Shenanigans!

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[ The feel of his hands is electric, and the way his tongue slides across her skin, warm and wet, draws a little moan out of her.

Maybe this is moving faster than she thought it would, but damn if she hasn't been wanting him all evening. She hikes up her dress, wanting to feel the press of his hips as she slowly grinds against him. ]

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[ he groans as she moves against him, burying his face in the crook of her neck and pulling her closer, pressing their bodies together. If they keep up like this, he's going to fucking lose it, he just knows it.

he steadies himself, breathing in deeply, and he pulls away. His eyes are dark, face flushed, but he's frowning, worried. ]

You sure about this?

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[ the fact that he even bothers to pull himself together enough to ask is... surprisingly sweet. She smiles at him, leaning in to give him a quick kiss ]

Positive.

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[ At some point they make it to bed, leaving a trail of clothing from the living room to Maya's bedroom (and are there seriously more bookshelves in here? Wow.)

When they're finished, covered in a sheen of sweat, exhausted and really fucking satisfied, they worm their ways under the covers.

This isn't exactly how Peter thought their first date would go, and in fact he had planned to not end up in her bed (because he didn't want to send the wrong message? seems sort of moot, now); but here they are, limbs tangled together, basking in that hazy sort of afterglow. He has Maya's head resting against his chest, and he's combating sleepiness by idly tracing the tattoos on her shoulder with his fingertip. ]

-- We never did get that shooter match going.

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[ She laughs a little, the sound quiet and content. ]

I guess we can take a rain-check.

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[ he likes her laugh, and he smiles a little. ]

Yeah? Maybe I can keep distracting you to put it off. You'd probably kick my ass, anyway.

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I would.

[ and she curls closer, pressing a kiss to his bare chest ] But I'd make it up to you.

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[ his smile widens, pulling her in closer. ]

Yeah? Can I ask how or does that ruin the surprise?

[phaselocknroll]

Oh, it definitely ruins the surprise.

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[ his nose wrinkles. ]

Not even a little hint?

[phaselocknroll]

Nope. You'll have to find out on your own.

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Welp. Time to start throwin' every game until I find out.

[phaselocknroll]

Aw. That's no fun.

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What can I say? I'm bad with surprises.

[phaselocknroll]

Fine, do you really want a hint?

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[ With feigned surprise, ] Was I being that obvious?

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Fine, fine.

[ And she shifts up to kiss him, long and slow and deep ]

There.

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[ He returns the kiss all too eagerly, and when she parts, he shoots her a crooked smile. ]

Well if that's what I've got to look forward to for losing, I'm definitely throwing.

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That's cheating, buuuut I guess I'll let it slide.

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[ He leans forward to catch her lips briefly. ]

Consider that thanks for understanding.

[phaselocknroll]

Mm. I could get used to that.

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So I'm guessin' that means we're still on for at least one more date?

[phaselocknroll]

Most definitely.

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[ He settles back into the pillows. ]

Good. 'Cause I've still gotta hear that rant of yours.

[phaselocknroll]

If you want to hear the rant, you actually have to beat me at video games.