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( closed post ) bizarre celebrations
[ And, later, when she's talked to people, teased Enjolras about the Kesha song yet again, and opened a handful of presents, Natalie's feeling full. It's a good, contented feeling, like things, while they may be shitty for a great deal of time, seem to be looking up for her. She is never ungrateful for her good friends, or a boyfriend who apparently doesn't need to be wooed.
When she shows up, she doesn't say anything, just smiling softly, tucking her loose hair behind her ears. ]
When she shows up, she doesn't say anything, just smiling softly, tucking her loose hair behind her ears. ]
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Not his concern at the moment. There is a beautiful girl kissing him, with a shirt that's open and should probably be removed, but he continues up over her shoulders, hands curling in her hair. ]
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So. [ She grins crookedly, shrugging as if to say 'Well, here it is.' ]
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After a moment of admiration, his eyes flick back up to meet hers, a bright grin on his face. Conversationally, he says, ] So, you're hot.
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Shut up, [ She laughs, resisting any urges to fold arms over herself. ]
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Her hands drop between the two of them as she, with a hesitant glance to Leo, starts to undo his belt. ]
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Neither of them have done this before and she supposes that as long as they both see that they both are safe and enjoy themselves, it should be fine in the end. More than fine.
She sets his belt aside, the weight being much lighter than she expected. The way he's touching her is driving her nuts already and she shivers - something she's sure he can feel. ]
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It feels odd not to have the weight of the belt at his waist, but Leo is not sorry to see it go. It's just one less thing between them. A soft, pleased chuckle bubbles up within him when she shivers, and he pauses to decide where to go next. Her ear? Would she like that? Maybe if he had something to say, he'd go for it, but for once, he doesn't, so instead, he starts to trail down her neck. ]
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I - I really like that, [ she admits bashfully, lightly scratching her blunt nails over his back once she pushes his shirt up. ]
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Taking a moment to look up at Nat with a smile, he simply replies, ] Good. [ Then he's continuing back on course, feeling pleased with himself. He's glad he went this way. As long as she likes it, getting rid of the shirt can wait another minute. ]
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Putting us on more even ground. [ She jokes, pressing a small kiss to his temple. ]
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Natalie kisses his cheek softly before swaying just out of reach so she can perch herself atop the work table. ]
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But over the years, he's gotten fairly used to hiding his discomfort behind a grin, and with Nat moving, he has the best possible distraction before him. Sitting on the table gives her a height advantage over him, something that Leo always thought he'd find mildly irritating, as short as he is, but surprisingly, he actually doesn't mind. In fact, he kind of likes it. He goes to join her, letting his eyes sweep over her again as his hands settle on her legs. ]
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Why anyone would consider soft, pale Natalie to be hot is beyond her - she knows she has attractive qualities (her graceful neck, for instance) but it feels like he thinks she's the full package and... well, that's something she will process later on. ] This okay?
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Her jeans, she thinks responding to those thoughts of his that she cannot hear but perhaps sense, knowing the restless movement of his hands. Behind him, she kicks off her canvas sneakers, chuckling as each dirty purple shoe hits the floor with a thwap. ]
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