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 Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 1:22 pm
It was some later, if the angle of light spilling through the curtains was any indication. The content's of Wash's desk now littered the floor, books and documents strewn in a haphazard pile.
Sasha, he decided, looked much better atop it than those lousy bookends anyway.
He leaned against it, arching over her and catching his breath for a moment before finally speaking. "We should...prob'ly pack. Maybe check the labs. See if there's anything else we can bring along."
He hefted her leg experimentally, pushing it up at an extreme angle. "Now stay jus' like that..."
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 1:34 pm
Approximately forty-five minutes later, give or take an hour, Sasha was still catching her breath after having learned exactly how acrobatic Mr. Washington Becker was.
He was very acrobatic.
After abusing the narrow windowsill they'd taken to the floor once more, and the curtain rod had been pulled from its anchor. The hazy light of early evening was muted from the pale fall of curtains that shrouded their nude bodies.
Well. Nearly nude. Sasha still had her shoes on.
"I still haven't gotten permission to take anyone with me just yet," Sasha curled backwards against him, pressing her hips firmly against his, "so I still need to get permission regarding that."
She lifted her leg to twine over his, and without words showed Wash exactly where she wanted him to be.
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 1:49 pm
Wash was on a mission.
This was intrinsically related to the position he found himself on the bed. The covers had been tossed aside to join the curtains.
Sasha, however, was still wearing her shoes.
"Maybe they'll have somethin' about them knights in the library," he suggested, a calculating look crossing his features.
He knelt, silding her up into his lap with a rough jerk. He pulled her head back with a fist in her hair, and whispered something into her lips before kissing her deeply.
"I was never good at that Dewey Decimal s**t."
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 2:15 pm
Sasha knew that talking to the doctor might reveal a great many things, but she didn't want to breach the topic with Wash. Not now. Not when their bodies were so starved for one another, not when they were so ravenous, so insatiable.
Sasha stood pressed to the wall, one leg lifted to impossible heights while supported by the top of Wash's desk. She glanced over her shoulder at him, eyes heavy-lidded and lips swollen.
"The library would be an ideal place to start," Sasha purred at Wash with an inviting gaze.
"We should start researching," her mouth said, while her eyes and body begged for him to come closer.
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 2:24 pm
A dull, red glow was all that was left of the now-setting sun, and Wash pulled back from their research.
It took him a few moments to remember how to use his words.
"Jesus, Mary 'an Joseph," he groaned. Staying on topic was an enormous chore, and at the moment he wasn't feeling very up to the task. He grabbed her by the thighs and lifted pinning her to the wall.
"I had a couple o' ideas I wanted to check out," he growled hoarsely.
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 2:50 pm
Sasha wasn't even sure what time it was when they surfaced next, and she didn't really care. She also probably wasn't going to be able to walk properly for a few days, especially without the regenerative power of her weapon.
"I never knew you were so inventive," she panted softly, pushing him down onto the nearest flat surface. The bookcase sufficed - was that the bookcase? - and as she slid her hands across his chest, she spent the next countless moments giving new meaning to the word 'lip service'.
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 4:12 pm
After a while, they traded places, him kneeling in front of her on the floor, sitting in between her knees.
"I'm from th' dirty South, babydoll," Wash intoned, grazing her thigh with his teeth.
He leaned in to give her a very different kind of kiss.
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 7:37 pm
It had gotten to the point where Sasha didn't even have to ask for what she wanted. Through acts and gestures of her own, Wash seemed to know exactly what she craved.
"I read in a book," she gasped as she rearranged herself, "that this is illegal," a loud gasp, a soft groan, "in --"
The thought was never finished.
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 7:49 pm
It was convenient that Sasha was such a deceptively small woman, Wash reflected. He hefted her in a vaguely outlandish positon, their combined sweat shimmering in the half-light.
"This," he panted, "Hunter stamina thing, is re-god-damn-"
He settled for finishing the sentence with body language.
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 9:15 pm
There was a moment where Sasha was half-on and half-off the current surface of choice and she found herself thinking about the real topic at hand.
The mission.
No, not really.
Wash's shoulders were littered with scratches, and Sasha added a few more to the collection before she showed him in no uncertain terms exactly how she felt about his stamina thing.
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 9:18 pm
Wash resurfaced eventually.
It was dark outside now.
He planted a gentle kiss on Sasha's forehead, and it left a small, bloody imprint. When had she bit his lip? He had lost track at some point.
"Missed you."
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Posted: Thu Jun 06, 2013 11:21 am
Sasha let out a soft sound, part growl, part purr.
"I missed you more."
How was it possible to need someone so desperately that there was an ache when she was away from him?
Everything was sore, but it'd been worth it. Sasha kissed his chin.
"I love you, Mr. Becker."
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Posted: Thu Jun 06, 2013 7:41 pm
Wash smiled gently, and with a hand buried in her hair angled her lips up toward his.
"An' I love you, Miss Belrose," he rumbled, kissing her deeply.
He could spend the rest of forever like this.
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