Slip Sliding Away

[justcallmefee]

Fiona doesn't know how to do anything half way, and that's why she's carrying a quart of grapeseed oil in one hand, and a magnum of Cristal cradled in the other. Which leaves her no hands to either open the door or to fend off Ramon's hands. She's laughing though, so clearly she doesn't mind much

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[latino_menace]

'Yours.'

Always hers. He still can't think of his room as his alone and it'd feel weird to have someone else in there. Besides, he's not sure she'd like what she'd see.

Not that he's thinking too hard about that right now. He's too busy coming up behind her, sliding his hands around her to cup her breasts and kissing her neck.

She has her hands full, what does she expect?

[justcallmefee]

"Well come on then," she laughs, leading the way.

He'll have to stop fondling her long enough to get her key out of her pocket.

[latino_menace]

But he doesn't want to stop fondling her. He does very well actually, matching her stride for stride so he can keep his hands on her all the way. And anyway, he's helpful! When they get to the door and he sees her hands full, he starts searching for the key himself.

...OK, so it's probably not down the front of her pants. But he likes it down there.

[justcallmefee]

She's giggling and indignant, all at the same time. "Ramon! I swear to god if you make me drop this champagne!"

She still has elbows you know. She makes that fact known just about where his floating rib is. Not enough to do any serious damage, but enough to make her point.