarify later. It really wasn't that big of a deal. She began to describe a list of scents, each one more foul than the last. His nose curled in distaste, and his flesh began to change to a pale shade of yellow and green. Just as she'd told him to, he was imagining the combination of those scents, and it was certainly not that pleasant.

"Well in that case, I say everyone's pretty happy that I showed up when I did." Suddenly the sweaty, stuffy air of the club had never smelled so much. Just knowing what it could be smelling like... "I think someone with a heightened sense of smell would be the first one out the door... rather than stick around to single you out." If the smell was that horrible for those with normal senses, someone that had a heightened sense of smell would be completely overwhelmed by it. Yes, it was a very good thing that he had decided to dance with the beautiful lady in front of him and save her from the wretched excuse of a male.

Candy couldn't help but worry over his new appearance. "I didn't mean to make you sick." s***...maybe she should have said something more along the lines of trash plus ten and left it at that instead of listing all the foul smells she could recreate and mix together.

"Um..how about something nicer to the nose?" Concern laced her tone. Not any food, not with him looking like that. The red head thought about it for a bit, "what about flowers? Any kind of flower you like the smell of or perfume?" Though the latter might be hard as she didn't memorize brand names if he choose it she could ask what it smelled like as she was sure she had something similar stored.

"I'm so sorry..." Candy had managed to make the guy sick! What kind of woman would make a good looking guy sick? Especially one that saved her? Usually she was on a higher level than this, playing a perfect flirtatious game and now she was finding herself falling further and further down the spiral of hell. Right now Candy wouldn't have blamed him if he vomited. "Can I make it up to you? Maybe with a drink?" At this point she'd almost be willing to do anything...almost anything.

She began to apologize and suggested more pleasant scents, and only then did he realize that his color had changed. Laughing softly, he shook his head to reassure her. "No, don't worry. A lot of times I don't realize it's happening." To show her what he meant, his skin tone changed from that sickly color to a vibrant red, to purple, to black, to blue, to forest green, to orange... before fading back to his usual color. He gave her a pointed grin. "My thoughts affect it more than I'd like it to."

His grin took on a slightly more mischievous tilt. "Though I can't rightly turn down a drink. I'll buy, though." His hand left her hip, taking her hand to gently pull her with him as he started to make his way back towards the bar. Once they got there, he slid into an empty stool, motioning the bartender over and looking up at the woman in front of him, letting her order first.

As he switched colors Candy couldn't help the girly thought of oh how pretty but decided not to say it out loud. Instead she'd nod and utter a simple "nice" but in that 'I'm in awe' type way.

With a wide smile at his offer to buy drinks she was whisked away to the bar. At least it was a little less noisy here but still plenty loud. Perhaps she'd start off slow and easy and ordered the drink called; 3 Wiseman. It was between that and Adios Mother F***er! but the latter was a bit stronger and she didn't want him to think that she was that much of a drinker. Actually if Candy wanted to play the side of caution she'd never mention the name of the drink called Zombie because of the fact it is one of the least known strong alcoholic drinks.

"Well aside from making you sick I hope you're having a good time." Candy made it blatantly obvious that the flirtatious part of her personality was licking the back of her mind when she lightly touched his shoulder for a short second.

Ak seemed nice but a bit quiet, at least he was cautious about what he said which was really nice. It made the red head want to be cautious so as to remain nice right back.

She seemed fascinated with his ability to change color, and he couldn't help but grin. The talent definitely came in handy, in more ways than one. The woman followed him up to the bar with a tad bit of excitement, and his grin broadened just a little bit. Settling down in an empty barstool, he gestured towards the bartender. "I'll take a Dirty Monkey, and she'll have a..." He trailed off as he turned his gaze to look at her, giving her the chance to order for herself.

Feeling her touch on his shoulder, he turned his body to face her, nodding at her statement. "Certainly a lot better than I've been having lately." Life sucked sometimes. But rescuing a damsel in distress that seemed to mildly enjoy his company definitely brightened things up for him. "I'd also like to think I'm at least a small step up from your previous company." His eyes darted back into the crowd, and quickly found the same man that had been dancing with her earlier was now feeling up another victim. At least she seemed enough of a slut to enjoy the crude attention. So with a small smirk, he turned his gaze back to Candy. Seemed the situation was working out well for everyone.

At least his power was more useful than hers. All she could do was, quite literally, smell in all sense of the word. She had superior smelling capabilities which could prove useful but only to others. So far that part of her powers only proved to give her more scents to store, some of which were the least pleasurable scents in the world.

"Is it work, home, or other kinds of troubles?" She hoped he didn't think her as nosy and as soon as she thought he might think so Candy added, "only if you want to talk about it. If you don't that's fine." Hopefully that saved her, if not...well so be it. Too bad too for she was having fun and liked AK.

Looking off where AK did she noticed that the guy she had been dancing with had already moved onto someone else that was more grateful to be undressed in public. Ewwwww.....

Shaking her head in disgust the red head turned to face AK again. "You're definitely a few hundred thousand steps above that guy. In fact you're a few hundred thousand steps above a lot of the guys I end up in the company of. It's a welcomed change. You're so nice and I can talk to you."

"Work." He replied simply. AK felt like he was going crazy there. No missions, no work out routine, no guidance. Hell, after he and Rankin had assigned themselves a visit at the X-Mansion, he was half tempted to pay a visit to Darkholme, as well. Just because he had nothing else to do. But he hadn't, knowing Mystique's usual reaction to unannounced visitors of any sorts, and prefering not to cause any more problems than necessary. "Got nothing to do and I'm going stir crazy." It was nothing like being on a ship. When he wasn't sleeping, he was working. Always something to do. That was the way he preferred it. But now that he was in SHIELD, his life seemed a little stagnant.

She followed his gaze to the other guy, and he couldn't help but laugh as she compared him. "I feel honored!" He replied with a grin, taking a sip from his drink. "'Cause I use my words, not my hands!" It was much easier to carry on a conversation when you were actually talking.

Poor guy. Some jobs were so mundane and although her own job had tasks that were performed every day that also brought along with other every day events the singing is what saved it. "Have you ever considered looking for another job?" Whether that meant an addition job or a new one entirely was up to him, though it sort of meant both.

"Actually hands can be essential to a conversation and I'm not just talking about gestures either."She stated with a nod as she downed Jack Daniels whiskey of the three shots. Once her head came back up she moved in closer to him, not feeling a buzz just yet but instead desiring AK's attention as it was very very welcomed.

"Hands can be used or abused. Like that guy abuses the use of his hands but you..." Candy paused briefly while the tips of her fingers lightly touched the teetering edge of his jaw, "you know how to use your hands." She emphasized the word use by lowering her tone a bit.

Oh yes, yes he did. The corners of his lips curled into a small smirk at the thought of the innuendo in those words. Granted, she may not be thinking that... but with the way her fingertips brushed against his jaw, it certainly put those thoughts in his mind. The alcohol temporarily forgotten on the bar, his eyes locked onto hers, and his hand lifted to brush beneath her palm. "Hands say a lot about a person." He replied, eyes darting down to her slender hand as his fingers laced through hers. His other hand reached for his glass, pouring the liquid down his throat for a few sips before setting it back down. The tip of his tongue licked away the drops remaining on his lips, and he shifted on the stool, leaning a little bit closer to her. She wanted to play? He was good at these games.

Oh he was good, very good. He had played games before, probably countless times yet so had she. Though all her games didn't go any further than flirtation and suggestive innuendos, Candy didn't mind a lot of the time. The only guy that would get past all of that would be one special person. She seemed like the type to get around and sometimes that worked in her favor and sometimes it was an instant turn off. It would seem that AK wasn't assuming anything about her or if he was he wasn't turned off by it. Good, something the candy red apple haired female could use.

When he reached for his drink she reached one of the remaining 'wisemen' of her order and shot it back. Licking the top lip she pulled the bottom in, sucking on it while she leaned in toward him just barely far enough away to where they wouldn't go cross-eyed looking at each other. "Hands, speech, body language. They are all tell the tale of what a person can do or at least what they're willing to try."

The difference between AK leaning forward and Candy leaning forward was that Candy had on a shimmering pink corset top and was definitely a female.

She leaned closer, and a light grin played across his lips. Another benefit of his mutation that people rarely noticed, was the fact that his pupils were much larger than the average human's. It didn't serve for much, but it took in more light than usual. In this new position, the glitter of her shirt caught on the strobing lights above them, and gave him a very nice view even when his eyes remained locked on hers. Of course, her eyes were a very nice view, too...

His head tilted to the side, chin angling towards her ever so slightly. "And just what do you think I am willing to do?" It was a taunt, a challenge. And to add a teasing aspect of it, he allowed his gaze to travel slowly over her body, taking in everything she was letting him see, before working his eyes back up to hers with another small smirk. He was curious to see how much she'd been able to pick up on, without him being a total sleeezebag like she was used to.

Candy wasn't blind nor dumb and could guess what his angle was yet to see if her guess was correct or not would be a challenge in itself and frankly, Candy was actually up to that challenge.

When he asked what she thought he'd be willing to do a wide smirk embraced her face. The scent producer reached out for her final 'wiseman' and drank most of it leaving a very small amount on the bottom. Setting the glass on the bar Nae-Nae reached a finger in and swirled it a bit before lifting it out and pressing it against her upper lip. She repeated the dipping but this time covered her lower lip with the alcohol. Once her lips were coated, perhaps not superbly well but definitely dampened with alcohol Candy leaned toward him. "Let's see shall we?" If he'd let her, he'd find the candy apple haired female brushing her lips against his but not in a kiss-like fashion. No she was simply transferring the alcohol on her lips to his in a rather seductive manner. Though if he wanted to kiss her, she was open to it.

He watched, intrigued, as she only finished most of her shot, and proceeded to dip her finger into the remaining alcohol. As she traced her lips, his own curled into a small smirk. She certainly was a tease... She leaned even closer, whispering a question in response to his own, and then her lips were brushing against his. He remained still for a moment, allowing the alcohol to transfer between their skin, before his tongue swept across his lips to rid them of the liquid. His next movement was swift, but still graceful with the ease of long years of practice. His head slid towards her, jaw moving just enough for the tips of his teeth to capture her lower lip gently. His eyes locked onto hers, glinting mischievously, before he gave a small tug on her lip to pull her into a kiss. AK allowed the kiss to linger for a few long moments, before his tongue swept across her lower lip, to soothe any sting left his teeth. Then he was pulling away slowly, his gaze once more focused on hers with a wicked smirk. "Getting an idea?"

The kiss was like something she'd do but instead of her it was a guy. Here the professional was on the receiving end....it was something that couldn't be expressed by words so Candy enjoyed the lingered kiss, kissing him in return.

"I have an idea, but it could be the wrong one. Then again..." Candy allowed the words to trail off as she slipped off the bar stool. Then the red head came up close to him, really close, placing one leg on the outer edge of his own legs which wearing shorts made that much easier to do.

"I could possibly have the right idea." She stated with a sly grin before slipping her hands from his cheeks to the back of his head and leaned in to steal a kiss.

Would it be terribly tacky to invite him to her place? It was outside of District-X so that made it a good cab drive away. Perhaps if she went about it the long way that would also be direct. There was only one way to tell whether he'd be disgusted by the idea, he'd like the idea, or just wasn't wanting that.

"I think it's a good thing my place is outside of District-X. It allows me time to get over the buzz before I get in the door. I wouldn't mind a visit from you sometime." There, leave it open so that he could escape. AK could make up any excuse.

He raised an eyebrow, knowing full well that she had the right idea. She proved it by kissing his lips again. As she stood with one leg outside his, he allowed his hand to trail down her hip and thigh, quickly finding the smooth flesh exposed by her shorts. So she lived outside of District X... Not that it really mattered, but it helped knowing she had a life outside of being a mutant. "Mine is too. Definitely helps with getting rid of the buzz... Since drinking isn't allowed on base." Yes, it momentarily slipped his mind that he had evaded telling her that he worked for SHIELD. But she would find out soon enough, given his badge and sidearm were still attached to his belt, and just a slight shift of his shirt would reveal at least part of one or the other. Probably a better confession to make before she suddenly saw the gun...

He tilted his head to the side when she claimed 'not minding' if he visited sometime. "Just how soon is 'sometime'?" That'd at least help with knowing what she had in mind, though he could figure it was becoming rather clear what both of them were thinking of at this point. He didn't want to be crude and just assume, since that was precisely the situation he had rescued her from not too long ago with that other dude.

Again AK proved to be quite an expert as far as hand usage went as Candy felt a hand trickle down from her hip to her thigh.

"Base? Which section of the military are you in? Or are you referring to a base of operations of a group you're a part of?" His term for base could very well mean that his base was what the group of mutants he possibly belonged to called their home, or where they met to plan or party or something. Or his term could mean what her first question suggested, that he was a part of the military. Either way Candy was simply curious as to what he meant.

The red head hummed lightly at his question as she tilted her head. Straightening it back up she smiled, "do you have any plans tonight? If you don't you're welcomed to come over."

He grinned, shaking his head slightly. "I used to be in the Navy, but I've been in the Active Reserve for about a year now." His free hand moved to the edge of his shirt, lifting it up past his waistband as he unclipped his badge from his belt. Holding it up for her to see, he explained. "SHIELD. Mutant Task Force." And his badge was clipped back onto his belt, shirt falling into place once more. "Bit more lenient, but they still don't like us drinking up the barracks." Though, Mitchell seemed to be rather relaxed with quite a bit of the rules... AK was sure if he showed up with a receding buzz once in awhile he wouldn't get the ax dropped on his head, just as long as he wasn't on duty at the time.

She asked if he had plans, inviting him over to his place. His smile grew ever so slightly. "My only plans were passing out on a hard bunk and sleeping through my day off. I think your place sounds like a lot more fun." Definitely more fun. Company, probably an actual bed, and... well... At this point, he highly doubted they were on different pages. The barracks were sounding like a very bad plan.

Truthfully she had never heard of SHIELD but it sounded important, though the badge did have an effect on the Mutant Task Force's importance. A gentle nod was given to his explanation for Candy understood it and didn't really want to question the military bit any more than what she had. "Understandable. It seems that any job that requires a badge wouldn't want their employees to show up drunk." For that would mean that the employee wasn't at their best and for jobs that required a badge, it would seem that such ones would have to have all of their thinking abilities.

With a wide smirk Candy ran a finger down from around the collar area of his shirt down to his waist, "it will be fun. That much I can guarantee." The kind of fun she had in mind....well, Candy pretty much guessed it was the same kind of fun he had in mind as they seemed to be on the same track.

Leaning in toward his ear the red head continued in a rather husky tone, "my bed is nice and soft. Would you like to come over now? Test it out for yourself to see if I'm telling the truth?"

Candy's finger trailed down his chest and abs, and his own hand created a path of motion. His palm slid slowly back up her bare thigh until it reached the hem of her shorts, fingers dipping beneath the fabric. Her voice whispered in his ear, somehow loud enough to distract him from the music. Yes, they were definitely on the same page. Now it was simply frustrating that they had to wait until they got to her place. Which just had to be outside of District X. But hey, from his experience... the longer the tension built up, the greater the release. He was actually rather good at making things last. But when the tension was already building, and would be for even longer, the wait got annoying.

However, since in this case the wait was necessary, he was going to take advantage of it. AK tilted his head ever so slightly, so that his lips brushed against her ear as he spoke. "There's a lot more than that I want to test out for myself..." His head lowered slowly, lips trailing down the side of her neck, the touch barely any more solid than a feather. At the same time, his fingertips slid a little farther up her leg, beneath the fabric of her shorts, and his knee raised a little higher between her legs.

At this point Candy could practically purr at his touch and the feather soft kisses placed upon her neck. The light hint of cookies baking in an oven started to seep out from the very pores of her flesh. As with any mutant sometimes the powers one had would seem to take on a mind of their own and Candy was no different but at least she could control what scent and how much of that scent would soil the air. The mere thought of home, while a bit buzzed, was heightened when AK mentioned that he wanted to test out more than just her bed which in turn caused a scent that was often attributed to home was released. It was perhaps odd but at least it'd be pleasant to the senses.

"I'll call us a cab, we can share the ride there." For a moment the candied red apple haired female wondered if she'd surprise him by mentioning a cab instead of saying he could follow her in his car. They had both drank alcohol and hadn't eaten and it had been less than the required hours suggested that one would need in order to drive anywhere. Maybe it would be surprisingly responsible or maybe it wouldn't be that shocking at all.

With a mental shrug Candy pulled out an almost paper thin cell phone from her top which if it'd been any thicker it would have been noticeable. "They said they had a cab near by and it'd take about seven minutes but the request was that we would be outside the bar."

It would be a good thing too for as soon as she notified AK of the details of their cab the very same guy that AK had rescued her from came over to the pair. "Wow, didn't know you were into old guys. Man you are a little freak, liking wrinkles... probably a gold digger."

The scent that began to waft around them brought a small smile to his lips. It was definitely an interesting choice, but he wouldn't complain. Just told him there was obviously something he was doing right. He settled back in his barstool as she offered to call a cab for them. If she hadn't, he would have. Not only for the sake of being mildly impaired, but also for the mere fact that the wait would be more tolerable if she were within touching distance. He opened his mouth to confirm that statement about needing to meet the cab outside in seven minutes, when a voice spoken from beside them. Heaving a sigh, AK slid off the stool. "What can I say, kid? Maybe when you're my age, you'll know how to treat a lady." His hand rested on Candy's hip, subtly ushering her away from the bar and towards the door. If this guy insisted on causing trouble, he'd handle it. There was no need for her to get caught up in the middle. Besides... if she was outside, then the cab wouldn't leave without them. Although... he couldn't help but make one more comment as he moved to follow Candy towards the door. "Gold-digger is just the term cheapskates use for women that have standards." Seriously, how much did this guy actually expect to get away with?

"Lady? This w****?" The man stated pointed at Candy which made her wish she could cause her hair to be on fire or her eyes or something. "So, I'm a w**** hmm? Because I refused you? So all the other women who refused you in the past, refuse you now, and will refuse you in the future they must all be w****s too. Damn...that's like almost the entire population of women." With the exception of those that allowed themselves to be in a drunken stupor to only wake up and want to practically kill themselves for sleeping with him. Candy doubted that even the skanks who just wanted a piece of ass would tap that.

It was fortunate that AK was standing next to her and gently guiding the red head out of their because otherwise she wouldn't have cared who else would be affected by the horrible stench she had described to AK a minute or so ago.

Once outside she shook her head out of frustration and anger, the cool crisp air helping a bit. Turning to face AK she gave him a soft smile to let him know her mood wasn't completely spoiled by the jerk. In fact to get her mind off things slender fingers found their way under his shirt and rested on his belly for a moment. Leaning forward the fingers slowly slipped free as her lips pressed against his.

AK was grateful the younger man didn't follow them out. While he'd gladly fight for a woman any day or night of the week, it was much nicer when he didn't have to. But seriously? w****? Did his brain work that slow it was incapable of coming up with decent insults? The brisk air was rather refreshing, clearing his head of the irritation. He turned to face her, mirroring her smile, muscles tensing ever so slightly in anticipation as her fingers slipped beneath his shirt. Her lips pressed against his, and he returned her kiss, his hands wrapping around her, suggestively pulling her hips against his. AK wasn't quite sure how long it'd been since she'd called the cab company, but apparently it was close enough to seven minutes, because he heard a rather rude honk from a few feet away from them. He actually felt a little bad for the cab driver. Probably had pick ups like this all the time... Opening the back door, he gestured for Candy to slide in first, following behind her. Once they both were settled, he draped his arms around, gently pulling her back against him. No sense in sitting on opposite sides of the car. Not when he was enjoying touching her so much. His fingertips softly caressed along her jawline, down the side of her neck, as his breath ghosted over her ear. Hopefully the drive to her place wasn't terribly long. He was getting restless to feel that... bed... "Is it safe to assume you don't have roommates?" He whispered, voice low and husky. While he honestly didn't care if she did have roommates... knowing ahead of time would just tell him how soon he'd be able to take her clothes off. As if to let her know the reason for her question, his fingers dipped beneath her shirt, travelling slowly and lightly along her waistband.

Making a satisfactory hum as he pulled her against him the pair were interrupted by the cab driver. Candy followed AK's lead and slipped into the cab, telling the cab driver where to go as well as telling him that he was to take whatever short cuts were possible to take before leaning back into the seat.

A sideways smile embraced her face as his fingers trailed down her neck. Hopefully the amount of time, which her place was within 10 minutes of District X, went by quickly.

Running her hand slowly along the top of AK's leg from his kneecap to as far back as her hand could reach before making the journey back to his kneecap Candy answered his question, "you assume correctly." Though her place was a bit small but the red head didn't mind for it was hers and was big enough to get around even for two.

The drive didn't seem to last very long, at least not to Candy. "I've got this." Pulling out a thin wallet from a pocket in her booty shorts the aroma based mutant paid the cab driver and got out. The amount of stairs to the front door were few and the stairs to get to her place, fortunately, it was only one floor's worth.

Heading to her door she unlocked it slipping in and closing the door behind AK. "Hope you don't mind that it's a bit small."

He was about to argue when she said she'd pay for the cab, but the money was already being passed to the driver before he could get into a position so he could reach his wallet. Not his fault she had him distracted... As they left the cab and made a beeline for her apartment, he lingered just a step behind, paying more attention to the way she moved than where they were going. If she invited him over again, he'd get directions to the door... but he knew that was often a pretty big 'if'. No need to be presumptuous.

As she stepped aside to let him in, his gaze swept across the apartment. It really wasn't bad... much better than the barracks. And they didn't have to worry about a bunch of guys making jokes and picking fun in the morning. As she commented on the size, he grinned and turned back to face her. "It's private." He replied simply, stepping closer to her and reaching past, his fingers deftly flicking the lock of the door into place. "That's all I need." His voice was a little quiet as he finished his statement. Then his hands were landing on her hips, and he moved even closer, pushing her back against the door as his lips found hers in a far more heated kiss than what they'd been sharing. With no one around to interrupt them now, there was no need to hold back.

Grinning into the kiss she found it wonderfully full of fire dipped deep in desire. The burn ignited a flame within the core of Candy's body and she returned his kiss with intensity as a leg ran up his side up to his hip before slowly lowering back down. It was then that her own own hips started to push against his in a rather suggestive manner, her arms wrapped around his neck and one hand found it's way up from the nape of his neck to the back of his head.

For a brief moment Candy's lips left AK's to let out a moan of desire and taking a breath in she kissed him yet again, her hands traced a path down his back to the edge of his shirt and digging under it she started to push the bottom of his shirt up. With the door locked and no one to see the pair, there was nothing to keep them from going completely down the path that had been started back at the bar.

Her moan was intoxicating, and he captured her lower lip between his teeth, giving it a gentle tug as he pulled away just enough to pull his shirt over his head. He dropped it carelessly to the floor, and returned to the kiss, eagerly anticipating the feel of her cool hands on his heated flesh. Without his shirt the belt holding his badge and sidearm was now entirely visible, but at the moment he didn't care. He'd take it off in a minute. One hand slid to the small of her back, his fingers finding their way beneath her shirt to caress her smooth skin. His other hand slid up her arm and neck, fingers entangling themselves in her hair as he firmly yet gently pulled her head back and to the side, his lips tearing from the kiss and scorching a path down the side of her throat.

(Since it's obvious where this is going, we should probably skin soon >.>)

It would seem that, for the time being, the pair would not make it to the bedroom. In fact they didn't even make it past the entry way, just barely past the front door as her back was pressed up against the locked door.

It was Candy's first time despite the way she acted back at the bar and at times around others. Such actions were at times taken by women with experience and though she had experience teasing, going to the edge but not beyond, the experience she had with AK was definitely a new one and it was enjoyed immensely.

Each passing moment went unclocked by the red haired female as time was lost to her. Was it day, night, somewhere in the middle? The hour, even what day it was became lost to her.

During a moment of breathes being calmed after the actions were performed Candy laid her hands around the back of AK's neck somewhat lazily giving him a kiss that spoke of the happy state she was in.

Slipping a hand down his arm to his wrist and entangling her fingers in between his Candy looked at him, "would you like anything to drink, eat, or shall we continue this elsewhere? You haven't had a chance to test my bed yet....."

AK had been surprised by the way her body reacted to him; the experienced skill she'd demonstrated earlier was rather deceiving. But he was honored at the same time, that she let him in where others must have had the door slammed in their face. He rested his forehead against hers, looking into her eyes with a small grin as his heart-rate and breathing finally began to regulate. "Some water would be nice." He replied, still a little breathless. With the sweat on top of the alcohol adding to the dehydration... he really didn't have any desire to be hung over. His hands lingered on her hips for a moment longer before he took a step back, letting her away from the door. Bending down, he began to gather his clothes that had been strewn all over the floor, folding them and setting them out of the way, the holster belt on top of the pile. Last thing he needed was to trip over his gun if he decided to get another drink of water later.

Leaning back against the couch, AK allowed his eyes to wander over her form. She definitely was beautiful... Every bit more than worth the wait it took to have her. A small smirk lifted the corners of his lips as he thought about the man that had been so disgruntled over losing her to someone else. If only he could see them now, the look on his face would likely be priceless. Straightening, he moved up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and pressing his body against her smooth back. His lips made a trail of kisses across her shoulder and up her neck, before he was speaking quietly into her ear. "I'm sure the bed will be much more comfortable for you than the door..." His only complaint about beds were when the sheets got soaked with sweat and you still had to sleep in them. Maybe they should test out the couch first...

Candy closed her eyes for a moment as AK rested his forehead against hers. Her own breathing was slowly becoming more and more calmed, slowed, back to normal.

Water sounded good to her too, hopefully he wasn't too picky as far as what kind of water he liked though Candy doubted he'd complain because of the simple fact he had yet to. Surely an experience man like him noticed that when it came to tangoing that Candy was going what whatever instinct told her as well as going with AK's lead.

Once she was released she placed the clothing that had been taken off of her closer to the wall near the door, leaving it in a messy pile as she would take care of it eventually. Heading into her little kitchen she pulled out two bottles of Crystal brand water, just as she shut the door Candy felt the warmth of AK's body against hers.

"Well I think the door area has been covered but we can always revisit. Really I don't mind AK." As long as it was his body that was tangled up with hers, well unless she approved of it being someone else. Now she knew she wasn't about to become some sort of nymph or spread her legs out for just anyone. There was also something about wanting to be with AK. Maybe it was because he was her first. He was a rather decent guy allowing her to, in a way, tell him how far he could go unlike others who just assumed or just wanted to get you undressed as quickly as possible.

Maybe it was those kisses he was placing upon her neck that made her hum happily while stretching out the flesh to expose more for his lips to find. Anything was possible at this point and it was all new to Candy so she wouldn't over think things. At this point it was just them entangling their bodies for the time being, nothing more.

"Anywhere you want to." She stated in a hushed tone as she just stood there with the bottles of water in her hands.

His lips moved slowly up her neck, nipping at the edge of her jaw before sliding the tip of his tongue along the cartilage of her ear. He just held her for a moment, teasing her, before one of his hands slid the length of her arm to slip the water bottle from her hand. He leaned back against the counter, taking a long drink out of the water bottle. Anywhere he wanted? Now that left open quite a bit of options. There was the bed, but he was thinking about saving that for when they might actually sleep. There was the couch as he thought earlier. Or now that they were in the kitchen, he could set her up on the counter, show her the more useful aspect of his mutation. He took another drink, his mind reeling. But there was one way to solve his indecision. Finishing off the water bottle, he reached out to take her hand, gently pulling her into his arms again for another kiss.

After the first time Candy, unknowingly to AK, took in the smell of the act which was mixed with the small bit of sweat they had produced. Now she had that scent added to her ongoing list of scents that she could reproduce with her abilities. Why did she add it? Because she could... and who knows what kind of memories that kind of scent could summon or what a person would do upon being exposed, how they would act, etc.

This time when AK kissed her Candy french kissed him back.

(OOC: I'm going to do a extreme skip, pm me if you don't like it/want me to change it)

From the kitchen Candy found herself in the living room, particularly on the couch. After the couch a shower was a must and what would have taken fifteen minutes took closer to a bit beyond a half an hour. From the shower the bed became very welcoming and after a good amount of time spent tangling up the sheets that had formally been neatly tucked in a manner usual for a made bed, Candy was fighting sleep while snuggling up to AK.

"What does AK stand for?" She asked in a tired tone, yet she was quite satisfied with the exhaustion she felt because of the reason why.

The sheets were a tangled mess about their legs, but the shower had certainly helped minimize the sweat. His arms were wrapped comfortably around her, a content smile on his features. He shifted his head a little to look at her at her question, wondering for a moment why she'd be asking that now of all times. Not like it actually mattered... "It's my initials. Andrew Katosic." One hand lifted, his fingers twirling through a strand of her fire-red hair. "What about Candy? That a nick-name, or given?" She was tired... He really couldn't blame him. His own body had been sapped of all its energy. It was really a good thing that he had the following day off. He'd be able to teach her one of the finer aspects of such activities. Falling asleep in the arms of the one you'd shared yourself with. AK swore it was the best sleep one could ever have, even if the sharing only lasted for one night.

She hummed softly, "I like AK better." The question he then posed to her was of no surprise. Though sometimes a person was named Candy the red head was not so fortunate. Though at least it wasn't as if her name was Harmony Star or something, though Harmony alone was a nice name as was Star the two together....it seemed unnatural to her.

"It's a nickname. My full name is Candace Renae Hitch but I prefer Candy or my middle name. I never liked my first name." The aroma based mutant didn't mind that he knew her full name, there wasn't really a point in keeping it a secret as she did prefer her nickname or middle name.

Yawning lightly she was about to get comfortable and probably go ahead and drift off when a thought occurred: what if AK left first thing in the morning? She didn't have a phone number or address or any way to contact him and the same could be said concerning him having her information.

"AK, before you leave my place let's exchange information. That way you can contact me and I you and we can plan a time when you can visit again. I work nights, I just happened to have tonight off." For someone who was rather new to the whole sleeping with someone, she was rather bold. First she offered him to come over and now she was offering him that chance again.

Though next time she'd be a bit more prepared for his visit; be on some sort of birth control product instead of none. Candy didn't own any sort of protection but she knew when to abstain due to knowing how to surf the internet.