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

To be completely honest, I would have been perfectly content with just having you for the night.

[Chuckling.]

You spoil me.

[And he has no complaints.]

[ What is it with your way with words. ]

The others teased me about that, you know. When I was agonizing over what to get you.

[ There was talk of him and a bow. Just a bow. Why are these people his blademates really. ]

[Chuckling at that. He can think of more than a few possibilities on what they had said to you.]

Ribbing each other does appear to be your blade's language of love.

Well, they also tend to be [ frustratingly ] spot on in some cases.

[ Case and point, what you said. ]

Besides. I'm already yours. [ Yes, that's a smirk right before he leans in and nips at your mouth, hips aligning with yours as he takes another step into your space. ]

For the night. [ Have a kiss, love. ] And tomorrow. [ Have another. ] And whenever you like. [ And that's your lower lip caught gently between his teeth. ]

[--And right before you're leaning in, this one was already setting his own bottle down, and moving to wrap his arms around your neck. The better to let his hands roam down the expanse of your back, trace your spine, and eventually snag their fingers on the waistband of your pants, right?

Oh, let's not forget how he was smiling back against your lips, nor that amused (semi-breathless) hum he made in his throat at your words.]

So. Your bed, or mine? I admit, my judgment is rather impaired at the moment.

Yours is closer. [ Is that a note of mischief in his voice. ]

Unless you want my place because then I get the added plus of seeing your face when you have my present for you in your hands.

[ He is also thinking that maybe he can get you to read a few passages -- and then distract you with... things. ]

Hmm.

[That thoughtful little noise is topped with a certain quirk of this one's liips, then followed up by him leaning in to whisper his response in your ear, nice and slow.]

How about we go to your place, and you let me see that lovely book you got me, and then you surprise me with exactly how you plan on fucking me on your bed?

[ The warmth of your breath against his ear makes him shiver -- forgive him, he's all for this plan but you're so incredibly close and he only has to turn his head a little to nip at the flesh of your neck.

Are those his hands spanning your waist and then sliding down the curve of your ass so that he draws you in so he can press up right against you? Yep. Definitely.

And then he's pulling back just enough to that he can look at you. ]

Finish your beer and then let's go?

[ If he doesn't finish his, he's taking it with him. Or stuffing it back in your fridge. He'll buy you a new one to replace it. ]

Who said that you and I had to finish anything?

[Murmuring that just at that smile of his takes an imperious edge. If you're not too busy looking at him, you might notice how two bottle caps are forming out of nothing, clamping themselves down on the bottles the two of you were working at, and sealing them tight, as if their contents were never touched.]

Drinks can wait. I kind of really want my presents now.

[Yes. 'Presents.]

[ You are impossible and he loves you for it.

Stealing one more kiss then, as his hands fall away from around you, one snagging yours as he backs up towards the door. ]

Let's go now. I've got clothes that can fit you.

[ If you want those presents, then he's hardly one to want to keep them from you. Reaching for the door now with the other hand and opening it so that he can lead you out. ]

Edited 2014-06-27 03:50 (UTC)

Such an excellent planner, LaRue.

[He's saying that, though, more for himself than to tease you. He needs to calm down just enough so that he doesn't end up finding the nearest convenient place between his room and yours to make out, or maybe fuck. He's done it before, and this is you, and --

-- and anyway, yes. Following you out. He can be patient, really.]

[ It'll be a curious sight to see, because he'll be leading you as quickly as he can towards the tram, where neither of you are going to sit and instead stand by the door, his mouth to your ear and his voice pitched low in a whisper. ]

So you don't have duty and there's a big chance that we have the house to ourselves.

[ Sorry, Hikaru. You boyfriend can be such a teenager. ]

[He is perfectly fine with this. You make him feel less like he's over a thousand years old, and more like the young man that he really ought to be at the moment.

Saying this, oh-so-casually, as he's keeping his gaze on his surroundings instead of turning back to face you.]

Is that your way of saying me that you can keep me up all night and have me be as loud as you like?

[He knows what turns you on, kid.]

[ Just this smile, babe.

He's got a couple of ideas on how to go about keeping you both occupied for the evening. ]

[Sometimes, he likes it when you are horrible.

Oh, and don't mind him as he leans back against your body, tilts his head up to kiss your jaw --

-- and move his free hand around, so that he can feel you up through the fabric of your pants.

He can be horrible too. Maybe you should count yourself lucky that the trams are automated, and there are only a handful of people on board with the two of you.]

Edited 2014-06-27 05:04 (UTC)

[ Wait--

What are you-- ]

Stop that. [ You. Are. Awful. Christ.

Yes, he's catching your wrist and sending you a look ( it's ruined by the smile that tugs at the corner of his mouth ) with one arched brow. ]

Why? The ride is long, and I'm bored.

[And you're right here, and you've been so completely perfect tonight that he would very much like to find the fastest way of working you up so that you can fuck him properly.]

[ You're getting a light forehead bump and him trying to bite back the grin on his lips because of that. ]

It only feels long because you're impatient.

[ Softer though. ] There are also people.

That shouldn't be a problem if you can keep quiet.

[Might this be revenge for the way you push him? Maybe. It could also be him trying to at least have a bit of fun at your expense before you ruin him later, because he is pretty sure that you will. He doesn't even have to know what you're planning on doing yet.]

[ You're getting his fingers tightening around your wrist then and a shake of his head even as he leans back in to whisper. ]

If you behave you can ask me to do anything [ there's a bit of stress on that last part ] later. No questions, no protests.

[ There's a look in his eyes that'll show you that he means it. This is his other present to you, and he knows that there are things you wouldn't have asked of him before. ]

Or I could continue to be terrible, and you can punish me accordingly.

[He's teasing you now, though, because even as he's snapping right back with his usual wit, he's dutifully withdrawing that offending hand.

It's enough, at the moment, that he has planted a possible suggestion in your head.]

[ He's glancing briefly towards the tram doors, as if willing the thing to arrive at the West District faster, before he's turning back to you. ]

Be terrible on purpose and I'll change my mind about the ideas I've been entertaining in my head. [ Tongue in cheek now. He'll take your suggestion and leave you guessing anyway. He's got no illusions of novelty where what he has in mind is concerned, but the last time both of you explored something like that, it was totally unintentionall and done in the spur of the moment. Actual intent puts a slightly different spin on things. ]

[Feigning a dramatic sigh now.]

Fine. [And pouting, on cue.] I'll be good.

[He will be for the moment anyway...]

Edited 2014-06-27 06:47 (UTC)

[ He laughs at that and slides an arm around your waist in a brief hug, forehead to yours for the duration of that before he's pulling back.

The tram begins to slow some five minutes later, and he sneaks a quick peck over your lips as his fingers tangling through yours again because it's ( finally ) your stop. ]

You can torture me on the walk over.

But the walk's so short.

[Now he's just being petulant, because he knows that you'll at least find the way that he looks right now cute.

He's also letting you tug him along.]

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