its_not_tuesday | it's like taking a guess when the only answer is yes (closed to Jo)

Alistair shifted to lay her back on the couch, bracing one hand on the back and one on the arm to keep his weight off of her, his confidence building with this sort of intimacy the more time he spent with her. He had to say, he vastly preferred being sober for this, too.

She definitely preferred being sober for this as well. Now that he was getting a little more comfortable with the whole thing, it was easier to not feel bad about taking his virginity the way she had.

"You don't have to worry about squishing me. I'm sturdier than I look." She teased against his lips, sliding her hands down his sides to curl her fingers under his shirt.

"Well, I'm also heavier than I look," he quipped, smiling wryly and tilting his head to nuzzle her cheek. "Nothing wrong with being careful with a lady, is there?"

"I thought we established I wasn't a lady." She teased softly, brushing her lips against his neck as she continued to toy with the hairs on the back of his neck.

"That isn't true," he protested, shifting his weight and nudging the hem of her shirt up to brush his fingers across her bare stomach. "You most certainly are a lady as far as I'm concerned."

"I almost believe you." She grinned, her stomach muscles tightening beneath his fingers as she continued to watch him with an amused smile.

"Well, you should believe me." He smirked at her, leaned in to kiss her neck and her collarbone, the bit of her chest he could reach with her shirt still on, before he moved further down her body and shifted her shirt up to kiss her stomach.

"It might take a bit of convincing, you know." She tilted her head back, enjoying the slow warmth as it started to build inside of her. Sliding a hand through his hair gently, she watched as he pressed a kiss to her stomach and the simple touch was enough to send a small jolt through her. "Of course, I have a feeling that won't be very difficult for you. You're persuasive when you want to be."

"Oh, I am, really?" He chuckled, pressing another slow, warm kiss against her skin. "Well, I can honestly say I've never heard that before."

"Maybe I'm just rubbing off on you, then." She chuckled again, nibbling over her bottom lip as she watched him with coy interest.

"Now that I could believe," he drawled, smirking against her skin and nudging her shirt a little further up, kissing his way back up her body.

She squirmed a little to assist him in pushing her shirt a bit higher, still smiling as he started his way back up her body. "And you managed to say it without it sounding like a bad thing too." She teased, chuckling.

"Why on earth would it be a bad thing?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at her as he sat up enough to tug her shirt up and off of her body. "Well, aside from the fact that you're utterly wicked, but I don't mind that quite so much."

"I'm sure someone would think it is." She shrugged one shoulder casually before sitting up so that he could pull her shirt off, revealing the light blue lacy bra underneath. "I'm starting to get that you rather enjoy the whole wicked thing."

"A bloke would have to be mentally damaged not to enjoy it, I think," he admitted with a snicker, dropping her shirt to the floor in front of the couch, and since it seemed only fair (and he was already up) he tugged his own shirt up and over his head to let it join hers on the floor.

"Well, maybe if they've taken one too many hits to the head..." Her eyes dropped to the sight of his naked torso and she smiled in appreciation. Since he was still leaning up, she took advantage of the position; sliding her fingers over his chest, she teased her nails against his skin.

"Admittedly that has happened to me a few times," he remarked, letting her hand wander for a moment before he caught it gently and tugged it to his lips to press a kiss to the inside of her wrist.

"It's happened to us all." She replied, watching as he caught her hand to stop her wandering. Her eyes softened for a moment as he pressed a kiss to the inside of her wrist, causing her pulse to flutter once more.

"Has it? Well, that makes me feel a bit better about it." He smiled against her skin, then stretched out over her again, kissing her lips and treading one hand through her hair.

"Yeah, you should have been there when I got this one concussion..." Not that she was at all interested in telling him the story. Wrapping her arms around his shoulders, she allowed herself to melt a little as she kissed him back with another low hum of pleasure.

He would've been happy to swap stories with her, but his blood supply wasn't really running to his brain, currently, at least not in full.

"I'll hear about it later," he murmured against her lips, letting his free hand run down to trace over the soft skin and curves of her body.

"Okay." She certainly wasn't going to complain. Sliding her hands over his shoulders, she shivered and arched into his touch. Maybe he had been innocent in the beginning but he was a fast learner since he seemed to know exactly how to make her shiver now.

Well, he hoped he was learning, it wouldn't be at all fun to always be hopelessly clueless.

Shifting a little further down her body, he pressed his lips to the swell of her breast, nuzzling the soft skin that peeked out above the line of light blue lace. His hand paused to cup her other breast, thumb gently tracing over the firm curve of flesh constrained in that very pretty lace.

Oh, he certainly wasn't clueless anymore.

Another shiver rolled through her as he continued to tease her. She couldn't really recall someone ever being so gentle and tender with her but that seemed to be his way. Watching with a small smile, she curled her fingers around the back of his head, toying with his hair as she enjoyed his ministrations.

Well, he was certainly glad that she thought so.

Leaning up a little, he nudged the strap of her bra down and off of her shoulder, kissing the newly exposed skin. "Do you mind?" he asked, shifting to slip his arms around her and find the clasp of her bra at her back.

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