Stephanie Brown | πΉπΈππΎπβπ (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
secondchances) wrote2020-05-09 08:26 pm
secondchances) wrote2020-05-09 08:26 pm
There are a lot of stairs. They need a break. And maybe to delay the inevitable disappointment of an empty kitchen.
"Like what?" She asks, but kisses him again before he can answer.
"Like what?" She asks, but kisses him again before he can answer.
He almost loses track of the question as he's kissed, and he relaxes his shoulders against the wall. He quite likes being bossed around and pushed by strong women, actually.
"Like how to get so lost in pleasure that you forget the rest of the world entirely," he says. "There are a lot of things we can do with that."
"Like how to get so lost in pleasure that you forget the rest of the world entirely," he says. "There are a lot of things we can do with that."
"I'm a very attentive student. Quick learner, too. And I do think it's about time you do the teaching," she grins.
Steph leans into him, kissing him again. Does she like kissing a man in a hood? Yes. Very much yes.
"You're distracting."
Like she wasn't the one that pushed him to the wall.
"You're distracting."
Like she wasn't the one that pushed him to the wall.
"I spent years controlling myself. I'm just enjoying my newfound freedom."
Which, apparently, means pressing against him and kissing him some more.
"We would have been way more productive if you saved the confession until we figured out where we were staying, and you know, whether there's any danger."
Which, apparently, means pressing against him and kissing him some more.
"We would have been way more productive if you saved the confession until we figured out where we were staying, and you know, whether there's any danger."
"Which works in your favor, doesn't it? You really don't have to worry about me keeping up with you. Maybe it's going to be the other way around."
Just saying.
"I mean, you do have some years on me. You're going to have to let me know when you need a break."
Just saying.
"I mean, you do have some years on me. You're going to have to let me know when you need a break."
She laughs, giving him a little shove even as sandwiched as he is between her and the wall.
"Until I tire the rest of you out, too."
"Until I tire the rest of you out, too."
Way to take the bait, Ezio. Stephanie smiles, finding no shame in straddling his thigh.
"If you want me on you, you just have to ask. Though, I guess after however long of mild rejection, the fear's still there I'll say no..."
"If you want me on you, you just have to ask. Though, I guess after however long of mild rejection, the fear's still there I'll say no..."
"I don't know, you apparently can miss some of my glaring tells," she teases. "But, hey, I don't mind that you're still learning things about me."
"Ugh, why did we leave the room," she mutters between one kiss and another. "Whose bright idea was that?"
He could distract her from starving to death.
He could distract her from starving to death.
"As much as I enjoy the obedience, maybe don't always listen to me," she laughs, squeezing her thighs around his.
She laughs, the sound melting into a moan as she holds onto him.
"Not the room. The kitchen." She tips her head to kiss him. "I think we're both hungry."
Ahem.
"Not the room. The kitchen." She tips her head to kiss him. "I think we're both hungry."
Ahem.
"Definitely didn't ask that, and I can wait to eat," she grins. "I'm just saying, whatever we do, we need to go forward. We'll get trapped if we go back. Again."
Oh, she'd love to spend all day in his room, but Future Stephanie with a hunger headache won't appreciate it.
Oh, she'd love to spend all day in his room, but Future Stephanie with a hunger headache won't appreciate it.
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