Though the music's playing you're my favorite song..
Three days had felt like a lot longer to her, the first day she had been taken off active duty for her own safety. The second day actually timed with her one day off, but it just ended up being a lot of her trying to keep occupied, and keep her mind off of everything that was stuck running races in there. She spent a few hours with Mike in the labs
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"Still with the smelling not so good Jim!" Addie protested as he clung to her, her laughter building up as she tried to wriggle away from him. A few twists of her shoulders and she was free from him, slipping out of his arms and taking a few very cautious steps away from him, her finger in a very 'I'm warning you' manner as her eyes displayed a bit of mock fear.
"Don't... even... think about...it," she said slowly each word punctuated with another step away from him, which of course was matched by Jim and his attempts to startle her by faking her out with motions that he was going to charge her at any minute. At this point her sides hurt from laughing, along with her jaw from the big grin she was wearing, "Look," she said warily, "I might have missed you more than I can even find words for... and I may or may not have been abstaining from any below the belt activities for the past three days," another few steps backward and she was about to bump into a pillar, but her hand reached back and felt the hard surface allowing her to shift to the side a bit, "... but that does not excuse," she wanted to think of what it didn't excuse, but really she had actually abstained from everything for the past three days and she did miss him more than she could find words for.
So all her backing up stopped and instead she just moved back toward him, "Okay I cannot resist your charms, and brig smell be damned I'll just have to sort out someway of making you smell better." Addie got as close as she could to him, placing her hands against his chest and standing on tip toe to bring her mouth to his. The kiss they had in the brig the first night he was held was nothing in comparison to this one, as Addie just took it all in and gave Jim a reason to be more than thrilled to be out of lock up.
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"Heyyyyy...dangerous, dastardly, fiendishly good looking ex con here...you have nowhere to run." he intoned ominously. "So pucker up, baby, 'cause you're totally--"
"Okay I cannot resist your charms, and brig smell be damned I'll just have to sort out someway of making you smell better."
As she moved back into his arms and kissed him, slow, deep, and warm, Jim found himself wondering, for the millionth time, how the hell any girl could make him feel so good after a mess like this...and what the hell he'd done to get so lucky as to find a girl like her.
When the kiss finally broke, Jim flashed her a mock pout. "Well there goes my evil villain routine...I'm ver dissappointed now. And apparently? Stinky as hell. So the penalty, you saucy wench, will be to come back to my corners and help me scrub my back. And my front. Did I mention I missed you? That includes missing the sight of you bare-assed naked..."
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Addie let her hands trail down his chest and along his sides until she caught his hands with hers. Twisting her body around and then switching her hands once they were criss crossed behind her she started to tug Jim away from the brig and the hallway just outside up toward the lift that would take them back to the living quarters.
Even if she hadn't been distracted by his kisses and had been paying attention to what was going on it still wouldn't have felt like it took a long time to get back to Jim and Mike's room, and thankfully Mike was actually out that night. Addie had noticed that he had been making a few more trips to the mainland than usual, but hadn't thought anything of it just yet. If anything was going on she figured Jim would tell her if it was important, and for the moment Addie really only cared that Jim's room was empty.
Still kissing him she saw out of the corner of her eye his hand wave to the controls opening the door for them and started her slow careful steps slightly stumbling over a few articles of clothing that were still about the room. Once she heard the door shut she pushed herself away from Jim for a moment watching her step as she created a slight distance between them.
Her hands reached for the bottom of her shirt peeling it up off over her head and dropping it to the ground. From there she moved to the button of her jeans and then to the zipper, until she was tugging them off over her hips and down to her ankles. She laughed lightly as she stood there in just her bra and panties, "You know me, always getting way ahead of my competition and making things completely unfair between us."
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"Yep...that's you, always makin' the odds in your favor...well not today." Jim declared with a grin, hands moving to the fly of his jeans. "First one to get to the shower wins, but only if they're the stinkiest. So I win no matter what. How ya like them apples?"
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A few misteps were taken as she was settled back to the ground, trying to regain her balance as an eyebrow arched up as she watched his fingers unzip his fly. Biting her lower lip a bit she took a few steps back and took a seat on Jim's bed. Her leg crossed over the other and started to bounce lightly as she watched him undress.
"Hmmm... I think I can live with being the loser in this instance," she grinned up at him, then patiently waited for him to continue with the undressing.
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It was her wrists that caught his attention then as he moved over to kneel in front of her and reach for one of her hands, bringing it up so he could press his lips to the inside of her wrist in a warm kiss, then nuzzled the soft skin before turning his head, idly pressing her hand against his cheek as he smiled at her.
"I missed you." he finally sighed in a rare moment of raw, open, warm sincerity as his other hand drifted up to toy with a lock of her hair. "I couldn't sleep 'cause I kept rolling over to put an arm around you and you weren't there, and then I missed you some more. I missed your cold feet, your blanket-hogging, your mumbling in your sleep...I even missed your hair getting into my mouth when I'd wake up in the morning." He paused, heaving a deep, contented sigh as he turned his head to press a kiss against her palm. "Three days away from you is like three fucking years, baby."
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