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Beauty sleep is a thing for some of us.

[yeah and I might be biting your lip if you get any closer]

[cracks a laugh, his lips curling up]

Like it'd help you.

[you know what, if you're going to do that, fine, he's pressing you up against the wall with his weight and kissing you]

[too bad we're kissing or else I would have said yeah I'm already the most beautiful so I can't argue with that]

[but we are kissing so I'll just be toothy and bitey about it because that would be nice]

[it's not like there's a lot of pent up emotion or anything]

[oh definitely not. he is just going to to grip your wrist hard and pull it away from his, shifting and pinning you firmly to the wall]

[That won't stop him from running his leg up in between yours, sliding his tongue against your mouth softly, but insistently]

[bites you again, fitting his hips against yours to keep you still as he kisses you harder]

[opening his mouth to your merciless plundering, but bucking back hard against your hips, challenging every push with a harder one of his own]

[he wants to let go of your wrist so he can bury a hand in your hair but he doesn't want to give up the control, so he just tilts his head, breathing hard as he pulls away from your mouth just enough]

Right here in the lobby? Really?

[his lips curl and he pants a second, looking away from you, before returning a smirk]

Well, I can't move us elsewhere, clearly. [nods at your hands]

Oh, you poor helpless thing. [sliding his hands down your arms and in over your chest, nipping your lower lip]

[wrapping one arm about your waist, pulling you close for a peck on the lips]

You're annoying like that. Come on, if you're so concerned for decency.

You're annoying all the time. [biting you again!]

[but then he pushes back and lets you go, watching you with a polite expectant look on his face]

So are you. [NEXT STOP: BUDOIR DE KADOYA]

[in which he waits just inside the door to wall you]

[tries not to let you get his back to the wall, using the momentum to turn them, his eyes flashing]

[doesn't quite mind so much this time, but his hands are definitely planted firmly on your hips and the smarmiest grin on his face]

Better?

Edited 2012-11-02 05:00 (UTC)

Well, we're less likely to be interrupted when you make noise, here, at least. [sliding his body in against yours and kissing you again, with less teeth this time]

[you can feel more than hear the scoff against your mouth--much like you can feel his hands sliding your shirt up. There is also more kissing to be had, and he quickly escalates this to deeper, more complicated methods, mostly passionate and warm, despite his earlier stubbornness]

[his mouth softens and slows against yours as he shivers, trying not to arch into your hands at his back as he buries his fingers in your hair, mussing it as best he can while he's distracted]

[eyes finally slide closed and he pulls you tightly against him for a few precious seconds, muffling soft, passionate noises on your lips. his hands slide higher, taking your shirt with him--before he breaks away just to look you over, gaze narrowed, intense, taking a few shaky breaths in the tentative silence]

[pulls back to shrug out of his shirt before he strips yours off, but he doesn't give you time to look--his eyes slide away from yours and he leans in to bite at your throat instead, his teeth grazing lightly as his tongue presses against your pulse]

[biting his arm to quell the soft moan that drags out of him, he grabs onto your sides firmly, pushing towards the bed with a jerk of his head.

... hopefully not accidentally bumping heads with yours in an unfun manner]

[laughs and lets you walk him back, dragging you down onto the bed on your side with him, his hands dragging over your bare chest]

[on all fours above you without much delay, sly grin gracing his features. One hand threads into your hair, slow and wending. He leans down to kiss your neck, and silently reflects on how well things go when neither of us words

why do we ever words]

[your face is so annoying sometimes i just have to tell you]

[he hisses, raking slow nails down your back before he reaches in to slide light fingertips down from your navel, tracing lightly before he tugs at the fastenings of your pants]

[uh no your face is the most annoying

sucking at your skin with enthusiasm, but no hurry, he is going to take his time with you because healing begins and ends with intense lengthy lovemaking or so he is to believe

there's a heavy breath right below your ear when your fingers ghost low, and he grins against your skin, sucking hard and dragging his teeth against you]