[ If Poe could be bothered to think about it for more than half a second he might point out that he's not wearing an unreasonable number of layers, three if she wanted to count the jacket. He's not, he's a little too busy thinking about other things, specifically things like exploring more of her mouth with his tongue and letting the hand that's still lingering at her hip slide further down, not quite grabbing her ass, but absolutely slipping a little far back on her upper thigh. Okay, maybe he could be doing better on that whole not overwhelming her on what might be her first day thing. It would be a whole different story if she was hesitant or shy about this though, which she definitely isn't. Her only hesitation seemed to be that he knew she wasn't usually like this, as obvious as that seems to him, and with that well established apparently she's not even close to having second thoughts about taking the edge off of whatever got her so hot and bothered in the first place.
She still hasn't given him qn answer to that one, unsurprisingly given that she's such a mess right now. He'll ask later, once they're both less distracted. And on that thought he does realize that they need a better destination than some alley just off the sidewalk, and luckily for both of them the garage is just done the street, and it's usually empty at this hour in the evening.
Though exactly what they're going to do when they get there is still up in the air. ]
Yeah? [ His other hand is slipping underneath the back of her shirt now, not so much trying to get her out of anything as much as just wanting to feel her bare skin under his fingers. ] And what do you think we should do then?
[ He'll have to fumble for his keys when they get to the door, but it shouldn't be too difficult to get them into the office, where there's a perfectly acceptable couch and a cot further in the back, if the situation calls for it.
There's also a desk. He's used that for some less than professional uses too. ]
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She still hasn't given him qn answer to that one, unsurprisingly given that she's such a mess right now. He'll ask later, once they're both less distracted. And on that thought he does realize that they need a better destination than some alley just off the sidewalk, and luckily for both of them the garage is just done the street, and it's usually empty at this hour in the evening.
Though exactly what they're going to do when they get there is still up in the air. ]
Yeah? [ His other hand is slipping underneath the back of her shirt now, not so much trying to get her out of anything as much as just wanting to feel her bare skin under his fingers. ] And what do you think we should do then?
[ He'll have to fumble for his keys when they get to the door, but it shouldn't be too difficult to get them into the office, where there's a perfectly acceptable couch and a cot further in the back, if the situation calls for it.
There's also a desk. He's used that for some less than professional uses too. ]