I need some training, you see. [ Mako hums, completely unrepentant, but comes to regret it when he's not moving, and really intends to stick to his demands. Damn if he isn't sexy getting all alpha make with her.
Mako squirms against him, come on, kiss her already, do something, Mako wants lots of kisses and bites! Making a soft, impatient noise, she tries again. ]
[Raleigh smirks against her skin, a half second before he does it. He has the perfect spot in mind, a little patch of skin that he knows from practice and experience is extra sensitive and he starts worrying it between his teeth, fully intent on turning that noise into a gasp.]
[ Oh, Raleigh. He knows exactly what she wants when she wants it -- a product of the drift, perhaps, the lingering effects, or he just knows her that well. She doesn't care about that right now, especially when he feels so good and she inhales sharply, every nerve sensitive and eager, her fingers clutching his shoulder and digging in. ]
Raleigh leaves a nice little mark on her neck, loving the noises she's making and the way her fingers are practically leaving bruises of her own on his shoulder, from the way she's holding on to him. He loves Mako enough to let her do whatever she wants to him, whenever she wants to but he really likes having her totally like putty in his hands too.
He finishes it, still smirking but now it's more because he is sliding his hand along her hip, under her shirt.]
[ Raleigh is the most evil husband to ever walk the planet, really -- and she half-regrets letting him know all her sensitive spots, because look at the way he's exploiting them!
She gets her own, too, curling her fingers in his hair and continuing her grip on his shoulder, wiggling up closer to press up against him. She's leaning down to kiss at his jaw, and his throat, releasing his shoulder only to encourage his hand upwards, where she really wants him. ]
Now you're just fishing for it. [ She smiles at him, getting comfortable. ] I like what you do.
[Oh where did she want his hand? Raleigh's fingers graze the underside of her bra, before he follows the piece of fabric around to her back and the clasp there.]
It's been a while, I thought you forgot about me. [No, that's a lie but she has been working pretty consistently, late into the night lately and he just wants a night with her, no papers or blueprints or distractions and if he has to use what he knows about her weak spots to get it, then so be it.
Raleigh gets her bra undone and leans in to bite her lip gently.]
[ Oooh -- Mako makes a soft, pleased noise and wriggles in his arms. She's been working too hard and really, had made the mistake of neglecting her sweet, thoughtful husband, so maybe it was a good thing that he tossed her highlighter away after all?
She beams and nips back delicately. ] How could I ever forget about you? You're such an amazing kisser. [ And this is her, languidly enjoying his touch. ] Amidst other things.
[It's such a good thing he tossed the highlighter. He's going to hide all of them from her in the morning, try and stop him. Only she won't because she'll be too tired from all the sex.]
Oh I know. [He replies with a cheeky grin.] I almost had to turn to other sources to stay in practice.
Your right hand doesn't count. You know that, don't you?
[ Mako says dryly, delicately swatting at him because he's a naughty boy, Raleigh. She's going to bite him when she finds out what he's doing with her highlighters! ]
Unless you're talking about going to other people.
[It's not like he's doing dirty things with her highlighters, calm down Mako. And this is Raleigh, who can hand back sass with the best of them and always has to take things to the next level like a dare, so he's shrugging at her.]
You're right though, my right hand just isn't as good as someone else's.
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Mako squirms against him, come on, kiss her already, do something, Mako wants lots of kisses and bites! Making a soft, impatient noise, she tries again. ]
Bite me, please...? Please, sir.
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Oh -- ! That's --
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Raleigh leaves a nice little mark on her neck, loving the noises she's making and the way her fingers are practically leaving bruises of her own on his shoulder, from the way she's holding on to him. He loves Mako enough to let her do whatever she wants to him, whenever she wants to but he really likes having her totally like putty in his hands too.
He finishes it, still smirking but now it's more because he is sliding his hand along her hip, under her shirt.]
What? Did you like that?
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She gets her own, too, curling her fingers in his hair and continuing her grip on his shoulder, wiggling up closer to press up against him. She's leaning down to kiss at his jaw, and his throat, releasing his shoulder only to encourage his hand upwards, where she really wants him. ]
Now you're just fishing for it. [ She smiles at him, getting comfortable. ] I like what you do.
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It's been a while, I thought you forgot about me. [No, that's a lie but she has been working pretty consistently, late into the night lately and he just wants a night with her, no papers or blueprints or distractions and if he has to use what he knows about her weak spots to get it, then so be it.
Raleigh gets her bra undone and leans in to bite her lip gently.]
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She beams and nips back delicately. ] How could I ever forget about you? You're such an amazing kisser. [ And this is her, languidly enjoying his touch. ] Amidst other things.
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Oh I know. [He replies with a cheeky grin.] I almost had to turn to other sources to stay in practice.
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[ Mako says dryly, delicately swatting at him because he's a naughty boy, Raleigh. She's going to bite him when she finds out what he's doing with her highlighters! ]
Unless you're talking about going to other people.
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You're right though, my right hand just isn't as good as someone else's.