merrilywe | ( closed post ) bizarre celebrations

Well, geez, I thought I was the bossy one here, [ she jokes, rolling her eyes at him before she leans into the next kiss. With all her snark, that small comment makes her melt, just a little bit, softening. There are few defenses up with him and she'll soon let her guard down entirely. ]

[ He scoffs just before she leans, but somehow Leo can tell it makes a difference. The bad thing about this, though - the only bad thing - is that he is somehow still fully dressed, but he doesn't make a move to change that, refusing to take his hands off of her just yet. One of his hands is heading up over her skin, slowly tracing each of the curves that make up her body, make her different. These are things he wants to memorize. ]

[ In a way, it makes her feel bolder, even more so. It wasn't like she didn't know Leo thought she was attractive, but that confirmation in both word and gaze makes her giddy.

Her hands drop between the two of them as she, with a hesitant glance to Leo, starts to undo his belt. ]

[ He pushes off the table just enough to allow her room to work as his fingers reach her bra, lingering over the straps as if he's wondering what to do next. He has a good sense of what he wants, though, hand slowly heading back down to her chest as Leo peppers kisses around her jaw to take full advantage of all the newly exposed skin before him. Suddenly, that vanilla scent Natalie's been known to use seems like more than just something nice - almost like it's a special touch just for him, like the raspberry lip balm. If she'd had it on earlier, he hadn't noticed, but now, as close as they are, it's impossible to ignore. ]

[ Natalie chuckles, tickled by the attention paid to her neck; she hopes he isn't put off by all her laughing. They're all good signs - he makes her laugh all the time and knows how to make her smile. It's odd, going off instinct rather than predetermined sections. She knows how this works and they've been this close for a while now. At the same time, she can't shake the fear that she will mess this up.

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. ]

[ Leo actually likes hearing her laugh like this - it means he hasn't lost his touch, and it's good to know they don't have to be super serious about this whole thing. If they did, it'd probably make him more nervous than he is already. Everything is easier when you're allowed to laugh, and it makes this a much easier line to cross with Natalie, though no less significant.

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. ]

Hm. [ Natalie hums, not having expected to enjoy this that much. This is what happens when she leaves herself open to him, making her more sensitive to and eager for his attentions. The lower Leo trails down her neck, the easier it is for her to release that quiet, tight whine. Instantly, the noise snaps her back to attention and she purses her lips, silently snorting at herself. How dumb that must sound... ]

I - I really like that, [ she admits bashfully, lightly scratching her blunt nails over his back once she pushes his shirt up. ]

[ Blunt or no, Leo breathes in through his noise as she does it, enjoying the feeling. Maybe she'll do that again before this is over.

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. ]

[ Those soft signs of affection sent small jolts of electricity to her navel and she shivers again. Natalie keeps moving, pushing his shirt up even further; she loves what he's doing, but it's even more important for that extra skin to skin contact. ]

Putting us on more even ground. [ She jokes, pressing a small kiss to his temple. ]

[ He huffs out a laugh and, shaking his head, breaks away to work it off the rest of the way. Grinning, he raises an eyebrow as he tosses it away. ] Better?

[ He eyes flick over him discerningly before she nods slowly, a catlike smirk on her face. Perhaps the metal work does a scrawny guy a load of good.

Natalie kisses his cheek softly before swaying just out of reach so she can perch herself atop the work table. ]

[ Having her look at him like that... it brings out a shyness he hadn't expected. Leo knows he isn't much to look at, scrawny and not half as masculine as some of the other guys in camp, like Percy or Jason. Compared to them, he's nothing special, and some days he's curious about why Natalie even bothers with him.

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. ]

[ She makes sure there is enough space for him to nestle between her legs, her hands already taking to brushing through his hair and down his neck. Her lips don't seek his out just yet. Instead, she simply turns a fond gaze onto her boyfriend and takes a deep, steadying breath. They're much further now, but it doesn't feel too fast for her.

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?

[ It feels like he fits perfectly there, and it's actually an improvement, if you ask him. His hands slide up over her thighs, stopping to rest on her hips as he looks up at her with a smile, nodding. ] Yeah. This is good.

[ She has to agree with him there. ] Good. [ A soft laugh follows before she closes her eyes and pressed a sweet kiss to the corner of his mouth. ]

[ Catching her lips with his own, Leo presses a little closer; for once, he's actually happy not to have his tool belt with him. It would only get in the way here. The only problem now is that he's not entirely sure what to do with his hands - keep them on her legs, memorize those curves of hers some more, or fiddle with the bra. Decisions, decisions. ]

[ Slowly, she exhales, falling into a familiar motion with him with her lips and her tongue. Her heart beats heavily, a steady, thrilled drumbeat - not a panicked rhythm at all, but she can picture the outline of a cartoon heart threatening to burst out of her chest as it rises and falls.

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. ]

[ Shoes... right. Yeah, those should be the first to go; the thought hadn't even crossed Leo's mind, but he's been rightfully focused on other things. Part of him wonders if they're going too fast, even if he knows they're just following with what feels right. It's up to Natalie in the end, but the tips of his fingers do hook into her jeans, slowly sliding around to the front. ]

[ The nearness of his fingers makes her muscles tense again and she inhales sharply, pausing the kiss. It isn't that she protests the movement - of course not. In fact, she even nods encouragingly, curious about his next move. ]

[ It makes him pause, pulling back just enough that he was still touching her but not quite that much. Maybe she's not ready for that just yet. Instead, his hands go down over her thighs, keeping them tight around him . ]

No, [ She whispers, lightly brushing her fingertips along his cheek. Another nod as her nose nudges his. ] Keep going?

[ She does keep her legs secure around him, linking her ankles at the base of his spine. ]

[ The look he gives her is unsure, but he nods anyway, moving his hands back up. His fingers linger at the button on her jeans, debating for a moment if he should leave it, but Natalie did ask him to keep going, so... He does, keeping it simple for now and just undoing the clasp and zipper, loosening them up so he can slip his hands inside to explore her a little better. ]

[ A light moan slides up from her throat because, gods no one has ever touched her like that and even she hesitated to let her own hands wander down there. Natalie's eyes close again and she leans her forehead against him, wetting her lips. ]

[ His eyes close and Leo lets out a shaky breath. She doesn't know what effect she has on him, does she? Between that noise and the way she licks her lips, there's a part of him demanding to know why this is going so slowly, why they can't just...

But no, this is a first for both of them, and he knows Natalie is just as nervous as he is and probably wants it to be something special, like he does, despite how sappy it sounds. They both want to remember this as something good. So one of his hands is on the move again, ghosting back up over her curves until it can settle on her cheek, gently pulling her to meet him for a full, deep kiss. ]

[ Her hands have been unusually still during all of this and she decides to link her fingers through his belt loops. She parts her moistened lips for him and returns his kiss with equal fervor, wanting to reassure him that she wants this just as much as he does and that she will never regret doing this with him. There's only so much a kiss can say, Nat thinks, but the sentiment is still there.

In turn, she unzips and unbuttons his jeans but isn't brave enough to move as he did. ]

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