Prompt Post Round 1
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With trembling hands, Caroline tugged loose the tie that she herself had lovingly knotted at the airport two days ago. She smiled at the memory as Cave gathered her up in his arms, leaning in to kiss her forehead, her nose, her chin. “Lab boys told me I couldn’t make one small enough not to crush the test subjects,” he mumbled into her ear as they fell backwards into the paper-covered mattress. (Her curls spilled over the pillow in a way that he could have only described as breathtaking.) “I told ‘em that if science can miniaturize a poodle, then it can miniaturize a black hole crammed into a gun. Right?”
“Absolutely, Mr. Johnson,” she replied, her eager fingers crawling under the fabric of his suit jacket and shirt. He made quick work of discarding the aforementioned articles of clothing, losing a button in the process.
“Damn,” he muttered mischievously. “Think you can fix that, Caroline?”
“I brought an extra sewing kit, sir,” she laughed quietly.
“That’s my girl,” he soothed. (And for the first time, she realized, he meant it-had always meant it, and the butterflies in her stomach returned with a vengeance.) “Now where were we?”
“The Tunneling Device, sir,” Caroline reminded, gliding his hands back to meet her breasts. She whimpered softly as he teased the exposed flesh with his fingertips, tracing a trail up and down her stomach with soft, punctuated kisses. “Ahh-Mr. Johnson, please,” she begged. (The sound of her voice was more beautiful than any music he’d ever heard-not to mention more arousing, if the reaction his lower half was experiencing was anything to go by.)
“Ohh-oh yes, the device,” he continued as he briefly came up for air, fiddling with his belt buckle until it came loose. “Best testing implement I’ve come up with in years,” he explained as he tossed it aside. “Picks up the weighted cubes and everything. Test subjects’ll be lining up to thank me for that, damn cubes weigh a ton-”
She pulled him back down towards her hungrily, kissing him fiercely before he could go off on a tangent. He decided he was more than happy to oblige when her tongue slid into his open mouth, and he returned the favor, kissing back with an intensity he never even knew he could muster. (And that was the thing about Caroline; she brought out the best in him when he least expected it. God he loved her-he would make sure she made a note of that tomorrow, so he could read it to her later.)
Rational thought left him as he started for the delicate fabric of her panties. He hadn’t even begun to explain to her all the terminal velocity experiments the device would enable, but for once, he decided, science could wait for another day.
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Crankily, he started down the hall to meet the boys in the lobby. The honeymooners were already up; it seemed-as he passed by room 416, he caught them out of the corner of his eye. They woman’s back was up against the doorframe as the man bent over her, kissing her without any sort of reservations that someone might be watching.
Funny, the two of them looked kind of familiar. Greg turned his head to look at them as he walked away, stopping in his tracks when he realized just who he was looking at. There was his boss and his secretary, necking like a couple of teenagers. They broke apart suddenly as he glimpsed them, looking guilty as sin.
“Morning, Greg,” Johnson greeted sheepishly. Caroline mumbled something incomprehensible.
“Sir,” Hale waved weakly. He continued on his way without another word, and the two of them resumed what they had been doing before he’d interrupted.
Wait ‘till the other boys hear about this, Greg thought grimly as he pushed the button on the elevator. As if this business trip couldn’t get any worse. Now he owed Doug and Henry twenty dollars.
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(Hope you enjoyed--now for the love of science, all of you, go out there and fill more Cave/Caroline prompts so I don't have to. :d)
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