Aeris smiled a little against his lips as he wrapped his arms around her, holding her against him as he returned her kiss, deepening it as he did. He told her that he could take, but he had thought that they had somewhere to be. “It can wait,” she whispered before letting out a happy sound as he kissed down her neck, then her breasts, before he moved to kneel before her again. She bit her lip lightly when he told her that she might want to hold on to him, or something.<br/><br/>He then hooked one of her legs onto his shoulder and she buried one of her hands in his hair, the other anchored her against the wall, just as he had done. She inhaled sharply as he took her into his mouth, moaning softly as his mouth, tongue, and fingers returned every last bit of pleasure she had given him, taking his time just as she had. She couldn’t count all the different sounds he elicited from her as he teased her to the edge, keeping her there for a short time before eliciting another, louder moan as he finally pushed her over the edge into the bliss she’d longed for.<br/><br/>She moved so that he could stand, leaning heavily against the wall before he pulled her firmly against him. She leaned into him, happy to rest on him instead, kissing him deeply in return. She didn’t want to let him go, either. “Yeah, well, obviously it doesn’t work as well as I thought it would,” she laughed, a light, airy, happy laugh, smiling back at him. “You know, I don’t dislike this side of you,” she told him with a sweet smile on her face that belied the mischief that danced in her eyes as one of her fingers trailed up his arm, the other playing with his wet blonde hair. “And for the record, you can take that—or anything else, really—any time you want,” she almost whispered, her voice low and soft, the playful, mischievous smile now reflecting the mischief in her green eyes.<br/><br/>She didn’t make a move, either to leave or to continue their escapades. Her green eyes gazed into his, watching him, the emotions in his brown eyes, the beads of water that dripped from his blonde locks onto his face, or in some cases, her face. It was almost mesmerizing, distracting her from whatever mischief she’d had in mind, even making her forget about the cold water that still ran over them. “You were right before,” she told him softly, referring to the words he’d been able to say when she’d interrupted him. “I don’t want to leave, not yet,” she admitted with a voice that was soft and sweet, as though she were making some unspoken request as her free hand gently caressed his cheek. Her eyes no longer held any mischief, instead they held a look of sincerity, making her look<span style="font-style: italic">almost</span>innocent as she gazed into his eyes, trying to figure out what it was that he wanted, not wanting to push her own desire on him.<br/><br/>She knew that they did have somewhere to be, but there wasn’t a strict timetable, and they still had a couple of hours before they had to check out of their room. Despite what her actions earlier in the morning might have suggested, she wasn’t ready to let go just yet. She wished to stay with him just a little longer, even if only a few more minutes. She didn’t even really care what exactly they did, as long as they could stay this close. If he wished to have her again, for their bodies to join together once more, she was all too happy to give him what he desired--what they both desired--but even if he wished to just hold her, kiss her, to just be alone with one another for a little longer, she would still be happy. He was all she wanted, in whatever way she could have him,<br/><br/>-----<br/><br/>Jax looked down at An when she pulled back to look up at him, gazing into his eyes as he gazed back into the warmer amber of her own eyes. She assured him that he didn’t have to hold back before nudging his feet. He got an idea of what she was planning and shifted into a wider stance. Once she knew that he had his balance, she put her hands on his shoulders to pull herself up. He used his own hands to help her up and into position so that she could wrap her legs around his waist. He had no doubt that she could have done it on her own, but he also doubted that she’d complain about his hands on her waist, either.<br/><br/>He returned her kiss as she wrapped her legs around him before she told him that they could have fun and wash up later. This time he was the one with the mischievous smile, “Be careful what you wish for, Princess,” he warned, feeling her hips moving against him, recognizing that she was trying to entice him. Of course, knowing what she was trying to do did little to prevent it from working. He could feel her desires through their bond and decided to say ‘screw it’ to self-control, instead giving her exactly what she wanted.<br/><br/>He captured her lips with his own, kissing her passionately as he pressed her hard against the wall, moaning lightly into her mouth as her wet body pressed against his. His hands roamed over the skin of her back, her bottom, and her legs before one hand slipped around her leg, finding the sensitive skin between her legs and brushing it lightly with his fingertip, enjoying the reaction she gave him when he did. He continued to tease her with his fingers as he traced hungry kisses to her ears and down her neck, to her collarbone, easily shifting her up higher in his arms so that he could again enjoy her breasts once again.<br/><br/>He took his time enjoying her, allowing his fingers to slip inside of her, to drive her farther as his thumb continued to brush against the spot that he’d found to give her the most pleasure, all while his mouth and tongue continued to enjoy her breasts. When he was certain that she’d had enough, he slowed his pursuits to prevent her from going over, allowing her just a little reprieve before pushing her back to the edge again. He then stopped, shifting slightly and smirking at her, “Remember, you asked for this,” he whispered in her ear before placing his hands on her hips and easily hoisting her up so that her legs could rest on his shoulders.<br/><br/>Once she’d settled in, he pressed her against the wall so that she could balance herself, moving his arms so that his forearms were pressed against the wall both to help with his own stability and to prevent her from falling either way. Once he was certain she was safe, he began using his mouth and tongue to push her back to the edge. He enjoyed every sound she made, and he was mindful of every way her body moved as he brought her to the edge, this time not leaving her there, instead he continued until she’d reached her orgasm before he moved to slowly lower her back down.<br/><br/>He moved her down to his hips, his hands and arms supporting her weight as he slowly lowered her so that he could guide himself into her slowly. Once he was inside of her and she rested on his hips, he once again pinned her to the wall, kissing her deeply, her lips muffling the moan that escaped his own as he slowly began to thrust, doing his best to be patient, despite his impatience, to bring her to the brink again. Only when she was again at the edge did he allow himself to fall over the edge, so that they experienced it together as he took her against the wall, just like she’d wanted.