[IC] Appointments

[ura_no_ura]

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[ura_no_ura]

[ The kiss isn't at all unexpected -- certainly not with the tension between them, or the slow way Ginia's eyes had moved across his face, lingering on his mouth. But that she'd been the first one to make the move had been a touch surprising -- a pleasant surprise that Kakashi easily reciprocates, lips softly and slowly moving against hers as a hand comes up to slide along the side of her neck, thumb resting against her jaw.

She tastes salty and sweet, of whisky and sausage, and Kakashi's tongue lightly flickers out at the seam of her mouth as his other arm tightens around her shoulders, drawing her closer. ]

[whiskytraitorfirefight]

[Was it the affect of the shift or was it out of a need for release? Who knew, who cares? The kiss deepens as her lips move against his, tongue brushing against his lips, lightly seeking his out. She's never needed much to spur her on and it's been awhile since she's had to seduce anyone but Ginia likes to believe she's still a good reader of body language.

Ginia's lips break from his as she moves, sliding easily onto his lap. Her arms drape over his shoulders as she looks down at him. Her mouth turns into a smile, teasing and seductive as she studies him. Damn, he really is handsome.]

[ura_no_ura]

[ A slow, easy smile curls the edges of his mouth as Kakashi looks up at Ginia, drinking in that sexy little smile, the warmth of her eyes.

He raises a hand to brush a strand of dark hair out of her face as his other glides up her thigh and back down again in a slow, teasing stroke. And then he tilts his chin up and tugs her back down for another kiss, this time smolderingly slow but still every bit as intense as the kiss that had come before it, teeth sucking her lower lip into his mouth. ]

[whiskytraitorfirefight]

[The thigh strike earns a small sigh of approval. She presses back against him, slowly sliding so she's straddling him, thighs squeezing tight on either side of him. Fast, slow, it doesn't matter, she wants it all. But it is refreshing being with someone who knows how to go slow and intense, building up tension and drawing things out.

Her hands slowly slide down his back, her hips slowly grind and gyrate, a teasing tango.]