alnifolia | OPEN POST;

[ The common theme between these two across universes is apparently 'play first, food later,' so no worries she'll get to pancakes eventually...

(This disrespect for her height, however, is totally unacceptable.)

She raises her other hand to rest on his other shoulder, but it doesn't take long until she moves her arms, lacing her fingers together behind his neck as her kissing turns feverish. ]

[ He hums quietly when she deepens the kiss, and he shifts his hands, placing them on her back to pull her closer.

So. This is a pretty good morning, so far. ]

[ And it'll probably only get better from here.

Because it's kind of driving her mad how much she's liking this, how much she's wanted this. She'd always been attracted to Peter, but she's been attracted to a lot of people. She doesn't know when it was in their progression into friendship that the attraction turned into outright wanting, but obviously by last night it had become impossible to hide in her drunken state, and by this morning? It's all boiling over.

Her fingers find their way into the tresses of his hair when he pulls her closer as she continues to kiss him. She only pulls away for a moment to open her eyes and cast a fevered look at Peter before she smiles, pushing herself closer to him still as she leans into whisper into his ear, ]

So, your place or mine?

[ Because apparently she can't resist being a smart-ass even in the heat of the moment. ]

[ The comment actually makes him laugh, but it's a quiet, breathy thing. ]

Well, seein' as how we're already here...

[ He trails off, then answers her question by dipping down, capturing her lips again. He lifts one hand to cup her face, his thumb brushing lightly against her cheek, his other at the small of her back, and he deepens the kiss.

There is tongue. Tongues are involved. Alert the press. ]

[ We have just received exclusive, breaking news that Peter Quill, also known as Star-Lord but possibly not in this universe, and Kasumi Goto, mysterious and enigmatic art curator, are french kissing. More at 11.

And she practically purrs at this, moving her arms so she can drag her fingers down his back. ]

[ When he feels he feels her fingers moving down his back, he surprises himself when he makes a strained, needy noise at the back of his throat. His hand at her cheek moves to tangle into her hair, and he pulls back briefly, flushed and panting. ]

So. [ He swallows audibly, eyes dark. ] Bed?

[ She likes that noise. And she likes when he plays with her hair, and--when he pulls back, she opens her eyes and she lets out an airy breath. Her cheeks are similarly flushed, and she bites down on her lip to suppress the grin across her lips.

When he asks--she just thinks, thank god. She lets her held-back grin turn into a smile as she pulls her arms back so she can untie her apron in the back and start throw it off as she responds, ]

God, yes. I thought you'd never ask.

I mean, as appealing as sex in a kitchen is--

[ Once she has the apron off, he leans down to kiss her again, after which he wraps his arms around her waist and lifts her easily. Hope you've got a steady grip, there, because he'll be walking the two of them to the bed. ]

[ She can't help but laugh at his comment, and if given the chance, she would have responded with, "Why not sex in a kitchen?", but any start she might have had on her words turns into a surprised little noise when he lifts her up. Don't worry, though, her grip is gonna be pretty tight, as she wraps her arms around the tops of his shoulders and her legs around his waist. ]

[ He laughs a little at the sound she makes, then deposits her carefully onto the mattress. With his hands free, he rucks up her shirt to feel along her bare skin at her waist, touch gentle and exploring. ]

[ She reciprocates, her fingers skirting the hem of his shirt until she slips her hands beneath, because she's been wanting to feel his abs with her hands for like, ever. And she evidently likes what she feels, judging from the fact that she hums into their kiss a little.

(By the way, it seems like Kasumi takes those yoga mornings and kickboxing classes pretty seriously, because she's not exactly lacking in the toned muscles department, herself.) ]

[ (right on, right on)

He makes quiet, approving noise at the feel of her touch, and already he can feel warmth and want winding his way into his gut, but he holds off. Takes it slow. He tugs upward on the hem of her shirt, as if asking permission to get rid of it, since, you know, it's kind of in the way. ]

[ ask and ye shall receive.

She places one of her hands atop his, guiding it in pushing her shirt up, as though to say "get this thing off of me," and she pulls away from a kiss to give him a ~wicked~ sort of look that says just as much.

Her other hand, meanwhile, similarly tugs at his shirt. If her shirt's coming off, then his has gotta go, too. ]

[ Once she pulls away, he's carefully pulling off her top, then pulling off his own. They fall to a heap on the floor -- and hopefully Kasumi isn't the fastidious type to pause and fold them neatly or something.

And anyway, shirts are just obstacles right now. Pants will go soon, too, but not just yet.

Bare skin exposed, he ducks down to press a kiss to the side of her neck, leaning forward to guide her back onto the bed. ]

[ She 100% does not mind.

And she definitely does not mind when he kisses her neck, because it's her weak spot; she throws her head back a little, allowing him better access to it, as her lips part to let out a quiet, airy moan. One of her hands weaves into his hair, while the other clutches at his arm, giving it a squeeze. ]

[ He answers with a quiet hum -- approving, most likely -- moving further down to nip lightly at the juncture of her neck and shoulder, then smoothing it over with the tip of his tongue. He resists the urge to press his hips against her -- because wow dude, this is already going kinda fast -- but making out for now is fine, right? Rutting is where a line needs to be drawn. ]

[ She likely wouldn't have complained if he took it fast--she likely would have gone with it, but she's also finding that taking it slow? Is really freaking nice, too. Too often her encounters are all too eager to drop her on the bed and--before she knew it, she was slipping out of their grasp, getting dressed and leaving to return to her place at some ungodly hour of the night. It had all been the same to her, in any case; she was just using them to blow off steam.

But she's not using Peter, not in any way; she actually she really, really likes him, and she doesn't want this to be over as quickly as it began. She doesn't have to worry about slipping out quietly after. She wouldn't want to. So slow is fine.

So she cranes her neck down, hoping to catch Peter's lips for another kiss, her fingers still playing with his hair. ]

[ The movement catches his attention, and he obliges but turning his head to press his lips to hers, all heat and want and just the barest hint of neediness when he makes a small noise at the back of his throat. ]

[ That small noise catches her attention, and so had all the other ones he's made throughout, and she can't help but smile against the kiss as she moves her hands to gently rest on the sides of his face. In a brief moment, she pulls away just to press her forehead against his and say, ]

You're so damn cute.

[ #1 sexiest thing to say while making out gg ]

[ He's a little breathless, and while he smiles at first at the compliment, he quickly turns it into a sneer. ]

Handsome? Okay. Hot? Sure. Sexy? Totally on board.

Cute? No way, man. Cute's for puppies and babies

[ She chuckles, although still her eyes are veiled with desire and she shifts, arches against his body, pressing hers closer. ]

What if I said you're the perfect combination of sexy and cute?

[ that is totally not a line she stole from Crazy, Stupid, Love. Nope. ]

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OPEN RP POST ① Pick a character ② Pick a prompt (or DIY) (shamelessly and selectively pilfered from bakerstreet's Random Scenario Meme) ③ Do the thing!. table code by betterdolphin