"Hot," Kate pronounces, and backs off to watch her booty calls get friendly with each other.
She's never been much for watching instead of doing though, so she paws through the bottles Aidan and Phoebe both brought (it's cute they know her so well, but it worries her how careless she is, drinking without anyone to watch her back on the island). She picks out some whiskey, takes a taste and decides it'll do, and sets it by the couch.
"Except there's way too much clothing going on. Anyone need strip poker for an excuse?" she teases, because she's already behind Aidan pulling his shirt out of his trousers. She slides her hands around to his abs (they're fucking fantastic) and up his chest. He's tense. Horny. Hungry. So Kate rakes her fingernails down his chest, both promise and warning. Keep the rough stuff between us.
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Date: 2012-04-28 06:54 am (UTC)She's never been much for watching instead of doing though, so she paws through the bottles Aidan and Phoebe both brought (it's cute they know her so well, but it worries her how careless she is, drinking without anyone to watch her back on the island). She picks out some whiskey, takes a taste and decides it'll do, and sets it by the couch.
"Except there's way too much clothing going on. Anyone need strip poker for an excuse?" she teases, because she's already behind Aidan pulling his shirt out of his trousers. She slides her hands around to his abs (they're fucking fantastic) and up his chest. He's tense. Horny. Hungry. So Kate rakes her fingernails down his chest, both promise and warning. Keep the rough stuff between us.