[MASK OR MENACE] IC Contact

[stylistic_disloyalty]

"Funny enough I'm not going to lie here-- I definitely saw your call but I'm going to decide whether or not to respond based on how interesting the message is. I'd make it good. Maybe I'll change your contact to 'Yeah, This is Worth Answering'."


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[flightforfreedom]

[Poe was, by nature, a man governed far more by instinct than thought. In the cockpit, he had to be - thought took too long and got you killed. Instinct is what meant you shot the other guy before you even really knew he was there.

So he's not thinking about it, when he reacts to her hunger, he just does it - his own both an echo and an amplification. There no romance in it, really - despite the infatuation he's never quite managed to deny. She was the flame and he couldn't help but fly right into it. Instinct drawing him straight to the light, regardless of consequences.

He really wasn't thinking about consequences.

(Though when did he ever...)

His hands slid to her hips as he pulled himself further into her lap, pressing his body up against hers as he returned every hot kiss with as much - no, more - hunger than it was given.

She could devour him and he'd thank her for it.]

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[Luci has never been one to think of consequences either. She lives on impulse, and thinks about the fallout later. But this? This is nothing. This is for both of them, so Poe can feel a flare of life in her after that downer of a conversation. So Luci can feel a little less nervous that deep down, she's just a battery for her closest band of rebels. They care, for some reason they actually care.]

[That deserves her attention and affection.]

Come here, come here... [Luci leans back, her hand still behind Poe's neck, her other wandering one pushing at his jacket in a gentle suggestion that he take it off.]

[flightforfreedom]

[ It doesn't take very long for Poe to get the message, rolling a shoulder back to pull his arm free and then the other, shucking the jacket off to the side, the hand-sewn Rebellion insignia still visible on the shoulder where it lay. He wasn't paying it any attention. ]

Right here. [ His voice had dropped deeper, a husk to it that hadn't been there a few minutes ago, as his fingers reached out to tug at the hem of her shirt, pulling it up just a few inches so he could slide warm hands onto her bare sides as he pressed forward to take another kiss.]

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[Luci laughs, delighted by how all of this is playing out. She lays all the way back so she can admire Poe as he pulls off his jacket, and she eagerly welcomes him back as his hands go up her sides. She's warm too, of course, but she still shivers from the excitement. Truth be told, she's wanted this for a while too, even through the military-scare he'd put her through. Rebellion radiated off of him like a heavy perfume, and the scent was warm and familiar to her. She'd loved it immediately.]

[She sighs into Poe's mouth, running her fingers through his curls again before pulling her hands away to loosen the knot on her tie. In one motion, perhaps practiced, she lifts it over her head and without breaking their fervid kissing, drops it over his head and onto his neck. Grinning away, she tugs playfully on the tie.]

Too close, now I've got you~

[flightforfreedom]

[ An answering grin pulls at his lips, crinkling at the edge of his eyes as he arches an eyebrow. ]

Should probably warn you... [ He murmurs it against her lips as his hands run a little further up her sides, thumbs brushing over her ribs, completely ignoring the buttons as he just hikes the shirt up higher. ]

I really don't take to captivity well. I tend to fight my way out...

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Yeah? [Luci pulls on the tie a bit harder and arches up into his hands. If Poe was expecting some kind of sinful underwear choice, he may be a little surprised. It's a gray sportsbra. Not terribly racy, but it definitely suits her.]

[She raises one of her thighs in between Poe's legs and continues the teasing-- breathing against his lips as she answers.]

I think I'd love to see that.