003. and in every raindrop... // open post.

[icarusalsoflew]

Take a prompt, take some time, drop in as you like. If you're from Eudio, though, mosey on down here.

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[larue]

[ And he's going to get that extra order, because the food here is great and he wanted another one anyway. When the server comes though, he slips his card over and advises that he'll be paying the bill as well.

You both have a movie to catch after this, right? Even if there is a distinct possibility that you'll both be too distracted to actually watch. ]

[icarusalsoflew]

[In the meantime, this one is perfectly content with leaning far back in his seat, all sorts of indolent and casual, and smoking through more of his cigarettes.

Of course he isn't trying to distract you with his looks alone.

Of course.]

[larue]

[ Stopping mid-chew as he catches that, and then chewing again before he swallows. ]

You're so awful.

[icarusalsoflew]

Only because you're slow.

[And he intends to take advantage of every second that you continue to spend eating.]

[larue]

[ His eyes narrow a fraction at that. Slow, huh?

He's going to go right back to eating and enjoying it. And if his eyes slide your way occasionally, it's deliberate. ]

[icarusalsoflew]

[And thank you for giving him a free show, which he is enjoying with that same easy crooked smile, appraising look, and slow, cat-like blinks.

Since you keep looking up, love, you're going to keep seeing the way he looks when he smokes. This might not work in your favor.]

[larue]

[ It's not going to work in his favor here, but he figures he can try remedying that for you both when you're finally back in the Tower. He holds out, give him props for that. Even if the way you breathe out that smoke reminds him of the way you look in bed, or the give of your mouth beneath his.

Polishing off that last off his food now, just as the server comes back with the bill for him to sign.

You'll note he's deliberately keeping his eyes averted. No sense advertising to the rest of the world what he wants to do to you.

Besides, didn't you say that your Whisperers made places like this their pet projects? ]

[icarusalsoflew]

[Yes. Yes, they do. It's a good thing, then, that he sent a quiet mental missive to Kasumi just as the two of you met up in Shangrila. No eyes, this time. No ears.

It helps, having your mother as your Lady of the Night.

This one will stand up as soon as you're done, and smile at you.]

Shall we?

[larue]

Alright.

[ He's standing up and coming over just before you get to that door. The private rooms are blocked off from sight of anyone else in the restaurant and he just really wants to kiss you even if you'd tortured him like that.

Yes, he does catch your lip gently between his teeth before be breaks off. ]

Okay. Now we can go.

[icarusalsoflew]

[You're terrible, but that's okay. You can have him anywhere you like, anytime.]

Then lead the way, good sir.

[larue]

[ He's slipping a hand to the small of your back as he leads you out. ]

Where'd you park?

[ He is going to be fine with you behind the wheel tonight. The quicker you both get back to the Tower, the better. ]

[icarusalsoflew]

Not far.

[Since that's really what you're asking, right? Good thing he picked a slot on the same floor as the restaurant.

Oh, and yes, that is his arm wrapping around your waist to keep you close to him.]

[larue]

Good.

[ He's leaning into you at that and pressing his forehead to the side of yours. He's also got a really goofy I-only-have-eyes-for-you look on his face that shows anyone who might glance over that this one? Totally gone. ]

Thanks, [ slipping his hand into yours now. ] For coming tonight.

[icarusalsoflew]

[He'll press that palm of his close against yours, and squeeze your fingers between his own as he glances in your direction with that smile that probably always gets to you.]

Wouldn't miss this for the world. It's my day in as much as it's Aidan's.

[Besides, this is you. You're kind of really something else to him now. Something remarkable and perfect.]

[larue]

[ Yep. That smile always gets him. So you're getting him drawing you close in a quick one-armed hug before he tugs you in the direction of the parking lot. ]

Come on. Let's go.

[ There had better not be traffic. ]