Um. [UM.] ...you know what, I might just wait it out here. [Hm. Skinny jeans are a bad idea when you find yourself growing hard just from being around a hot girl. Like, thanks a lot, aphro, but come the fuck on.]
You think that's a good idea? We have it on record that I still think you're hot. [Stop. He's trying to tease her and also distract from the situation, but that's the worst way to do it.]
...luck, maybe? [Which probably says something about where his own self-esteem is and how he feels about people, but even while she stops, he takes another step closer.] What're the odds?
[Like. He's 100% not stopping her? He's not because Beck is Beck and he likes and trusts her and also she's really hot and he has it on record she's a good kisser. It's why he lets her mouth come to his and he closes the gap, arm immediately hooking around her waist to pull her closer before walking them back to a wall.
They both had a chance to leave and not act on this, but. Oh well. Some things can't be helped, and his free hand that isn't holding her is immediately sliding up over her chest.
[She doesn't stop him even as her back hits the wall, only leaning forward so she can arch into his touch. She takes a shallow breath before she reaches up so she can start peeling off her shirt after a moment, breaking the kiss just for that reason.]
[This poor wall, and also Beck's poor back. He gives her enough room to pull her shirt off, knocking it aside once it's in her hand and letting his head descend straight down. Unlike the first time they did this he's a lot less shy about what he's doing? Girls, at least, he can figure out, and his mouth closes over one of her nipples through her bra while his hand holds onto the small over her back. The other hand's moving to the back of her head so that it's not hitting the wall, tangling in her hair mostly for his own amusement.]
Something in mind, or are we taking chances today? [It's a way of asking how she wants him because despite being thirsty he can at least accommodate for what'll pleasure her the most. He'll just settle on placing a kiss to her collarbone while he waits for an answer.]
[She makes a sharp noise of surprise and pleasure as his mouth finds her breast, hands tensing on his shoulders. Her nails dig in slightly. At his question, she responds in a whisper.]
Mm...and that is what I like about you. [There's a quick nip to her shoulder before he's back to letting his mouth move over her shoulder and back to where he initially was. So maybe it's not that sexy to suck through cloth but it's about anticipation and teasing which is something he can get into. His lips close over her breast and his fingers continue to pillow her head while the hand at her back drags his nails lightly over her hips to the front to slip beneath her waistband. There are probably easier ways to do this, but he doesn't seem too fussed, palm sliding over whatever skin he can reach and fingers pulling at the top of her panties to try and move them out of the way.]
Help me out here? [He has zero reason to keep talking, but the low whisper is evidence enough that he's more than enjoying himself. Everyone else can be stuck with shitty movies for a while, this is way more important.]
[Drip. Drip. Drip. He's cold, he's wet, and he's a little pissed off after listening to that announcement. Beck will probably notice that he's patting down the pocket of his pants for something before he settles to answer her question.]
I dove into a pool of blood and corpses. [Said like he's just now actually catching up to what happened, so. Sort of. He runs a hand through his hair, water leaving from his fingertips.] God...I don't know what we're gonna tell Escha.
Badly. [It's an immediate answer, and he actually looks pretty troubled by the idea.] She told me she felt lucky to meet and know him. You don't really recover from losing someone like that.
[She's looking for him tonight, and after checking a few different places... She finds him in the aquarium, blanket pile in full force. In any other situation, she might laugh, but now she just heads his way.]
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