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[m808btank]

Sheila stuck her head tentatively into the kitchen. "Dick?" she asked, looking around for the man who had stolen her manufactured heart. She hadn't seen him in a while and was getting worried about him. Unable to find anyone, she started humming and singing as she wondered through the base

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[simmons2point0]

Far too long, indeed. It was some breathless moments before he allowed himself to break away with a smile, though his hands remained where they were.

[m808btank]

She smiled up at him, dazed and happy. Slowly, she leaned her head forward to rest on his chest, sighing contentely.

[simmons2point0]

"Hey, don't shut down on me out here," he said quietly, a gentle joke in his voice. Not that he had any real objection to whatever she wanted to do.

[m808btank]

She turned her head and grinned up at him, squeezing her hand on his thigh. "I'll try not to."

[simmons2point0]

"Well, that's good." He paused. "Wouldn't want anyone getting in the way."

[m808btank]

"Anyone?" She tilted her head to look at him quizzically, her hand tracing small circles on his leg.

[simmons2point0]

He couldn't believe he was actually getting a little shy. Not like any of the Blues didn't know by now, surely... "...never mind."

[m808btank]

"No, tell me," she asked gently, pressing a small kiss to his jaw. Something was bothering him, that much she could tell.

[simmons2point0]

"It's just... oh, I don't know. I forget what I was going to say," he remarked, evasively.

((...as did I. >_>))

[m808btank]

She half-smiled at him. "If you don't want to tell me, I understand."

((**giggles** S'okay, love.))

[simmons2point0]

Simmons grinned. "Maybe I just need a bit of a reminder. Where were we before I started talking?"

[m808btank]

"Here." She leaned up and kissed him on the mouth, pressing against him a little harder than intended.

[simmons2point0]

Definitely the kind of reminder he appreciated. Although why his mind had drifted in the first place? No idea.
Not the place to be concerned about it, either. He pressed back into the kiss as if making up for lost time, still.

[m808btank]

Her hands tightened their grip slightly, pulling him closer, her free-er one slipping under his shirt and resting on his back. She kissed back with a little more force, her sensors straining to process the sesations and feelings of this moment.

[simmons2point0]

His arms locked around her shoulders, one running fingers down underneath her collar and the other slowly sliding further away, moving around her body. He could feel the transitions as her hand slid from skin to metal and allowed himself to relish the sensations in turn.

[m808btank]

Slowly, almost teasingly, Sheila slid her hand lightly along the joining of skin and metal on his back as she tilted her head and kissed him hard. Unconsciously, she shivered from his touch.