Ok Now They're Just Talking and IDK what to tag it || Jadams
Jessi: [Jessi's fingers curl into Azura's hair, smile stretching, eyes half-lidded when she blinks them open, a low, lazy hum at the base of her throat, posture quietly easing to morph into the form below her] I wasn't sure you were in the apartment until I walked around the corner. I wouldn't have bothered if I'd known. [Her hands lower, neck craning, nails raking as she drags Azura's shirt upwards] I hope you didn't let him win. [Her hands smooth around Azura's side making their way pointedly up her back to between her shoulderblades, fingers hooking] Did you two enjoy shooting at each other and rolling around on the ground?
Az: Who would I have been? [Azura's words string together, a bit, contented and sliding gracefully into a lower,quieter octave as she speaks.] This is why I hate the key out there. [The athlete does nothing to indicate her opposition, however. Her shoulders relax, and her torso automatically shifting into Jessi's hands. She smiles, teeth grazing lightly over the pulse at Jessi's throat] I can't believe you even have to ask. Of course I didn't let him win. [Az shifts upward,onto her elbows before she rolls and switches their positions, shedding the flimsy t-shirt in question before she returns to her ministrations.] I lost fair and square. [her hands dance along Jessi's sides, now, luxuriating in the expanse of soft skin. She sits up, pulling away, more admiration than tease.] What about you? Have you ever played?









