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[best_thief]

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Lila's mouth, already parted when he breaks their kiss, curves into an absent smile, chest shallowly heaving from how breathless he's already made her. "Shh, don't worry," she croons into his ear, "keep close to me. It's dark, no one will see. No one is looking." She moves her hand the way she had her hips in the park, palm cupped, possessively stroking. This is different than before. Sitting on him she'd only been able to feel a hint, but now her hand knows the shape of him, the size.

"But maybe you like that," she continues. "Shall I fetch Sirius to watch?"

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[best_thief]

Lila shivers and her hand stills for a moment as she stares at Kell's shoulder and tries to imagine it. The act of it is in abstracts, but she wants it. She wants him to touch her, she thinks she even wants him inside her. But not here.

"Take me back to your room and let me finish you there," she tells him in way of an answer, dragging her hand away from his cock and sliding it underneath his shirt. "Then we'll see what happens."

[bloodandflowers]

The absence of her hand is an agony, but with that image before him, of taking Lila to his rooms, of her hands on him, of her own body perhaps open to him at last, Kell finds the strength to pull back. Catching her hand, Kell pulls them through the crowd, halting movement here and there with quick commands of bone so that they move faster, arriving in the washroom in moments.

Kell strides to the back stall where his bloodied symbol still remains. "As Tascen," he commands and steps through, pulling Lila with him.

[best_thief]

Kell doesn't even say anything, he simply leads her through the crowd and into the washroom like he's on a mission. She hides a smile, wondering if it's because she didn't bring him to release. Maybe with privacy and more time she can tease him to the edge, see how desperate he'll get.

She follows him through the door. The sudden quiet is so abrupt she's nearly afraid to speak in the middle of it all. It gives her pause, what they're doing, just the two of them. Alone. For a moment she feels out of her depth, and that's a feeling she doesn't like.

"Have you ever been with anyone?" she asks, letting go of his hand.

[bloodandflowers]

Kell turns, his hand suddenly unbearably empty as she pulls away. "Yes," he answers, stepping close, but slowly, for he doesn't like the look on her face. The silence in the room is almost oppressive after the club, and while normally Kell would welcome it, its absence feels strange. "Rhy was insistent I lose my innocence at first opportunity."

Tentatively, Kell reaches for her cheek. "Have you?"

[best_thief]

"Yes," Lila says immediately, lying because she can't stand the idea of being on unequal footing with Kell on such a thing. She lets him reach for her and doesn't move away. She does want him to touch her, even if he looks at her too tenderly sometimes.

"What was it like? A woman, or a man?" she asks, warming back up to what they'd been doing, even if it's just the low simmer of anger moving her forward. She pushes both hands under his shirt, rucking it up, and this time she grabs the sides and pulls, ripping it open the way she wanted to at the club with a wicked smile.

[bloodandflowers]

"Fast," Kell answers, looking down at the tatters of his shirt with wide eyes. "And a woman." Even though it's not as he imagined, Kell covers Lila's hand with his own, pressing it to his bare skin. The simple touch feels better than it has any right to.

"Yourself?"

[best_thief]

"Disappointing," Lila says, because that's how she's always imagined it would be. She touches his chest with both hands, exploring his pale, smooth skin, and brings his hand to her mouth to kiss his knuckle, keeping her eyes on his.

She turns his hand in hers, so she's controlling its movement, and presses his palm to her breast over her tank top. The contact, even over cloth, makes her breath catch in her throat.

"Most men are."

[bloodandflowers]

Lila's body is slight, her breast small but warm against Kell's hand. He cups it, watching her real eye darken as he finds her nipple with his thumb and presses lightly. "I will try not to be like them," he promises.

His cock is still an ache between his legs, but it is easy for him to ignore when he sinks to his knees. "Let me make you feel good, Lila," he says, rubbing his cheek against her thigh as he looks up at her. "I want to."

[best_thief]

It feels too good, and she almost begs for him to return his hand when he moves it away. He doesn't just move away, he lowers to the floor, subjugating himself, and damn if the position doesn't do it for her.

"But I haven't finished you," she tells him, her smile slowly returning. A smirk, sharp at the edges. She runs her fingers through his hair. "Or maybe you should take me to your bed so I can have you properly. Not in my hand."

[bloodandflowers]

Kell closes his eyes, unable to entirely suppress the shudder that passes through him for the thought. "Whatever you want," he says, opening his eyes, the blue one nearly as dark as the other. He longs to taste her, but Kell's want for her is such that he would give her anything, deny her nothing, and he rises unsteadily to his feet.

Kell takes her hand. "What will you have of me, Lila?"

[best_thief]

Why must he always do that? Hold her hand, touch her so gently, filling her chest with an unwelcome warmth. She tries to keep control over her expression, and steps close, freeing her hand of his to push his shirt off his shoulders.

"I want you to take your clothes off, and then mine, and then I want you inside me," she says, reaching lower to unfasten his pants, to rid him of them so she can finally see.

[bloodandflowers]

The command is as bold and unadorned as Lila herself, and Kell replaces her hands with his own, drawing his pants down his thighs. The briefs he wears beneath them are tight and gray, still wet from the work of her hand in the club, and Kell hesitates only a moment before he pulls them down as well. When he straightens, he is fully nude, standing before her with an almost shy set to his mouth.

"Will you let me undress you in the bed?" he asks her.

[best_thief]

Lila's gaze travels from Kell's mismatched eyes to the brand on his chest, down his lithe, lightly muscled body, and stops at his cock. It's hard, curving pleasantly toward his body, the head of it a dusky color.

"If that's what you like," she tells him, too distracted by the sight of his body to protest getting it done with here and now. It's disturbing how much she wants to touch him, but she doesn't give in, moving instead to the bed. She sits on the edge, still fully dressed. "Are you going to unlace my boots as well?"

[bloodandflowers]

Kell smiles. "If you like." Returning to his knees, Kell undoes the laces of Lila's left boot, holding her ankle with gentle pressure so he can pull the leather away. He kisses the sharp jut of her ankle bone and moves to the other boot, giving it the same treatment. Still kneeling, Kell rises up as far as he is able, looking hungrily between Lila's pants and the bra she'd danced in.

Lifting his chin, Kell presses a kiss to her nipple, sucking at the nub through the cotton until he feels it peak. It's good, but bare flesh would be better, and with a last look at Lila Kell pushes the fabric up and away, afixing his mouth to the same spot with a sigh.

[best_thief]

The way Kell removes her boots and kisses her ankles is princely, but the way he looks up at her is anything but. She's transfixed by the desire she sees there, wondering what could have possibly caused it.

And then his mouth it on her over her shirt, and her own mouth drops open. "W-what--" The sensation of it is enough to make her stomach twist. And then, just as sudden, his mouth is on her without a barrier, skin to skin, and she lets out a tiny, embarrassing whimper. "Oh, fuck," she breathes, heat rising to her cheeks.

[bloodandflowers]

Whatever her experience, Lila reacts to the sensation like an innocent, and Kell's blood races to think that he's given her such pleasure. He drags his tongue against her nipple, swiping the flat of it beneath the curve of her breast before he moves to the other, breathing hotly down on it before his lips close over it, too, sucking with pressure meant to give the faintest sting. Flushed with it, Kell lifts his head, smiling as he urges her bra the rest of the way up and over her head.

[best_thief]

Oh god, it gets better, and then Kell sucks with an intensity that pulls a strange, small cry from Lila. She's never felt anything like what he's doing, and she's never heard such a noise come from her own mouth. She almost wants to smack him for causing it, but then he'd stop and that would be even worse.

He rids her of her top and her hands find his hair, urging his mouth to return, tipping back against the mattress and bringing him with her. "Keep doing that," she says, trying to make it sound demanding instead of a plea.

[bloodandflowers]

Lila pulls him on top of her, and Kell curls around her, his efforts doubled now that he's discovered how much she enjoys it. His blood is afire with the little noises that she makes each time his tongue flicks, and Kell slides a hand between their bodies, cupping her sex through her pants. He moves his fingers with gentle pressure, waiting to feel that first bloom of wet before he does more.

[best_thief]

Lila's moan is a continuous thing that only gets louder when she Kell's hand moves between her thighs. She doesn't know much about this sort of thing, but she instinctively lifts her hips, trying to rut against his fingers. She aches there, all over. Her fingers tighten in his hair as she pushes back with her shoulders in offering, wanting his mouth to suck, not simply tease.

Everything he's doing feels like a tease.

"Take my pants off," she tells him, moving restlessly beneath him.

[bloodandflowers]

Kell lifts his head, his mouth pink and swollen from his efforts, but it stretches wide into a grin. Kell rises up to kiss her as his fingers make quick work of the fastening of her trousers. When they come open in his hands, he kisses his way down her body, wet kisses at the hollow of her throat, her breasts, the thin skin of her sides, and as Kell pulls her pants down her thighs those kisses continue.

When the removal of her pants reveals a pair of black cotton underwear, Kell reaches for his usual patience and finds none, pulling them immediately down as well. He settles between her legs, pressing a kiss to her inner thigh, but the scent of her is too tantalizing. He wants to bury his face in the wet heat so near to him, wants to make her scream with it. Parting her with his hands, Kell licks where she is wettest, moaning as the taste of her explodes against his tongue.

[best_thief]

Lila blushes at Kell's smile, a different sort of blushing than he has her doing from his hands and mouth. But she barely has a moment to think on it before his lips are moving down his body, making her squirm when they reach her waist, and then freeze up when his lips trail along her thighs. With her underwear off his breath is warm, and fuck if whatever she's made of down there doesn't throb. She didn't even know that was possible.

And then. And then.

"N-no-- what--"

Lila curses, a long string of expletives, and nearly kicks him, grabbing blindly at the sheets beneath her.

[bloodandflowers]

Lila's body moves against him, jerking first away and then undeniably toward his mouth, but through the roar of his blood Kell hears a distinct no. Summoning all his considerable will, Kell lifts his head, his chin wet as he rests it against her thigh.

"Shall I stop?" he asks, trying not to tighten his fingers around her.

[best_thief]

Lila whimpers at the loss of Kell's warm, perfect mouth. She meets his gaze when he lifts his face from between her legs and glares at him and the casual way he taunts her. "Don't you dare," she says at a near growl, and then realizes that maybe she can't scare him into continuing something like this. She swallows, shifting and splaying her legs a little wider, toes curling into the blankets. "Please?"

[bloodandflowers]

Kell smiles, not sure if he's ever heard her say please before, and kisses her thigh. But her legs are open, inviting him in, and Kell doesn't resist for the sake of teasing her. He leans in, pulling her legs over his shoulders so he can be as close as he needs. Closing his eyes, Kell lets himself enjoy this - the heat and slick of her, the flex and tremble of her legs against his back, the toes he can feel curling against his skin when he finds her clit and laps at it with growing pressure.

[best_thief]

Lila has to keep from locking Kell between her thighs and keeping him there forever. She isn't sure she'll ever want to leave his bed with how good this feels, which is a thought she promptly ignores, especially when Kell manages to look euphoric even with his eyes closed. Like he's enjoying this as much as she is, which has to be impossible. His tongue is persistent, sending sparks up her body, tipping her toward the edge of something. Almost, she thinks. Almost what? It becomes so intense that she can't keep quiet, letting out embarrassing cries, sounds she doesn't even let escape when she's been hurt. She grabs a pillow to put over her face to try and muffle the noise, to not look at what Kell's doing because it's too good, it's too much.