Neal had put in for the evening off. He was wearing his best suit - grey pinstripe, three piece, tailored to perfection - and his Devore hat to top it off. He carried a bouquet of yellow lilies wrapped together. BB didn't have any shows tonight - he was going to surprise her.

He got the door open - he was averaging about three and a half minutes on the Abloy - and looked around. "BB! You home? It's me!"

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folleconnasse 2011-09-26 03:31 am UTC (link)

She didn't answer him. She was practicing in her work room. The music was too loud for her to hear over, and she was upside down from one leg, sprawled forward to hold onto her other foot. Spinning fast, she felt her hair brushing against her cheek. BB had always been glad that the ceilings were high in the cabin; it made it easier for her to do flips and such from ten or so feet up. (Reply to this)

classicratpack 2011-09-26 03:44 am UTC (link)

Neal came up the stairs, hearing the music as he got up to the next floor. Maybe she was practicing; it was definitely coming from the gym. He stuck his head in the door and blinked. Hard. BB was on her lyra, wrapped around it almost perfectly, and at least from this angle it didn't look like she was wearing much. He closed the door, trying to make a sound loud enough to alert her he was there. (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-09-26 03:54 am UTC (link)
	BB was in fact naked, and she was still spinning fast when she unhooked her legs, falling for a moment before balancing herself on the hoop from the tops of her feet, arms spread wide. She continued spinning in a perfect 360, stretching her arms and back overhead. (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-09-26 04:10 am UTC (link)
	Okay, Neal might have jumped when she let the hoop go. "Christ, BB." She had mats underneath the lyra, but still. "You'll be fine, but you might wind up killing me. (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-09-26 04:16 am UTC (link)
	She did see Neal at that point, and in seeing him grew startled. Only then did her feet slip and did she fall from the hoop, landing on one of the mats on the floor in a giggling heap. "Owww, my ass," she laughed. (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-09-26 04:44 am UTC (link)
	Neal came over closer, offering a hand up. "You all right? I tried to make noise coming in so you wouldn't get scared." He could understand being engrossed in what you were doing, though. He wouldn't hear a bomb go off most of the time he was painting. (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-09-26 05:31 am UTC (link)
	Getting to her feet, she chuckled. "I'm fine, I just didn't hear you." Smirking, she adjusted his tie. "But I did see you, and that's what made me fall. Did Aron make this suit? You've got to remind me to hug him sometime, it's ... yeah." (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-09-26 05:50 am UTC (link)
	Neal chuckled. "Yeah, he did. It's my best one." He'd had it for a long time, and it had always fit. "I wanted to surprise you." (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-09-26 05:55 am UTC (link)
	"Yes, yes he is." She ran her thumb along his cheekbone, pulling him a little closer. "I think we can safely say you surprised me. What's the occasion? Should I put on clothes?" (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-09-26 05:25 pm UTC (link)
	"The occasion is reservations at Enotecca Pinchiorri in two hours." Neal had just been able to secure them, and he wanted to take her to his favorite restaurant, now that she'd taken him to hers. "It's not as fancy as Robuchon, but the food's worth traveling the world for." (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-09-27 02:55 am UTC (link)
	She smiled and stroked his hair. "Two hours? That's just enough time for me to get dressed." (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-09-27 05:16 am UTC (link)
	"I wasn't sure how long it might take you." Neal kissed her. "It's in Florence, in Italy." At least the travel wouldn't be the long or hard part. (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-09-28 01:58 am UTC (link)
	"Mm, I can get ready in about half an hour." She tiptoed upward, still nude, kissing along his jaw. (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-09-28 02:06 am UTC (link)
	"Well, that's good." Neal smiled, one arm resting around her waist. It had been a few days since they'd spent much time together - a case had gotten in the way - and he'd missed her. It was part of the reason he'd made these reservations in the first place. (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-09-28 02:13 am UTC (link)
	"Maybe less, depending on how long you take," she murmured. Moving in front of him, she wrapped her arms around his neck, hooking an arm around his waist. She knew she was light and that he could carry her, but she wanted him to know what she had in mind. (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-09-28 02:20 am UTC (link)
	Well, that hint was hard to miss. "You'll muss the suit." Neal teased before picking her up. He carried her out of the gym, heading back toward her bedroom. But he didn't set her on her bed; he walked into the bathroom and set her on the counter. "I am sorry for interrupting your practice," he murmured, smiling. Maybe. (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-09-28 02:32 am UTC (link)
	"I have a steamer," she smirked. Blinking when they bypassed her bedroom, she let her head rest on his shoulder. Squeaking faintly when she landed on the counter, she continued to let her legs be wrapped around his waist. "No you're not. I'm glad you interrupted it myself." (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-09-28 02:50 am UTC (link)
	Neal laughed. "Okay, yeah. That's fair." He kissed her neck, shrugging off his jacket. "Need a towel?" The counter was hard, he belatedly realized. Though he wasn't sure she cared. (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-09-28 02:57 am UTC (link)
	She shook her head. "Why, do you?" She didn't know what they were going to be doing specifically, and she closed her eyes when he kissed her neck. She was glad he was there; she'd missed him. She wasn't sure when he'd managed to so perfectly insinuate himself into her life, but he had. She'd gotten used to seeing him on a daily basis, and when that stopped, she'd missed him. (Reply to this)

classicratpack 2011-09-28 03:10 am UTC (link)

"Just wondered, might be cold." Neal chuckled, kissing her more properly, fumbling at his vest buttons, wondering if she would help him out with that. "Sorry about not calling you last night. Your brother took me out." He wasn't the type to call every single night, but he'd specifically told her he would, and he'd been a little drunk when he'd gotten in. It had been a lot simpler to fall asleep. (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-09-28 03:15 am UTC (link)
	BB shook her head, kissing him a bit harder, helping undo his buttons carefully. "Sor did? He must really like you," she mumbled against his neck. Nibbling gently, she reached down to undo his belt. Since she was turned on and talking about her brother, her accent slipped out. "Wha'did y'all do?" (Reply to this)

classicratpack 2011-09-28 03:22 am UTC (link)

"Went for a drink or three." Neal mustered a grin, though he didn't really feel like talking about her brother much anymore. "Was a little bit drunk when I got in. We closed the place." He named a bar in downtown New Orleans he'd seen the last time they'd gone down there for po'boys. His hands were all over her, just touching, from shoulder to waist, running over a breast, up to rest against her jaw line. (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-09-28 03:25 am UTC (link)
	"I know where that is," she murmured, closing her eyes and sighing. His touch was arousing enough where she rocked gently against him already, suddenly not wanting to talk about Sor. Still her fingers reached down to unbutton his trousers, smiling absentmindedly to herself. (Reply to this)

classicratpack 2011-09-28 03:31 am UTC (link)

He stepped between her legs, smiling, letting her undo the rest of his clothes. Neal matched her own sighs, liking the little touches. He knew he probably looked a sight; shirt undone, vest undone, trousers undone. When she reached into his trousers, he couldn't hold back the faint purr, though something did occur to him. Shit. "You have condoms?" Neal murmured, half hoping she'd say the hell with it; he was getting kind of impatient. (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-09-28 03:38 am UTC (link)
	"There's some in my room," she murmured. "Auntie makes it so I can't ... you know." She was already running her fingers lightly over his length, hoping he'd trust her family, that he'd have realized that Sadako was the real deal. (Reply to this)

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