Town and MCA - Late evening after the ball

[light_a_spark]

Roy was actually surprised when Aly and he left the winter themed ball only to find snow slowly falling down from the dark sky. It seemed to be instantly melting on the ground, but it was still chilly and he grinned at Aly.

"Think we jinxed the weather?" he asked, buttoning up his trench coat.

((For Aly. No, really. Contain your shock.))

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[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

He laughed, his other hand lightly touching her knee. "You are to me," he said softly.

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

She leaned forward again to press a quick kiss to his lips. "Flatterer."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"Of course," he smirked and glanced down at Ow for an instant before he leaned forward to rest his forehead against hers.

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

Her hand reached up to rest against his neck. "We're sitting here in the hallway," she pointed out. "Want to come farther in?"

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

He nodded, his finger stroking above her knee. "Do you think I need to pick you up again so Ow can't maul your dress?"

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"Keep that up and you'll find a knife," she teased. "Or I could change."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"I could help you find a knife while you change," he offered, eye glinting with mischief and yes, he was picturing it.

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

Aly smirked at him. "If I'm changing, it won't be very hard now, will it."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"Perhaps we can work something out," Roy suggested, holding her eyes.

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"Depends on if you can tell me where all the knives are hidden," she teased, her gaze still holding his.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"Now?" he asked softly, his hand sliding further up her outer thigh.

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

Aly caught her breath, dividing her gaze between him and his hand

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

He shifted forward, eyes holding hers purposefully before he let his gaze move down. "There isn't one at your back," he said quietly as if he'd thought this all over and he possibly had.

"One at her your chest," he guessed. "Doesn't seem very comfortable." His hand moved down towards her knee again. "Four at your legs, sounds like too much. I'm missing something."

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"Plenty comfortable for me," Aly pointed out in a low voice. "No one said they had to be big knives." Her hand reached up to brush his hair off his face."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"Maybe I should do something wrong," he murmured. "Have you pull a knife on me and find out."

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"That'd be one way," she teased, her fingers tracing down around his ear. "But I'd just pull the one you already know about."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"I might just want to see you do it," he grinned, his head tilting into her hand and they still hadn't moved.

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"You're just into me for my knives," Aly teased, leaning in towards him again.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"Cherry on top," he whispered, pressing a kiss to her cheek before he pulled back to stand up and pull her along.

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

She grinned and stood up easily. "What's the whipped cream?"

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

He smiled and stepped closer to her. "Your legs. Definitely your legs," he decided.

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

She hooked her leg around his calf and pulled him closer. "You don't say."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"I do," he whispered, arms sliding around her as he pressed close, enjoying the feel of her wrapped around him like this. He leaned his head down and softly kissed her shoulder.

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

Aly caught her breath at the kiss and leaned her head into his. "What's the chocolate sauce then?"

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

He smiled against her skin. "You're blonde," he whispered, turning his head to kiss the base of her throat.