Electroclash | Sarah (
electrocynic) wrote2016-09-25 09:23 pm
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MCA #5, Sunday Evening
Date night was not something that had happened in this apartment a ton. Not in... well, several years now. Even Sarah and her cynicism had to admit it was exciting, a little.
Not that it was a very seriously date-y date. Nor had she done much in preparation for it, except pick a shirt that had more than enough cleavage happening. She'd just made sure there wasn't too much unseemly clutter happening anywhere Kanan was likely to be, and that she was stacked on both booze and snacks.
And she was.
So now, she was just waiting for him to turn up.
[ooc: For that guy! And probable SP, omg.]
Not that it was a very seriously date-y date. Nor had she done much in preparation for it, except pick a shirt that had more than enough cleavage happening. She'd just made sure there wasn't too much unseemly clutter happening anywhere Kanan was likely to be, and that she was stacked on both booze and snacks.
And she was.
So now, she was just waiting for him to turn up.
[ooc: For that guy! And probable SP, omg.]
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"Mostly I judge based on shit people can't help."
Because she was a terrible person.
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"Well," he drawled, "it's part of the whole experience, I suppose I can't fault anybody for doing inventory."
He seemed fairly unperturbed, so that was probably a good sign, right? Or maybe it was just ego. Who could tell?
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Still. It was a good reaction. (And ego had never been a problem for her. Outside of Devlin, anyway.)
She was still smirking. "I have high standards." She really did not. "Inventory's the only way to keep that up."
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You know. Out of those things that people couldn't help.
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"All kinds," she said. "But mostly really dirty ones."
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He tilted his head, smirking and leaning in just that little bit more.
"Don't suppose you have samples available for the curious?"
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Yeah, it was.
"Might do," she said, smirking back at him. And with all the leaning, it seemed like a pretty good time to just make the rest of the distance go away. By kissing him.
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The kiss wasn't very tentative. On a scale from 'light and tentative first kiss' to 'hello I'm definitely having sex with you tonight, repeatedly if possible', it was way more towards the latter than the former.
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It had been a big year, really.
This kiss, though? This one had bite to it, a sort of playful, hungry quality that gave plenty of the same vibe in turn. And Kanan's hand wandered that little bit more, settling on the small of her back so that he could pull her just that little bit closer.
He was a fan of closer.
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At least she wasn't trying to climb into his lap. Yet, anyway.
She was just kissing him like that was an option.
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... What? It wasn't like he was going to come up for air to say it. This was a damn good kiss.
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Yeah, she moved. It was a little fumbly, what with her desire to also not break the kiss and all, but she managed without incident to shift and climb over his lap. Straddling was just so much more comfortable. Yes. Comfortable was exactly the word.
And she could do one better, reaching for the hem of her shirt once she'd settled down. Sure, she had to actually break the kiss for a few seconds when she was pulling said shirt off, but it was worth it. If her rack had looked great with the shirt, it looked even better in just a bra.
Not that he was getting much of a look when she went right back to kissing him, but. He'd know it was there.
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Either that, or she'd be somewhat more distracted by the hand that was instead moving to caress one of those lovely breasts of hers, since they were right there and it would be a shame to pass up the opportunity.
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Her hands were on his shoulders, but that was likely to change.
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"Well, if you have any requests," he murmured, somewhere between her throat and her shoulder.
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"Could just get rid of the bra, for a start."
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"You know, that's an excellent suggestion..."
Look, undoing Sarah's bra required moving a hand away from what it was doing then and there, so if the hooks on the back just happened to slip free so that he could tug it free with minimal time away from what they were up to, hey, that sort of thing happened sometimes, right?
If he was leaning in to replace one of those hands with his mouth, well, it seemed like the next logical step, here. Especially since he was shifting around a bit, too. That friction was definitely good for some first-class teasing, wasn't it?
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Followed by a quiet gasp because a hand had been nice, but as was often the case with these things, a mouth was just infinitely better. (It was a thing to do with warmth. Also the wetness.) "Yeah, figured you'd like that." Hey, her breasts had long been an obvious asset of hers! And one she'd gladly used to her advantage many a time, even if these days she was occasionally getting a little more self-conscious about the way gravity was starting to affect things.
That wasn't really a thought she was currently having. Her nails dug into his skin a little more sharply. Also, this time, the movement of her hips wasn't really a shift. More like a grind. A slight one, but still.
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Bah, gravity. Kanan was hardly going to nitpick, here. She still had some very attractive assets, so far as he was concerned, and between her nails and her hips, he was starting to come to the realization that he was still wearing entirely too many clothes, himself. Unfortunately, he did need to stop touching her in order to pull his shirt up over his own head, but even that was just a moment, and once he'd tossed it to the side, he was free to lean right back in to kiss her even more hungrily than before.
Right back to making up for lost time. Really, if there was some way to just will themselves to nakedness without actually stopping what they were doing, he'd probably be all for it.
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But they'd cross that bridge when they got to it. (Possibly sometime sooner rather than later, if the way Sarah was starting to feel was anything to go by.) Right now, though, she was taking advantage of all that newly-exposed skin to run the nails of her other hand up his arm, then over his shoulder and down his chest some. Exploring.
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