[ She presses her forehead against his, scoffing just a little bit. Romantic police empathy monster. That was what she'd taken home, and she can only grin at the cold facts of it. They were both stuck in this mess, and it was exactly where they wanted to be. ]
Mmhm. No point ignoring the truth.
[ Hold on tight, NPC natives. This is going to be a sappy ride. ]
[Very romantic, goes down with the ship while wrecking it...anyway.
The whole I'd kill for you and worship at your feet for the chance to do so look flattens at the question. A mask of near neutrality staring her back, mulling over the idea of anything so criminal. Of the implications. Of how April's just being herself, he shouldn't let it sour anything.]
You are, though I'd prefer the term abducted. The whole evening's been planned without your say so, including the end where I take you back to my room for a slew of immoral experimentation.
[His hands settle on her hips, fingers loose. Flexible restrictions with Will Graham, tilting his head so his lips almost touch hers.]
I hope that doesn't distress you.
[Really, he's just returning the favor April extended to him roughly a year ago. This for that rides again.]
[ If there is distress, it's hard to find under the grin and her sudden return to that whole making out plan. She could put up a mock struggle and scream and yell for the fun of it...but not this early in. While dodging the cops for real would be fun, that might be better as a different date night. One she arranges.
Abby owed her a pick-up from jail, after all. What better way to have fun and prank the step-minion than making her bail out the parents for their latest sexcapade?
Still. Kidnapped versus abducted. In a brief pause where she has to come up for air she can't help but mutter a rebuttal.]
[Will is so down for this whole making out plan. In fact, he reacts quite like a man who hasn't been touched in months, not like a man who had a little something something just this morning. That almost too-eager enthusiasm as though April's the only person in this world he wants, he could eat her alive and still never be satisfied, never get enough of her. These imPorts are obscene in a different way, but so what? There are rings on their fingers, this is a display of pure monogamy, gosh!
Right down to the part when April comes up for air and Will gives her one of those quiet, pathetic groans to suggest her idea is terrible. He's being starved here, why does she have to go and breathe like that? Ugh. But his totally deprived and pitiful face turns far more devious when she gets her rebuttal in. Are they going to play it like this? Fine. Good with Will.]
If you don't want me making semantics sexy... [He licks his lips, shaking his head. For shame.] ...better put me in a position where I can't talk at all.
[Or he can do that himself, that's also a thing he can do. They aren't underwater and he lost that ability a while back, but he is going up to bat with this whole "suck face in public until breathing is an absolute necessity"...and if his hands have traveled down past the semi-suitable place at her hips, who can blame him?]
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Date: 2015-10-02 11:58 pm (UTC)Mmhm. No point ignoring the truth.
[ Hold on tight, NPC natives. This is going to be a sappy ride. ]
So. Am I being kidnapped?
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Date: 2015-10-03 01:25 am (UTC)The whole I'd kill for you and worship at your feet for the chance to do so look flattens at the question. A mask of near neutrality staring her back, mulling over the idea of anything so criminal. Of the implications. Of how April's just being herself, he shouldn't let it sour anything.]
You are, though I'd prefer the term abducted. The whole evening's been planned without your say so, including the end where I take you back to my room for a slew of immoral experimentation.
[His hands settle on her hips, fingers loose. Flexible restrictions with Will Graham, tilting his head so his lips almost touch hers.]
I hope that doesn't distress you.
[Really, he's just returning the favor April extended to him roughly a year ago. This for that rides again.]
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Date: 2015-10-09 10:06 pm (UTC)[ If there is distress, it's hard to find under the grin and her sudden return to that whole making out plan. She could put up a mock struggle and scream and yell for the fun of it...but not this early in. While dodging the cops for real would be fun, that might be better as a different date night. One she arranges.
Abby owed her a pick-up from jail, after all. What better way to have fun and prank the step-minion than making her bail out the parents for their latest sexcapade?
Still. Kidnapped versus abducted. In a brief pause where she has to come up for air she can't help but mutter a rebuttal.]
Don't try to make semantics sexy.
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Date: 2015-10-09 10:25 pm (UTC)Right down to the part when April comes up for air and Will gives her one of those quiet, pathetic groans to suggest her idea is terrible. He's being starved here, why does she have to go and breathe like that? Ugh. But his totally deprived and pitiful face turns far more devious when she gets her rebuttal in. Are they going to play it like this? Fine. Good with Will.]
If you don't want me making semantics sexy... [He licks his lips, shaking his head. For shame.] ...better put me in a position where I can't talk at all.
[Or he can do that himself, that's also a thing he can do. They aren't underwater and he lost that ability a while back, but he is going up to bat with this whole "suck face in public until breathing is an absolute necessity"...and if his hands have traveled down past the semi-suitable place at her hips, who can blame him?]