Room 227, Late Friday Afternoon

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie was pretty fed up with today's weirdness already. And she was a shut-in, as a result – well, mostly. Her door was cracked, because Moxy had decided this was a day for wanting to wander back and forth between the room and the hallway. But Natalie herself was staying put on her bed now, trying to focus on reading and not think about any weirdness or annoyance.

Although of course, even being alone hadn't entirely stopped the singing from happening. And her distracted thoughts wandered, and before she knew it, her lips were moving again.

"Olly olly oxen free, all the people you will never be..."

Sigh.

[ooc: Posted expecting a certain massively SP'd thread, but the post is open, the door is cracked, and the girl is wary but can carry a tune like whoa!]

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[whenshewasnice]

Natalie snickered again, and nuzzled his cheek a bit before moving for a kiss. "Yes, you are," she murmured. "As I just said. But you just like hearing it repeated, don't you?"

[pursuedthestars]

"It's nice to hear," he mumbled against her lips. "I like compliments."

[whenshewasnice]

"Mmm. So do I." Didn't everyone? "But, you're amazing. Your kisses are as wicked as an F-16, and you fuck like a volcano, and you're everything to me. ... Sure, let's go with that."

[pursuedthestars]

Smirking, Jim leaned up and stole a kiss from her. "Maybe we should test that. The fucking thing specifically."

[whenshewasnice]

"You don't think it's been tested enough?"

She bit on his lip and kissed his again. Maybe she wasn't objecting.

[pursuedthestars]

"Would you rather I take off now that we've talked and sung at each other?" Jim wondered. "Give you some alone time."

[whenshewasnice]

"No." Another kiss, because why not? "Although I'm mildly worried about orgasmic singing, now."

[pursuedthestars]

"We don't have to have sex if you're that worried," Jim murmured quietly. "We can do...I dunno, something else."

[whenshewasnice]

"Mildly," Natalie pointed out, softly, against his lips. Staying close though she wasn't really kissing him at the moment. Just breathing against his lips. "And I've already done more embarrassing things today than singing about you pleasuring me."

[pursuedthestars]

"Me pleasuring you?" Jim asked, raising an eyebrow and snickering. "I think it's my turn to be pleasured, isn't it?"

Five orgasms, Natalie!

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie looked amused. "It could be mutual," she pointed out. "Besides, there's little for me to be embarrassed about you singing about me pleasuring you. But if you're feeling like it's your turn to get the focus, well, who am I to argue?"

[pursuedthestars]

She was tempting him to give up his pleasure to hear her sing about how great he was in the realm of sexual things.

"Maybe it should be mutual."

[whenshewasnice]

Being tempted was the only sane reaction, really. It would be one of those things to gloat about both at the time as well as once she became a rock star!

She smirked at him. "Maybe it should."

[pursuedthestars]

And he would gloat. She didn't need to worry about that.

"Then, we're agreed," he said, nodding. "Mutual pleasure. Is your door closed?"

He honestly couldn't remember.

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie... could not remember either. He had that effect on her. She pulled up and back to glance towards the door.

"No."

Ugh, that meant she had to get up, didn't it? Sad.

[pursuedthestars]

"You might want to close it unless you want to give everyone a show," Jim said, chuckling again. "Sorry to make you get up."

[whenshewasnice]

"Ugh."

Yes, she felt this warranted saying that out loud. But, she shifted off him and got to her feet, and went to the door and closed it. And made sure it was locked.

She peeled her shirt off as she was walking back to the bed.

[pursuedthestars]

While she'd been up to close the door, Jim had scooted up a little further on her bed so he could lay against her pillows.

When she took her shirt off, he smiled at her.

[whenshewasnice]

"Ah, yes, breasts make you smile," Natalie teased as she stopped next to the bed. "You should take your pants off."

She was reaching behind her back to undo her bra as she said that.

[pursuedthestars]

"So, I have a question for you."

He said this as he reached to undo the buttons of his pants and push the zipper down.

"What's so special about me kneeling for you?"

Yes, he remembered that from awhile ago.

[whenshewasnice]

"You remember that? I'm surprised."

No she wasn't. She knew he took note of interesting things the same as she did.

The bra fell on the floor at her feet.

[pursuedthestars]

"No, you're not," Jim said, pushing his pants down his legs and tossing them towards the floor. "You gonna tell me?"

[whenshewasnice]

"Mm." She reached for the buttons on her own jeans for good measure, now. Didn't really need much but her underwear, did she? "It's a power thing. Symbolic."

[pursuedthestars]

"So, me kneeling was like giving you power or something?" Jim asked, crossing his feet at the ankle and making himself comfortable.

[whenshewasnice]

"Something like that. Kneeling before someone more powerful in reverence." Buttons and zipper dealt with, she pushed the jeans down her hips. "It's really just the idea of power, though. A little thrill."