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( there are still things that worry him about this whole thing with her but he's willing to get it go. he can ask her later when she's a little more relaxed.

right now, he let's her take over, leading them to his bedroom while he keeps his mouth slotted with hers. his fingers find the hem of her shirt and he tries to tug it up while they walk.

is that too much at one time? probably but he doesn't care. )

[ask her if she minds, though. she let a pleased moan out against his lips, and with a nip at his lower lip, pulls away to raise her arms, so he can take her shirt off.]

Okay, maybe cuddle later then.

Probably a good idea.

( he's never going to think he's good at cuddling but she seems to like when he does so he's not going to argue. and even if he doesn't think he's good at it, he still likes it.

but he also likes when she starts pulling her shirt off like she's doing and just because he's trying to be proactive, he just goes ahead and tugs his off too, tossing it aside. )

[she lets out a pleased groan when he takes his shirt off, and surges forward to press against him and kiss the top of his collarbone. standing close is good, oh is it good; she can touch him better. trace his chest with her fingertips, run her blunt nails down his stomach very lightly.

she pulls back to search his gaze for a reaction, or for confirmed permission, because it still is strange and still feels new that they get to just do this, together. if one could generously call it dating, considering the two people in question. ]

What?

( robbie's not sure why she's looking at him because he'd been enjoying her lips against his chest but now she's looking at him and he doesn't know what she wants him to say. )

Everything okay?

( had he done something wrong? )

Yeah. [she flashes a smile, after taking him in, and enjoys the heat that coils at the base of her spine at the view.] Yeah, was just wondering if you'd call me cheesy if I said I missed you again.

[she'll multitask, though. she can be cheesy while also working on getting him naked. his pants are going to have to go, and she reaches for the front of them, curling her fingers into the waistband and brushing his skin with her knuckles there.] What do you think? Cheesy?

Very cheesy.

( good thing that he doesn't mind cheesy. it's kind of nice to hear, even, because it's not like he's had many people miss him over the years.

he smiles slightly at her, eyes cutting down to where her hands are on his pants. )

That's okay though. I don't mind you being cheesy. Kind of gotten used to it.

Yeah? Good. [she surges forward again, and catches his mouth in another kiss.

then, she breaks the kiss to step back enough to pull his sweats down. she is very proud of how she got them down to his ankles in one clean and painless yank, and it shows in the smug look on her face as she straightens up.

and then she whistles.] Hey, there, hot stuff.

( wow, congratulations to her for getting his pants down so effortlessly. he does the rest, kicking them off because he's not going to go walking around with them on his ankles.

and then he has to groan because really? really, daisy? )

Don't try and make hot stuff a thing.

( because no. he's not going to let that happen. )

[she maybe doesn't play very fair, because she reaches up to cup his face in both hands, and draws his gaze down, her expression solemn.]

Hey. It's not my fault you're made of hot stuff.

[and before he can groan again, she is going to kiss him, pressing a laugh against his mouth just as she pushes her fingers through his short hair too.

you'll pry her away from making out with robbie when hell freezes over.]

( good thing she does that because, yes, he was absolutely going to groan and maybe even mock gag when she talks about the hot stuff. he's going to veto that.

later. when his mouth's not on hers. he does let go of a moan when her hands end up in his hair, though. wrapping his arms around her, he pulls her against him, letting her know that he does like that.

much better than hot stuff. )

[best way to make sure she doesn't call him embarrassing nicknames is to keep her mouth busy, clearly. and the thing is, she gets as into that kiss as he does, swallowing up his moan and licking into his mouth greedily.

when he pulls her against him, she presses a little groan against his mouth, and breaks the kiss to press kisses down the side of his neck. he tastes so good, and smells so good and jesus christ she did miss him, so much.

she hopes he cleared his diary for the night, because they're about to have some very unexpectedly intense reunion sex; this is what happens when your partner might die at any given moment and every moment is precious. this.]

( the only thing on his agenda is her and that's not...even written down because if he wrote that down, she'd never let him hear the end of it.

anyway, yes. his night is her, his following day is hers and he really wants to get them to a bed because while kissing is nice, he wants more. so, he doesn't take his mouth away from her but he does try and ease her towards the bed or where he hopes it is.

yes, it's his house but he's too caught up with her to really pay attention to their surroundings. his hands come up her back, cradling her face nd he deepens that kiss as much as he can. )

[luck will have it that this time around, they don't fall on their asses trying to get to bed. it's not the most comfortable mattress to sleep on, though she imagines he rarely sleeps in it anyway, and she was never meant to stay over. still, he aims better now.

when her back hits the bed, she brings her legs up and wraps them snugly around his waist, letting out a happy moan, eyes rolling back a little from how he cradles her face.

it's the unspoken tender moments that kill her. really.] Missed -

[slips between one kiss and the next, with the realisation that they've gone at this ass backwards again. she got his pants off but she's still mostly dressed, and if she could rip her clothes off right now, she honestly would.] Mmh - more.

( missed more? that doesn't make a lot of sense but he's gotten the feeling that she's not trying to make sense. or whatever he's doing is that good and she can't form coherent sentences. whatever it is, he's not going to stop and ask her.

there could be a lot of things she means by more so he just goes for the easiest, the quickest which is to fit his mouth against hers again for another kiss and to press his body against hers, letting her be reminded that yes, his clothes are gone. )

[yes, that's exactly right - she just missed more. definitely wasn't talking about him, who is she to be cheesy right now? she's too busy being horny on main.

her priorities shift, and she breaks away from the kiss to catch her breath, and to take her clothes off too.]

Help me out here, I wanna get naked.

[she'll start simple. shirt and bra first, then he can help out with the clothes from the waist down, and they can catch up.]

Yeah, I kinda guessed that.

( he smirks up at her, waiting for her to strip off the shirt and bra before he comes closer again, reaching down to start undoing her pants like the helpful person he is. )

Appreciate that you didn't wear leather or something else that's hard to get off. Don't know if I have the patience for that right now.

( better for it to be denim and easily removed. )

That's so smooth.

[she even helps him out, so when he does pull her jeans off she follows right along with her panties as well.]

I'm more of a leather jacket kind of girl, not pants.

( he appreciates the help. makes things easier, makes her naked faster. )

Lucky for me.

( once he gets her pants out of the way, he's moving back in closer to her, fitting his mouth against hers and deciding that yes, he's going to kiss her despite her being naked now. that's what he wants. )

[any protest dies off when he moves in for another kiss, because they're naked now and he feels hot and good against her, so who is she to say no to more making out? it leaves her lips feeling swollen and tender, and that little bit of pain is enough to bring out a moan, and make her surge up to deepen the kiss. he's close now, so she can let her hands roam, map him out.]

( they're naked now and robbie thinks they need to find a place to lay down because all that nakedness means they should be touching each other much, much more.

he's fine with kissing though. he loves kissing and when she moans, he pulls her against him and goes with that kiss, shivering at her touch. )

[hey, maybe she read his mind a little, who knows? she runs her hands up his chest, curls them over his shoulders, and then hooks her legs around his knees, and flips them over in a quick move. all that without breaking the kiss? is called talent.

but as soon as she's on top, she pulls away from his mouth to trail kisses down his throat, to lick his collarbone, and bite gently at the skin where his neck meets his shoulder.]

( that is very talented, it's true. he doesn't think he'd be able to do anything like that so he's happy to let her have it.

and he's even happier, despite the lack of effusive smile, to feel her lips making their way down his body. he sighs and shifts, arching towards her to let her know that yes, he does like that. )

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