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[nobasisinfact]

I'm afraid you'll have to keep trying if that's your actual goal.

[Try being as much an ass as Richard when he's kissing you Alex, go on, try.]

[11calls]

[see. Richard cheats. Cheating now. That said, Alex just laughs softly.]

I wouldn't try so hard if you didn't react so adorably about it when I bring it up, Richard.

[nobasisinfact]

[It's not cleating when it's what she was aiming for before he started being an ass.]

Adorable?

[He laughs against her neck.]

Not a description I've ever heard before.

[11calls]

[Alex is just going to beam at him, and card her fingers through his hair.]

Well, maybe not one that you've heard before, but definitely one that I've said before, Richard.

[nobasisinfact]

[That makes him smirk against her neck before offering a kiss.]

Apparently, I wasn't off-putting enough.

[11calls]

Or...

[Alex said, drawing the word out with a smirk that was audible.]

I happen to find off-puttingness adorable.

[nobasisinfact]

More poor taste.

[Hey look, a door.]

[11calls]

Well, maybe you'll think I'll have better taste if I'm wearing lingerie while I'm at it.

[Yes good, a door that Alex is going to kick shut behind them.]

[nobasisinfact]

Your state of dress has nothing to do with your taste in men.

[Speaking of dressed ...]

[11calls]

You know, you'd think that you wouldn't complain about my taste in men so much, Dr. Strand.

[Hey, she's got a hand on his tie already, let her help you with that, Richard.]

[nobasisinfact]

Someone needs to remind you what a poor partner I am.

[Be his guest. That shirt looks uncharacteristically warm for this weather. He'll just, remove it.]

[11calls]

And yet... [Alex just says, between kisses and tugging on his suitcoat.]

Here we are.

[nobasisinfact]

Because you never listen.

[He'll just punctuate that with another kiss.]

[11calls]

You should still be glad of it, my Richard.

[And she's just going to kiss his neck before she whispered:]

And where would we be without one another?

[nobasisinfact]

[There are answers to that. Answers she doesn't want to know that have her in a much happier place, but he knows she doesn't want to hear that, so he just kisses her instead.]

[11calls]

[Alex just kisses him back, molding herself to him as her hand slides between them to start on his buttons, and then she pulls back just a bit to whisper, her eyes locked on his.]

There's nowhere else I'd rather be, Richard. I love you, and no matter what happens, I'd still always chose this.

[And then she just kisses him again, because she knows he loves her and she doesn't need him to say it back.]

[nobasisinfact]

[He kisses back, only this time the kiss has less libido in it and more of his heart. More of that phrase he's only said once while he was half asleep. Pulling back, he rests his forehead against hers, eyes closed. as he brushes her hair.]

I know.

[Kissing her again he adds a slight rib between them.]

But it's still a poor choice.

[11calls]

[Alex just closes her eyes for a moment, smiling into the kiss as she feels it change, and her arms wrap around his neck, just holding onto him before she laughs once more against his lips.]

Good. But it's mine.

[nobasisinfact]

[He kisses her again, and between kisses adds.]

See, poor taste.

[11calls]

[He's not the only one who can tease between kisses, only Alex is dotting them along his neck.]

Poor taste is the new good taste, my love.

[nobasisinfact]

Poor taste will always be poor taste.


[He'll be unbuttoning her shirt now.]

[11calls]

And yet, here you are, taking my shirt off.

[The words are a smirk against his neck again.]

Maybe taste doesn't matter in the slightest.

[She's just going to use his shirt to tug him closer to the bed.]

[nobasisinfact]

If you say love conquers all I will put your shirt back on.

[He sounds entertained as he lets her pull him to the bed.]

[11calls]

[Okay, that just makes her crack up so much, she can't even remember what she was doing other than giggling.]

[nobasisinfact]

[Hey, he thought it was a pretty effective threat.

Now that she's killed the mood better than he did earlier he's going to sit on the bed, half dressed, and pull her into his arms, hiding his own smirk by keeping her back to him.]

Finished?

[His own amusement still shows through his voice in a slight laugh despite his trying not to.]