OPEN POST;

[spiraea]

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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

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[nostalgiabomb]

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. ]

[stealwithit]

[ 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. ]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ 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. ]

[stealwithit]

[ 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.) ]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ (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. ]

[stealwithit]

[ 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. ]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ 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. ]

[stealwithit]

[ 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. ]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ 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. ]

[stealwithit]

[ 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. ]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ 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. ]

[stealwithit]

[ 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 ]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ 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

[stealwithit]

[ 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. ]