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[ James is usually pretty bold already, never hesitant to go for what he wants. Right now, he's further emboldened by the sudden urge he feels to kiss her, right here and now, regardless of who might be looking. That part he probably would have been more careful about, normally, but at the moment he really doesn't give a fuck.

So when she leans in to kiss him, he's quick to return the gesture. His head tilts to the side to fit his lips against hers, a hand curling around the side of her neck, slipping around to behind her head, brushing through strands of her hair. ]

[ Her other hand rests against the counter to brace herself, and It isn't long until Bela is parting her lips, intending to deepen the kiss. She runs a thumb over his cheekbone at the same time, wanting to touch wherever she could reach.

Anyone could walk into the cafe from the street right now and it probably wouldn't stop her- she's so focused on the kiss and how his mouth felt against hers, the way his fingers moved through her hair. ]

[ Good to see that neither of them really care that much about whether or not anyone sees them. It's a risk, now that Tumenalia's over, but James is willing to take his chances.

Her mouth is warm, sweet, and eager to meet his own, and he can't possibly deny himself the pleasure. He's hungry for the kiss, more than he ever is with a stranger, and he hums approvingly into her mouth, tongue delving deep and brushing against her own. His fingers weave further into her hair, stroking and gently tugging, since she seems to like that. ]

[ The attention to her hair pulls a soft sound from Bela, and she doesn't pull back from the kiss, giving as much as possible into it. Her tongue continues to roll along his, trying to explore his mouth at the same time to find out what he liked. With another sound, she moves the hand at his cheek to slide to the nape of his neck, playing with the ends of the hair.

She has no idea who will decide to break the kiss first to catch some air, but for now, Bela feels like she doesn't want to stray too far from his lips. ]

[ Pulling away is probably the last thing he'd want to do right now, even if he is aware they won't both be able to keep this up indeterminately. But her hand on his hair draws a purr from him too, his tongue delving deep into her mouth, and he thinks that honestly, he could live without air. He doesn't need it that much.

The hand on her hair keeps a firm hold, even if not rough, while his other hand rests on her side, slipping lower on her back. He can't pull her in that close, not with the counter between them, but he can certainly convey the sentiment that he would very much like to. ]

[ That purr shoots right through her, and she wonders what other sounds he was capable of, should they decide to explore more than this. Bela hums into the kiss again, keeping the kiss deep and ongoing, wanting to feel more of it.

She realises that the counter could prove to be a problem, especially when his hand starts to drift down lower. Bela ignores it for about a minute or so before she slowly breaks the kiss, tapering it off with another to the corner of his mouth.]

I can move around. [She murmurs, kissing him again.] If you want. [Bela leans in for another.]

[ The counter was a minor annoyance that is becoming a real hindrance, and James has never been a very patient man. If kissing was meant to soothe whatever need he had, instead it only seems to further fuel it, so when she pulls from the kiss just enough to make that suggestion, he lets out a low, impatient groan. ]

Fuck, yes.

[ His hands tug at her, urging her, ready to let go so she can make her way around the counter. ]

Edited 2024-01-09 20:01 (UTC)

Good.

[ Because she wants it too. For as long as he was willing to give back to her.

Bela doesn't waste any time after he moves his hands away from her, walking from around the counter until she is facing him, pulling James into another heated kiss. After a moment, Bela slips her arms around his neck and presses her body fully against him, needing to be as close as possible.]

[ Letting go of her may nearly feel like torture, but James manages to when reminding himself of why he's doing it. As soon as she's within reach, though, his hands are settling on her sides again, a firm clutch on her waist as their mouths latch onto each other again, fingers trailing lower to idly play with the hem of her shirt. ]

[ The slight touch from his fingers makes her shiver, momentarily distracting Bela from the kiss. It felt nice, even through the fabric of her shirt. She slides one hand upwards to cup the back of his head, twisting her fingers gently through his hair; Bela doesn't know how long this round of kissing will last, but she's enjoying every moment of it. ]

[ That's all the permission he needs to slip his touch underneath the fabric of her shirt, all but groaning when he can touch bare skin. At this point, this is all him and not exactly encouraged by the mischievous creature that pushed them together in the first place, but he isn't stopping to question it.

Although, given their designation, they probably should. He even thinks about it, if only briefly, and decides it can wait a little longer. ]

[ A low sound comes from Bela when his fingers slide over her skin, causing her to tighten her grip in his hair. She knows they could only get away with so much out in the open like this, but it's driving her imagination wild. What if they couldn't get caught so easily?

In the end, she decides that they could probably keep the kiss going for a bit, until one of them needed to catch their breath again. ]

[ It is a shame they're in a public place. At this point, James probably would be pushing for more, but instead he forces himself to slow things down little by little, until he's breaking the kiss with a soft, dissatisfied sound. ]

I'm James, by the way. [ Since they didn't actually get to that. ]

[ When the kiss breaks, she loosens her grip and wets her lips, taking a breath. She waits a few more moments before saying anything, raising her gaze to look at his face. ]

I'm Bela. Hi. [ She gives James a smile, slowly bringing her hand away from the back of his head. ]

It's nice to meet you, James. You're an excellent kisser.

[ Breaking contact seems like a wise decision, but James doesn't really put much distance between them, even if he gets his hands away from her. ]

I'm excellent at plenty of other things, [ He offers suggestively,reaching again for his coffee and taking a slow sip. ]

Oh, I have no doubt about that. [ She replies in a playful manner, grinning at him. ] And I would love to experience it too, but we'd need to be away from prying eyes.

[ Bela is quiet for a moment, thinking. ]

I have an office out back. If you'd like to see it.

[ James hums, nodding slowly and making no effort to close the distance between them, at least not for now. She's right and he's not stupid enough to test his luck yet again. ]

Oh, I'd love to see it.

[ Yeah, absolutely fascinated by the office, clearly. ]

Lead the way?

Absolutely. It's not that far.

[ With a smile, she turns around and starts walking down the length of the cafe, deliberately swaying her hips at the same time. Just because they're not clung to each other right now, it doesn't mean she can't give James a show. ]

I hope you'll like it when you see it.

[ Bela says from over her shoulder, giving him a wink. ]

[ He's not going to miss a beat of it. His eyes stay glued to her, not even trying to be subtle about the way his gaze lands on her ass and lingers there, all the way to that back office. ]

Oh, I'm already liking it.

[ He wets his upper lip, grinning up at her as his pace picks up the farther away they are from prying eyes. ]

[ The grin makes her smile, giving Bela a flutter of anticipation in her stomach. When she reaches the office door, she unlocks it and enters the room, leaving the door open so he could enter after her.

Bela intended to lock the office when they were both in the room, to absolutely make sure that they wouldn't be caught by anyone else. ]

[ James isn't as much of a stickler for a locked door. If she's insistent about it, then sure, he'll give her some room to get to that, but if not, then his hands are going straight to her sides, coaxing her closer to him again as his mouth finds hers in another deep, eager kiss. ]

[ Satisfied that the door was secure, Bela pushes into the kiss with enthusiasm and a hum. A hand slides up to grasp the back of his head, the other resting at the small of his back. His lips are just as warm and inviting as before, and she doesn't hesitate in pressing herself tight against his body. ]

[ The kiss is met with equal fervor, his own hands gripping more firmly at her sides, drawing her in until they're pressed flush. He'd looked into the room just enough to spot her desk not too far from the door, and he starts leading her towards it, never breaking the kiss even as her thighs come into contact with the edge of the desk. ]

[ She makes a soft sound when his hold tightens, making sure to keep a hold on him as he backs her towards the desk, not breaking the kiss either. It isn't long until the hand on his back is slipping beneath the fabric of his shirt, eager to touch warm skin. Bela lightly drag her nails up along his spine, as far as she could reach without needing to remove his shirt completely. ]

[ James lets out a shuddered hum, back arching at the touch. His hand slip down Bela's sides, curling over her thighs, then further pushing her back against the desk, coaxing her to sit on it and get her legs around him. ]

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