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Her stomach flips over again, gaze dropping down over his well defined chest and lower. To follow through on the action she will have to kneel down in front of him and while it is definitely not friendly, she finds that is not what she wants to be anyway. So Wanda does what she has to, sinking to her knees elegantly and licking along the stripe of his skin, knocking the patron back before she rises again. This time she stays as close as she likes, her lips whisper soft as she pulls the lime from his teeth.
It's hard to breathe and for a moment she doesn't speak, one hand pressed to his chest where she can feel his heart beat. But then she's stepping back, lifting her hands behind her to the zip of her dress. She pulls it down slowly, so that he can protest if he wants. If he does not, Wanda is letting it drop to her feet. ]
[No, the "friendly experimentation" line was crossed a little while ago, and Bucky starts to wonder if that was really ever a possibility in the first place. The line's completely obliterated by the way he tightens at the sight of Wanda lowering to her knees in front of him and by the groan that Bucky lets out when her tongue runs over him.
The lime exchange isn't anything other than a kiss. And when she sheds her dress, his gaze is hungry for a lot more than tequila and salt.]
God, you're gorgeous...
Thank you.
[ It's easy to step free from the fabric pooled on the floor, her hand extended slightly to drag the lightest of touches across Bucky's clavicle. Curiosity is in her red-tinged eyes. ]
I do not want to drink anymore. [ Dipping her hand a little lower, towards his stomach. ] But that does not mean I do not want.
[He may have been decades out of practice, but there's no mistaking that look in a woman's eyes. Bucky was subject to it many times, was almost notorious for how often he inspired it. But now with all that was behind him, and knowing the woman who wore it, the look meant much more.]
Good. I didn't want to keep thinking of excuses to touch you.
[Bucky holds out his hands, inviting Wanda closer, to straddle his legs and settle on his lap.]
That's all right. We can share.
[ His voice is honeyed, while he pushes his drink between himself and the boy, and the boy looks at him in quiet horror. Rafa returns his focus to William, and reaches to trace his finger gently over the back of William's hand. ]
I think it's perfect. Quiet, out of the way. Filled with people. I think they'll give us a room for the night, if we ask nicely.
It's a proper kiss, one with feeling. She can still taste the salt on him and she chases it with her tongue, licking her way into his mouth and shifting more firmly into his body. There is a yearning feeling inside of her body, twisting up her stomach and making her heart beat furiously. She aches for it and it leaves her breathless, their mouths parting so she can pull in an inhale, watching him with wide eyes. ]
No more excuses.
[ He laughs without meaning to, a sudden and loud bubble of amused sound. It means he takes far too long to school his expression into something judgemental. ]
Erik, no.
[ Honestly! ] You can't just throw anyone who displeases you out a window.
[If he liked the way Wanda looked standing still, he's really knocked out by the way she moves toward him. The sway of her body makes his mind conjure images of what she'd be like moving against him.
Bucky doesn't have to wait long to find out as she's sitting astride him a moment later, his bare chest pressed to her torso, only the thin material of her bra separating him from all her skin. Her fingers make his scalp tingle as she touches his hair.
When she kisses him hungrily, he lets Wanda take the lead for now, opening his mouth to let her taste him. He's busy enough with his hands running up and down her back and sides until he cups her firm ass.]
[ He is joking - mostly - and he knows that Charles is aware of it - poor, lovely Charles who does his best to try and be scolding when he wants to laugh and play around just as much as Erik does. Shaking his head, his hand plays absently with Charles' hair, tangling it in and smoothing it down before he speaks again. ]
The ones in the office are quite lovely. They're rather wide and open, perfect for when people irritate me.
With effort, the young prince forces himself to relax. Any amount of tension could have even more curious looks drawn their way. ]
There is no asking nicely. There is just the weight of your coin. [ A small, amused smile. ] What are your thoughts on mice, by the way?
I was going to make you deputy headmaster, but with an attitude like that I might have to rethink it. [ No, he won't. Erik will still be as much of the school as Charles, he'd decided it fairly early and now he can't have it any other way. ] Honestly, Erik.
There's a groan muffled by their mouths when he touches her, and then Wanda's pushing him back against the mattress, the curtain of her dark hair falling over them. She grins as she pulls back to take a breath before her lips find the underside of his jaw, trailing kisses across his throat. ]
Who else would you ask to be your deputy, hm? [ Erik grins, all teeth and glee as he leans down and nudges his nose against Charles' cheek, leaving a sweet, brushing kiss there. ] You're breaking my heart.
[He can feel Wanda growing bolder, sense the heat and hunger rising inside of her, and it lights the same kind of fire inside of him. It's been a damn long time since he's felt like this, When you've been as cold as he has, it's hard to imagine feeling this warm again.
Responding to her kisses with equal intensity, his hands run up and down her back and sides, exploring her body. When she rises a little, he cants his hips up a bit to let her feel the reaction she's inspiring in him before he reaches down to start working at his pants.]
[ No, he's too shy to herd children and besides, Charles already has his heart set on one man. He hums when Erik kisses his cheek, then huffs out a breath as he turns to lift a hand and curl it in the other man's hair, pull his mouth back to it's previous proximity. ]
What if I give you a reward system? [ He's smiling and it's terrible, sweet and teasing all at once. ] Hm? [ He presses his mouth to Erik's easily, tongue swiping over his bottom lip but pulling away when they part. Whoever said Charles was easy was a dirty liar.
( He is, he just has a point to prove. ) ] I'd make it worth your while.
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