Room 324, Late Friday Morning

[vanillajello]

It was Kate's birthday.

Not that that was much evident from anything, except maybe the slightly stilted happy birthday phonecall she'd gotten from her dad earlier, and the far more animated one from Lynda a little later. But it was still her birthday. Seventeen. Hmmh.

She was grabbing a portal to KC in the evening to join Lynda in the Crossroads district's First Friday art thing. And afterwards she was going to take another portal back, and tomorrow morning Lynda was going to fly over to be her weekend guest.

But for now? She was lazing about in a skimpy top and shorts (it was her birthday, she thought she was allowed) with some candy and a random bad movie on her laptop. And wearing her Princess Valhalla boots for no real reason, other than having just checked the insane number of hits on her video.

So far it was an okay birthday.

[ooc: Half-open door, completely open post! Handwavey knowledge of birthday completely fine.

A some bits of AFKness coming up, first as I go to class, and then way later when I go see Scott Pilgrim, but other than that I'm around!]

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[therewaslife]

"You're welcome," Bod said, so far pleased that his gifts had gone over well. He handed her a very small box next and then settled his bag on the floor since that was all he had.

"This is the last gift," he said and crossed his arms nervously.

[vanillajello]

"Better not be an engagement ring," Kate teased lightly as she took the box and unwrapped it.

And then her eyes widened. "Oh my God, you shouldn't have." Not that she was really objecting. Because hello.

[therewaslife]

"Why not?" Bod asked, sounding confused. "I thought you really liked music and it looked like something you could take with you to work."

[vanillajello]

"It's a saying, I don't really mean it," she replied hastily, like he might take his gift back otherwise. "Just that... It must've been expensive. I love it."

Obviously not because it was expensive.

[therewaslife]

"The price really didn't matter," Bod said, shrugging. "I thought you'd like it and it was small enough and pink that you could take it off island with you and still be stylish."

[vanillajello]

Aww. "Well, that was very smart," Kate decided. "You're looking like a really awesome boyfriend right now."

[therewaslife]

"That's everything that I have," he explained, blushing and looking down at his feet, "so I'm glad you like them. Happy birthday, Kate."

[vanillajello]

"Thank you," she said again, still smiling at him. At least until it turned into more of a smirk. "But I think you still have something more."

[therewaslife]

"I...do?" Bod glanced down towards his empty bag while he tried to figure out what she was talking about. "What do I have more?"

[vanillajello]

"You have you," she replied, lazily. "And I was hoping for a birthday kiss."

[therewaslife]

"Aaah." Well, that was easy enough to give and he moved to where he could put one knee on her bed. "What kind of birthday kiss?"

[vanillajello]

"Well, it's been a while since I had one." A year, even. And it felt like a lot longer, and she could've easily gotten sidetracked in her mind if she'd let herself. "But... Memorable? A good one. We have some pretty good kisses."

[therewaslife]

"Only some?" he asked, moving onto the bed fully and crawling closer to her. "What's wrong with our other kisses?"

[vanillajello]

"I'm not saying there's anything wrong with any of them," she replied, snickering a bit. "Just that some are better than others."

[therewaslife]

"Some are better than others," he said, moving until his lips were near hers and he could smile at her from that very close distance. "You'd like a good, memorable birthday kiss?"

[vanillajello]

"Yes," she whispered, smiling herself. What was there not to smile about? "I would like one very much."

[therewaslife]

Bod whispered, "Happy birthday," before closing that last small bit of distance so he could kiss her. He started it slowly at first but deep, making sure there was nothing light or lazy about it. It was just a deep, slow, meaningful kiss for the moment.

[vanillajello]

Just what she'd asked for. Kate responded in kind, nothing lazy or idle in any way about her lips moving against his. She let him lead, though, just enjoying the general warmth of it.

[therewaslife]

Bod nudged her backwards, trying to get her to lay down against so he could cover her with his body and make that kiss even better. He'd done this enough with her now that he didn't even need to stop kissing her to do that. Since there was no way he was going to stop, that was a good thing.

[vanillajello]

And Kate had done this enough with him to be really good at doing whatever he wanted her to, if that seemed to benefit her. In this instance, that meant laying back.

And that was totally beneficial to her. Nothing at all wrong with the propsect of him on top of her.

[therewaslife]

Bod was glad she felt that way because soon enough, he was on top of her and letting his weight settle against her and his mouth kept moving slowly and deeply against hers. Idly, he hoped she didn't kick him with those impressive boots of hers but that thought slid away quickly.

It slid away because of her mouth and her soft skin and how good her body always felt underneath his.

[vanillajello]

Kate was at least not intending to kick him, no, even if accidents happened. She didn't have many intentions in general, either. The boots were the thickest thing she was wearing, so it was easy to enjoy the weight and feel and warmth of him.

Who needed intentions when there was all that to feel?

[therewaslife]

Bod was a little more clothed than her so she was going to feel more where that was concerned but he didn't care. He could deal with feeling a little less since it wasn't his birthday and she wasn't the one trying to make the kiss memorable.

That was his job and his goal and his aim. That was his hope with how he deepened that kiss even more, quickened it a bit and pushed his body against hers eagerly.

[vanillajello]

He was succeeding, at least if Kate's equally eager responses were anything to go by. She followed his lead smoothly, giving him back what he was giving to her.

Idly, she considered pushing up against him, but there were better ways to keep him pressed against her. Like sliding her hands to his back, and dragging her nails over his shirt, hard enough for him to feel that despite the fabric.

It didn't have to be his birthday for her to do that.

[therewaslife]

Bod twitched when she did that, pushing up hard against her hands to feel more sharpness like that. It wasn't his birthday but he wanted more that anyway. Bod moved enough that one of his legs was on the outside of her hips, pressed against it. It meant more leverage for him later and made it easier for him to arch into her hands.