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patty spivot ([personal profile] taskforcing) wrote2016-10-06 11:09 pm
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[personal profile] tanker 2017-11-04 08:28 am (UTC)(link)
[ Another chuckle, and John tilts his head back for a second, looking up at the night sky before focusing back on Patty. If he was to focus, right now, he'd be able to pick up her heartbeat, hear if she's interested in him leaning in further.

But sometimes it's also more fun to go in blind. ]


I'm just being honest, [ he says as he starts leaning closer to Patty, his eyes moving between looking into hers, and looking at her lips. ] but also, maybe I'd really like to see you again, so I'm glad it's working.
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[personal profile] tanker 2017-11-04 08:43 am (UTC)(link)
[ He smiles into the kiss, soft as it is for now, his hand moving to frame the side of her face a little more, fingers slipping in her hair, the other on her arm, shifting to her side, wrapping around her waist to pull her closer. He's careful, there, not to use too much strength - he doesn't exactly want to crush her - but it's not difficult, for him. He's trained for this sort of control forever.

But as he gets her closer, though, is also the perfect time to deepen the kiss a little, tasting the strawberries of her lipgloss on his tongue. ]
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[personal profile] tanker 2017-11-04 09:12 am (UTC)(link)
[ John's in no hurry. He takes his time, here, to enjoy the feel of Patty against him, her curves and her strength and the sweet taste of her lips, the noise she presses to his mouth. He lets himself make the most of it, tracing her lips with his tongue, slipping his hand further into her hair, thumb at the hinge of her jaw.

It's way too nice, and way too rare for him to get to do something like this, that he's not about to rush it. ]
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[personal profile] tanker 2017-11-06 12:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[ As he listens to her words, John's face breaks into a smile, a laugh escaping him as he lets his hand move, tucking some hair behind her ear, his own eyes opening to look at her. ]

Good.

[ He licks his own lips, still able to taste her on them. He wants to lean in again, but he also doesn't want to stumble that step too far. ]

So I guess this is when I let you get inside. And promise to call you. Which I do, by the way. I promise I'll call you.