Wey: ... -tackles Mir-

Mir: Hey you^^ *flips wey over her and turns over so that she's looking him in the eyes as he's on the ground*

Wey: -blinked at that and snorted, leaning up to give her a peck on the nose

Mir: *grins* one of these days, i may let you stay on top, but you'll have to earn it. *winks and stands, offering a hand up*

Wey: ... -tugged her back down and flipped them so he was on top, grinning and nuzzling against her- Mmm... But I like you on top.

Mir: *purrs and nips his ear* then let me fix that. *twists over and pines wey lightly to the ground*

Wey: -shivered at the n** to his ear and smirked, tail coming to run over her back- That's more like it.

Mir: *smiles and arches slightly at wey's tail* and what should i do with you now?

Wey: -rolled his shoulders, hands moving to hold onto her hips- I don't know.... I've been a good boy, don't you think?

Mir: *grins and leans down, nipping wey's ear again. the hilts of her knife glint quietly down her shirt, whispers* is that so...? *kisses lightly under his ear*

Wey: -let his brows furrow at that, biting down on his bottom lip as his hands tightened around her hips, ear flicking carefully before letting his fingers attemptt to get under her shirt, to feel the skin of her waist- It is... -turned his head so he was watching her, eyes trying not to move downward from her face-

Mir: *leans back up, hands on his chest, not moving his hands from her waist.* so what does this make us, mister single and liking it?

Wey: ....I don't know.... -watching her carefully, fingeres caressing her hips again as one hand moved to take off her glasses, putting them down beside him and then cupped her cheek- What should it make us? -arched a brow-

Mir: Well i wouldn't want to tie you down, unless you were into that sort of thing. *winks* But i think really... really good friends would be a place to start. *as she's speaking, she traces one finger down wey's chest.*

Wey: .... Mmm... good friends is a great place to start. -murmured softly, watching her, eyes flicking down for a moment-

Mir: *smirks slightly* you know, your eyes are quite stunning, too... *leans back down and kisses under his jaw line, alittle to the right of his neck*

Wey: -tilted his head to the kiss, sighing softly and then purred low, tail moving down her back, and then down her leg, one hand slipping to caress over her stomach- Are.... they? Mm...

Mir: Very much so... *purring softly, eyes closed at his touch. Leaning back up, ahe opens her eyes, looking into his, while slowly unbuttoning the top button of his shirt.*

Wey: -watching her again, his hands moving to slid her s**t up more, stroking one hand down her back, the other playing with the hem of her bottoms, leaning up to plant soft kisses along her neck- ...Mm... Friends with... specials hm?

Wey: -nibbled along her neck and tilted her head up for a peck on the lips, pushing her shirt up a bit further- Mm.. How far you wanna go?

Mir: *purrs softly* I think there are a few buttons in the way, but we should leave everything else there for now. *draws her nails lighty down the exposed part of wey's chest*

Wey: -groaned at that, nodding softly and sighed softly, acutally going to tug her shirt off over her head-
out of ideas 42 (2:05:37 AM): Mir: *unbuttoning the rest of his shirt, slightly breathless* There are buttons you know, unless you are having trouble thinking straight. *coyly* Do you need a little help dear?

Wey: -nodded a bit, grinning- Not everyday I get to do this..

Mir: *unbuttons her shirt from the bottom up, revealing the knife tucked in her bra. Winks and shrugs her shoulders a little, causing the shirt to slip of hre shoulders*
out of ideas 42 (2:10:15 AM): Mir: *teasing* this better?

Wey: -nodded a big, biting down on his lip and then sighed softly, a hand going to trace her shoulder, playing with the strap before going to retrieve the knife, putting it to the side- Much.
out of ideas 42 (2:14:04 AM): Mir: *giggles slightly* Not like i have anywhere else to put it. *runs hands up his chest* I don't exactly have any pockets. *kisses his neck*

Wey: -sighed at the kisses, hands looping around the back, teasing her bra, but just feeling the skin under it, tilting her head to look into her eye with a free hand- ... Kisses game?

Mir: *closing her eye's slightly at his teasing* sounds interesting...