[He returns the smile, though it's more wry than anything. He's...oddly pleased. Skip is smarter than she looks, that's for sure. She knew what she had to offer.
The wolf inside him is less proud and more insisting on claiming her for his own. She was promised to him, she should act like it - even if she didn't know it. It was that caveat that kept those less civilized thoughts at bay.]
Any man interested in women should be terrified of you being invested in an election.
[How politically active of Aunt Jenny...he'll have to speak with her on combining whatever efforts she's putting forth with his own.
Skip however? He crosses the room to stand between her legs as she sits on the table and kisses her soundly while bracketing her hips with his hands braced against the table.]
I thought you didn't care about this kind of thing...
[That's the reply she gives after holding onto the kiss for a bit.
She leans back a little on the table. Not much, just enough to look him over and offer a smile that twists into a bit of a smirk.]
Would've been better if he'd at least noticed what 'm wearing.
[Which, she feels, is her cue to reach around and unzip her dress, all but sliding out of it to reveal the underwear beneath.]
Needed t' see someone who'd appreciate it, an', well... Guess who was th' first t' come t' mind, baby?
[She doesn't even hear the word come out, really, but, well, it has been something like seven months. She's allowed to get comfortable with some things.]
[Watching her unwrap herself like a present and show off what she was hiding underneath, James meant what slipped out of his mouth as his hands traced up her slight curves.]
Lucky me.
[It comes out as a whisper before he leans in to kiss her, the whole thing might be kind of sweet if not for way the kiss was turning steadily more and more filthy with each passing second.]
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Why a politician. Specifically?
[Is he being replaced?]
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[She rolls her eyes a little and leans back from where she sits on the table.]
Aunt Jenny's putting a petition through. Da said to make sure I provide all the support I can, so...
[She leans back a little more, and extends her arms and legs in a slight stretch, as if to show off exactly what he knows she has to offer.]
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[He finishes the sentence for her and, for a moment, looks at her like she's an entirely different person.]
...Skip, you're a political genius.
[He sounds strangely pleased.]
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That's fine with her.
In fact, she smiles.]
I know men.
Least long as they're interested in women.
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The wolf inside him is less proud and more insisting on claiming her for his own. She was promised to him, she should act like it - even if she didn't know it. It was that caveat that kept those less civilized thoughts at bay.]
Any man interested in women should be terrified of you being invested in an election.
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[She shrugs her shoulders a little.]
Figured a little extra incentive never goes wrong come votin' time.
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Skip however? He crosses the room to stand between her legs as she sits on the table and kisses her soundly while bracketing her hips with his hands braced against the table.]
I thought you didn't care about this kind of thing...
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[That's the reply she gives after holding onto the kiss for a bit.
She leans back a little on the table. Not much, just enough to look him over and offer a smile that twists into a bit of a smirk.]
Would've been better if he'd at least noticed what 'm wearing.
[Which, she feels, is her cue to reach around and unzip her dress, all but sliding out of it to reveal the underwear beneath.]
Needed t' see someone who'd appreciate it, an', well... Guess who was th' first t' come t' mind, baby?
[She doesn't even hear the word come out, really, but, well, it has been something like seven months. She's allowed to get comfortable with some things.]
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Lucky me.
[It comes out as a whisper before he leans in to kiss her, the whole thing might be kind of sweet if not for way the kiss was turning steadily more and more filthy with each passing second.]
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Politicians were fucking useless.]