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TDM #22
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It's discouraging to think how many people are shocked by honesty and how few by deceit. Yet, solace is found in the lies we tell each other, comforted by the peace of knowing that we're not alone in our depravity, and once on this path, sin itself becomes the lesser of two evils masked in a cloud of normalcy. This is how Duplicity has functioned since the beginning. The divide of power and social standing is overt in that Dominants influence the decisions made both publicly and privately while Submissives cater to the rules presented to them. It is the way of Duplicity to assign random designations at birth with no leeway in altering what has been given. Climate in the Up is far stricter than that of the Down; violating outlined personas for a Dominant or Submissive while in full view of others is punished by degree of infraction. In the Down, many tend to turn a blind eye to these sorts of offenses. To counteract the discovery of the Deceit Gene – a natural "negative" response to all stimuli – the L.I.E.S. program was founded. The program had been designed to introduce new subjects to the current environment and test for the Deceit Gene through immersion in Duplicity's standing society. Sexual impulses and encounters increase the chances of detecting the gene within these individuals. Participants are typically released from L.I.E.S. after a year; however, results have remained unsatisfactory and testing still continues. ... and you’re here! Finally! Welcome to Duplicity. After choosing a door and stepping through to the other side, the first thing that greets you are the enthusiastic faces of people in medical scrubs and pristine lab coats. Their enthusiasm translates to eagerness as they strip you of your clothes to perform a thorough examination—you will be healed, bathed, and given a paper gown to wear until your items can be processed and delivered to your residence later in the evening. You are also given a device that accesses the network as well as the time and location of orientation. If you enter Duplicity into the Up, congratulations! You’re a Dominant, which means you are immediately picked up by a limo after processing and taken to your highrise. Here, it is two Dominants per floor with separate apartments. If you enter Duplicity into the Down, congratulations! You’re a Submissive, which means you are directed towards public transportation with the address of the motel you’ll be living in. Here, it is two Submissives per room with a shared common space for all rooms. Enjoy your free time until orientation! Participation is mandatory by all new and old arrivals. Winter is here and snow flurries are common in the Up while the slush collects in the Down. |
 After stepping through the door and participating in orientation, LIERS are assembled together in the Up for a tour of Duplicity in its entirety. Seats are in pairs and randomly assigned to Dominants and Submissives alike. Traveling from Fiddler's Square, the train journeys through various parts of the Up, showcasing society and examples of lifestyle. Along the way, frequent stops are made; a variety of passengers can be seen exiting and entering the doors. A Dominant with a kneeling Submissive takes a seat near the front of the train at one stop. A small group of Submissives board and sit closer to the LIERS at another, all seemingly content in their roles. As the tour continues through the Up, the train passes close to the Market and White Wall Bridge and zips by North Park before heading into the Down and bypassing Red Wall Bridge and South Park. The train makes a "final" stop at Riddler's Square, where inhabitants of the Down are instructed to return to their temporary housing. Those who live in the Up are permitted to stay on the train and revisit the same locations while returning. |
 As a particularly heavy snowstorm blows across the city, Duplicity finds itself blanketed in white. The morning after the storm, many citizens seem to be in a particularly mischievous mood and snowballs are a common sight flying through the air. A projectile meant for someone else may hit you square in the face if you're not careful — and then it's on. Joining these impromptu snow battles is encouraged, no matter a person's designation, and even Submissives teaming up to pelt unsuspecting Dominants with snowballs is generally taken in the spirit of good fun. Not everyone is throwing snow, of course — some are rolling much larger balls and shaping them into lewd snow figures. Those feeling chilled after playing in the snow may experience the urge to warm up with someone else, skin to skin. Whether they're a stranger or a familiar face, holding hands, kissing, or getting down and dirty with the nearest willing partner is invigorating. It might even be the only way to really feel warm again. |
 (cw: aphro, humiliation kink) Want to make some quick cash? After exiting the train in the Down, there seems to be a questionable character hanging about the station. Dressed in a trenchcoat and looking more like a flasher than the businessman he claims to be, this shady recruiter offers easy money in exchange for a simple delivery. Just take a package and drop it off at the address on the label. Really, that's it! Stop asking questions. Should characters decide to open the package themselves instead, they'll discover one of the following: glitter — so much glitter, lube (appears normal, but actually contains hot pepper and will cause more than a mild tingling sensation if used anywhere sensitive), a package of flavored condoms mysteriously labeled "every flavor" (none of them taste good), candy or perfume containing an aphrodisiac that, in addition to the usual libido-boosting effect, will also cause an intense craving for humiliation. It seems to be one of those services that allows one to send anonymous prank gifts, and they're hiding behind LIERs as couriers. There's no return address or company information on or inside the package, except for a card marked Encoded Sin Corp — which does not seem to be a real company if the name is searched. Whether characters end up delivering the package — maybe even to a fellow LIER — or get into some trouble along the way, someone is getting a nasty surprise. |
 (cw: aphro, dubcon, excessive fluids, exhibitionism, public use)A small winter market has been set up along one of the major streets in the Up with stalls selling a variety of goods ranging from knitted hats and scarves, soaps, scented lotions, candles, jewelry, artwork and assorted crafts to hand-dyed bondage rope and kinky leather accessories. Food and drink stands are plentiful as well. Strings of lights crisscross the street between the roofs of the shops, providing a cheerful glow, and there are tables set up in the street itself for people to sit and chat while having a snack — if they can stand the cold. Some of the most popular treats being sold are hot chocolate, eggnog, marshmallow snowmen, and sugar cookies decorated like snowflakes. Of course, their popularity may have something to do with the effects they produce when consumed. • The hot chocolate simply gets one all hot and bothered. • The eggnog may cause heavy production of sexual fluids, a desire to be filled or covered with someone else's cream, or all of the above. • The marshmallow snowmen will make those who eat them want to invite others to use them as they please, desiring nothing more than to be molded into the perfect fucktoy. • The sugar cookies seem to induce all sorts of different cravings — after all, no two snowflakes are alike! These effects tend to last at least an hour and may, in some cases, last up to a full day. One of the jewelry shops sells an unusual selection of compass pendants and bracelets. The compass arrows spin round and round lazily while the pieces are on display. Once worn, however, that changes. The arrow will settle on a direction, but instead of pointing north it will lead directly to another person. Perhaps you should speak to them? You may even begin to feel magnetically drawn to them yourself… In the event that two people have compasses that point them at each other, the attraction will be even stronger — nearly impossible to deny. There is another shop which sells intricately designed pocket watches and small clocks. When these timepieces are stared at for an extended length of time or picked up and handled, characters will feel a brief but strong connection to their past and experience a vivid flashback to some moment that was, in whatever way, meaningful for them. After reliving the memory, they will feel compelled to speak about it to whoever is nearby. |
Please read carefully. On each Test Drive Meme, there will be a section noting character roles; these will vary each TDM. On an IC level, characters will still have gone through the doors but assignments OOCly are still randomized. When applying, there is a section of the application that denotes whether the character chooses "left" or "right." When participating on the TDM, there will be a third option. Players may link either a top level or a thread (five or more comments from their character) from the TDM and title the link as "Door Pass." This means that the player is choosing to take the designation that they were randomly assigned on the TDM, rather than taking the designation of a door. If the player decides to select a door rather than use the pass, then they are trying their luck; they may get the same designation they had on the TDM or the opposite. Once the application is submitted, players can't change their choice. To assign roles to characters for this TDM, use the following guide: If your character likes it hot, they are a Dominant. If your character prefers the cold, they are a Submissive. To Note: Characters can only swap their designation for one of the following reasons: an event occurs that allows it or there are OOC reasons that make it a necessity. Any swap always requires mod approval and each character can only ever switch once. Characters that are being reapped will keep their previous designation but players can choose to use new TDMs with different designations for fun! Test Drive threads can be used as activity proofs for characters currently in-game. Please remember to mark any necessary content, and have fun!! |
DUBIOUS DELIVERIES ( because i really can't help myself )
( yelena doesn't really mind being bumped into because it's far from the first time but any irritation that did crop up is brushed away by kate's very long, very informative greeting. she laughs a bit. )
You tell me you are world's greatest archer without showing me means that I am not going to believe it. I could be better than you.
( not that she's done a lot of shooting with a bow in her lifetime. she knows of people who do do that and makes a face at the thought. )
My neighbor's dog could be better than you. You should work on that introduction.
please do not help yourself ever, this is perfect
[The response is enough to shake off the growing desire that's pretty quickly working its way through her entire body, twisting along every nerve she has and making her into something she doesn't quite recognize. Well, the response and the recognition of the person she bumped into.
Holy shit.]
Yelena?
And no, I don't always introduce myself that way, it's just good information for people to have when I'm trying to-- [trying to what, exactly? Seduce them? So maybe her skills need a little work. It's been kind of a week, she figures maybe she can get a bit of a pass, and she is going to get back to the whole woah-fuck-it's-actually-Yelena-thing in one second, but just to clear the record:]
And that isn't true. Just by the advent of me having thumbs I could beat your neighbor's dog.
Wait, how long have you been here?
yes good i love these two
no, she is certain she would remember someone who introduces themselves with their life story condensed into a few words and then throws down a challenge to daniel's dog, goldie hawn. )
You know who I am? ( obviously she does if she knows her name. that alone is both interesting and concerning. ) I have been here for several months now.
( and she hasn't seen any hide or hair of you, kate. )
Who are you? How do you know my name?
sammmmeee
You were in New York. Breaking into my apartment. Insulting my cutlery, which, for the record, is still rude--I don't actually need more than one fork if it's just me, okay?--but that's beside the point, I'm just saying you were there, in Rockefeller center when it all went down. I know you were because I was, and I'm not crazy, so--
[It takes effort, but she does pull back enough to take a good look at the other woman, checking for differences or signs that she's a really specific hallucination. She comes up empty]
--you know who I am. You always call me by my full name to prove that you know it and you're a terrifying assassin who could probably kill me at any time because I decided not to kill you once.
It's Kate! Kate Bishop?
[Maybe she hit her head? Maybe the whole intake procedure resulted in some memory loss? Best she can figure, and it makes sense for a place like this. Under her skin, the heat inspired by the truffles grows and she swallows, hard, trying to tamp it down]
Man is it finally warming up out here? [No, Kate, it's actually starting to snow] I don't know, it feels kind of hot, right?
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( not that she sound particularly upset about that. if anything, she sounds amused and maybe like she wants to take kate's arm and sit her down because none of what she's saying makes sense.
except the terrifying assassin thing because that is something she definitely is. she should get a business card and use that as her title. if kate bishop can use world's greatest archer, why can yelena not be 'terrifying assassin?' )
I have been here nearly four months now and I think I would know how long I have been in one place. Four months.
( she holds up four fingers and wiggles them in front of kate's face. )
And you absolutely need more than one fork. What are you going to do if your fork is dirty? Or you drop it on the floor and you still need to eat? What if you have company? If I were to come over and sit down and eat food with you, would I have to eat with my hands? Quite rude, Kate Bishop.
( now she's talking too much. back to the matter at hand. )
I am not hot. Are you hot? Your cheeks do look flushed.
( yelena leans forward and peers at her. )
Your cheeks are red, Kate Bishop.
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[She admits, because yeah she's not the first one to tell Kate that she talks too much--but she does feel justified this time because none of the things that Yelena is saying make any sense. She'll give the whole sucked-into-a-different-world-thing a second to sink in, of course, but that wouldn't explain the fact that he definitely saw Yelena two weeks ago.
There was a giant Christmas Tree. It fell over. That's the kind of thing you don't forget.
Add in arresting her own mother, saving the world, and Kate is pretty sure it was a memorable day.]
I think I would know who was breaking into my apartment and when they were doing it! And I would definitely remember you try to murder my partner and also best friend.
Which, if I haven't said recently, thanks for not doing that. I knew you'd come around.
Also, whatever, I wash it. It's not that hard! I don't have guests, okay? And if you came over I would give you some plastic ware.
[They're both talking too much, how about that? They're both talking a lot and Kate is suddenly very aware of how close Yelena is to her as she leans forward and oh no, it's a problem because there are a lot of things Kate can suddenly imagine doing to the terrifying assassin that aren't talking and maybe even twice as many things she could imagine Yelena doing to her. She clears her throat and presses her hands very firmly against her jeans to keep them from wandering places they shouldn't]
Yeah, well, I think maybe I'm allergic to some of the candy I ate a little bit ago. It's had some--side effects.
That I am, uh, Dealing With.
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If I wanted to get into your apartment without you knowing, I would. I could make dinner and have a dessert before you even realize I was there. Maybe if you were nice I would share the dessert.
( in this situation where yelena's breaking into her apartment, of course. maybe she will since kate is here now and she will have an apartment to break into. something to look forward to.
right now, there are other issues to focus on. she cannot stop herself from laughing at kate mentioning that she'd eaten something and was having some...side effects. )
Is that why you are turning red? ( yelena doesn't step away even if she notices kate trying her hardest to not look at her or react. yelena, being who she is, wants to see if she can get her to react because she is the worst. )
What did you eat? What are you feeling? Hot? Very hot, yes?
( she's dealt with that. )
And really, how are you dealing with this, Kate Bishop? By trying to convince me you are?
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No I mean, I know. You did. I mean, you came out of hiding way quicker than dessert, but you snuck into my apartment, made macaroni, asked advice about New York and ate more hot sauce than any human should really be able to. That's what I'm saying by--
[There's a stronger pulse of desire, the want shivering over all of her, goosebumps prickling on her skin. She closes her eyes against it and bites down on her lower lip, using the pain to chase it away for a few seconds longer]
--by knowing where you were two weeks ago because you were in my apartment so you definitely weren't here, except apparently you were here so the whole thing is just kind of messed up.
Time travel [The last is muttered more than anything else, her eyes narrowed in response to the laughter. Yes, okay, she is feeling hot, and a whole lot besides that, so]
I ate some candy [she admits; and it is an admittance, because people did warn her about the food--but the chocolate seemed so innocuous] And yeah; it's--heat [that's the closest thing she's got] and of course that's why I'm turning red. Your sneaking skills aren't blush-worthy. Even if they are like. Super impressive.
Objectively.
[Another wave of want washes over her and it would be really great if Yelena could just take a step backward or a sideways or just anything that got her a little away from Kate because she is pretty sure she's going to embarrass herself here pretty quickly and she has already done that enough]
I'm--dealing. I'm not jumping you, so. I think we can call this a win.
[Unless you want to be jumped, in which case--]
And I'm keeping both my hands and my mouth to myself.
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there are a lot of things to comment on because kate never stops talking but it is kind of endearing in a strange way. she has no idea who this person is but kate knows her and she has learned enough to know that some timelines are screwy here.
so, maybe she does know kate bishop and they shared macaroni and hot sauce and new york stories. )
Oh no, you ate some candy. You ate some candy and now all you can think about is touching me, yes?
( she doesn't even need an answer to that because yelena's had some food from this place too and she knows how it makes her feel. she knows that it makes you want to do all sorts of filthy things. so yes, she should back away but does she?
no, she does not. )
Do you have any of that candy left? ( she holds out a hand. ) Let me see.
( for what reason, she doesn't know just yet. )
Or are you afraid to touch me right now?
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Thanks, she hates it] Yes. Touching you and, uh, you know. Other things that have less to do with hands.
[She does still have some of the candy, and she extracts the back and what's left in it from her jacket, offering it over. It really would be easier if Yelena just sort of, you know, stood up and left instead of just being there, looking all suave and unaffected and cool like she always does in the way that Kate's already kind of impressed by]
I'm not afraid of touching you. But I'm just going to hand you these, without like--grabbing you. Or putting them in your hand. For unrelated reasons. But it's definitely not being afraid to do anything.
[Please take the candies without touching her at all, she is not exactly sure how much her currently very tenuous control could withstand skin to skin contact right now. Or, she guesses, do touch her and see where this ends up. Your call]
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You are afraid of touching me but that is okay. You are not the first one to feel like that.
( terrifying assassin and all. she sighs, looking at kate before she gestures for kate to follow her. )
Come on, Kate Bishop, come with me. We need to get you off the street because if even a mere touch is going to set you off, you should be inside so you do not touch the wrong person.
( the wrong person being...well, she doesn't know. she just thinks kate should be somewhere safer. )
Unless you are afraid of coming with me as well as touching me?
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Whatever. That's not really here or there.
And you're right, they don't look dangerous, which is why she ate them. If they'd been labelled with something (what do you label aprodesiac chocolates with to show what they do? Little dicks? "WARNING: WILL CAUSE FUCKING"? She doesn't know) she wouldn't have eaten them!]
I am not afraid of touching you [She protests even as she follows Yelena's directions and then Yelena herself as they head off the very public street to somewhere a little more private]
I am keeping my hands to myself out of respect. It's an entirely different vibe. I just need us both to be clear on that. I know you don't remember it or it hasn't happened for you yet, but we totally had a really long fight and I definitely held my own. I'm not afraid.
[She'd offer her shitty hotel-room-of-an-apartment, but she's got a roommate and there's the whole not really trusting herself around people thing right now, so--]
Thanks, though. For helping out. And not thinking I was totally crazy.
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( yelena says it maybe to just be an ass but she does slide the candy into the pocket of her jacket before gesturing for kate to follow her. they aren't that far from where she stays so hopefully kate can avoid touching anything until she's at least had a moment to sit down and breathe. )
Fine, fine, you are not afraid. But we had a fight? You and I? And I did not throw you off a building or into a wall? ( hm, that's interesting. she has a feeling that it had something to do with clint considering what kate's already said to her. she wants to ask more but it's probably not a good idea when kate is feeling like she is feeling.
so, she holds off and just walks, thoughtful for a few moments. )
It hasn't happened to me yet. ( she can confirm that, at least. ) But it sounds like I have quite the adventure in front of me if what you say is true. Not saying it isn't before you start trying to convince me that it happens. I believe you.
( she glances over at kate and nods. )
This place can make you think you are completely crazy but I do not think that. I've been here long enough to know what can happen. I have had the 'must not touch anyone' feeling too. It is hard to resist.
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You definitely did throw me into a wall. Like, at least twice. And into a desk. But I also threw you over me and broke a keyboard on you. You kicked me in the ribs. It was a good fight.
[And it was to do with Clint--she'll give you a whole run down later, well; what she can. She wasn't actually there for the part where you decided not to kill him; she was busy beating Kingpin (greatest archer, she's just saying), but yeah, yeah, definitely after this.
She appreciates the affirmation that Yelena believes her about the future--though, maybe being here has completely ruined any of that for her and Kate, maybe just their weird alter egos in the alternate universe are battling it out and maybe even hanging out and going for that drink. It's weird to think about when she's at full mental capacity and right now when she's hanging on to her wits by a thread it's pretty much just giving her a headache.
Focus on the present, then. One step at a time, Bishop, one step at a time]
I appreciate that. The not thinking I'm crazy. I just--I'm not usually like this. Which I realize you know, but I feel like it needs to be said, especially since is the first time we're meeting.
Man, that's--still really weird to think about.
Anyway.
I don't usually worry about keeping my hands to myself or think about kissing yo--uh, people, who just happen to be near me. And thank you it is hard to resist.
[And getting harder. She didn't think that was possible, but she does hope they end up where they're going pretty soon, because she might actually just shove Yelena up against a building here just to--woah, yeah. She's not kidding. Keep it together.]
Was yours surprisingly innocuous candy too?
[It's easier, just a little, when she's talking about something and not just thinking about--well. She knows how flexible Yelena is. And that wasn't forbidden knowledge before, but it's swiftly getting that way now]
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I will have to take your word for it.
( since she doesn't have the memories or anything. she doesn't say anything else for a few moments, still walking them towards the up apartments. they loom in front of them, only a few more feet away. )
No, mine was drink. Something I drank because I was thirsty and it made me feel like I wanted to climb the first person I saw.
( so, exactly like you feel right now, kate. yelena looks over at her again and tries to contain her smirk.
fails.
fortunately, she doesn't tease her for a moment longer, leading them into the apartments and then into the elevator. was that smart considering what kate was feeling?
probably not but it was a long way up. yelena leans casually against one side of the elevator, keeping her eyes on kate. )
You look like you are having so much fun right now.
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[There's a bit of relief there, knowing that Yelena actually does know what the hell she's talking about and feeling and going through. Not that she's worried about Yelena thinking highly of her or anything, it's definitely not that, or the fact that maybe she values her opinion what with the amazing vigilante skills she's got. Just. For the record, that's not why she's relieved.
Well, fine, maybe it is, but they're not talking about it right now, okay?
Besides, this isn't her Yelena so it shouldn't carry over, the whole making-a-new-friend-with-the-cool-girl-who-beat-her-up-some thing. Life is weird.
She follows almost out of rote memory into the building and then into the elevator. She's done it a thousand times in her life--but then, of course, the doors to the elevator snap shut and she's suddenly very aware of the close quarters and the fact that Yelena is right there. Oh damn.]
The last time we were in an elevator, you took my dress off [She mutters, squeezing her eyes shut as she leans her head back against the cool metal of the wall, hoping that will relieve some of the heat.
It doesn't. Her eyes snap open and she scowls at the comment and that smirk.]
Oh yeah. The most. This is definitely how I pictured this going.
[This close, she swears she can smell Yelena. It's distracting. And ridiculously good. Everything's distracting, if she's being honest, but mostly it's her]
So here's the thing I think I can last about three more seconds before I try to kiss you. Like, consent knowledge here. If you don't want that, I guess you're good to try and beat me up, or get off the elevator or whatever it is you want to do.
Or you could kiss me back. There are options. Some are more fun than others.
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I took off your dress? Why did I do that?
( she cannot help the question despite knowing of kate's discomfort in the moment. what had they been doing in the elevator that she'd decided to take kate's dress off? almost like she can't help herself, her eyes move up and down kate's body, trying to figure out what she might look like under a dress.
that's enough to make her take a breath but she's distracted from any further thoughts along that line by kate talking once again. the elevator continues moving, taking them up towards yelena's apartment.
would the stairs have been better for something like this? then, they would have just been sweaty and worked up. )
I could knock you out, it's true. ( but she doesn't make a move. she stands there, arms across her chest while she keeps a steady gaze on kate. ) But I think I'll see what happens after three seconds.
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I had my suit on under it.
[Well, it's true. It just sounds a little ridiculous right now when she's saying it out loud. And, for the record, Yelena was also wearing her suit under a fancy layer of clothing so it's not quite as one sided as it sounds.
She'd go into defending it, except then Yelena is saying she's going to avoid the knocking out and wait the three seconds and oh. Oh. Okay. This is--Kate can work with this. That's basically permission, right? Permission or some kind of curiosity and Kate can work with curiosity.
It's three whole steps to cross from her side of the elevator to Yelena's, and another to press into her space, Kate's hands hovering just off the edges of the blonde's hips. She drags in a breath before one hand settles against Yelena's side, the other working up to wrap in the fabric of her jacket. She's not exactly sure if she's stabilizing herself or leaning into the moment of the whole thing, but this close to Yelena's lips she suddenly finds out she doesn't really care]
It would be really rude to punch me while I was kissing you.
[It's her last assertion before she leans forward, height giving her just the slightest advantage as she fits their mouths together, skipping chaste and going straight into something a whole lot more]
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( honestly, you would have deserved to get smacked in the face for that one. even now, yelena's eyes slide over to the buttons of the elevator panel they're in now before going back to kate. she's not wearing a dress now so at least yelena doesn't have to go ripping off the dress this time.
she still wants to kill clint though. but that's neither here nor there and she is not going to get into that right now.
especially not when the words yelena gives her seem to land for kate and she straightens, stepping forward. when kate's closer, yelena realizes that she is taller and finds herself tipping her chin up to look at her, waiting, wondering if she was going to keep going.
she hasn't eaten the candy but that doesn't mean she's immune. she is not. she swallows, looking up at kate and then smirking just the tiniest bit. )
Maybe I will punch you later.
( yelena just barely gets those words out before kate is kissing her and that's...well. while kate might fumble over her words, she is not fumbling with this. yelena straightens, uncrossing her arms so she can rest one on kate's hip and leaning up closer and closer, meeting kate's eagerness with her own. )
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And besides, she, ah, has better (more important? More important and better?) things on her mind right now. Namely, how Yelena's lips feel against her. How her hands feel on Kate's hips. Little sparks of heat, even as they chase off some of the edge of the desire that's threatening to eat her alive.
Kate would feel bad, she really would, that this is kind of the way she and Not-her-Yelena-Yelena are meeting, but it doesn't actually seem like Yelena minds all that much, what with the whole kissing back thing, and man maybe she should have tried this beforehand because wow, right? Yelena is really, really good at this.
She drags it out as long as she can, resisting the urge to come up for air until her lungs are literally burning with the effort of it (or maybe that's her skin? It's all a blur really, and basically semantics at this point) and she has to pull back, dragging in a sharp breath even as she keeps herself pressed against Yelena, foreheads tipped against one another.
She's about to say something--she doesn't know what because 'wow' seems stupid and 'thanks' seems even worse, but she doesn't really have any other brain cells working on the word portion of the evening, but she's (thankfully?) interrupted by the ding of the elevator door behind them]
This your stop? Our stop?
[She's sounds hopeful. She'd be embarrassed, but, well, if Yelena suggested getting naked in this elevator right now she'd probably be down for it, so embarrassment is probably out the window, at least for a bit]
That is, I mean, if you want to keep doing that. Or more than that. Both? Some of each? Am I talking too much?
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( but yelena doesn't sound too fussed. she's only been around kate for a short while but she's getting used to the fact that she talks a lot and sometimes will babble if her mouth isn't otherwise occupied. not that that's why she'd kissed her, though. she'd just wanted to do that and once kate pulls away, she'd had a moment of missing the feel of her lips before she'd opened her eyes and pulled her focus back in.
she licks her lips, tasting kate there before she clears her throat and straightens up, looking over kate's shoulder (she is very tall, isn't she) to watch the elevator open to her floor. )
My stop. Your stop too unless you don't want to come along anymore?
( with that being said, she slips by kate, making sure to brush against her before she steps out of the elevator and into the hall, walking and expecting to hear kate's heavier step behind her. )
Or you can stay in elevator and ride it up and down. That might help you cool down too, hmm?
( yelena doubts it, though. )
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[She means to say more, but then Yelena slips past her, brushing against the front of her and oh. Oh. Yeah, she can't think of a single thing that would keep her from following after the other woman like a lost puppy--nope not a single one. Her steps after Yelena come quick, and she lets the elevator doors close definitively behind her]
I am not going to ride the elevator up and down. That's your worst idea yet.
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but she holds her tongue and keeps walking, stopping in front of her door and opening it up. the apartment inside is much to lavish for her tastes but it's what they've given her and she's not going to turn that away.
once she's inside, she peels her coat off and tosses it along the back of the couch before she glances at kate once more. )
You can take your jacket off. Do you want something to drink? To eat? Do you want something else?
( she has a feeling she might know the answer. )
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She would just end up embarrassing herself. And, probably, anyone else in the vicinity. No, following along is much better option.
The apartment they end up in is not the one Kate would have pegged for Yelena, but as the grew-up-rich-kid that she actually is, she has to appreciate the fact that everything seems very high end. Damn, but they really are leaning into that whole haves and have-nots with the Dominants and Submissives, aren't they?
At the instruction she does shrug off her jacket, mimicking Yelena and laying it over the couch. The brief relief she had from the kiss in the elevator is swiftly fading, and Kate is definitely not thinking about sitting down for a snack or something to eat (though, like, follow up with her after this, she bets the food up here is a heck of a lot better than what they put out for Subs. Her old dorm cafeteria puts it to shame. It's the worst).
She takes a step forward, and then another, invading Yelena's space if the other woman lets her, settling a hand on her hip if she'll let her]
I have--a few other options. Or, ah, things. That are a little more pressing at the moment.
[And if Yelena doesn't protest too much--or fulfill that delayed-punch promise--she's going to dip her head down again and catch the other woman's lips in another kiss]
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she waits for kate to take off her jacket, pleased that she's at least comfortable to do that. but she supposes she would be considering she knows who yelena is and yelena's the one in the dark. that's a bit of an unfamiliar place for her to be but not bad.
she doesn't wander too far away though which means it doesn't take kate long to eat up the distance between them and for that hand of hers to land on yelena's hip. )
How pressing?
( her voice is low, easy and she tips her head back to peer up at kate. )
Tell me. Or show me.
( whichever you prefer, kate. )
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