Maria was not unfamiliar with a man's body, but when she'd last had occasion to be this close with one, she was more likely to hurry the experience along or try to avoid it entirely. Certainly she never sought such a thing out while in service to the Order. But they were breaking more than one rule tonight, and she was as impatient as Desmond apparently was.
She traced her fingertips up and down the back of his neck, and didn't try to hide the shiver when he looked her in the eye. It was as if he could already see her bare before him and was only making reality match that vision.
Which was fine with her. When their mouths found each other again, it was difficult to pull away long enough to let him remove her tunic, and as soon as he did, she dropped her hands to his waist and then up and under his own top.
She kissed him hard as he went to work undoing her bindings, sliding her tongue between his lips and pressing closer against him. It was probably making his task more difficult, but she was drunk with the taste of him. And it wasn't only his mouth that caught her attention; straddling his lap as she was, it was easy to feel that she had his. If Maria thought too long about it she might grow a little light-headed, but she just resettled herself a little and ground her hips lightly against Desmond as she continued kissing him.
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Date: 2014-08-31 02:13 am (UTC)She traced her fingertips up and down the back of his neck, and didn't try to hide the shiver when he looked her in the eye. It was as if he could already see her bare before him and was only making reality match that vision.
Which was fine with her. When their mouths found each other again, it was difficult to pull away long enough to let him remove her tunic, and as soon as he did, she dropped her hands to his waist and then up and under his own top.
She kissed him hard as he went to work undoing her bindings, sliding her tongue between his lips and pressing closer against him. It was probably making his task more difficult, but she was drunk with the taste of him. And it wasn't only his mouth that caught her attention; straddling his lap as she was, it was easy to feel that she had his. If Maria thought too long about it she might grow a little light-headed, but she just resettled herself a little and ground her hips lightly against Desmond as she continued kissing him.