MCA #5, Sunday Evening

[electrocynic]

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.]

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[uncertain_dume]

Notice? Notice what? Kanan's attention was on a few very specific things, like the way the world was falling away underfoot and the sounds coming from Sarah's throat - not that he was paying attention to more than the fact that they were - and the way she felt around him and how there was very definitely an edge and he was falling over it, too, all while managing to remain upright. He was tangentially aware that upright was still a good direction to be pointing, at least.

Vaguely, somewhere far away, the rest of the world existed. And in a few moments it came drifting back, consisting first and foremost of Sarah, who was getting another, somewhat more lazy, appreciative kiss, just in case she was wondering how he'd liked all of that.

[electrocynic]

You know what? That was a pretty nice kind of kiss to get under these circumstances. Which was a realization Sarah was having just because she honestly wasn't used to it, for reasons that did not need exploring at this juncture. She responded in kind, lazily, humming a content little sound into it.

Her nails had been switched for the pads of her fingertips again, brushing agains the back of his neck and pushing just barely up into his hair.

In a second, she was going to want to put her foot back on the floor, but she wasn't in a rush.

[uncertain_dume]

The content sound that Kanan made in reply was a sort of pleased, "Mmmhmm," of agreement. This was nice. This was good. If she also had a mind to, he would most certainly be up for more of this in the future. His grip on her thigh loosened, fingers moving to trace light circles over her skin, and the fingers in her hair relaxed as well.

When he finally did ease back from the kiss, he was wearing a little smile. Yeah. He'd needed that.

"Oh, I like you," he decided, far more an offhand, approving murmur than the hungry noises he'd been making just a few minutes before.

[electrocynic]

Sarah chuckle was quiet and kind of throaty. "Yeah?" she drawled, smirking lazily, as her foot found its way back to the floor. Other than that, though, she wasn't making a single damned move to get him away from herself. "Wouldn't have guessed."

No, everything just now had given her a pretty clear picture of his probable feelings.

[uncertain_dume]

"Understandable oversight," Kanan decided, nipping somewhat playfully at her bottom lip as he let his hands both meander to the small of her back. "I'm very mysterious, after all."

Sure, Kanan. Sure thing.

[electrocynic]

Well if he was doing that with his hands, she really had to loosely loop her arms around his neck. It was like a rule or something.

She rolled her eyes and let another one of those rough little laughs slip out. "The only mysterious thing about you is how the fuck you've been living next door for even as long as you have without this happening before."

Because it was a travesty, was what it was.

[uncertain_dume]

"No karking clue," Kanan admitted, and then he was chuckling and shaking his head a bit. "But that's a mistake I'm willing to remedy any time."

Any time. Seriously. This was basically the best distraction he'd had since finding himself on the island.

[electrocynic]

"You can be the new on-call shag," Sarah quipped, before giving his lip a little playful nip of her own because eh, why the hell not? "An on-call hard-on, if you will."

Her jokes were terrible when she was in a good mood.

[uncertain_dume]

That was fine. Kanan found that he was far more forgiving of terrible jokes when he was in a good mood, himself.

"Deal," he replied. "One thing I pride myself on is my ability to get ready for anything on very little notice, after all."

... This was true, more or less, even when not talking about sex.

[electrocynic]

"'S a valuable skill," Sarah replied, nodding sagely. Then she tilted her head mock quizzically. "But how's your staying power? 'Cause I've got plenty more booze and crisps, and a couple more places to test you out in."

It was a big apartment, after all!

"Before we seal the deal. Just to make sure you've got what it takes."

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan just raised both eyebrows, attempting to look innocent and confused, and mostly just coming off as totally game.

"Why, are you questioning my stamina? Because if you are, there's really only one way to be sure, isn't there?"

Don't worry, Sarah. Kanan could handle it.

[electrocynic]

Sarah figured as much. And it pleased her greatly.

And she snickered at his expression but still managed a mock solemn nod all the same. "Of course I am," she said. "So you'll just have to show me."

[uncertain_dume]

"Challenge accepted," Kanan replied, leaning in with a shameless smile to kiss her again, and then stooping down to see if he could do anything even more exciting with his mouth, this time around.

It was going to be a fun night. He could tell already.