From: cantspell	Date: December 28th, 2010 03:00 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Re: Emilie/Ciaran

"It is, if you think you're up to it." Ciaran brushed his hand against her hip and pressed her back against the wall. "And you shouldn't have a problem with any of those...if you're really that much trouble."

His free hand crept down to her thigh, resting just about where the skirt of her ended. "I think sex would be a good place to start. After that..." Ciaran shrugged his shoulders. "...just see where it goes."

	From: babalon	Date: December 28th, 2010 02:28 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Emilie/Ciaran

As Emilie's back made contact with the wall, she made a small, pleased, noise, almost too delicate, too feminine. She hummed a little as if she were contemplating it-- despite the fact that the moment she'd first laid eyes on Ciaran, she had decided she was going to sleep with him.

She tilted her head closer to his, just barely brushing her lips against his as she spoke. "If you think you're up to it," she echoed.

	From: cantspell	Date: December 28th, 2010 03:28 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Re: Emilie/Ciaran

Emilie tasted like gloss and steel, which was rather fitting if Ciaran had thought about it. Not that he was thinking about much at the moment though.

Pressing up against her, he snaked his hand around Emilie's thigh, pulling it up to his hip. He slid his fingers beneath the skirt of her dress, pawing the girl's flesh eagerly as his hand climbed higher.

Ciaran slid the edge of his tongue into Emilie's mouth, the metal bar brushing her bottom lip.

And to think those idiots inside were waiting until midnight...