"Are you laughing at the drink or my accent cause I'll have you know I am technically a southerner or something, not that you've ever asked, what the hell is in this anyway it tastes like drunk Hawaiian arsenic." Not that she cared about the laughing or the drink or anything. Tacky or not, this was turning out to be a pretty good time, or at least it'd be a good story, almost as good as the drag queen and the drugs on the Vegas strip except this one would be better once it was done. Plus she had gotten more than a little something out of it.
Was still, really. She made up for the giggle at his head clonk by kissing him and shifting even closer and doing a whole lot of wriggly suggesting about how much use the hotel room could be put to, and she wasn't even trying to warm him up to anything. It was at least ninety eight percent genuine.
"Well ok, no offense to my kin of old or my fine southern husband or whatever but I say we head north ASAP, not like it's going to get better the further east we go in fact the last time I was in Arkansas I'm pretty sure I punched a guy." Just little breadcrumbs. Thomas was too smart for anything else and ok, they would have it out at some point and if it was now, she'd deal. But little ones meant she might not have to. She ran a finger down his chest.
"I dunno, isn't there some big vampire ho-down in St. Louis or something? I mean assuming that's even the same reality as this one which I can't believe I actually have to say out loud like it's a thing but it is, either way it's worth checking out, yeah?"
"We can go as north as you like. But I'm drawing the line at Canada," he warned. It occurred to him that St. Louis was within a day's drive of Chicago, but Thomas pushed that aside. They weren't going to Chicago. He wasn't going back to Chicago. But that wasn't for right now. Right now Alice was moving against him in all the right ways, and the way her finger was making its way down his chest was seriously distracting.
"Who knows. If we go to St. Louis and it's nothing more than a glorified hick town, we'll find somewhere else more interesting, like New York. I haven't been back to New York City in ages." Speaking in-between kisses, he shifted himself away from the offending surfboard, in the same motion pulling Alice into his lap.
His hands settling decorously around her waist, Thomas pressed a long kiss to Alice's lips, full of slow burning heat as his hips moved teasingly against her. "I'm tempted to swing into Arkansas just to see you punch a guy, but I think I'd get too depressing a look at "Ben" and his ridiculous accent."
If she didn't know better, Alice might have thought she was being distracted on purpose with a kiss like that. Really she might have been, but the fact that she didn't care got in the way. So maybe he'd managed the most public orgasm she'd had in at least a year, there was still a lot of heated enthusiasm left over from Mr. White Eyes' visit, even if she didn't want to admit it. And there was Whole Thomas right there, who was a big draw all on his own.
"Was that supposed to be southern? Oh Thomas, you really suck at that, I don't even remember being human and I can still pull off a Biloxi drawl if I need to, that's just sad. I think you're gonna have to rely on your by the way increasingly worrying facial hair for disguise purposes from now on cause I couldn't even tell where you were supposed to be from." Now that she was in his lap, there was a lot more access to buttons that were sitting there telling her real clearly they needed undoing.
"St. Louis it is, then." And there'd be places in between with like, town status to water balloon or small towns to scandalize or whatever, but she'd gotten what she wanted. After St. Louis it was just a hop skip. And she'd keep it up. Nothing overt, just nudging, she could nudge with the best of them. And she could spend some time kissing his neck while she did it. "New York is so done, Thomas, I mean ok I have a special affinity with any place that brags it doesn't sleep but still."
This would be great, Alice thought. She hadn't been to Chicago in decades.
Was still, really. She made up for the giggle at his head clonk by kissing him and shifting even closer and doing a whole lot of wriggly suggesting about how much use the hotel room could be put to, and she wasn't even trying to warm him up to anything. It was at least ninety eight percent genuine.
"Well ok, no offense to my kin of old or my fine southern husband or whatever but I say we head north ASAP, not like it's going to get better the further east we go in fact the last time I was in Arkansas I'm pretty sure I punched a guy." Just little breadcrumbs. Thomas was too smart for anything else and ok, they would have it out at some point and if it was now, she'd deal. But little ones meant she might not have to. She ran a finger down his chest.
"I dunno, isn't there some big vampire ho-down in St. Louis or something? I mean assuming that's even the same reality as this one which I can't believe I actually have to say out loud like it's a thing but it is, either way it's worth checking out, yeah?"
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"Who knows. If we go to St. Louis and it's nothing more than a glorified hick town, we'll find somewhere else more interesting, like New York. I haven't been back to New York City in ages." Speaking in-between kisses, he shifted himself away from the offending surfboard, in the same motion pulling Alice into his lap.
His hands settling decorously around her waist, Thomas pressed a long kiss to Alice's lips, full of slow burning heat as his hips moved teasingly against her. "I'm tempted to swing into Arkansas just to see you punch a guy, but I think I'd get too depressing a look at "Ben" and his ridiculous accent."
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"Was that supposed to be southern? Oh Thomas, you really suck at that, I don't even remember being human and I can still pull off a Biloxi drawl if I need to, that's just sad. I think you're gonna have to rely on your by the way increasingly worrying facial hair for disguise purposes from now on cause I couldn't even tell where you were supposed to be from." Now that she was in his lap, there was a lot more access to buttons that were sitting there telling her real clearly they needed undoing.
"St. Louis it is, then." And there'd be places in between with like, town status to water balloon or small towns to scandalize or whatever, but she'd gotten what she wanted. After St. Louis it was just a hop skip. And she'd keep it up. Nothing overt, just nudging, she could nudge with the best of them. And she could spend some time kissing his neck while she did it. "New York is so done, Thomas, I mean ok I have a special affinity with any place that brags it doesn't sleep but still."
This would be great, Alice thought. She hadn't been to Chicago in decades.
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