Max woke up slowly. There was someone unfamiliar in his bed, but that in itself was pretty familiar with him so he just took a moment to inhale the scent of her hair and look at her for a moment
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"Mmmmmmmorning," Sophie drawled, eyes still closed.
And yes, she knew precisely where she was, and whose lips those were. Rather impossible to forget, actually. If she'd wanted to, the burn in her muscles and bonelessness would have been a very nice reminder.
"Why so it is," Max chuckled deep in his chest. He pressed another kiss to her shoulder, this time higher up. "I hope you slept well?" Because he most certainly had.
"Utterly, thoroughly exhausted, so how could I do anything else?" Sophie smiled, enjoying the feel of lips traveling up her skin, and finally opened her eyes, peering over her shoulder with a feline grin. "I do hope it wasn't an imposition," she drawled. "You were a very accommodating host."
Sophie turned over, running a finger up his neck, smirking. So he hadn't been familiar with those old, stupid commercials (which she'd missed out on being in, blast the casting director). If delivered with irony and not coyness, it got the message across.
That, and just wearing lingerie underneath a trenchcoat.
"I feel I've been well repaid for a simple neighborly gesture." Another wicked smile, and the arch of her foot stroked down his leg as her fingers trailed upward. "Most of my impulses don't work out this well. I like to plan first."
Max shivered slightly and hummed. "Well, I for one must say that I don't have any criticism to level at any of your impulses. In fact, I think I'm going to recommend you give into more of them."
He pressed another kiss to her shoulder, this one to the point where it joined her neck.
Sophie shivered, breath catching, and shifted closer, watching him through her eyelashes. Her other hand trailed downward over incredibly flat abs muscled pectorals. "Mmmm." The absolute overwhelming itch was gone this morning, but it was replaced with a lovely liquid languor that might last hours, and hours...
At least, judging by last night it might, if Max applied himself. Which he seemed inclined to do.
Max had glanced at the clock when he woke up and he had time before he had to be anywhere. Waking up early had its advantages, and one of them was... well... lying in bed with a beautiful woman and not needing to hurry out anywhere.
"I am glad you came by," Max grinned as he leaned back from her slightly to get a better angle for an appreciative look. He reached out and brushed her hair back.
"So am I. I'd hate to have ended up at Caritas, molesting some stranger." Her lips curled up in a smile as one leg rose to drape over his hip. "So tacky. Crass, even." She leaned up to give him a kiss on the jaw. "I'm much better with a friendly exchange of ideas and... positions, with someone I know."
"For the record," Max affected a gallant tone. "You should feel welcome to molest me any time you feel the urge." His hand slid down to run across her leg lightly. "Because I do so value the exchange of ideas and positions."
Sophie nipped at the place where jaw met neck, and whispered, "Care to discuss the implications of gravity on moving bodies?" Then chuckled evilly against his skin. "Again?"
Sophie chuckled against his mouth, amused at the response, then purred happily. Complications did not apply to wonderfully muscled and enthusiastic younger men, and blessed relief that that was, she was perfectly happy to enjoy the diversion without complaints.
And yes, she knew precisely where she was, and whose lips those were. Rather impossible to forget, actually. If she'd wanted to, the burn in her muscles and bonelessness would have been a very nice reminder.
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Also she was extremely attractive. That might have figured into his calculations somewhere.
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That, and just wearing lingerie underneath a trenchcoat.
"I feel I've been well repaid for a simple neighborly gesture." Another wicked smile, and the arch of her foot stroked down his leg as her fingers trailed upward. "Most of my impulses don't work out this well. I like to plan first."
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He pressed another kiss to her shoulder, this one to the point where it joined her neck.
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At least, judging by last night it might, if Max applied himself. Which he seemed inclined to do.
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"I am glad you came by," Max grinned as he leaned back from her slightly to get a better angle for an appreciative look. He reached out and brushed her hair back.
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And she bantered well, too. Max grinned as he leaned forward to press his lips to hers.
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