Room 324, Monday After Classes

[vanillajello]

There was something up with today.

Kate had been feeling antsy pretty much straight since waking up this morning, and hadn't been able to shake the feeling since. And that was weird, when Sunday had been such a good day after such a long stretch of bad days. She only tended to feel this restless when things were entirely messed up.

After her classes, she'd tried to do some of her independent course work, but had given up pretty soon after realizing her thoughts just kept straying to far more interesting things.

She was considering going downstairs to the gym and dancing, even if she hadn't been doing that for months now, because that usually helped with... whatever this was.

But before doing that, she'd happened to catch a glimpse of herself in the mirror on the wall, and so she was now staring intently into it, trying to determine what exactly it was about her appearance that seemed to make her look even better than usual.

[ooc: Open post, half open door! Oh my vain girl. ETA: And of course 'tis NWS by now.]

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[vanillajello]

Kate made a slightly surprised, but appreciative noise. He didn't tend to be so forward in his actions, but it wasn't like she objected. She really didn't. She slid her fingers into his hair, because she wanted to touch him, and that was the easiest way for now.

"That feels good," she sighed. "Really good."

[therewaslife]

"It's supposed to feel good," Bod said, dragging his fingernails up her back and biting down on her neck just so it wouldn't get too soft and too lazy. He was far too charged up to take too much time in touching her.

[vanillajello]

Kate gasped, this time, feeling all that sharpness on her skin, and didn't really remember she'd meant to say something.

Instead, she had to give some of that back, so she reached down to slip her hands under his shirt and to press her nails into the skin of his lower back.

[therewaslife]

Those gasps were what he wanted to hear and moved his mouth up to her cheek so he could lean forward and nip her earlobe. The arms around her brought her closer to him, hips against hips.

It was a good way to create friction and since that's what she wanted (and he wanted too), he was going to make it happen while he could still think.

[vanillajello]

Thinking was overrated. She felt like she was already doing way less of that than she had just a few moments ago. She couldn't help it, he was making her heart pound in her chest. Was she supposed to keep thinking?

But she did drag her nails up his back and squirmed against him, looking for some more of that friction.

[therewaslife]

Bod pushed his hips into hers, using the hand of her back to keep her still and against him. He pulled away briefly so he could switch sides and his tongue could slide down the other side of her neck.

"Bed?" he managed to whisper in her ear. "Somewhere else? Your choice."

He didn't care.

[vanillajello]

"I don't care," she breathed, because today that seemed to matter to her even less than it generally did. "Wish we had a big table here."

She would've done one of those dramatic table clearings to make room for them.

[therewaslife]

"You have a desk," Bod said, pushing himself away from the door with no real destination in mind. He finally kissed her, stalling any answer of hers for a few long moments while he got her mouth under his and tasted her for the first time in awhile.

[vanillajello]

And Kate was going to get a little lost in doing just that for a moment. It was even better than she'd remembered, kissing him. She didn't really want to stop even for a moment, but then there were still important things to say.

"I do have a desk," she mumbled once she got a chance. "Your lips are perfect." That barely had anything to do with anything. "Desk?"

[therewaslife]

"Mmm, all right," he murmured against her lips, nodding hurriedly. "You're perfect. I want you. I want you badly."

Bod was pretty sure she knew that considering she was pressed against his hips and as soon as they'd started touching, he'd gotten hard (his mind didn't even care that it was quicker than usual).

He kissed her again to prove that even more and started walking in the direction he hoped her desk was in.

[vanillajello]

Even she couldn't know that for sure right now. She was a little dizzy. And they were bound to find a desk, right? Never mind that Bobby would kill her with his flailing if they used his desk for banging purposes and he found out.

Kate couldn't quite bring herself to care. She just idly hoped they were heading for hers, and nipped at Bod's lip, her nails still pressing sharply into his back. "I need you," she mumbled.

[therewaslife]

"You'll have me," he promised, breathing the words into her mouth before he kissed her again. Bod fumbled with the clasp of her bra while they walked, trying to get that off before they hit the desk so he'd have something new to put his mouth on once they got they got there.

"You'll have me a lot," he said, feeling all that pent up energy and restlessness just being focused right into this activity.

[vanillajello]

"A lot?" She would've smirked at that if her mouth hadn't been a bit busy with not wasting any time that could be spent moving against his. Words would do. "Well I need you a lot. You're hard."

It was pretty easy to notice, yes, and it just made her glad she'd still worn a skirt (with some adorable kneehigh socks), and hope they'd get to the desk soon, which they would.

[therewaslife]

"Did you think I wouldn't be?" Bod wondered, getting that bra off quicker than he'd ever managed to do before. He tossed it aside and smiled during a brief moment when he wasn't kissing her.

"I'm hard," he repeated, feeling his cheeks heat up and turn red at the words. He didn't care. "You want that."

[vanillajello]

"I want that," Kate confirmed as she bumped into her desk chair. That would have to go. "I've wanted that since this morning," she added, littering her words with quick but eager kisses. "I think I have something you want, too."

[therewaslife]

"What do I want?" Bod asked, wanting to hear her say it. At the resistance of the desk chair, he stopped walking and smiled before he worried her lower lip between his teeth.

[vanillajello]

"You want," she began, and chuckled quietly at how she sounded with her lip trapped like that, "me to be as warm and wet as you are hard."

[therewaslife]

"Mmmhmm," he said, letting her lip go and following it with another hard but short kiss. "Does that mean you are?"

[vanillajello]

Kate snagged a kiss of her own before replying, and reached for the hem of his shirt. "Wouldn't you rather find that out yourself?"

[therewaslife]

"Yes, I would like to find out for myself but I like hearing you talk too," he answered, smiling. Bod wondered how long it would take her to get her focus back if he covered one of her breasts with his palm and squeezed gently.

[vanillajello]

A little bit, it turned out. It was not her fault her skin felt more sensitive today and her hands got randomly tangled up in his shirt when she'd only meant to take hold of it.

"Yes, I'm all hot for you," she sighed.

[therewaslife]

Bod grinned, actually feeling smug about both of those things. "So, what should I do about that?"

He hadn't moved his hand, of course, so there was that. And he knew she liked when he did manage some smugness so there was that too.

[vanillajello]

That was making it very hard for her to concentrate. But the smugness was hot. Everything about him was hot, and she wasn't going to start questioning that.

"You should take me," she managed. "That's what you should do."

[therewaslife]

"You're not naked," he pointed out, leaning down to lick the nipple he'd had covered with his hand. "And neither am I."

How sad. She was more naked than he was and he was sure he could make due with just pulling her skirt up, if anything. He was seriously thinking about doing that too.

[vanillajello]

Kate was seriously considering that option too. As became obvious once she regained her ability to speak. "I don't need to be much more naked than this." Beauty of the short skirt in action. "Neither do you."