OOM: Upstairs.

[yosafbridge]

And here she'd thought the night wasn't going to be interesting.

Her room is much of the same as it's always been, though she's taken the time to do a little redecorating. Not only that, but there are a few new additions. Trophies, she likes to call them, or rewards for a job well-done - at least, until she can find someone willing to shell out enough to take it off her hands.

The bottle in her hands - well, she might be willing to give that up for a few.

She nudges the door shut behind them, taking a swig straight from the now-opened bottle before she even hears the sound of it clicking shut.

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[plays-nice.livejournal.com]

His eyes follow her around the room.

When he gets up, it's to retrieve the bottle they abandoned early on, although he turns to look back at her quickly enough, bottle raised to his mouth (hell, she's the kind of woman that could reduce a man to tears).

[yosafbridge]

She pauses while securing it around her body.

"Wouldn't say no to company."

[plays-nice.livejournal.com]

Throwing back another swallow, he grins across the room.

"Mine or the bottle's?"

[yosafbridge]

She grins back, wickedly.

"I think you already know."

[plays-nice.livejournal.com]

He places the bottle back on the table before crossing the room, only stopping once he's close enough to feel her breath on his face.

"Lemme know if I guessed incorrectly."

[yosafbridge]

She's close enough that his chest brushes against hers with every breath; slowly, she lets the towel fall between them.

"And we have a winner."

[plays-nice.livejournal.com]

His hands find her waist, and there is a very definite smile to the curve of his lips against hers.

"Guess I got lucky."

[yosafbridge]

"Guess that makes two of us."

She utters the words softly against his mouth, then leans in to lick along his mouth, seeking out remnants of the liquor, before she disappears through the doorway. A moment later, there's the sound of running water.

[plays-nice.livejournal.com]

He bites down on his lower lip as she leaves, eyes closing for a brief moment as he takes in a deep breath. (God, the evening just keeps getting better and better.)

It's only a moment before he follows her in, not bothering to close the door behind him.