Shenanigans!

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[nostalgiabomb]

[ His breath hitches as she moves, and he bites down on his lower lip when he feels her hands on her bare skin--

Wait what. ]

Whoa there, cowgirl. There is still no universe where I'd be Leia.

[phaselocknroll]

But what if I want to see you in a little gold bikini?

[ -asked with complete and total innocence ]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ His face slackens and he just. Stares. ]


... What.

[phaselocknroll]

[ Pffffft. She just laughs. ]

I'm just giving you shit.

[nostalgiabomb]

Jesus-- you-- Jesus, that was convincing.

[phaselocknroll]

Yeah? I've been working on my acting.

[nostalgiabomb]

I can tell. [ And he sounds half-impressed, half-nervous. ] You scared the hell out of me.

[phaselocknroll]

Not a fan of the bikini idea?

[ this time she's obviously teasing ]

[nostalgiabomb]

Golden bikini in general? Sure. Golden bikini on me? Deeeefinitely a no. I mean, I know I'd probably look good in anything, but-- no. Pass.

[phaselocknroll]

[ She actually goes "tsk tsk" at him. ]

Where's your sense of adventure, Peter?

[nostalgiabomb]

My sense of adventure is just fine, thanks. [ Yep, still totally grimacing. ]

[phaselocknroll]

Oh, dear. I've spoiled the mood, haven't I?

[nostalgiabomb]

Well, let's be fair. The mood was already headed downhill when we mentioned that weird guy.

[phaselocknroll]

I thought we weren't mentioning him anymore. You just broke your own rule.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Immediately: ] Shit. He ruins everything.

[phaselocknroll]

You poor thing. You've had a rough day.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ At that, he affects a pout. ] I really have. You should be nice to me.

[phaselocknroll]

Should I now? What would you like me to do then, hm?

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He puts his hands on her hips, and drops his voice low again. ]

Pretty sure we were on the right track, before.

[phaselocknroll]

Oh, riiiight. I remember now.

[ She resumes sliiiiding her hands up under his shirt, scraping her nails oh-so-lightly against his skin ]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ His breath hitches again, and he shoots her an appreciative smile. ]

Glad I could jog your memory.

[phaselocknroll]

Truly, where would I be without you? [ She grins back, and works the fabric of his shirt up enough to plant some kisses along his torso and chest. ]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He leans back to give her better access, putting his hands behind him on the bed to support his weight. and holy shit i have an excuse to use this icon ]

You wouldn't know what the significance of a golden bikini is, that's for sure.

[phaselocknroll]

[ She laughs lightly against his skin and yes that is a good icon glad I could help ] Ah yes, and my life is surely richer with that knowledge.

[nostalgiabomb]

What can I say? I provide a vital service.

[ Peter often marvels at how fast and how well Maya has picked up this whole relationship and sex and shit she's good with her mouth thing -- and it's because he knows what she's capable of that this whole, teasing-with-kisses deal his breathing starts getting a little ragged. ]