[TM] Boston... fucking city.

[what_ivedone]

Ty wasn't even sure how the hell he got roped into coming to Boston to visit Moe, but apparently it was 'fair trade' which wasn't as big of a deal as he had made it out to seem. The big deal that had spanned several phone calls of complaining, a few emails tossed back and forth and even an instant messenger conversation or three. He was making it

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[human_sorta]

Moe had been expecting Ty four hours earlier, but when she'd called the airline and found out that his flight had been delayed, she vented by cussing out an innocent desk clerk and slammed the phone down on the table when she was done with it

[what_ivedone]

Ty had the email, printed out and folded in his back pocket. He had gotten most the way there, actually he was a street over at the moment. But it was going to be more entertaining to either make her come get him, or for her to guide him there.

"I got the email, but MapQuest fucked me... aww they got me before you did Babe. Anyway I'm on... okay I don't know what street I'm on, but I'm looking at a park. Like swings and slides and... it's Miller Park. Not the beer though. So you gonna come get me? I think you should."

[human_sorta]

Moe grinned, rolling her eyes. "You're just trying to put me out...well, fuck you, and I totally will soon as I get you alone." she teased, wandering over to the kitchen. As she debated actually going after him, she opened the fridge to pull out a couple of beers, along with the plate of leftover chicken she'd cooked earlier that evening. Either they'd eat it here, or she'd bring some and track him down at the park...could be a kick.

"So shake that moneymaker and get your ass over here, bitch." she went on. "If you're at Miller Park, you gotta hang a left and take Miller Drive to Carson."

[what_ivedone]

He laughed, at her remark, "Bitch? Oh yeah, now? Forget it. You are coming to fetch me. It's all part of the hand and foot part of the night. See, and you know exactly where I am. Just come get me. I'll reward you for your efforts."

He waited for a moment and then pulled the key from the ignition and shook them close to the phone, "Okay, that sounds as pathetic as this car is. Fuckin' plastic key shit. Look, it's almost one in the morning..." Ty glanced to the clock, "It is one thirty, I'm getting out of the car."

Ty did just that, getting out and slamming the door to the Dodge shut, "I'm walking, cause well... it's actually nice out here. Walking, toward... this sign, and I'm going to stand right here, 'till you fetch me."

[what_ivedone]

There wasn't much that went past Ty and even that was putting it mildly, but there was still something about Moe that made him actually want her trying to get away with shit, and hearing that she bitched out customer service about his flight delay was just music to his ears. Grinning down at her she pressed his hand to the small of her back pulling her against him as he growled to her, "The whole filthy story isn't going to be about the trip here

[human_sorta]

Moe was left holding the beer as Ty wrapped his arms around her, and promptly decided to cop a nice, leisurely feel that had her dropping the beer, which landed just off to the side of the woodchip pile and in the grass, so it fortunately didn't break

[what_ivedone]

His thumb still caressed against her skin as she pulled back from him, informing him that a two bit park was surrounding them. Glancing around he shrugged a bit, leaning down again to nip at her lower lip, teasingly he whispered, "Doesn't look that bad..."

From kissing her mouth his lips moved to just below her ear, more breathing heated breath against her instead of kissing her fully. The low rumble of his voice carried a lot more than just the hint at what he wanted to do with her, "What about my rental... is that two-bit too?"

Maybe it was being cooped up in the plane, or seated on the tarmac for the delay, or any number of things... mostly it was probably the fact that since meeting her he hadn't really gone out and dealt with the opposite sex in the way he usually did, and now he was starting to feel that itch a bit more than he was used to.

[human_sorta]

Moe shivered as his breath caressed her skin, his voice sending a shiver up her spine. Osiris, she was such a human, melting at a little growling and heavy petting...and she was ridiculously pleased by it

[what_ivedone]

Feeling her fingers press hard into muscle Ty let a less than playful snip at her bottom lip shine through for a moment, and when she spoke up urging him to stop taking his time he pulled back from her, letting his free hand wind around loose hair at the nape of her neck, "No more talking, unless it's telling me where and how fast

[human_sorta]

Moe stretched out and watched him as he stripped, wishing for a moment that she was doing it instead...running her hands over that sculpted torso, opening his jeans and shoving her hand inside to finally *touch* him

[what_ivedone]

Her body was warm against his, and her hands nearly had a mind of their own as they moved across the surface of his skin creating a path for her lips and tongue to follow. All the playful nips of skin and the teasing touches of her hands were easily met by his own hands pressing to her back, and against her hips, along soft skin of her thighs and up into her hair each time she moved back to kiss his mouth

[human_sorta]

When he rolled her, Moe finally felt her anticipation grow, as well as her passion and, in a way, her satisfaction. *This* was what she wanted...her most basic need, at its core: to be taken, to be had...to take had have him right back