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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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.

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"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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

He smiled and kissed the tip of her nose before he turned his attention to her hair, carefully taking out the first hairpin, fingers already searching for the next. He took them all out, including the small stick and let her hair cascade down over his hand, fingers combing through it and massaging her scalp softly as he watched her with dark eyes.

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Her eyes closed at the feel of his fingers in her hair. "You like it down, do you?" she asked softly.

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"Yes," he said quietly, dropping the pins hopefully on the coffeetable but his aim could have been off. His other hand slid into her hair as well now, fingers sliding through hair that he been held up for hours, massaging over her scalp and he didn't take his eyes off her, enjoying watching her too much.

"You're beautiful."

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"Thank you," Aly said softly, meeting his eyes. She smiled up at him and reached to touch his cheek. "It's the blonde, isn't it."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

He laughed and leaned in, kissing the spot between her eyebrows before slowly nuzzling her nose. "It does suit you," he agreed, his thumbs brushing behind her ears.

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Aly grinned up at him. "Eskimo kiss? Also, my friend, you just disregarded my fifth knife."

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Roy blinked, fingers sliding through her hair as if to double check. "I did?" he asked.

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"You did," she laughed, tilting her head into the touches.

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"Hmmmm," he shifted his weight to his other foot so he could look over her shoulder at the hairpins. "Seriously?"

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Aly grinned. "Sneaky."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"Huh," he said, now paying closer attention to the stick thingie. "Very."

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"Now you're sworn to secrecy," Aly told him seriously, eyes flashing with amusement.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

Roy grinned. "I feel honoured," he teased, turning his attention back to her intending to pick up where he left. Which was either playing with her hair or kissing. He decided on both as he leaned in, his fingers still stroking through her hair.

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"As you should," she said, leaning up to kiss him back.

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He grinned. "I try to," he whispered, one hand staying in her hair as the other brushed down her neck to her back.