So it wasn't the best answer but it seemed to work. He's instantly awake and answering her kisses, one hand planted on her hip and the other moving to touch her breasts, fingers moving along the curve of her right side, stopping to play with her nipple with a content happy noise.
Shirtless Jo is his favorite Jo. Not as though he has to say it. His body has done a remarkably good job of doing that all on it's own.]
[So comforting to know that if coffee isn't doing the trick, there's a fool-proof way to wake him up in a hurry.
It's hard to keep herself from kissing him long enough for them to make any progress, and at first she doesn't even bother to try, instead sliding her hand over his while they kiss and encouraging him to do more than just tease her. Sleepwear doesn't do a hell of a lot to hide his excitement, especially with her sitting on top of him, and unlike past encounters where there had been a wealth of reasons not to go any further than they already had, it's no longer a screaming red light telling them to stop.
She breaks away from him to grab his teeshirt by the hem and starts tugging it upwards as best she can while he's still laying back against the pillow.]
[Well she doesn't have to tell him twice and it's only a flurry of moments before he's mostly naked (right sock. note to self.) and attempting to put her in the same state.
Tom runs his hands down her sides, settling on her slim hips and pulls her into a kiss- breaking only to travel down her neck and across her collar bone- pressing himself against her.
He takes a breath, maybe to steady himself, maybe to drink in the excitement. Just being with her- holding her- He's so happy.
And he feels like a teenager all over again - still discovering her body- still discovering his own.]
[She bites back a smile when she notices the remaining sock but decides not to comment on it, instead letting him help her shimmy out of those shorts that had almost served as pajamas and putting her arms around his neck to kiss him as she feels his own hands against her hips.
It's when his lips begin to travel down the length of her neck that she gives him a gentle tug and falls back against the bed with him, rolling onto her back and running her fingers through his hair before leaning her head back, granting him easier access to her neck as his touch encourages her to arch her back and press against him. There's always something youthful and playful about their time together, still new and exciting and exploratory even after a month together, still learning each other and trying to commit to memory what touch invoked what reaction.
She grins and leans in to gently catch his earlobe between her teeth before kissing her way along his jaw and across to his mouth. There are about a million things to be done, but those lips of his are difficult to resist. She runs her hands down the length of his back, bracing one against his hip as she moves the other to cup his rear.]
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Date: 2013-10-20 01:06 am (UTC)So it wasn't the best answer but it seemed to work. He's instantly awake and answering her kisses, one hand planted on her hip and the other moving to touch her breasts, fingers moving along the curve of her right side, stopping to play with her nipple with a content happy noise.
Shirtless Jo is his favorite Jo. Not as though he has to say it. His body has done a remarkably good job of doing that all on it's own.]
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Date: 2013-10-20 08:28 am (UTC)It's hard to keep herself from kissing him long enough for them to make any progress, and at first she doesn't even bother to try, instead sliding her hand over his while they kiss and encouraging him to do more than just tease her. Sleepwear doesn't do a hell of a lot to hide his excitement, especially with her sitting on top of him, and unlike past encounters where there had been a wealth of reasons not to go any further than they already had, it's no longer a screaming red light telling them to stop.
She breaks away from him to grab his teeshirt by the hem and starts tugging it upwards as best she can while he's still laying back against the pillow.]
Off. Everything off. Chop chop.
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Date: 2013-11-08 10:29 am (UTC)[Well she doesn't have to tell him twice and it's only a flurry of moments before he's mostly naked (right sock. note to self.) and attempting to put her in the same state.
Tom runs his hands down her sides, settling on her slim hips and pulls her into a kiss- breaking only to travel down her neck and across her collar bone- pressing himself against her.
He takes a breath, maybe to steady himself, maybe to drink in the excitement. Just being with her- holding her- He's so happy.
And he feels like a teenager all over again - still discovering her body- still discovering his own.]
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Date: 2013-11-08 04:38 pm (UTC)It's when his lips begin to travel down the length of her neck that she gives him a gentle tug and falls back against the bed with him, rolling onto her back and running her fingers through his hair before leaning her head back, granting him easier access to her neck as his touch encourages her to arch her back and press against him. There's always something youthful and playful about their time together, still new and exciting and exploratory even after a month together, still learning each other and trying to commit to memory what touch invoked what reaction.
She grins and leans in to gently catch his earlobe between her teeth before kissing her way along his jaw and across to his mouth. There are about a million things to be done, but those lips of his are difficult to resist. She runs her hands down the length of his back, bracing one against his hip as she moves the other to cup his rear.]
I guess you weren't all that sleepy after all.