because of the things you are
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"-- Also, the other day I was wondering what you and Guy together would look like -- as in, if you were in a relationship -- and I decided you'd be the Perons."
"Oh godddd, Ollie, really? Fine, I won't tell you what I *AM* in the mood for, even if I'm not looking to actually do it at the moment." Kate turns up her nose with a faint air of sulk.
Ollie regards her mildly. "Should I cheer for you from below the balcony of the Casa Rosada?"
"Are you getting into a mood?" Kate cocks her head at him, and Ollie rubs one hand along her thigh, leaning in to kiss her neck. "mmmm, working my way there."
More than a little on the edge, Kate worries her lip with her teeth. "Oh...that kind of mood."
Her lips shift into a half smirk as she stretches out on the sofa like a cat, and Ollie lets himself slump down half-along her. "So am I to take it you're in the other kind of mood?" he inquires. "The persnickety kind? Maybe the discombobulated kind."
"Actually, no. I'm really appallingly horny."
Ollie perks up a bit. "Appallingly, no less!"
Kate gives him a long slow look. "The wriggling in my seat trying not to think of anything sexual kind, Ollie."
Ollie pushes his hand up the inside of her thigh again, with less casual affection and more insistence this time. "I tend to be fairly interested in the actions of your seat, my dove."
Groaning low, Kate presses down into his hand without any modesty. "You know what I want?"
( you shall have every breath in my body )
"Oh godddd, Ollie, really? Fine, I won't tell you what I *AM* in the mood for, even if I'm not looking to actually do it at the moment." Kate turns up her nose with a faint air of sulk.
Ollie regards her mildly. "Should I cheer for you from below the balcony of the Casa Rosada?"
"Are you getting into a mood?" Kate cocks her head at him, and Ollie rubs one hand along her thigh, leaning in to kiss her neck. "mmmm, working my way there."
More than a little on the edge, Kate worries her lip with her teeth. "Oh...that kind of mood."
Her lips shift into a half smirk as she stretches out on the sofa like a cat, and Ollie lets himself slump down half-along her. "So am I to take it you're in the other kind of mood?" he inquires. "The persnickety kind? Maybe the discombobulated kind."
"Actually, no. I'm really appallingly horny."
Ollie perks up a bit. "Appallingly, no less!"
Kate gives him a long slow look. "The wriggling in my seat trying not to think of anything sexual kind, Ollie."
Ollie pushes his hand up the inside of her thigh again, with less casual affection and more insistence this time. "I tend to be fairly interested in the actions of your seat, my dove."
Groaning low, Kate presses down into his hand without any modesty. "You know what I want?"
( you shall have every breath in my body )