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Characters: Eos and Uriel
Date/Time: Thrusday evening
Location: elevator in Uriel's apartment building.
Rating: PG-13 for naughty things on Eos's part.
Warnings: Eos. 'nough said.
Summary: Eos runs into Uriel. Inappropriateness ensues.
( I want to feel naughty! )
Date/Time: Thrusday evening
Location: elevator in Uriel's apartment building.
Rating: PG-13 for naughty things on Eos's part.
Warnings: Eos. 'nough said.
Summary: Eos runs into Uriel. Inappropriateness ensues.
( I want to feel naughty! )
The words, rather than her pretty face, were what distracted Uriel first. It wasn't as if he wasn't used to women hitting on him so openly, only that he hadn't expected it to happen just then. Standing away from the mirrored wall with hands tucked into his jeans, the angel met Eos' eyes evenly as the initial surprise faded away.
"Going up or down?" Best to ask first before she found out she was heading in the opposite direction. He was the one heading to the ground floor, and sometimes elevators could be finicky.
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"I could go either way, whichever you prefer," she said, not bothering to hide a glance down, biting her lip playfully.
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Her sudden close proximity also came unexpected. Uriel's only attempting at recoiling was a slight straightening of his shoulders to put an extra half inch between their faces. Without a doubt, the girl was very pretty, but all of God's creatures were beautiful in their own way. She just happened to be a pretty girl behaving in a way he deemed inappropriate.
The meaning of her words flew right over his head, and that naughty glance went unnoticed. "I'm headed down to the lobby if that's what you're going," he offered, not taking his eyes off hers even when the elevator door chimed shut.
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"Going down it is..." she grinned, closing that last few inches between their bodies to press up against him. "Though...perhaps we can make this a little more exciting," she said thoughtfully as she reached out to hit the emergency stop button.
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Unable to balance himself with that body flush against his (too close, way too close), Uriel backed up into the mirrored wall behind. One hand came out to grip the slightly protruding railing, curling over the cool metal while the other curved over Eos' shoulder in an instinctively defensive move. The elevator lurched to a stop, and he held her a bit more tightly, though not enough to hurt.
Hard to get out of an elevator if it was stuck between floors and there was a woman pressed up against you. His eyes finally moved back to hers, displeasure flickering in those light blues.
"Why would you call this exciting?"
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"Why wouldn't you? Or do we need to step it up?" Eos moved one hand down his stomach, down to the waistband of his jeans and then slipped even lower.
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Something about that grin was highly unsettling. The grin of a temptress.
Before Eos' hand could sink too low, the angel removed his other free one and wrapped it around her wrist to halt the movement. Now he could see where this was going. "We're not going to step anything up," Uriel firmly warned her, not putting any extra pressure on the bones of her wrist. "And I'd appreciate it if you backed away."
His intention wasn't to hurt her, but if she was going to proceed in her inappropriate manner, something would need to be done.
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She leaned in closer, the skirt riding up a bit on her thigh as her lips hovered just over his. "Now, you don't mean that..." she said as she moved her other hand down, this time not giving him time to stop her before slipping it under the waistband of his jeans.
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With the mirror in the way behind, there was no other direction for Uriel to move his head except to the side to avoid her lips. Things were moving too quickly, and though he felt he did a good job as a cop, normally perps didn't stick their hand into his pants. This was entirely new territory.
Her shoulder was released, but those fingers settled on the outside of her forearm in a tight grip. Way, way too close for comfort.
Was she-- Really?
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"You really are no fun," she pouted as she withdrew her hand after giving a squeeze just for good measure.
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Uriel's fingers remained wrapped around her arm, her other wrist still held captive. Of course it hadn't elicited a reaction, save for the breath he caught in his throat. That would have required physical attraction, none of which he felt toward the girl.
He made sure her eyes were meeting his before he spoke. "Your knee." The sharpness in his voice made it clear that there was no room for arguing here. Either Eos removed it herself, or he'd force her away.
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Not only was he very attractive, she also got that tingly sense that he was more than he seemed so she wasn't going to give up so soon despite his sharp tone.
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The only stance that was left to act on was a forceful one, so with quick fingers, Uriel covered the girl's mouth with a palm before her mouth could make contact with his. At the very least he could get her to shut up -- until she decided to use her tongue, a thought that didn't occur to him.
"Stop." This was the commanding voice of not only a cop, but an angel, of which he was both, though not to her knowledge. His hand began to slowly heat up, not quite to burn, but to press some heat against her mouth and jaw.
"Move your knee or I'll remove it myself."
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She didn't move her knee still, she wanted him have to touch her if he wanted her to move away from him.
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Eyes flashing, the angel made his move, making use of her captive wrist to pull it behind her and shift their positions in what could only be seen as a cop move, her arm pinned between her back and his chest. Her eyes were met in the mirror she was pressed into.
"I said stop," Uriel whispered into her ear, nose brushing pieces of Eos' hair as he leaned away just enough to activate the elevator again with his free hand.
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"You play rough, I like that. It's too bad, you would be a lot of fun in bed," she gave a laugh, glancing over her shoulder at him with a grin.
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