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[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Daemon took a small step forward, then another, until he was standing just in front of her. He lifted his hand and brushed her hair away from her face, then tilted her chin up to kiss her. It was like the alley again, unnaturally gentle for him, but electrifying all the same. Why did he choose her? Like he said, he had no clue.

[assassinrue]

Felicity began quivering, unable to keep her body from shaking but this time she willingly kissed him back, her fingers daintily clutching at the front of his shirt,

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

However it had started, Daemon wasn't exactly a gentle person. It didn't last long. He deepened the kiss suddenly and pushed her none-too-gently against the kitchen counter, his hands grasping her hips.

[assassinrue]

Felicity gasped against his lips. She couldn't remember the last time she had felt like this.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Finding that their height different was far too much of an annoyance, Daemon lifted her onto the counter like he was lifting a bag of feathers. If someone had told him he'd end up here in her apartment tonight, kissing her life this, he never would have believed them.

[assassinrue]

Felicity pushed his head away from her a little and giggled, leaning her forehead against his chin.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Daemon was actually surprised by the giggle enough that he opened his eyes. It wasn't that he hadn't heard girls giggle in situations like this before, he just hadn't expected it from her. He also had never heard her actually giggle. He wasn't certain she could make that noise. "Something funny?" he asked, sounding amused himself.

[assassinrue]

Felicity shrugged. "I just haven't done this in a while. i like it. I like the way you..." She stopped and flushed, turning her head away from him.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Daemon smiled faintly and kissed the corner of her mouth, then her jaw, then leaned down to kiss her neck. "The way I what?" she murmured.

[assassinrue]

"...Do things.." She breathed and giggled, reaching out to pull him closer, her fingers still weak against his solid form.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Daemon grinned and pulled her off the counter, wrapping her legs around his hips. "Well, there are other things I know how to do as well," he said. He wasn't exactly serious; he didn't think Felicity was that kind of girl. Strangely, that mattered to him. He wasn't going to pressure her.

[assassinrue]

Felicity smiled coyly into his lips. "And what things are those?" She whispered.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

"Well..." Daemon trailed off and kissed her neck again. He nipped at the skin there and then kissed his way along her collar bone. "Things involving less clothing..."

[assassinrue]

Felicity reached for his shirt and slipped her fingers under the cloth until her finger tips were poised like claws on his abdomen, slowly she slid them up his torso, the shirt caught on her wrist rising with her movements. "Like that?"

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Daemon briefly let her go, her legs still wrapped around him, but only long enough to pull his shirt the rest of the way off. His torso was everything one would imagine, toned muscles with the ridges on his abdomen. "Like this," he growled. He caught the hem of her shirt and pushed it up, his warm hands sliding along her back.

[assassinrue]

Felicity gasped and froze, waiting to see what would happen, waiting to see what he would do.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Daemon paused and pulled back, meeting her eyes. "Tell me when you want me to stop," he said carefully.

[assassinrue]

Felicity nodded but didn't say anything, her hands clentching his arms.

(should we skip)

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

(Yeah. How far she gonna let him go?)

[assassinrue]

(farish not home run. If that makes sense lol. should he have stayed the night?)