[ vacation!!!! IN SPACE. and/or magicland ]

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[ Wherever we are, whatever we do, it's totally cool, if I'm with you ]

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[definitely smiling at that, wrapping one arm around his neck and sliding under the collar of his shirt, scratching her nails lightly across his spine]

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[ shivering and shifting a bit, dragging one hand down over her shoulder and arm to scrape his nails across her ribs ]

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[presses against him and leans into it, brushing her lips across the line of his jaw]

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[ making a soft, pleased sound and letting his fingers wander over her stomach, slowly working their way up ]

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[shivers just a touch, kissing down your throat]

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[ Sliding his hand over her breast and squeezing lightly, his head tilting to give her a little better access ]

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[tightens her fingers in his shirt, shifting against him]

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[ Leaning in again to press a kiss to her jaw and murmuring ]

Whatever you want, it's yours.

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Ah, let's see...

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[ Rubbing over her nipple with his thumb and dragging his lips down her neck ]

Hm?

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[she makes a noise that that, leaning her head back for him]

You could always undress.

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I could.

[ In fact, he'll pull back just enough to start tugging off his shirt ]

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[beaming and tracing her fingertips across his stomach lightly, clearly helping and not teasing at all]

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[ Shivering a little and his muscles are flinching under her fingers, and once his shirt's off his hands are dropping to his belt buckle ]

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[she isn't waiting nicely for that one, sliding her palm down his abdomen and hooking her thumbs in his waistband to tug on]

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[ He can make quick work of that, yanking his belt loose and working on the fly, shifting a bit to try to tug them down his hips ]

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[letting him, easing away to smooth her hands over the waistline of her skirt and give it a shove downwards]

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[ Away go the pants in an unsightly heap on the floor and he's reaching for her skirt, pulling it down over her thighs ]

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[might be smirking as she leans back on the bed to slip out of that]

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[ That smirk is one of those things that sends shivers down his spine and once he's tossed the skirt aside he's leaning in again, mouth pressed to her collarbone ]

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[strokes her hand up and down his arm, dragging her nails across his skin]

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[ Working his way up her neck, nipping here and there and pressing soothing kisses over top of the bites ]

Is that all you wanted?

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Not even close.

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Then?

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If you really came here to sleep, I won't stop you.