Hmmm... I got 10oneopticeyeNovember 8 2011, 14:06:24 UTC
[There are very few moments in life that someone can say they've seen Scott content and relaxed. After spending so much time with Emma, he nearly was.
He kept her close, one arm curled over her waist almost protectively.] How is it you always seem to smell like that Dior perfume of yours? [His voice is thick and muffled.]
I think we can manage.stonecoldfrostNovember 8 2011, 18:04:08 UTC
[Her eyes are hooded like it's possible she's ready to sleep as she watches her fingers trace random patterns over his arm, her head resting on his chest. She's beyond comfortable, and maybe even content for the first time in a long time.
Their legs are still entwined and she makes no move to disentangle herself for as long as he's willing to keep her close. A soft laugh escaped, her lips pressing against his skin in a brief kiss.] Maybe I've worn so much of it it's just seeped into my pores. I sweat Dior. Now that would be a mutation people would want. Do you not like it, darling?
[She pinched the skin on his bicep lightly, and grazed her teeth over his chest as she tried not to snort with laughter.] Is that what it is? Well, then... Looks like I won't be switching perfumes any time soon.
Don't change anything about yourself, alright? [As of that moment, he was perfectly content with her being who she is. He very lazily flung one of his arms over his glasses, breathing deeply for a moment, as if he were asleep.]
Really wasn't planning on it, darling. [Emma had changed herself once and it wasn't something she planned on doing again. She let her own eyes fall closed and focused on the sound of his heartbeat.] I'm perfection, remember?
Smart man. I think that very much buys you another round when you're up for it. [Her hand slipped down to his hip, rubbing it affectionately.] Pun entirely intended.
And here is where my writing will probably get iffy...oneopticeyeNovember 9 2011, 22:05:10 UTC
You're too kind. [His mouth travels down her neck to her collar-bone, all fine and gentle at the moment. To think he used to be wary about such intimacies, afraid of what his optic blasts would do if he got overly excited.]
Don't stress bb it's all good <3stonecoldfrostNovember 10 2011, 00:27:13 UTC
I try my best. [Anyone else and she would probably try and steer the encounter away from fine and gentle, but this was Scott and she had no problems with him seeing her softer side. She had no problem with slow, with taking their time. She trusts him to control his ability just like she trusts him to know just which spots drive her crazy when he kisses them.]
[There was only so many things he could have learned when their relationship had just started; how could he have figured out which spots drove her crazy when it was just on the astral plane? Of course, being who he is, he discovered them very quickly.] You never struck me as someone who would be sensitive around the ears, Em.
[He was a fast learner and that was something she really did appreciate. She let out a gasp, arching under him as a shiver of pleasure had goosebumps breaking out across her porcelain skin.] Haven't we already established I'm full of surprises. I never would have taken you for someone who liked being bitten.
[A devious smirk stretched across his lips at her reaction.] It looks like we are more a like than we've come to realize. And after all this time together, too. [Expert hands explored her body, which was so familiar to him now, pausing in all of the spots where they knew a reaction would come.]
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He kept her close, one arm curled over her waist almost protectively.] How is it you always seem to smell like that Dior perfume of yours? [His voice is thick and muffled.]
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Their legs are still entwined and she makes no move to disentangle herself for as long as he's willing to keep her close. A soft laugh escaped, her lips pressing against his skin in a brief kiss.] Maybe I've worn so much of it it's just seeped into my pores. I sweat Dior. Now that would be a mutation people would want. Do you not like it, darling?
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[He rolls so that he's on top of her, his strong arms keeping him propped up.] Any objections for it now?
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The smile she gives him is warm.] Why would I want to object over something like this? I'm all yours, Scott.
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