You usually wear this kinda thing to a formal gatherin'? [Just what kind of parties was he going to that he needed to wear armor? Nerd. But a well built nerd, and as soon as his skin is expose to her, she'll be on it, skimming her palms flat up his sides and down his shoulders. Her nails run along his spine, lightly scraping along each vertebrae.]
Gotta a place in mind?
[Privacy happened to be one of her least concerns, dipping her head to begin dropping wet kisses along his neck to his shoulder. She's willing to listen if he knows of a better spot. This time, at least. She's flushed and hot and moving from his lap, even just to relocate, is the last thing she wants. It meant his hands would have to be somewhere that wasn't her body, and that sounded so much worse than someone spying on them. On the other hand, it is cold and she's barely wearing her dress at this point. It wasn't a bad idea, just unfortunate that neither of them could just teleport.]
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Gotta a place in mind?
[Privacy happened to be one of her least concerns, dipping her head to begin dropping wet kisses along his neck to his shoulder. She's willing to listen if he knows of a better spot. This time, at least. She's flushed and hot and moving from his lap, even just to relocate, is the last thing she wants. It meant his hands would have to be somewhere that wasn't her body, and that sounded so much worse than someone spying on them. On the other hand, it is cold and she's barely wearing her dress at this point. It wasn't a bad idea, just unfortunate that neither of them could just teleport.]