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John 'Axle' Winters<br/>
<i class="fas fa-spinner fa-spin"></i> Anger room<br/>
Mentions: <a class="username" data-user-id="4695" data-username="@MonsterMistress" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/4695/">@MonsterMistress</a>​</div><br/>He hadn't been quite sure - he was older, a little grumpy, struggling to relax from being a soldier, they'd just given each other a beating... but it turned out that his suspicion and hope was true: he wasn't the only one enjoying himself after all. He laughed. That little devilish grin was intoxicating.<br/>"Looks like you're the one giving me<i>those eyes</i>now... and it's a 'sealing your lips' kinda deal, huh? I can get behind that," Axle told her with a smile, then moved his hand from her lips to her cheek as he leaned in, looking back into her eyes.<br/>He couldn't help but think it'd been a long time since he'd kissed anyone other than his wife - but then, it had been a long time since he'd done anything at all, other than focus on his work. And now he was dead, she was dead, they were all far removed from everything before. Deep down, he wanted just a little while to let it go... leave the past with all its worries, its stresses and emotional rollercoasters where it lay. He needed to.<br/>He let his lips meet hers, and from a simple kiss, his desire heated up and he grew a bit more passionate, while breathing gently and shallowly through his nose, until the embrace of their lips broke again. His arms had already descended down her sides in reflex, roaming her body through the fabric, but stopped just at the hem of her shirt.<br/><br/>"You think we can... stay here undisturbed for a bit?" he asked as he caught his breath. "If so, maybe we should switch to some more comfortable and appropriate surroundings. Not for any promise this time, just to explore those lips and more. If you can handle it." There was a little heat in his eyes just like there was in his kiss, or at least that much was visible until he turned to look at wherever the control panel might be. "Happen to have a nice candle-lit room in there?" He looked back at her then, offering a hand to help her up. "Show me how to select it."