<div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Sunday, January 10th – 5:00 AM</strong></span><br/><em>Garage</em></div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/4PKvtYC.jpg?1)</div><strong>WHO:</strong>CJ SANTORO (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316749.msg15320931#msg15320931)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>White shirt (as shown) + ripped army green cargo pants, brown combat boots.<br/><strong>DOING:</strong>Enjoying her dang reunion with her person!<br/><strong>NOTE:</strong>KAINE! <3<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Kaine Brooks | Closed<br/><hr/><br/><strong>“ They say patience is a virtue,” </strong>She had leaned back a little, taking in the seriousness of his expression with an amused look. They had a lot to catch up on. Conversations, laughter, stories, maybe the odd argument or debate thrown in for variety. But, that didn’t mean she had no intention of giving in to those sweet eager pleas and enjoying him in a very primal sense at least once, no...maybe two or three times before any of the deeper more talkie bits went down.<br/><br/>CJ sincerely hoped his stamina was up for it.<br/><br/>Because hers definitely was.<br/><br/>Although, if she was being perfectly honest with herself. This wasn’t exactly how she had pictured a reunion with him going (ok, so maybe this had made it on the list of possibilities, but she hadn’t been expecting it!) But, it was amazing, and somehow perfectly suited to them. That day, when she’d first met Kaine properly, after all the fighting, and scrambling, and saving lives. They’d clicked, and managed to share a laugh despite the grim circumstances.<br/><br/><strong>“ I can tell. It’s very you, it has a Kaine vibe.” </strong>She glanced around her once more, this time, taking the time to pick out the details. Personal touches that made it fit being his second home. His first presumably being Cathedral. There was a gentleness to her expression for a second, almost maybe a hint of longing. CJ hadn’t had a real home since before Eclipse, and not at all sense that went down and changed everything.<br/><br/>The suddenness of his question brought her attention back to him.<strong>“ Gypsies.”</strong>She stated, expression serious, a sly secretive smile on her lips. To be perfectly frank, finding hair dye, much less in her preferred shades of purple was beyond difficult. Currently, it was an eye-catching blend of dark purple, with hints of lilac for a bit of fun.NOT easy to get. She’d almost had to resort to blues or her natural color.<strong> “ The answer to everything is always Gypsies.”</strong>More like hours upon hours scavenging and then there were the semi-shady deals, but he didn’t need to know that.<br/><br/><strong>“Heeeey, that is my ass you’re smacking there.” </strong>She grinned down at him, wiggling a little in his grasp. The way his touch felt, the ease in which they’d slipped back into their banter and chatty ways. Hell, just how easy it had been to get to this point with him, it was this that she’d missed. How easy it was just to be herself with him. There was no filtering her thoughts or checking her tongue when he was around.<br/><br/><br/>One of the many reasons she loved him.<br/><br/>The kisses they shared were breathless and eager, with this undercurrent of passion that made it hard to focus on what she’d asked him. What made it even harder was the way he shifted beneath her, and she couldn’t resist the urge to rock against him very carefully, keeping the pressure light. Kaine’s hands roamed over her, fingers rediscovering sweet spots, and it earned him little noises that basically translated to lots of<em>‘Yes! There...right there</em>, and<em>please...don’t stop </em>- when he would briefly touch a particularly sensitive spot.<br/><br/>When she opened her eyes to look at him, her gaze was dark with desire. He started talking about getting new students before launching into a story, and she listened and rewarded his tale by grinding against him slowly, firmly, and very very deliberately.<strong>“ With your pants down huh? Bits all out and everything?” </strong>She asked, leaning away from him to take in his expression.<strong>“This is the stuff social media was meant to record.” </strong>The mental image of him shuffling about while bandits tried to take him down was frankly, pure gold.<br/><br/><strong>“Not sure how embarrassing that is vs just making you sound pretty badass”</strong>She chuckled against his lips.<strong>“I missed you.”</strong>CJ punctuated those words with a slow, sweet kiss. Coming to Cathedral still had a lot of question marks attached to it, and she still wasn't sure about if she had a place here. But, for now, she would simply enjoy the little bits of good that came her way, and Kaine was definitely one of those good things.