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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[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

She lay the sash to the side and her hands came back to his chest to fiddle with the catches on his jacket. "If I promise to keep you warm?" Aly asked, shifting into his hands.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

Roy smiled, his thumb rubbing slowly over her hipbone as he watched her. "That could be interesting," he whispered, his voice low.

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"I'm always up for interesting," she teased, unfastening the jacket and sliding it back over his shoulders.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"I'll keep it in mind," he murmured.

He let his hands fall away so he could help her get the coat off. The shirt and trousers underneath were pretty much the same as those of his normal uniform, only the skirts seemed to be missing.

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

Aly put the coat to the side again too and let her hands smooth down over his hips. "Where are your skirts?" she asked. "Did you forget to put them on?"

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"Not skirts," he protested, leaning closer to her again and tilting his head for a kiss.

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

She made a soft noise as she leaned up to kiss him back. "They're skirts."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"Nah huh," he argued, because it was easier to say while trying not to stop kissing. His arms wrapped around her waist and he tried to take his gloves off behind her back.

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

See, now that felt strange and Aly had to break off the kiss to look behind her. "What are you doing?"

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

He was just in time to pull them off and tossed both gloves on top of his coat. "Nothing," he said innocently as he rested his hand on her bare skin.

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

She shivered at the feel of his hand. "I'm getting to like this dress too."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

Roy smiled as he stepped closer to her. "Strange, so am I," he whispered as he slowly traced a finger up her spine.

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

Aly looked up at him with darkened eyes. "That was from the dancing."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"Not just the dancing," he whispered, tilting his head down a little as he rested his hand between her shoulderblades.

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"Mmm? What else then?" she asked, taking another step back into the room and pulling him with her.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

His fingers gently stroked over her shoulders as his other hand settled on her waist once more. "It was a good evening," he told her softly, gently brushing his lips over hers again.

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"Thank you for asking me," Aly murmured, her hands on his shoulders like they were dancing again.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

He smiled and it was slightly strange knowing he wouldn't have asked anyone else. His lips found hers again, not quite able to get enough.

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

Aly purred into his mouth, teasing his lips open under hers. "Thank you anyway," she murmured.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"Welcome," he whispered, deepening the kiss as his fingers flexed against her back and on her waist. He stepped closer, bringing his body flush against hers.

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

Her breath was coming quickly and she could feel her chest pressing against him as her fingers dug into the back of his neck. The kissing was only getting better each time they did it. She wasn't sure how long that would last, but it was a good thing now.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

Roy was pretty confident that it would stay a good thing. He wondered vaguely if he was able to feel that knife she was hiding, but the thoughts quickly left him as he got caught up in the feel of her mouth against his, his tongue sliding over hers and he was for a moment forgetting how to breath.

His fingers slid over the back of his neck and to her hair, brushing gently over the hairline before he went looking for whatever was keeping it up.

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

She found her hands sliding down his shirt again, pausing for a moment at the buttons and Aly had to stop herself from starting to undo them. Her knees were almost weak, and she remembered that this was why kissing occurred while sitting down.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

His fingers brushed over one of her hairpins and he pulled back, his breath coming in fast as he held her eyes for a moment, silently asking if it was alright.

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

Aly took a breath and nodded, not trusting her voice.