[ Cadence’s eyes flick to his face, still as inscrutable as before, before following his hand to the door off a partial sideway blocked by one of the curtains the venue crew had clearly hung up for the event. ]
I guess that’ll do.
[ She takes his arm and leads him towards their pre-determined destination, disturbingly calm. Once sure no one had watched them enter, she gently shuts the door behind them and looks him over from head to toe…before taking three short steps towards him, yanking him down by the tie, and crashing their lips together in a bruising kiss. ]
[ Clay’s breathing is kept even but he’s disturbed by the coolness she’s exuding. It’s inscrutable at this point and he’s not sure what to expect when the door shuts behind him. There’s a pique of curiosity when he does note that she’s intent on being cautious- why would- ]
Ha-h-
[ Cadence knocks the breath he was taking into his lips from him, stealing it into hers. Without missing a beat, anticipation makes him shudder, his chest pushing into hers as she pulls him down. One hand goes behind her head, the other to her hip as instinct takes over.
It’s all of a breathless moment before he opens her mouth under his and it’s nothing like encounters past- they felt routine, practiced, a means to an end. This is someone he’s fucked but never kissed- not like this. A kiss that feels like air you needed after being underwater- He feels a hot pit in his stomach as he desperately touches his hands to her available skin and against her dress. His mouth moves under her jaw, gently and expertly grazing teeth against her neck. ]
[ Cadence leans into the physicality of it all like a plant seeking sunlight, pressing herself against Clay’s chest while her hands snake along his arms and neck to pull him even closer. She opens her mouth all too willingly, breathing him in with a hum in her throat.
It’s good, this new intimacy they’re exploring; Cadence has kissed her conquests before, usually even rougher, but there’s a hunger to this that’s different to her prior trysts or even her need to hunt. She tries to will herself to stay in the moment, not unpack all the reasons behind the new sensation and lose all the pleasure that comes with it.
It’s fine. You’re giving him a reward, but only because you felt like it. Nothing more to it
She pushes him back further until he’s up against the door, gripping his neck for dear life and pulling his tie with her free hand then thinking better of it. She breaks them apart with a sudden start, breathing fast but not taking her eyes off him. ]
How—how badly do you need to stay through all of this?
[ The grip on his neck is almost too much, and the little prudent voice telling him that they should take this somewhere else is nearly outmatched. He takes in a sharp breath when she pulls back- and again he resists his baser instincts to pull her close again. His eyes soften and flicker from her gaze to the line of her neck and back, and he shivers; his fingers linger over her waist, continuing to so gently press their hold. ]
I can be convinced to be sick.
[ Clay can’t look away from the new expression in her eyes. His other hand pushes into her hair, threading some of it back from the delicate line of sweat on her hairline. Fuck me- ]
Or I would need escort you home, if you’d rather fall suddenly ill.
[ Cadence leans into his touch as he pushes back her hair, eyes fluttering shut for a moment as she inhales to try to steady her breathing again, but otherwise not breaking eye contact. ]
I think I may be feeling a little faint. Might even have some vertigo coming on.
[ Her grip around the back of neck loosens for a moment, ready to straighten them both up to be able to leave, before tightening again when she realizes what else she’s implying. ]
[ Still so careful. Atta girl. Clay smiles and hums appreciatively, deciding the best course of action. ]
My driver is waiting for a summons. It only makes sense to make one trip, in that case. I live outside Astoria; would that drive be okay in your- condition?
[ He lowers his hand to the space below her hip, gently touching, massaging lower and feigning a concerned look. Such a pitiable illness. ]
[ Cadence snakes her free hand lower, playing with the belt loops on Clay’s dress pants and the clasp of his belt with not-so subtle meaning while she contemplates.
It’s…it violates her typical rules, going home versus a neutral location where she can dictate the terms more easily, make sure there’s no confusion on where she stands emotionally. That said, Cadence is feeling somewhat okay toeing her own self-imposed lines tonight; she can always leave as soon as they’re done, and she’d be lying if she said she wasn’t curious about what a modern dragon lair looks like. ]
Maybe; I think we’d have to leave soon though. I’d hate to faint and cause a scene.
[ Clay’s lips part infinitesimally as one hand reaches into his pants pocket for the phone. The lock screen reads 9:50pm. Close enough. ]
Yeah. I know it’s- No, I have company. - Mm. - We’ll be outside.
[ The phone is replaced into the pocket, and suddenly it becomes real all at once. In his current state it feels like the obviously right choice. But part of him nags about letting a stranger inside.
…Is she a stranger anymore? Clay cocks his head and fixes the once pushed aside strap of her dress, since she was so kind as to put his tie back in order. He speaks more quietly than he intends, almost reverently. ]
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I guess that’ll do.
[ She takes his arm and leads him towards their pre-determined destination, disturbingly calm. Once sure no one had watched them enter, she gently shuts the door behind them and looks him over from head to toe…before taking three short steps towards him, yanking him down by the tie, and crashing their lips together in a bruising kiss. ]
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Ha-h-
[ Cadence knocks the breath he was taking into his lips from him, stealing it into hers. Without missing a beat, anticipation makes him shudder, his chest pushing into hers as she pulls him down. One hand goes behind her head, the other to her hip as instinct takes over.
It’s all of a breathless moment before he opens her mouth under his and it’s nothing like encounters past- they felt routine, practiced, a means to an end. This is someone he’s fucked but never kissed- not like this. A kiss that feels like air you needed after being underwater- He feels a hot pit in his stomach as he desperately touches his hands to her available skin and against her dress. His mouth moves under her jaw, gently and expertly grazing teeth against her neck. ]
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It’s good, this new intimacy they’re exploring; Cadence has kissed her conquests before, usually even rougher, but there’s a hunger to this that’s different to her prior trysts or even her need to hunt. She tries to will herself to stay in the moment, not unpack all the reasons behind the new sensation and lose all the pleasure that comes with it.
It’s fine. You’re giving him a reward, but only because you felt like it. Nothing more to it
She pushes him back further until he’s up against the door, gripping his neck for dear life and pulling his tie with her free hand then thinking better of it. She breaks them apart with a sudden start, breathing fast but not taking her eyes off him. ]
How—how badly do you need to stay through all of this?
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I can be convinced to be sick.
[ Clay can’t look away from the new expression in her eyes. His other hand pushes into her hair, threading some of it back from the delicate line of sweat on her hairline. Fuck me- ]
Or I would need escort you home, if you’d rather fall suddenly ill.
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I think I may be feeling a little faint. Might even have some vertigo coming on.
[ Her grip around the back of neck loosens for a moment, ready to straighten them both up to be able to leave, before tightening again when she realizes what else she’s implying. ]
Not my place though. Somewhere else.
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My driver is waiting for a summons. It only makes sense to make one trip, in that case. I live outside Astoria; would that drive be okay in your- condition?
[ He lowers his hand to the space below her hip, gently touching, massaging lower and feigning a concerned look. Such a pitiable illness. ]
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It’s…it violates her typical rules, going home versus a neutral location where she can dictate the terms more easily, make sure there’s no confusion on where she stands emotionally. That said, Cadence is feeling somewhat okay toeing her own self-imposed lines tonight; she can always leave as soon as they’re done, and she’d be lying if she said she wasn’t curious about what a modern dragon lair looks like. ]
Maybe; I think we’d have to leave soon though. I’d hate to faint and cause a scene.
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Yeah. I know it’s- No, I have company. - Mm. - We’ll be outside.
[ The phone is replaced into the pocket, and suddenly it becomes real all at once. In his current state it feels like the obviously right choice. But part of him nags about letting a stranger inside.
…Is she a stranger anymore? Clay cocks his head and fixes the once pushed aside strap of her dress, since she was so kind as to put his tie back in order. He speaks more quietly than he intends, almost reverently. ]
Let’s get your coat.