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Only 11 days to Boston :hyper:

It's meant to go down to - 10 degrees here next week
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Tre... you may want to look away :shifty:


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You’ve shut down all of the recording equipment, the instruments have been properly put away for the night, and you’re looking forward to going home and relaxing a little. It’s been a long day. You keep yourself busy with tidying up the office as you hear the others exchanging their goodbyes and leaving for the night. When the studio finally falls silent, you move out of the sound booth, locking it up behind yourself.

You’re reaching for the light switch when you hear his voice. You turn quickly, surprised to find him still sitting on the couch. The others have all gone, so you can’t help but wonder why he’s stayed behind. Not that you can’t guess. Your heart slams into light speed and your body floods with adrenaline at the realization that it’s just the two of you.

He’s been flirting with you shamelessly all day, but you never suspected any of it was the least bit serious. He’s just a natural born flirt, not the type a girl should hang all her hopes on. You smile shyly at him, and receive one of his boyish grins in return. He gestures for you to come closer and you do without a thought.

‘Closer’ he says in the whiskey rubbed voice that you thought you would get used to, but haven’t yet. Finally you stop just in front of him, your knees nearly touching his, and look down at him. Your heart is racing out of control and you realize that your hands are actually starting to shake.

“Thank you.” He tells you, reaching up and taking one of your hands in his, stroking it firmly with his thumb. His shocking blue eyes hold your gaze and you blink at him in silent confusion. “For your patience. Most sound tech.'s snap well before the fourteen hour mark.” He teases, and the sound of his soft laughter makes you smile broadly.

“Can I give you something?” He asks, his eyes twinkling mischievously.

“You don’t have to…” You start to tell him, but he insists.

“I want to.” He tells you, gesturing for you to lean forward. “Close your eyes.” He tells you in a whisper, and you jump as you realize he’s leaned closer to you. You feel the heat radiating off of him hit your body even before he touches you, and now your knees are shaking more than your hands.

His lips brush your cheek and the corner of your mouth and you can’t stop the whimper that escapes your mouth, the shiver that travels the length of your entire body. This tells him all he needed to know, and you feel his big hand slide up into your hair, the other hand at your waist.

“Can we stay awhile?” He asks, and you nod, unable to find your voice with his mouth so close to your own that his lips brush yours when he speaks. You can even feel him smile before he finally kisses you, his lips both soft and firm at the same time. Hot and wet and greedy. That’s the best way to describe his kiss; his lips parting right away, his tongue eager to taste your mouth.

You feel yourself falling forward as he sits back down where he’d been on the couch, pulling you along with him, guiding you to straddle his lap. All of this without breaking the kiss. You sigh against his mouth as you settle against him, your arms around his neck, working his gorgeous long black hair out of the band that holds it back. He chuckles against your mouth at your eagerness, making you blush a little as he breaks the kiss.

Before you have time to think of something to say, his hand is on the small of your back, guiding you to press in closer to him, until it seems that every inch of your body is against him, sopping up his heat hungrily. His mouth is on your neck, at your ear, that voice caressing you as he makes small noises of pleasure…
 
Sami - Thats still above Zero for us Americans who insist on using Farenheit :wink: It's like 14 degrees, so still cold, but not quite as cold as you might've first thought
 
Sad_Girl said:
Sami - Thats still above Zero for us Americans who insist on using Farenheit :wink: It's like 14 degrees, so still cold, but not quite as cold as you might've first thought


oh! :lol: I always forget about the different degree measurements

yeah, then Bri, I've dealt with that before :wink:
 
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