Shenanigans!

[phaselocknroll]

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[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?

[phaselocknroll]

Mm. I don't know. [ She says it against his skin, teasing that spot with her tongue before giving it another little nibble. ] Should I check?

[nostalgiabomb]

Shit-- [ He flops back onto the bed, clearly abandoning the idea of staying upright. ] Don't you dare leave.

[phaselocknroll]

I guess you'll just have to keep quiet then, won't you?

[ it comes out in a low purr as she glances at him through her eyelashes ]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ That look makes his heart race a little, but he returns it with a smirk. ]

Exhibitionist.

[phaselocknroll]

I think I learned that one from you.

[ it's high time that this shirt of his goes, so she pulls it off over his head and takes a moment to drag her nails down his chest. ]

[nostalgiabomb]

Thank God you're a quick lear--

[ He would totally finish that sentence, except he's busy letting out a quiet groan, back arching to at the feel of her nails on his skin. ]

[phaselocknroll]

[ God damn she loves it when he starts making noises like that. She gives a little hum of satisfaction as she leans down again to run her tongue over his collar bone.

They had a conversation about bruises earlier, and now she seems intent on delivering because she finds a spot along his collar bone to suck on and tease with light scrapes of her teeth and swirling little motions of her tongue. ]

[nostalgiabomb]

Shit, Maya--

[ Now that she's in a better position, he tangles his hand in her hair, his other running up and down her back encouragingly. It only takes a couple of seconds for him to realize what she's doing, and he huffs a laugh. ]

Branding me, huh? [ He can't help how breathless he sounds, but at least his amusement is easily conveyed. He won't stop her, though -- hickies are kind of awesome. ]