<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg8002238#msg8002238">Quote from: Stella Maris on 04-04-2013, 22:19:09</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>"So, wherever I'm comfy you say? How about wherever you're comfy so that if either I do pull it off or you end up asleep, nobody has to haul your ass back, eh?"</strong> She grinned up at him, fully expecting him to acquiesce to her obvious wisdom in this matter.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Shaking off the sensation of being watched as his addled imagination, he draped an arm over Sandra.<br/><br/>"Okay, then let's sit for a bit and we can see about getting my adrenaline up a little, huh? It's only as short walk to somewhere more... horizontal. Sure can't say private in this house, eh?"<br/><br/>Chuckling, he sat on an unoccupied couch, reflexively adjusting the kilt, conscious that he was in a rare state of going regulation. Habit. Then he patted his lap encouragingly and ran a curious hand up her thigh and hip when she sat down.<br/><br/>"You certainly have a good personality for journalism. Gregarious and fun."<br/><br/>Not his best flirting, and he wasn't even sure he really had to, but hell, foreplay was foreplay. Just because he could lucky here didn't mean he didn't want to stroke her mind too!