[This is an awful game and he's surely going to lose. Raleigh's competitive and he has Ideas about what he can do if he wins, but she keeps doing this thing with her tongue and it's driving him crazy. They're sitting cross legged across from each other, his hands are firmly in his lap, covering up... stuff and she is cheating because she keeps doing the thing and Raleigh's too distracted by it right now to do anything except take it and moan.]
[ And Mako fully intends to push her advantage (she's playing dirty, too, because Raleigh's iPod is linked up to the speakers and Taylor Swift is playing. She does this little trick with her tongue that she knows makes him thrill, and she's leaning forward, putting her weight on her hands and she loves every moment that she's pushing him to touch her.
And look, look, he's moaning and she's grinning into the kiss, dropping sweet little kisses to his lips again and again before going in for the next one, drawing him in -- Mako's kisses and Taylor Swift, how long can he last, really? ]
[Clearly, she doesn't know him at all because One Direction would break him faster.
Raleigh is trying really hard not to break though, even if she keeps doing stuff to him that's going to make him cream his pants early, and how embarrassing would that be. Just from kissing too, he'd never live that down. So he's got to step up his game.
Which he does essentially by drawing her bottom lip between his teeth. Take that, Mako.]
But oh, that's nice -- that's really nice. Mako makes a soft, startled moan when he does that thing; and he's so stupidly good at it that she has to fight not to touch him, or push him over and have her way with him because she knows he's just playing dirty right now, too.
It really doesn't help matters that he's a wonderful kisser, and she shifts, without thinking, her hand moves to cup his face, wanting more.
Though really, he was about two seconds behind her in deciding to throw the rules aside and reach for her because that moan is a little more than he can take and he wants to push forward, push her onto her back and make her do it again.
Mako reaches for him and he reaches up to wrap his fingers around her wrist, holding her close and oh yes. Oh good, he really has a love/hate relationship for this game and well it's okay now, so come here, Mako, she's too far away.]
[ Oh, oh -- she's only just discovering that Raleigh really, really likes the way she moans against his mouth, a soft, breathy little sound because he's so ridiculously talented with his mouth and his kisses and he makes her toes curl and she's coming closer, drawn irresistibly to him.
His grip on her wrist is warm, gentle, and she relaxes in his hold, interested and keen, her embarrassment at losing quickly being replaced by desire, by need, and here, she's practically climbing onto his lap at this point -- is it close enough? ]
[Yes, that will do nicely. Raleigh barely notices it when she sits on his lap, she's that light compared to him and he's never going to complain about Mako Mori wrapped up around him, he moves her legs around his middle to keep her there.
Now he honestly can't remember what he wanted to do if he won, but this seems like a good start.]
You lost. [he murmurs into her mouth, following it up with a smile and another kiss.] Thought you were tougher than that.
[ Mako happily curls around him like a pretzel, no worries right there -- he might be built like a bear and much bigger than her, but she loves that he feels so solid, so strong against her. Yeah, Mako doesn't need his help to kick ass, but it doesn't mean she doesn't like his body.
She's unhurriedly sampling him, appreciating him like fine wine as she smiles against his mouth. ]
Some battles are worth losing. [ Fiercely competitive she might be, but see, the outcomes are largely the same, aren't they? They all involve Raleigh and kisses. ] Like this one.
[He's built with his lap as a perfect little perch for Mako Mori. Fact.
Raleigh still isn't sure what he's going to ask for, he's taking his time with pondering the options as he runs his hand under the edge of her shirt at the small of her back as he kisses her back.]
So that was-- [Hang on, he needs to nip at her chin.] anything I wanted?
[ Mmmhmm, Mako loves that he has the perfect little perch for her -- she could stay like this forever. Moving under his hand, pressing willingly against him, Mako smiles when he breaks the kiss to nip at her chin.
Here she is, kissing the tip of his nose, then peppering sweet kisses over his cheek. ]
Anything. [ Because as much as Mako likes initiating, she likes when Raleigh takes control sometimes -- he comes up with the most interesting things. ] Should I be worried?
[Because you know, it's him and he does have some good ideas and he also has some really bad ones and it's just a crap shoot to know which one was going to happen. And he still hasn't decided what he wants from her, pretty content right now with a lap full of Mako and actually no, that's a lie, he wants her shirt off and he starts tugging at it to make it obvious but that's not what he's collecting as his winnings.]
[ Too much shirt? Mako smiles and nuzzles against him before she leans away and pulls her shirt over her head, careful to toss it onto a nearby chair and not on the floor. She's working not to be shy about it, and she shifts on his lap, tugging on his shirt in turn. ]
Now you. [ Nevermind that she technically doesn't have the right to order him around. ]
[He's not very good at playing this game either because he breaks away from her long enough to pull his t-shirt off and toss it to the floor because he doesn't care about things like that. Then he wraps his arms around her again, ducking down to kiss her good and thorough.]
[ Mmmm, good and thorough kisses. Mako likes that; she likes the way he kisses her like she's the only one in the world he sees. And see, look, she's rolling them over so she's on top, breaking the kiss to beam at him, tucking her hair behind her ear. ]
[He had plans! Okay, he had ideas and still has some, he just hasn't decided on anything yet. She's distracting him with all the kissing and pressing herself all over him. How's a guy supposed to think like this, Mako, honestly.]
[ Maybe her plan was to foil all his thinking plans! What about that? Looking down at him fondly, she cups his face and kisses him, straddling his hips. ]
But Raleigh is seriously struggling to win against her and he doesn't even care, happy with his kisses and Mako and the straddling and the peeks he's getting down her shirt.]
[ He's so much like a puppy it's adorable, and Mako giggles, because she's definitely cheating and enjoying every moment of it. It's rare to see him so happy, to appreciate the light of joy in his eyes, and Mako is fully committed to basking in every moment of it. ]
[That's tempting. Raleigh runs a hand along her bottom, like he's considering it but does he really want that to be the thing he asks for or does he want something else.]
[ He questions that like he's only got one wish, or something. Why not just want both? Mako wriggles under him, pressing against his hand with a coquettish smile. Raleigh has nice hands, especially when those hands are on her butt. ]
I'd be frustrated with not being able to touch you, if you did.
[ Squirming is not cheating! Squirming is squirming! But oh, she squeaks when he gives it a nice, good grab, flushing with pleasure and happiness and fuck losing; she's got him where she wants him. ]
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And look, look, he's moaning and she's grinning into the kiss, dropping sweet little kisses to his lips again and again before going in for the next one, drawing him in -- Mako's kisses and Taylor Swift, how long can he last, really? ]
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Raleigh is trying really hard not to break though, even if she keeps doing stuff to him that's going to make him cream his pants early, and how embarrassing would that be. Just from kissing too, he'd never live that down. So he's got to step up his game.
Which he does essentially by drawing her bottom lip between his teeth. Take that, Mako.]
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But oh, that's nice -- that's really nice. Mako makes a soft, startled moan when he does that thing; and he's so stupidly good at it that she has to fight not to touch him, or push him over and have her way with him because she knows he's just playing dirty right now, too.
It really doesn't help matters that he's a wonderful kisser, and she shifts, without thinking, her hand moves to cup his face, wanting more.
Oops. ]
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Though really, he was about two seconds behind her in deciding to throw the rules aside and reach for her because that moan is a little more than he can take and he wants to push forward, push her onto her back and make her do it again.
Mako reaches for him and he reaches up to wrap his fingers around her wrist, holding her close and oh yes. Oh good, he really has a love/hate relationship for this game and well it's okay now, so come here, Mako, she's too far away.]
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His grip on her wrist is warm, gentle, and she relaxes in his hold, interested and keen, her embarrassment at losing quickly being replaced by desire, by need, and here, she's practically climbing onto his lap at this point -- is it close enough? ]
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Now he honestly can't remember what he wanted to do if he won, but this seems like a good start.]
You lost. [he murmurs into her mouth, following it up with a smile and another kiss.] Thought you were tougher than that.
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She's unhurriedly sampling him, appreciating him like fine wine as she smiles against his mouth. ]
Some battles are worth losing. [ Fiercely competitive she might be, but see, the outcomes are largely the same, aren't they? They all involve Raleigh and kisses. ] Like this one.
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Raleigh still isn't sure what he's going to ask for, he's taking his time with pondering the options as he runs his hand under the edge of her shirt at the small of her back as he kisses her back.]
So that was-- [Hang on, he needs to nip at her chin.] anything I wanted?
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Here she is, kissing the tip of his nose, then peppering sweet kisses over his cheek. ]
Anything. [ Because as much as Mako likes initiating, she likes when Raleigh takes control sometimes -- he comes up with the most interesting things. ] Should I be worried?
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[Because you know, it's him and he does have some good ideas and he also has some really bad ones and it's just a crap shoot to know which one was going to happen. And he still hasn't decided what he wants from her, pretty content right now with a lap full of Mako and actually no, that's a lie, he wants her shirt off and he starts tugging at it to make it obvious but that's not what he's collecting as his winnings.]
Too much shirt for starters.
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Now you. [ Nevermind that she technically doesn't have the right to order him around. ]
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You didn't have any plans when you won, did you?
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I'm good at winging it.
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Is this winging it, too?
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But Raleigh is seriously struggling to win against her and he doesn't even care, happy with his kisses and Mako and the straddling and the peeks he's getting down her shirt.]
You're such a cheater.
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Are you going to spank me for it?
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Or tie you up so you can't cheat.
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I'd be frustrated with not being able to touch you, if you did.
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To be fair, Mako has a very nice butt, it fits right into his hands and is easy to grab and squirming is also cheating!]
Should've thought of that before you lost to me, huh.
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Is this losing? It feels like winning.
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You still caved first. Never gonna live that down.
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Mako smirks, poking him in the ribs. ]
Maybe I was giving you a chance. [ No, she really lost; she just doesn't like admitting it. ]
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you know i actually have no idea what verse this is set in
c: musician-verse!
derp derp that's right, but it could've literally been any of them
YES omg we are just dorks that way
NO ITS THEM
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so here comes the bomb