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living_dhampir ([info]living_dhampir) wrote,
@ 2014-01-31 21:16:00


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AU: Jo and Tyler
Tyler found himself with one of those rare days where he could just relax and have a few drinks at one of the local bars. Good drinks, good music, classy atmosphere, and he was even a little buzzed so he was a little happier than usual. He orders a refill for his drink.


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[info]devilonstrings
2014-02-12 03:00 am UTC (link)
Jo saunters by her stereo, pressing a few buttons and then making a slow circle around the room as music starts to play. There's a strong but not wall-shaking bass rhythm, and indistinct vocals that seem to undulate in time with the beat. She makes a little show of letting the belt of the robe slip loose, and a bit of shimmying has one side spilling off her shoulder.

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[info]living_dhampir
2014-02-12 03:25 am UTC (link)
He removes his shirt with determined precision, laying on a nearby chair as he moves slowly up behind her.

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[info]devilonstrings
2014-02-12 12:34 pm UTC (link)
She takes a quicker step away from him, smiling as the other shoulder is bared.

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[info]living_dhampir
2014-02-12 06:59 pm UTC (link)
He could easily run forward and stop her, but he was enjoying the lead-ip. He starts undoing his belt.

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[info]devilonstrings
2014-02-12 07:46 pm UTC (link)
Joanna gives a throaty little chuckle at the clatter of his buckle, taking a half step back to let her rear nudge him. She catches the robe as it falls off her, and tosses it over her shoulder at him as she steps away again.

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[info]living_dhampir
2014-02-12 07:55 pm UTC (link)
He nearly moved to grab her to maintain that brief contact of her butt against him, but he restrained himself. He catches the robe, takes a brief smell of her scent, then lays it down along with his discarded belt. He quickly and efficiently removes his shoes and socks.

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[info]devilonstrings
2014-02-12 11:35 pm UTC (link)
She gives a little twirl as she moves past the window, letting herself be backlit, doing very nice things to the see-through portions of the nightie. She carefully pushes one of the shoulder straps aside, looking back at him.

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[info]living_dhampir
2014-02-13 12:21 am UTC (link)
He starts to move toward her and slowly starts to unbutton his pants.

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[info]devilonstrings
2014-02-13 12:39 am UTC (link)
"Mmm..." She purrs in anticipation, rolling her shoulder until the other strap comes off.

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[info]living_dhampir
2014-02-13 12:43 am UTC (link)
He never stops watching her, even as he kicks his pants off to the side so he was now only in his briefs. There's barely a foot between them now.

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[info]devilonstrings
2014-02-13 01:27 am UTC (link)
"Do you dance, Mister Morbius?" She asks, turning around slowly to face him, biting her bottom lip.

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[info]living_dhampir
2014-02-13 01:28 am UTC (link)
He smirks.

"It's something I've been known to do from time to time."

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[info]devilonstrings
2014-02-13 02:37 am UTC (link)
She walks up and presses herself to his chest, and slowly bends one of her legs upwards, knee ending up against his hip. "I'd like to see that."

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[info]living_dhampir
2014-02-13 10:24 am UTC (link)
One hand slides under her knee while the other goes around her waist.

"Fair warning, it's been some time."

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[info]devilonstrings
2014-02-13 12:23 pm UTC (link)
"I'll teach you."

She puts one hand on his shoulder and the other on his waist.

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[info]living_dhampir
2014-02-13 03:41 pm UTC (link)
"I'm always willing to learn."

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[info]devilonstrings
2014-02-14 03:03 am UTC (link)
"Mm. Bet you are." She presses against him, moving them towards the stereo so she can change the selection. Less concern about prowling around the room, more concerned about placement of bodies.

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[info]living_dhampir
2014-02-14 03:13 am UTC (link)
"So what's your jam, Miss Ketch?" His hand moves along her back while his other hand slides along her leg.

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[info]devilonstrings
2014-02-14 09:32 pm UTC (link)
"Mala Rodriguez." She pushes him across the apartment, shimmying against him, until she makes an abrupt turn. She presses back into him, extending an arm up and running her fingers through his hair.

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[info]living_dhampir
2014-02-14 09:53 pm UTC (link)
At the turn his fingers trail along her arm while his hand moves to across her stomach.

"Nice. Ever danced half-naked before?" He pushes forward against her a little as she pushes back.

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[info]devilonstrings
2014-02-14 10:07 pm UTC (link)
"Mmm... can't say so... ask me about fully though..."

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[info]living_dhampir
2014-02-14 10:38 pm UTC (link)
"Mmm, sounds like fun." His hands loop into what's left of her nightie, but he doesn't remove it just yet. "Would you teach me?"

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[info]devilonstrings
2014-02-14 10:40 pm UTC (link)
She stretches her arms up over her head, twirling on her toes to face him, then bringing her arms down on his shoulders. "What's in it for me?"

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[info]living_dhampir
2014-02-14 10:59 pm UTC (link)
"I'm open to negotiation," he teased.

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[info]devilonstrings
2014-02-15 01:59 am UTC (link)
She slips both her hands through his hair, still dancing them gently to and fro.

"Make me an offer."

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(no subject) - [info]living_dhampir, 2014-02-15 02:31 am UTC
(no subject) - [info]devilonstrings, 2014-02-15 07:51 pm UTC
(no subject) - [info]living_dhampir, 2014-02-15 08:17 pm UTC
(no subject) - [info]devilonstrings, 2014-02-18 11:08 pm UTC
(no subject) - [info]living_dhampir, 2014-02-19 12:20 am UTC
(no subject) - [info]devilonstrings, 2014-02-19 02:26 am UTC
(no subject) - [info]living_dhampir, 2014-02-19 02:38 am UTC
(no subject) - [info]devilonstrings, 2014-02-19 11:30 pm UTC
(no subject) - [info]living_dhampir, 2014-02-19 11:34 pm UTC
(no subject) - [info]devilonstrings, 2014-02-20 12:28 am UTC
(no subject) - [info]living_dhampir, 2014-02-20 02:25 am UTC
(no subject) - [info]devilonstrings, 2014-02-20 11:23 am UTC
(no subject) - [info]living_dhampir, 2014-02-20 07:17 pm UTC
(no subject) - [info]devilonstrings, 2014-02-22 04:30 am UTC
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(no subject) - [info]devilonstrings, 2014-02-22 06:16 pm UTC
(no subject) - [info]living_dhampir, 2014-02-22 07:58 pm UTC
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