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Tweak says, "Llama llama DUCK."

Neal Caffrey (classicratpack) wrote,
@ 2011-09-05 22:27:00

After Peter and Elizabeth had been dropped off, Neal and BB went back to the Bellagio. Neal was starting to ache, and was undoing his suit jacket even as he walked in the door. "That was some night," he said, closing the door and locking it behind BB. He followed her back to the (huge) bedroom before taking off his jacket and starting to undo his suspenders. "It worked out great." He'd been wanting to be alone with her for a while, though, and now that he was, he felt just a little nervous. It was weird.

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folleconnasse
2011-09-06 03:34 am UTC (link)

"It did. I know Elizabeth and I made some friends for life, and I think Peter helped some people. Per usual, of course." She smiled at him as he walked with her, reaching out and squeezing his hand before undoing her corset. She carefully put it back into her suitcase, stripping out of and putting away her skirt next.

Wincing, she started to peel off the pasties, yelping loudly in pain and then laughing. "Merde," she yelped.

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	classicratpack 2011-09-06 03:39 am UTC (link)
	Okay, Neal couldn't help but laugh, starting to undo his shirt. "You all right?" He imagined they hurt, but didn't imagine they'd hurt that much. He wrapped an arm around her, kissing her forehead. "The things you do for your art." (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-09-06 03:43 am UTC (link)
	She giggled along with him, pouting out her lower lip in a ploy to garner sympathy. "And to take eight hundred bucks in tips." She winked at him, taking off the second one. Managing to do it with a slight hiss, she tossed the glittered heart toward a trashcan. "And I'm sure you don't find it art, per se." (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-09-06 03:49 am UTC (link)
	"It is nice to look at?" He wrapped his other arm around her, smiling a little bit more. "C'mon, you did a lot of heavy lifting today. I was going to rub out your back once you got out of those clothes." It was true, he thought rubbing out her shoulders might help her physically relax, but he also knew that it tended to get a fair percentage of women in the mood. (Reply to this)

folleconnasse
2011-09-06 03:52 am UTC (link)

"I'm glad you think so. The point is for it to be pretty, I suppose." She smiled at him, flopping on the bed in her garters and stockings. When he looked at her legs after the silk was removed from them the blossoming bruises there, the blues and greys and mottled yellows on her inner and outer thighs. They were from the tissue performance mostly - the death drop she did was hell on her skin - but they'd go away soon because of her Spiran genes. She healed faster than anyone she knew that didn't have some sort of healing powers. Sometimes she wondered if Sadako hadn't given her fast healing somehow.

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	classicratpack 2011-09-06 03:57 am UTC (link)
	Neal wouldn't have cared; everyone appreciated a back rub. He knelt on the mattress behind her, kissing the base of her neck before starting to work out the knots. She did have a few that he could feel, and he took his time, figuring slow and firm would work better than just beating the hell out of them. (Reply to this)

folleconnasse
2011-09-06 04:00 am UTC (link)

Purring loudly in the back of her throat, BB melted into his touch. After a moment she melted forward onto her stomach, sighing loudly. "You're too good to me. ... Tracie kissed me. It was kind of by surprise, and really weird, but she thinks she likes girls. So I let her do it again after that, just so she could see. She's pretty sure she's a lesbian." Her face and chest flushed red from embarrassment.

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	classicratpack 2011-09-06 04:07 am UTC (link)
	"Really?" Neal wasn't surprised. A lot of strippers were lesbians, or at the very least, man-phobic. "Well, it's probably good that she figures that out. Do you carry everything in your left shoulder?" There was a knot the size of a quarter near the base of her neck. BB looked awkward, though, even embarrassed. "Something wrong?" (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-09-06 04:11 am UTC (link)
	"It was good for her, I think. And usually, yes. I'm ambidextrous, but I tend to lead on stunts with my left, so it does most of the work." She groaned when he found that knot, curling her toes. "I - I kissed someone who wasn't you. I didn't want you to be upset." BB could barely get out the words without a tremor, and she bit her lip. (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-09-06 04:20 am UTC (link)
	It would take a lot more than that to scare him off her, or offend him. "In case you haven't noticed," Neal said gently as he worked that knot, "I like to flirt. It just kind of happens." He didn't expect her to kiss many other people, but he'd never been one of those men who demanded fidelity bordering on the fanatical. (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-09-06 04:25 am UTC (link)
	"I didn't want to kiss her, though, I just - " She buried her head into the mattress. "I like you. I don't want you to think I don't - " BB laughed nervously, shaking her head. "She sort of jumped me at first, and then the second time was more like how kissing El was. Awkward and laughable. I'm with you. I'm for yo - lower, fuck, right there." (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-09-06 04:34 am UTC (link)
	Neal obeyed, gritting his teeth a little as he pushed as hard as he dared on the knot. "Don't worry, Brier. I know how things are." He smiled when he felt something move in her shoulder. (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-09-06 04:37 am UTC (link)
	"It's just so ... I was scared. You turned down that foursome, and then you - " He called you his girlfriend, and some girl kissed you and put that in jeopardy because you're obviously stupidly in love with him. Lucky for BB, he managed to make her knot melt a bit, and she couldn't help but pitch face forward into the mattress, groaning loudly. "You could make money at this." (Reply to this)

classicratpack
2011-09-06 04:45 am UTC (link)

He didn't answer her earlier statement. There wasn't any need, and it would have felt weird to keep talking about feelings. Neal just chuckled when she landed face first on the mattress. "Hang on a second, I need to change." He was at home in suits, but he liked his pyjamas, too. He'd inherited Byron's robes and silk pajamas, and hey, once they'd been washed, he'd taken a shine to them.

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	folleconnasse 2011-09-06 04:54 am UTC (link)
	"Of course." She was glad that they'd changed the subject, and that he wasn't going to continue to harp upon things. Rolling onto her back, she sprawled out on the bed, closing her eyes and trying to unwind. "Wait, why are you putting on clothes? You were close to getting lucky." (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-09-06 05:00 am UTC (link)
	Oh, good, it had worked. Neal smiled, though it was slightly less innocent this time. "Didn't want to assume." (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-09-06 05:03 am UTC (link)
	"Neal? My sex drive is higher than yours. Assume." She grinned at him, sprawling out a little and wiggling a bit flatter on the bed. "C'mere?" (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-09-06 05:07 am UTC (link)
	That was fairly impressive in itself; Neal was the first to admit he liked women. A lot. But he came back over to her, taking off his belt and sliding his undershirt over his head. He laid out on the mattress next to her, matching her grin with this own. "Hey." (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-09-06 05:11 am UTC (link)
	"Hi." She rolled over onto her side to kiss his neck, lightly sliding her fingers over his chest. One of her legs went up to his waist, curling it so she could bring him closer. "Help with my stockings?" (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-09-06 05:27 am UTC (link)
	He loved garter belts, and she knew he loved garter belts. Neal shifted to start rolling her stocking down, though he raised an eyebrow at the yellowing bruises he found underneath. "Is this from the show? Or the catwalk?" He almost didn't want to touch them; he didn't want to make her hurt, obviously. (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-09-06 05:28 am UTC (link)
	"The show," she murmured. "The tissue act always marks my legs up. They'll be gone in a couple of hours." BB blushed a little; usually her skin was flawless, her greatest vanity. To have it marred felt unusual. (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-09-06 05:33 am UTC (link)
	"Good." He did run a delicate hand over her leg as he finished taking off her stocking. He didn't particularly care about her skin being temporarily marred; it would be better soon. Neal did the same with her other leg, smiling when they were uncovered. He said as much: "I could stare at your legs for a very long time." (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-09-06 05:36 am UTC (link)
	"Even though they're all sad and lumpy right now?" She grinned and moved to unbutton his pants, grinning wickedly. "I'm glad you came with me. You really did help my nerves. Knowing I could screw you into the chaise after the show if I did well... you're motivating." (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-09-06 05:40 am UTC (link)
	"I could really get used to that." Neal smirked, but it made him smile to know he'd actually been helpful. "I'm glad it helped you to have us there. Peter sort of fell asleep when you weren't on stage, but all three of us definitely cared when you were on stage." And hey, that kind of sex suited him just fine. He loved her spontaneity. (Reply to this)

folleconnasse
2011-09-06 05:42 am UTC (link)

Hooking her fingers into her panties, she wiggled them down and off of her hips. "Oh, that middle part is tedious. I've suggested that we cut it down to just a couple of minutes and then maybe have, I don't know, something else - anything else, but I'm the new girl. What do I know." She was being seductive in her movements but not her words, knowing the dichotomy would make him act more.

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classicratpack
2011-09-06 05:50 am UTC (link)

"They are under-utilizing your talents." Neal shook his head, smiling, going for a kiss. He reached around to run a knuckle down the middle of her back; he wanted her tuned in to everything he was doing. "Speaking of, I bet those talents came in handy on the catwalk ... you are at home on the pole." It had made him spend some nice moments dreaming about that ragged scream she sometimes let out when he got her off really well.

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	folleconnasse 2011-09-06 05:53 am UTC (link)
	Arching herself so that he could touch her back more, BB kissed him back gently. "Oh, I actually practice with a pole sometimes. It's a good workout for tissue work, it develops upper body strength." She'd have popped a muscle with anyone else in any other situation, but not with a gorgeous mostly naked man who she was hoping would make a move on her already. (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-09-06 05:59 am UTC (link)
	Oh, he was going to; he just wanted her relaxed first. Neal didn't answer in words, instead choosing to kiss a little bit down her neck, running his mouth over her breast. At the same time, he shifted over, slipping his fingers down between her legs. That, he figured, was enough of a move to get her attention. (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-09-06 06:02 am UTC (link)
	It was, and she sighed his name, her fingers running through his hair. It was getting harder to leave his company at the end of any given day, and she was glad that they were going to have sex, go to sleep together, and wake up next to each other. (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-09-06 06:09 am UTC (link)
	He mostly just wanted her paying attention, and once Neal figured he had that, he kissed lower. He took his time around her stomach muscles, down to bite lightly on her hipbone. He had been thinking about that scream. She deserved to lie back and relax. (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-09-06 06:11 am UTC (link)
	Getting more comfortable on the bed, she looked down at him fondly. If he'd been anyone else, she'd have confessed that she loved him then and there. But if he'd been any other man, she doubted she'd love him at all. "You don't have to," she murmured. (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-09-06 06:17 am UTC (link)
	He ignored her. Yeah, he didn't have to, but he wanted to. It was about as close to "I could fall in love with you" as Neal Caffrey would ever get. He set to immediately, without preamble, trying to be as decisive as possible. She wasn't often the take-it-slow type. (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-09-06 06:39 am UTC (link)
	The take-it-slow approach usually bored her. She liked nothing better than simply falling from a great height, twisting and dipping, falling into midair. Which was probably why she'd fallen so hard for him. Loving him was like leaping off of the edge of a cliff. He surprised her at every moment. Getting more comfortable, she hooked one of her legs over his shoulder. (Reply to this)

classicratpack
2011-09-06 09:48 pm UTC (link)

Neal would have tried to do this even if he hadn't had a decent idea what she might like; he wanted to show her that hey, he was getting kind of fond of her. He didn't like going down on women he'd just met; it was a lot more intimate than plain old sex. For Neal to do this for BB, well. He hoped she understood what it meant. He added his fingers back into the mix, both teasing between her legs and running over her skin.

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	folleconnasse 2011-09-07 02:08 am UTC (link)
	It wasn't hard for her to get off when she saw Neal Caffrey Blue eyes staring back at her. She made the startled, half broken, half needy noise that she made when she orgasmed hard, rocking against him. Inwardly, she hoped that she wouldn't break his nose. (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-09-07 02:20 am UTC (link)
	That thought did cross his mind. Neal pulled back a little, feeling a bit of an ego boost - as well as other things - when he got her to make that noise. He smiled, shifting his way back up the bed to lie down with her, brushing her hair away from her face. He knew he didn't have to say a word, and it made him like her even more. (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-09-07 02:21 am UTC (link)
	Turning her head, she kissed him slowly, languidly. It was just as much an I love you as him going down on her had been. Turning so she was on her side, she tugged him so that he was as was well. It was easy to wrap a leg around his waist at that point, giving him an easy in. (Reply to this)

classicratpack
2011-09-07 02:40 am UTC (link)

He didn't think it would take her long, but it was all right. Neal kept a similar pace to what they'd been doing. She didn't like slow, after all. He remembered. ... Oh, hell, he remembered. He really was screwed.

It didn't mean he couldn't enjoy her company. Or how her skin felt. Or the fact that they liked to have sex in pretty much the same way. He rested a hand on her cheek, then replaced it with his lips, dropping little kisses along her jaw.

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	folleconnasse 2011-09-07 02:47 am UTC (link)
	Gasping his name, she was glad he wasn't psychic. He'd know everything she was thinking, and he'd run away from commitment - screaming and flailing as he went. Instead, she murmured praise instead, near reverent, turning her head to snag his mouth when she could. (Reply to this)

classicratpack
2011-09-07 02:58 am UTC (link)

Neal smiled, but it was soft. He honestly felt a little out of his depth. He was remembering things about her. He'd always been solicitous of his partners, but this was more than solicitous. It hadn't been all that long, and he cared. It scared him. But he couldn't really focus on it; not when she hiked her leg up toward his back and leaned and yeah. It wrung a sharp groan out that surprised even him.

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	folleconnasse 2011-09-07 03:05 am UTC (link)
	It made her smile wryly to herself, rocking her hips down harder, kissing him a bit more firmly. He was almost needy, almost wanting, and it made her smile. Gently, she tugged his hair, drawing him closer with her leg. (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-09-07 03:20 am UTC (link)
	He tried to be self-contained, tried to keep quiet like he was used to. He managed it for the most part, instead pulling on her hair to warn her, face buried in her shoulder, getting close. He wasn't quite ready to be all vulnerable, at least not usually. Besides, she knew how he felt by now. BB read him like the proverbial book. Which was both nice and irritating. Oh, damn it. (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-09-07 03:27 am UTC (link)
	She came again when he did, shivering and kissing his shoulder. Literally breaking out in goosebumps, she giggled from the adrenaline and kissed him lightly. "Thank you. You know, I'm going to miss this villa. I like the blackout drapes." (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-09-07 03:34 am UTC (link)
	"You can get them for your windows." Neal brushed her hair out of her face, smiling wanly, though he did laugh less nervously when something occurred to him. "What happened to the casual exhibitionist?" He was still proud of their personal noise violation. (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-09-07 03:37 am UTC (link)
	"Oh, I like being an exhibitionist, I just like not having all the lights in my eyes." She stood up on shaky legs and opened the curtains, wincing when the glare of the strip hit her face. It painted her skin scarlet and gold and blue. Leaning against the window, she smiled and looked back at him. "Thanks for coming with me. I'm glad you did." (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-09-07 03:45 am UTC (link)
	The visual was striking; he couldn't stop looking away from her back. Neal watched the light move around her skin, and shook his head. "I'm glad I did, too." Despite the confusion and sheer weirdness, he'd had a great time. He wouldn't trade it. (Reply to this)