[ Mako is in a saucy mood tonight, and when he nudges his foot against her leg, she plays along, her foot coming along to rub alongside his, teasing and tantalising, and most definitely loving. How can he not, when he's trying so hard to get serious and she's trying her hardest to derail him? ]
[They are definitely that sick, disgusting, stupid couple in love because he's already distracted from his ideas of finishing dinner in favor of winning footsie with her and how does anyone win footsie anyway.
Clearly Raleigh has no idea. But he does have ideas about reaching his hand under the table to dance his fingers along her thigh.]
[ Oh, that tickles. Mako thrills, colour high in her pale cheeks when Raleigh's fingers brush over her thigh, and she lets him do it for a little while longer, deciding to nudge her foot behind his calf coquettishly, teasing him the way he's teasing her right now.
Yeah, they're that stupidly in love couple who are probably just embarrassing themselves privately in their little area but Mako -- Mako doesn't care, not if she could do this with him always. She leans in to nuzzle his jaw, sweet and loving and playful. ]
[Raleigh draws in a sharp breath when that foot of hers starts moving up his leg and he takes her dare. No one else in the restaurant can see what his hand is doing, changing from trailing his fingers along her leg lightly to pushing his hand under the edge of her skirt.
They are going to get banned from this place and there's going to be newspaper headlines about public sex charges against them.]
Mako's breath catches, because you're a very, very naughty boy, Raleigh, and they're going to get arrested or something -- probably not, but it's a crime how much she likes his hand under the edge of her skirt.
Here, let her adjust his hand so that it's just a little bit more under her skirt and a little less on the edge.
She leans over to barely, just barely brush her lips against his, her cheeks still a vivid pink. ] ...You're making me hungry for something else, Mr. Becket.
At least to his credit, he's not acting like he has his hand up her skirt, even as he rubs his thumb in a circle along her thigh, inching a little bit higher each time he makes a full one. He just smiles at her, enjoying that fierce blush on her cheeks and that would so be worth being arrested for, he's pretty sure.]
[ She's laughing before she gently eases his hand from under her skirt, threading her fingers with his because yes, she might love what he does, and just what it's doing to her, but Raleigh's being completely distracting and she really doesn't want him to be arrested. ]
I do like dessert. [ she muses, bringing his hand up to kiss the back of it, appreciating his warmth. ] What do you have in mind?
[Raleigh pouts at her for a moment, when she pulls his hand out from under her skirt because he enjoys having his hand there. Likes touching her thigh, he'd even promise to keep his fingers away from her underwear.
For like ten whole minutes.
He leans into her a little bit more so it's easier to whisper.]
[ She'll let him touch more than that when they're not in public, dear. Mako feels her heart flutter at that promise, and she looks back at him, gently nuzzling. ]
[They're in the back of the restaurant-- but alright that doesn't really mean that no one isn't watching them because people are creepy about them. Raleigh hesitates for a moment before he leans in to whisper in her ear exactly what he plans on doing later.]
[ Oh. Mako blushes furiously, gently nudging at him before she leans to nip at his bottom lip in response. She crosses her legs, shifting against him. ]
You shouldn't be allowed out in public with a mouth like that, Mr. Becket.
[Look at how innocently he smirks back at her. Spoiler, it's not that innocent looking, because of what he just said to her and he loves that blush on her cheeks right now. To know that he can affect her that much.]
[ He's a terrible, terrible example, especially when he's smirking at her that way, like he knows exactly what he does to her and is not sorry for it. ]
Not until you finish your food. [ She chides gently, smiling all the same. ]
[ Mako just smiles, and opens her mouth, her lips parting in warm invite. Now it's going to be payback, because Mako is aware of her effect on him, and she's going to take full advantage of it. ]
[She has to know this would happen, that smiling at him and opening her mouth like that would not inspire him to grab a fork and feed her more food but rather make him lean over and attach his mouth to hers. A hot, open mouthed kiss, with tongue and they might get kicked out for inappropriate displays of affection anyway.]
[ Oh, she knows. Of course she knows. When Raleigh gives her the most smouldering, incredible kiss of her life, all of her thoughts melt away, right over what's left of their spaghetti.
It's a good thing they're out of sight, because this means that Mako gets to respond with greater passion, with more ferocity borne out of affection, of love, of everything he inspires in her. Her fingers come to cradle the back of his head, keeping him there as her mouth parts further for him, shameless and wanting.
[How stupid is it, that Raleigh doesn't even want to stop kissing her long enough to pay the check, get in their car and head home. Because that sounds so terribly long, doesn't it, without her mouth on his.
He gives her a lingering kiss, using his tongue to do that little trick that he knows she loves.]
[ Oh, you terrible, terrible man. Mako squeaks quietly, thrilled and impossibly turned-on and you're just a terrible, awful example. She doesn't even remember how they paid and managed to stumble into the parking lot, practically attached to each other.
All that she knows is that when Raleigh wanders too close to their car, she's pretty much pushing him up against it and pressing flush against him, longing and eager and they're really not going to make it home, baby. ]
Here. [ She says, when she tiptoes to kiss him fiercely, passionately, a hand clenched in his shirt. ] I want you to take me here. No waiting.
[Here's how they paid: Raleigh left a handful of bills on the table and probably left a tip that was as much as the actual cost of their food and they stumbled out of there, hand in hand and giggling and drawing all sorts of attention to themselves because of that and who they are.
Thankfully no one follows them, not that Raleigh would even notice with the way that Mako pushes him into the car and follows suit, kissing him like her life depended on it. She's got his full attention, he feels how desperate she is because he's just as eager for her.
Good. She's right, they won't be able to make it home. Raleigh loves her deeply, it's more than just the sex with them, she's literally the other half of his soul. But sometimes, sometimes he just wants her and he wants her bad.]
At least-- [He has to stop because he has to put his tongue in her mouth right now.] get in the car.
[ Mako is half-tempted to demand that he does it right here, but it's unreasonably public and as determined as Mako is, she isn't going to -- although all her intentions to be proper go down the drain when Raleigh's tongue is in her mouth and she's just as desperate for him, feeding into the wildfire of desire and need that pulses under her skin.
She loves that she's managed to snag his attention, she loves that his passion belongs to her, that Raleigh could never want anyone as much as he wants her and she's the same. He's the star in her sky, the way with which she maps her life. He's the most precious, most valuable person she has, and she eagerly falls into the kiss, gripping the door to the backseat, pulling it open and abandoning the quest in favour of kissing him again and again, fumbling with his belt.
[She is starting to undress him in a parking lot and Raleigh seriously struggles with how unbelievably hot that is, weighed against how he really doesn't want someone calling the cops on them right now for indecent exposure-- or worse, taking pictures of it to splatter all over the internet and the magazines.
So he summons together the strength to push her away more, so he can get into the backseat of the car, because he could try to shove her in there but it'd be easier to just go first and have her crawl in after him.
[ She's waiting for nothing, because Mako's crawling right in there above him, and she pretty much undresses the hell out of him before they do it, right there in the parking lot. It's fantastic, it's mindblowing when she pretty much rides him and it's a good half hour later with the windows steamed up and them both a disheveled, sweaty mess when they're done.
Mako's still breathless, her knees still weak from when they practically went at it like a couple of sex-deprived rabbits, and when she pulls away from him, pulling her skirt down and her straps up, she gives him a soft kiss on the lips. Her face is flushed and she's sated and happy, and she murmurs. ]
Well, that was fun, wasn't it? Are you in any shape to drive us home?
Raleigh runs his hands up her back, drawing her back down for another kiss when he gets to her shoulders. He loves her, he loves her, he loves her so much and he's definitely going to need a few minutes before he can do anything as coordinated as driving. He can't even be bothered to button up his shirt again right now.]
You're amazing. [He murmurs into her mouth.] Unless you feel like driving, we're gonna be here for a minute.
[ Okay, well, it was amazing. Mako's satisfied and happy and a sweaty, hot mess atop Raleigh and don't worry, she's not in the mood to get up either.
She loves how he makes her feel, how happy she is when she's around him -- and this is the best day ever; she doesn't even regret not finishing the spaghetti, not when the reward is him.
Parting her lips to invite him into another kiss, she teases. ] Poor man. Have I been too... vigorous?
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[ Mako is in a saucy mood tonight, and when he nudges his foot against her leg, she plays along, her foot coming along to rub alongside his, teasing and tantalising, and most definitely loving. How can he not, when he's trying so hard to get serious and she's trying her hardest to derail him? ]
YOUR FACE
Clearly Raleigh has no idea. But he does have ideas about reaching his hand under the table to dance his fingers along her thigh.]
I can't persuade you at all?
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Yeah, they're that stupidly in love couple who are probably just embarrassing themselves privately in their little area but Mako -- Mako doesn't care, not if she could do this with him always. She leans in to nuzzle his jaw, sweet and loving and playful. ]
You may try your hardest. I could be persuaded.
[ Oh, look, who's playing frisky footsie again? ]
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They are going to get banned from this place and there's going to be newspaper headlines about public sex charges against them.]
How's that?
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Mako's breath catches, because you're a very, very naughty boy, Raleigh, and they're going to get arrested or something -- probably not, but it's a crime how much she likes his hand under the edge of her skirt.
Here, let her adjust his hand so that it's just a little bit more under her skirt and a little less on the edge.
She leans over to barely, just barely brush her lips against his, her cheeks still a vivid pink. ] ...You're making me hungry for something else, Mr. Becket.
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At least to his credit, he's not acting like he has his hand up her skirt, even as he rubs his thumb in a circle along her thigh, inching a little bit higher each time he makes a full one. He just smiles at her, enjoying that fierce blush on her cheeks and that would so be worth being arrested for, he's pretty sure.]
Yeah? You mean like dessert?
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I do like dessert. [ she muses, bringing his hand up to kiss the back of it, appreciating his warmth. ] What do you have in mind?
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For like ten whole minutes.
He leans into her a little bit more so it's easier to whisper.]
Not here. I'd have to show you at home.
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Mmm? What are you going to show me?
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You shouldn't be allowed out in public with a mouth like that, Mr. Becket.
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Take me home then, Mrs. Becket.
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Not until you finish your food. [ She chides gently, smiling all the same. ]
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It's your fault we haven't finished anything.
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Another forkful, then?
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It's a good thing they're out of sight, because this means that Mako gets to respond with greater passion, with more ferocity borne out of affection, of love, of everything he inspires in her. Her fingers come to cradle the back of his head, keeping him there as her mouth parts further for him, shameless and wanting.
In between kisses, she pants: ]
Mmmph -- let's just go home.
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He gives her a lingering kiss, using his tongue to do that little trick that he knows she loves.]
Okay. If you insist.
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All that she knows is that when Raleigh wanders too close to their car, she's pretty much pushing him up against it and pressing flush against him, longing and eager and they're really not going to make it home, baby. ]
Here. [ She says, when she tiptoes to kiss him fiercely, passionately, a hand clenched in his shirt. ] I want you to take me here. No waiting.
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Thankfully no one follows them, not that Raleigh would even notice with the way that Mako pushes him into the car and follows suit, kissing him like her life depended on it. She's got his full attention, he feels how desperate she is because he's just as eager for her.
Good. She's right, they won't be able to make it home. Raleigh loves her deeply, it's more than just the sex with them, she's literally the other half of his soul. But sometimes, sometimes he just wants her and he wants her bad.]
At least-- [He has to stop because he has to put his tongue in her mouth right now.] get in the car.
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She loves that she's managed to snag his attention, she loves that his passion belongs to her, that Raleigh could never want anyone as much as he wants her and she's the same. He's the star in her sky, the way with which she maps her life. He's the most precious, most valuable person she has, and she eagerly falls into the kiss, gripping the door to the backseat, pulling it open and abandoning the quest in favour of kissing him again and again, fumbling with his belt.
She pulls away, breathless and wicked. ]
Make me.
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So he summons together the strength to push her away more, so he can get into the backseat of the car, because he could try to shove her in there but it'd be easier to just go first and have her crawl in after him.
Come on, Mako, what are you waiting for?]
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Mako's still breathless, her knees still weak from when they practically went at it like a couple of sex-deprived rabbits, and when she pulls away from him, pulling her skirt down and her straps up, she gives him a soft kiss on the lips. Her face is flushed and she's sated and happy, and she murmurs. ]
Well, that was fun, wasn't it? Are you in any shape to drive us home?
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Raleigh runs his hands up her back, drawing her back down for another kiss when he gets to her shoulders. He loves her, he loves her, he loves her so much and he's definitely going to need a few minutes before he can do anything as coordinated as driving. He can't even be bothered to button up his shirt again right now.]
You're amazing. [He murmurs into her mouth.] Unless you feel like driving, we're gonna be here for a minute.
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She loves how he makes her feel, how happy she is when she's around him -- and this is the best day ever; she doesn't even regret not finishing the spaghetti, not when the reward is him.
Parting her lips to invite him into another kiss, she teases. ] Poor man. Have I been too... vigorous?
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