Baby, We Were Born to Die

Addison Eames Black Spade Interrogator Twenty-Six

[derek-obrien]

Addison?

[derek-obrien]

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[blacktempests]

Letting his lips overtake hers, her hand stopped for a moment as she focused on his mouth. Without a second thought, she pushed him to the side. As he fell onto the bed, she stood up, taking his hips in her hands as she leaned down to plant a long, passionate kiss, her tongue darting between his lips, She pulled back slowly, then kissed down his chin, his neck and his chest, taking her time with each individual peck. As she reached his waist, she dropped to her knees, panting a soft kiss on his hip bone.

[derek-obrien]

Addison?

[derek-obrien]

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[blacktempests]

She smiled widely as he groaned, happy to have him turn to putty in her hands. Her effect on men was her pride and joy, and though it was mostly the alcohol talking, she was going to make sure to rock Derek's world. With on swift movement, she pulled down his underwear and his pants, taking him in her hand and gently pumping up and down. 

[derek-obrien]

Addison?

[derek-obrien]

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[blacktempests]

She giggled softly as he kissed her neck, quickly undoing his belt, followed by his trousers. Sliding her hands down his sides, she toyed with the waistband of his underwear before sneaking her fingertips inside, teasing him mercilessly. 

[derek-obrien]

Addison?

[derek-obrien]

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[blacktempests]

Her heart skipped a beat as his tongue slipped between her lips. She wanted to devour him, keep him all to herself. His touch was nothing like any other man she had ever been with. It was tender, gentle even. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she let her body move with his, teasing him as she spread her legs for him to fit between. After a moment, she let her arms fall, her fingertips trailing his sides until the found their way to his belt. 

[derek-obrien]

Addison?

[derek-obrien]

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[blacktempests]

Addison knew better than this. But, her issues with James had only made her fury grow, and now that Austin had left town, her emotions couldn't be buried any longer. And here Derek was, the one man whom she had yet to figure out, was the one making her feel giddy like a school girl. As he pulled her shirt off, tossing it aside, she ran her hands along his back, up to his shoulders as he kissed down her chest. She tangled her fingers into his hair, gently pulling his face to hers as she kissed him hard.

[derek-obrien]

Addison?

[derek-obrien]

Mmph- 

[blacktempests]

[derek-obrien]

Addison?

[derek-obrien]

That was…I’m sorry. Was that - bad?  

[blacktempests]

[derek-obrien]

Addison?

[derek-obrien]

Wait. This is - well, this isn’t - 

[blacktempests]

Um... I um...

[derek-obrien]

Addison?

[derek-obrien]

[blacktempests]

[derek-obrien]

Addison?

[derek-obrien]

You really didn’t. Come on, get up. 

[blacktempests]

It's late! Alright, let me get my leg...

[derek-obrien]

Addison?

[derek-obrien]

Wha -

…Alright. So. I feel uncomfortable. I think this was the opposite of what you wanted me to do. 

[blacktempests]

Hm.... What about this?

Okay, I didn't really think this through.

[derek-obrien]

Addison?

[derek-obrien]

Letting someone win at a drinking game is your version of kindness? Strange.

This is just how I sit. 

[blacktempests]

Maybe that's part of your problem...

There. 

[derek-obrien]

Addison?

[derek-obrien]

…No. That is a definite no. Also, I’m positive you may have let me win. Not that I’m complaining. 

[blacktempests]

Maybe I did, maybe I didn't. Perhaps there's some good left in this cold heart of mine...

Well, then relax. Take your shoes off. Kick back.

[derek-obrien]

Addison?

[derek-obrien]

[blacktempests]

Irish after all... I have to say, I'm impressed

Well, you win. For now... Feeling any better yet?

[derek-obrien]

Addison?

[derek-obrien]

I get the feeling even if I say no that you’ll still insist anyway.

[blacktempests]

I'm glad to hear you're getting with the program...

You ready?

[derek-obrien]

Addison?

[derek-obrien]

I’ve had worse threats, Addison. 

[blacktempests]

None of which are a clear and present danger...

Tell you what. I'll grab a few shot glasses. If you can down three before me, you're off the hook. If not, spill the beans.

[derek-obrien]

Addison?

[derek-obrien]

Wha - no, it was Wonderland I was referring to. 

You first. Isn’t that what people do when they’re together? Drink? I can’t be the only intoxicated one.

[blacktempests]

I'm not just sitting here, holding this bottle, you know. And you see that empty vodka bottle there? It didn't empty itself... Technically, I'm way ahead of you.

So, tell me or I'm using the pillow threat again...