[She just nods, the smile that says I'm proud of you agreeing with that plan blossoming slowly, while she runs her fingers very affectionately through his hair.]
Here - [She does this thing, where the first thing to go on her face after the usual skincare routine is lipstick, a good kind that doesn't get taken off no matter how much they kiss. It allows her to press a red kiss to the top of his collarbone, signed.]
[There are a good number of Raleigh's collars that have red lipstick marks on them anyway, especially before she switched to this kind, let's be real.]
True - you are my biggest fan... [She smiles at him and leans down again, leaving a kiss a little further up along his collarbone, then one on the side of his neck, then one under his jaw - and by that point her lipstick's gone, and her lips are tingly.]
[Parts of Raleigh are tingly too and he nuzzles her away from his neck so he can capture her lips with his. He is her biggest fan, that's true, and he's gotta show her exactly how much he adores her.]
[Other fans who'd try to show her this would would seriously suffer some kicks to the teeth, but not Raleigh. No, he has her holding her breath by the time he finds her mouth with his, groaning into the kiss softly, but responding and shifting against him, a little impatient wiggle of her hips. Like she wants something but doesn't know where to start first.]
[Start here. Mako wiggles and he responds by pressing her back against the couch cushions, using his weight and size to his advantage. Not that she couldn't kick his ass if she wanted to, so he just uses his tongue to distract her from ideas about getting out from under him right now because he likes her there. Likes it a lot.]
[That's a quick shift, but it's not the first time her world's taken for a spin when she kisses Raleigh; mostly, it's every time they do kiss, even if it never goes further than that. There's the rustling sound of paper being crushed under the weight of two bodies, and Mako opens her eyes just enough to concentrate on lifting her butt and sweeping her blueprints and paperwork to the damn floor. She has no intention of moving away from under him, but she does move - only to wrap her arms around his waist, and pull him down and closer.]
Those fucking-- [Panted against her mouth, half laughing and half wanting to have sex right on top of those blueprints now. Just because. Just to spite some papers.] --blueprints.
[And then he kisses her like he's intending on making her forget her own name, much less about keeping the papers neat and tidy.]
[The laughing and panting she does in response is in agreement. He hits his target without a problem, has her arching under him first and trembling later, when the kiss drags on and she starts to feel the need for oxygen. And ignores it.]
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Good.
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If you're with me when I do.
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I don't know. You could go to the store or something. Take a bath. Be with your blueprints.
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I can do that any time.
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I could build you what's on those blueprints, doesn't that count for anything?
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Okay, then sign my chest.
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Anything for my fans.
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You could write a little more than that, I think.
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[And then he kisses her like he's intending on making her forget her own name, much less about keeping the papers neat and tidy.]
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