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 Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2010 11:30 pm
"Mm," Nadja agreed, while her fingers slowly worked through his hair. "And a meeting in fifteen minutes." It was forty-five, actually, but she'd need a half hour to get down to the labs and prepare.
She didn't seem particularly inclined to move, though.
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Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2010 11:35 pm
Seth's eyelids drooped slightly as he sighed. He had work to do as well, but it didn't seem nearly as appealing at the moment. He was quite content where he was right now, especially before they had been so rudely interrupted.
"Is it really that important?" he asked, although he already knew the answer. They were both dedicated to their work.
A hand lightly caressed Nadja's back, as if trying to convince her to stay.
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Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2010 11:51 pm
Nadja didn't answer for a moment, only wrapped her arm further around him. Then her shoulders rose and fell with an exhalation. "It's all staff," she murmured. That meant yes.
She tilted her head up to look at him while she traced his temple and the curve of his cheek. After a moment the corner of her mouth deepened in a small, thoughtful sort of half-smile.
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Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2010 11:57 pm
Seth heaved another sigh, but gave her a sly smirk. "Then I expect to make up for it this evening." Oh how long this day was going to be. It would likely be torture, waiting for the hours to go by. He would have to keep himself extra busy.
However, the thoughtful look she gave him caused his brows to raise. "What?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 4:45 pm
"H'm." It turned into a highly ambiguous smirk. Amused, yes. Agreeing? Maybe.
The question got a pause for thought. Then: "You know," the redhead mused, curling her fingers back on themselves, "the more people who know, the more professional I have to be."
Not now, obviously. But later.
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 5:11 pm
There was a few moments of silence as Seth mulled her words over, deciding if he liked the idea or not. On one hand, he didn't like his private life being made public, and the fact that there was a Pokemon who mirrored his emotions complicated this. Yet at the same time, he didn't really care what people thought. Let them know, it wouldn't change anything.
Nadja's smirk was mirrored on his own features. "Hm, I suppose the same would have to go for me as well. Its a small price to pay."
There was little choice in the matter if they wished to pursue this, and in Team Rocket, having a non-professional relationship was near impossible since you lived in your workplace.
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Posted: Mon Nov 29, 2010 9:50 pm
"For this?" There was little choice at all. If the answer to 'Will it affect your work?' ever became 'yes,' that would be the end of it. Relinquishing the authority commanded by a professional exterior had never been an option. Having both, though, as long as possible.. "Yes."
"Until then.." Nadja found the center line of his back and traced it, pulling away enough to study his face without neck strain. "..make the most of it." Her little smirk was clear enough - what are you waiting for?
The feeling of sunlit solitude began to return, but morning was moving on. The light from the window was gaining more of the harsh translucence of noon as they stood in the austere surroundings of his office, making them more like a workplace every minute.
She'd be gone soon - but not yet.
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Posted: Tue Nov 30, 2010 6:00 pm
He preferred it like this anyway. Seth never was one for public displays of affection. Such moments were better spent behind closed doors. In public, it would be all business, just as usual.
The invitation drew another grin. He didn't have to be told twice. He knew a few ways to make the most of their remaining time.
The morons in the lab were quickly forgotten as his arms securely wrapped themselves around Nadja's torso, pulling her against him. In the next moment he backed her up against the oaken desk, the passion reigniting as their lips made contact once again.
There was no doubt that these last few minutes would be pleasant ones.
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