Shenanigans!

[phaselocknroll]

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[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. ]

[phaselocknroll]

[ Maya loves to learn, she loves to experiment, and when it comes to sex, she's more than happy to do both of those things. Figuring out all of Peter's buttons has been an exciting endeavor, and she takes pride in the fact that he's already getting worked up. In fact, he can probably feel her smirk, before she resumes her explorations with lips and teeth and tongue. ]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Once teeth get introduced into the equation, he bites down on his lower lip, humming quietly in approval. ]

Everyone's-- [ He's interrupted when she hits a particularly sensitive spot, and his body tenses as he hums again. ] --everyone's gone, right?