Thinking of You (Continued) - Creator's Workshop

She couldn't help but laugh a little.
"You're right, it's not quite snuggling material, but I'm sure I can find something more appropriate" the blond winked at him, throwing a sideways glance up at a street sign before realizing that they were actually just around the corner from the apartment. "Any preferences?" she smiled back at him as bright blue eyes returned to linger on him.

He looked thoughtful. "Do you have Wuthering Heights?"

She did a quick mental check.
"I do actually" the blond smiled. "1939 version or 1992 version?" Teddy said with a tilt of her head.

He smiled. "'92. Juliette Binoche does a great job as Cathy."

"She does" Teddy smiled at him as they walked the last bit to the workshop, the blond still walking backwards as she lead him through the door to the backyard so they could enter from the private entrance rather than through the store front.

Really, curling up on the bed to watch a movie with him sounded perfect. Or well, possibly watch a movie with him. Honestly, it didn't matter much as long as he'd hold her, as long as she got to be close. The Regency elevator hadn't really been a place for cuddling.

He smiled. "It's also a nice, relaxing movie."

She lead him upstairs, unlocking the apartment door and holding it open for him before closing it and kicking her shoes off.
"Can I get you anything?" the blond asked, already moving towards the kitchen.

He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to him as she kicked off her shoes. In moments, she was captured in a deep, intense kiss that lasted for a good while. Obviously, she could get him... herself.

Oh, that was.... She closed her eyes with a muffled moan as he pulled her in and pressed his lips to hers. The blond returning the caress with soft lips as she moved her arms around him and let her fingers close in his hair.
Oh, that was good...

He moaned against her lips, into her kiss, but he didn't let go. Not even when the kiss ended. He pulled away from her lips, a slight smile on her face. "Been wanting to do that for an hour."

Good thing he was holding her because her knees suddenly felt weak all over again. So much in fact she needed a moment to draw her breath and focus on actually keep standing.
But trying to figure out what to say?

"More...?" it was really all she could think of.

His face broke out into a broad grin. She was so beautiful when she smiled like that, so wonderful, that his answer? Well, that was to pull her close and cover her mouth with his again. His lips warm and soft were moving against hers, his tongue brushing lightly over her lip as he closed his eyes to better enjoy the feel of her.

It drew a soft gasp from her when he did that, her cheeks flushing with heat as she leaned into his embrace, savouring the feel of his lips and his tongue and softly returning the caress with a heated passion.

Truly, he was like a drug.. and the more he gave her the more she wanted.

Teddy let her fingers close in his hair, a little tighter, almost as if afraid he might pull back if she didn't continue to keep him close. Moaning softly again as her lips moved against his time and time again.

He didn't mind. He didn't want her to let go. Not now, not ever. And it showed on his face, in the way he looked at her, in the way his arms drew her close to him. Again, his mouth met hers in a gentle kiss, this time letting the embrace linger, his body heating up as he pressed his lips to hers. He was naturally warm, but he was moving from warm to hot, the fingers of his free hand sliding under her shirt to move against her bare flesh. "Want you... again..."

Her lips parted, even if they lingered close to his, a soft heat to her cheeks as she drew her breath and savoured the feel of his hands on her. And when he said he wanted her...
"So take me..." the blond smiled against his lips. "I love it when you do..."

He started walking her backward, back toward the bed in the little apartment. "Mmm... don't want to do anything to upset you."

"And what..." she whispered as she moved with him. "Is it you want... that you think could upset me?" the blond sighed against his lips with a warm blush to her cheeks. "It feels so good being wanted by you..."

He laughed softly. "Many things... though the one that comes to mind is not even asking you if you're okay with me just bending you over the bed... fucking you hard and taking my pleasure from you."

The little sound escaping her ended up as little more than a half choked whimper that got caught in her throat. Her lips parting and closing a couple of times before she managed to speak. Her voice pitched low, saturated by the desire he could incite in her.
"If you want me that much... then do it.."

He looked into her eyes. Searching them, as though to actually judge her sincerity. Either he liked what he saw or he decided he didn't care, because she was almost instantly picked up, being tossed effortlessly onto the bed so that he could move and cover her. And damn he was fast when he moved, as she had barely managed to land before he was covering her body with his.

She would hope that he liked what he saw, because she'd told the truth when she'd said she loved his passion. A smile spreading across her lips when she was tossed onto the bed, bright blue eyes locking with his as he moved. And God he moved fast. So fast in fact she was trapped beneath him before she could really react.
It caused another rush of heat to grace her cheeks, her lips slightly parted, staring up at him and losing herself in his eyes. There really could be no doubt as to what he made her feel.

He covered her body with the heat of his. Pressing her down into the bed, his mouth coming to hungrily take hers again. Kissing her, his hands already busy and moving over her, up her sides and under her shirt so that he could feel the bare flesh of her against his warm hands.

He wasn't the only one's whose hands were wandering, the blond's fingers tugging at his shirts so she could ease her hands in under the fabric and run them along the scarred surface of his back. Just the soft touch if her palms and fingers before lightly dragging her nails down his back and the flanks of his body as her voice moaned into the kiss. His heat matched by her own desire as her body tried to squirm and arch under him, only to find itself trapped, unable to do much but press against him while taking his caress, drinking it up really as if a drug she couldn't get enough from. The sensation of his hands, his lips and his own body pinning hers, enough to send a shivers rushing through her.

He was careful as he covered her. Not putting his weight on her, other than to pin her beneath him to the bed, his mouth on hers. Almost impatiently, he dragged his shirts over his back, up and over his head. Off, so that he could toss them onto the floor beside the bed. He growled when her nails found him, arching his back so he could feel her just a little better. Just a little more. She was trembling, and it drove him, his hands sliding back over her to tug at her clothing, to free her from the offending garments that just got in his way.

Good thing she didn't really have all that much on then. The top was easy enough to get off, the blond's body moving to help him slide the fabric off of her before lifting her hip so that he could get to the miniskirt and the panties. Though her lips? Her lips found his again as soon as her top was off, her arms moving around him again to hold him close and to drag her nails across his back the way he loved so much. Because his reactions to that touch were so sweet.. so intoxicating to her, as she breathed heavily against his lips and whimpered again.