[He laughs and moves forward quickly to catch her lips in another kiss, this one a little more passionate and his tongue sweeps into her mouth briefly to taste her.]
[Karen only manages half of a laugh herself before he's leaning in, and she lets her fingers sink back into his hair. She melts into the kiss, drawing it out with a heated indulgence.]
[He savours that indulgence for a while longer before shifting his lips away from hers and onto her long, elegant neck. Kissing it gently as his hands slide down from her hair to her back.]
[It's absolutely a kiss worth savoring. She sighs contentedly as she feels the way his mouth moves to her neck. Leaning in closer still, her fingertips rub against his scalp as her other hand runs slowly along his arm.]
[Her tone is clearly amused. She shifts so she can drape her legs across his lap, which does have the unfortunate side effect of making some of their cards and peanut butter cups slide into the cracks between the cushions. One arm curls around him, her fingertips trailing lightly up along his back before her arm hooks around his shoulders. Her head tips out of the way to allow him to continue kissing along her neck.]
Guess I'll have to thoroughly investigate to be sure.
[He murmurs and continues to take his time kissing her neck, really exploring every inch with his mouth which kisses, licks and even nips her skin gently. One of his hands meanwhile drops down to her legs which are now draped across his lap, his fingers slowly sliding up from her shin to her thigh.]
[Her skin is somewhere between warm and cool, and he can doubtlessly feel the goosebumps that follow the trail of his fingertips up her leg. She huffs out a breath of a laugh at that first nip of his teeth. Hums an agreeable note as she lets her hands run over his back and shoulders, slow and warm.]
Find anything interesting there? I think you might have missed a spot.
[There's a hint of warm humor in her tone as she gently nudges his chin up with her fingers so she can kiss him with all the heat that's been slowly building while he explored her neck.]
[He answers with a low chuckle in his throat as he follows her nudging, kissing her back with a bit more eagerness and passion than before and as he opens his mouth to deepen the kiss he slides his hand up and around to firmly squeeze her ass. It's a slight escalation but he can't help himself, she feels so good and tastes even better.]
[Karen can't help but laugh a little as she feels the way his hand runs up higher to grab her ass. Her teeth give his lower lip a gentle, teasing tug.]
Careful. [She's just murmuring against his mouth, her fingertips trailing down along his cheekbone. There's a pink tint to her own cheeks that makes it apparent that she's not unaffected by the moment.] I'm going to climb in your lap if you keep that up.
[Karen's head tips back in a laugh at that, though she agreeably follows the tug of his hand. Straddling his lap, one of her hands runs back through his hair as the other slides warmly from his sternum across to his shoulder.
With a grin, she muses,] you English guys really are trouble, aren't you?
[It's not like she can deny that she appreciates a certain amount of trouble. She lingers in the kiss, enjoying the indulgence and the heat of it. Some of her hair falls forward over his shoulder as she runs her hands slowly across his chest and over his shoulders and back, letting her thumbs sweep along his collar bones.
There's a hint of a smile at her lips when she pauses to take a breath, her head turning just enough so she can kiss her way along his jaw to murmur in his ear.]
[Karen can't help but laugh at that, leaning back enough so that she can give him an amused look.]
I wasn't worried, but I do appreciate the, uh, equal opportunity appreciation.
[Funnily, it's not sex that makes her hesitate - it's the intimacy. She wants him too, but the problem is that she also likes him. And they both have dangerous enough lives that intimacy is...complicated. She's smiling a little as she leaves one hand on his chest, the other coming up to rest on his face.
Fortunately (or unfortunately), she's as compulsively driven to truthfulness as ever. So her smile turns a little rueful as she says,] seems like things are getting a little complicated, hm?
[Karen hums thoughtfully, smiling a little as she moves her hand so she can smooth out the collar of his shirt.]
The fact that I didn't answer that by saying 'only one way to find out' is the real way you know I'm in my thirties.
[It's a light joke, a call back to their conversation in the bar. But she gives him a considering look, and answers more truthfully.] I don't know. I like you. It would be easier if i didn't. I wonder if the 'not asking questions' thing is sustainable, and if, uh, getting deeper into it will just make that harder.
[He smiles a little at her joke and lifts a hand to tuck her hair back from her face.]
I like you too, you're easy to be around.
But you do have a good point and unfortunately I don't really have a good answer. I guess we could try to move slow and check in often rather than just dive in foolishly?
[Karen returns the smile and tips her head a bit, letting him tuck her hair back. Both hands rest on his shoulders, thumbs running lightly in an arc as she listens to him. An amused look crosses her face momentarily when he says she's easy to be around.]
I think that's a good idea. Especially because you thinking I'm easy to be around is a sure sign I've been biting my tongue instead of asking you a hundred questions. Or stressing you out when my job gets...challenging.
[It's a fair distinction, and one she sounds amused by. She returns the kiss, lifting one hand to curl her fingers back through his hair. There's a slight smile at her hips, and a thoughtful look on her face.
Casual certainly hasn't been working for her either. In part because it's so hard to let someone in deeper, to risk them getting hurt. But risk is part of life.]
How about you stay here tonight? Not for sex. Might be nice to talk, though. I know I usually don't want to be alone after the adrenaline wears off.
[He considers her offer for a moment, trying very hard not to let himself fall into his usual patterns and just pick her up and head to the bedroom, to silence all the talk and questions with kisses and cries of pleasure. But again, it seems that avoiding talk hasn't really done much for him and while it takes a lot of self control he finally smiles and nods, kissing the corner of her mouth.]
[Karen rewards that with a genuine smile, tipping her head so she can capture his mouth for another kiss, lingering for just a moment. It's a good thing that he has self control, because she is absolutely persuadable.
Instead, there's just a hint of mischief in her eyes as she leans back just enough to regard him.]
Not worried I'm finally going to ask you a hundred questions?
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Careful kissing a girl like that, Alfred.
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[He teases as he kisses down her neck.]
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[Her tone is clearly amused. She shifts so she can drape her legs across his lap, which does have the unfortunate side effect of making some of their cards and peanut butter cups slide into the cracks between the cushions. One arm curls around him, her fingertips trailing lightly up along his back before her arm hooks around his shoulders. Her head tips out of the way to allow him to continue kissing along her neck.]
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[He murmurs and continues to take his time kissing her neck, really exploring every inch with his mouth which kisses, licks and even nips her skin gently. One of his hands meanwhile drops down to her legs which are now draped across his lap, his fingers slowly sliding up from her shin to her thigh.]
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Find anything interesting there? I think you might have missed a spot.
[There's a hint of warm humor in her tone as she gently nudges his chin up with her fingers so she can kiss him with all the heat that's been slowly building while he explored her neck.]
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Careful. [She's just murmuring against his mouth, her fingertips trailing down along his cheekbone. There's a pink tint to her own cheeks that makes it apparent that she's not unaffected by the moment.] I'm going to climb in your lap if you keep that up.
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Oh really? Well let's just cut to the chase then.
[He says and uses his grip on her ass to shift her properly into his lap.]
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With a grin, she muses,] you English guys really are trouble, aren't you?
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Just me.
[He says before leaning in to catch her lips in another long kiss, both hands moving to gently knead her ass now.]
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[It's not like she can deny that she appreciates a certain amount of trouble. She lingers in the kiss, enjoying the indulgence and the heat of it. Some of her hair falls forward over his shoulder as she runs her hands slowly across his chest and over his shoulders and back, letting her thumbs sweep along his collar bones.
There's a hint of a smile at her lips when she pauses to take a breath, her head turning just enough so she can kiss her way along his jaw to murmur in his ear.]
I'm starting to suspect you might be an ass man.
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Oh don't worry, I like your boobs just as much as your arse. I just didn't want to go form zero to hundred.
[He wants her but he also doesn't want to push for any particular type of intimacy from her since they've already talked about her resistance to it.]
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I wasn't worried, but I do appreciate the, uh, equal opportunity appreciation.
[Funnily, it's not sex that makes her hesitate - it's the intimacy. She wants him too, but the problem is that she also likes him. And they both have dangerous enough lives that intimacy is...complicated. She's smiling a little as she leaves one hand on his chest, the other coming up to rest on his face.
Fortunately (or unfortunately), she's as compulsively driven to truthfulness as ever. So her smile turns a little rueful as she says,] seems like things are getting a little complicated, hm?
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...too complicated?
[He asks at last.]
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The fact that I didn't answer that by saying 'only one way to find out' is the real way you know I'm in my thirties.
[It's a light joke, a call back to their conversation in the bar. But she gives him a considering look, and answers more truthfully.] I don't know. I like you. It would be easier if i didn't. I wonder if the 'not asking questions' thing is sustainable, and if, uh, getting deeper into it will just make that harder.
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I like you too, you're easy to be around.
But you do have a good point and unfortunately I don't really have a good answer. I guess we could try to move slow and check in often rather than just dive in foolishly?
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I think that's a good idea. Especially because you thinking I'm easy to be around is a sure sign I've been biting my tongue instead of asking you a hundred questions. Or stressing you out when my job gets...challenging.
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[He teases and leans in to kiss her, a little less passionately than before but still real sweet.]
Sure going to be hard to go slow though, when you look and feel so damn good.
[He also isn't known for going slow but maybe that's part of his problem and why his last few encounters have fizzled out or gone very wrong.]
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[It's a fair distinction, and one she sounds amused by. She returns the kiss, lifting one hand to curl her fingers back through his hair. There's a slight smile at her hips, and a thoughtful look on her face.
Casual certainly hasn't been working for her either. In part because it's so hard to let someone in deeper, to risk them getting hurt. But risk is part of life.]
How about you stay here tonight? Not for sex. Might be nice to talk, though. I know I usually don't want to be alone after the adrenaline wears off.
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Talking sounds good.
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[Karen rewards that with a genuine smile, tipping her head so she can capture his mouth for another kiss, lingering for just a moment. It's a good thing that he has self control, because she is absolutely persuadable.
Instead, there's just a hint of mischief in her eyes as she leans back just enough to regard him.]
Not worried I'm finally going to ask you a hundred questions?
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[He teases with a grin, his lips still tingling from her last kiss.]
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ooc: end this thread here?
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