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A sense of satisfaction washed over Kiara as his words floated to her ears. She was always honest and truthful. He is hers afterall, and she's happy. She moaned softly into his mouth as his tongue brushed against hers, her body arched into his touch when his hands slip under her top and pulled her flush against him. She ground her lower half against his, her fingers tangled in his dark locks to pull him deeper into the kiss. She pulled back to take a breath, she nipped at his lower lip and whispers hotly, "That's it, JB, touch me everywhere, rip this shirt off if you want." Her free hand trailed down his chest, as a wicked smile adorned her features.
If his eyes weren't already closed, they'd be rolling back at the feeling of Kie grinding on him. He can't help but swallow the moan that threatens to escape him when she does this, but then he's not holding back as his lips is bitten. "Mkay. . ." She doesn't have to tell him twice. Tugging the shirt up, he wants it off now. It's just hindering him from what he wants and what he wants is her skin on his. "Gorgeous." He mumbles, mostly to himself, once her top is off. Leaning in, he kisses the valley between her breasts, turning his head and placing a kiss to each.
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"You are so sweet" she smiled when he kissed her cheek, but with his help, she knew that it would be far easier to get the lights to look exactly like she wanted. She took a step back as she tried to see if they needed to go higher or lower, "Maybe lower them just a little bit, on the left"
"I know." It's said in a playful manner before looking over his shoulder at her and holding up the lights. "Lower on the left, got it." Moving over, he lowers the strand on the lefthand side. "Better?" He asks before he secures it and steps back to take a look as well. "Hmm, it's still a little crooked, isn't it?"
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"What? Was I suppose to tell you to kick my ass before my dumbass ideas? That would defeat the purpose of dragging you along." He snorts through. "JJ couldn't beat me if he tried." He gives her a gentle smile. "I appreciate that, Kie."
"It might have been a good idea." Kie states. "I'm just saying, between the two options?" There's a playful shrug of her shoulders. "I think he could, if he surprised you and got the drop." Other than that? Probably not, unless he was completely unhinged. "You better. Because I love your dumb ass, alright? You got that?"
Kiara's breath hitched as his hand closed around hers, warm and insistent. The pulse of the music seemed to thrum right through the floor, up her legs, and settled low in her stomach. She should pull away, she knew she should, but the heat in his eyes and the easy confidence in his grip made her hesitate just long enough for him to tug her forward. "Nerve," she repeated, a low chuckle expelled from her lips. "Yeah, you've got a lot of that, Rafe." The brunette lifted her free hand, and hovered for a second before she settled on his shoulder. He's pulled her close, too close, maybe, but the sway of his hips against hers was already syncing with the beat, instinctive and sure. "You sure about that?" she murmured, she titled her chin to meet his gaze. "Because I've seen you trip over your own feet at Alex's party last summer," she teased, with a grin. Her hips rolled against his, and matched the slow, grinding rhythm he's set. Her fingers curl into the fabric of his shoulder, not to push him away, but to anchor herself. She's not saying no. And they both know it.
Those deep brooding blue eyes never stray from her as he brings her closer to himself. "I do, I'm not about to stand here and tell you that I don't." One hand goes to her lower back, holding her closer to him as they dance. Any onlooker would most likely think that the pair is way too engulfed in each other. While his one hand is on the small of Kiara's back, the other gives her hip a squeeze. "Not tonight." He tells her with a smug smirk creeping onto his lips whne she reminds him he's tripped over himself before. Leaning in closer, he whispers in her ear. "Careful Kie, you keep moving like that and you're going to make me think you want me. . ."
Belly moved a little closer to him, a pensive, playful look on her face. “I could set aside like an hour for a party.” She finally replied, giving in even as she offered him her pinky. “Pinky promise.” Her lips twitched a little.
"An hour." Jeremiah nods his head slowly. "An hour is a great amount of time, not too long, not too short." He just wants Belly to feel confident in her decision. "Pinky promise." Wrapping her pinky up with his, he shakes their hands and grins at her before letting go and then pulling her in for a hug. "It'll be fun, I promise."
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Kiara's hazel hues flicker down to his outstretched hand, then back up to his face. The air between them felt thicker now, charged with something unspoken. A soft sigh expelled from her lips, a small smile formed at the corner of her lips, not quite giving in, but not shutting him down either. "One dance, huh?" She tilted her head, her eyes narrowed playfully. "And what makes you think I'm the type of girl who just falls for that smooth talk?" She didn't move away. Instead, she took a step closer, close enough to feel the warmth radiating off him. "You've got a lot of nerve, Rafe. I'll give you that." She lifted her hand, but didn't take his, just lets her fingers ghost over his palm, a deliberate hesitation. "But if you step on my toes, I'm out. Deal?"
All he's asking for is one dance, that's all he feels he needs, honestly. Rafe is pretty confident in himself today, thanks to a couple of pregame shots. "One dance, Kie." He tells her, mimicking her and taking a step forward, he keeps smiling. "Mmm, that's one thing I posses. NERVE." Grabbing her hand, he chuckles. "Don't worry, Kie, I'm not going to step on your toes." He pulls her in close and begins to dance to the music in a sensual way. Is he doing too much? Maybe, he doesn't care.
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"No, it's not--not about that, Conrad." She insists. "I just feel like I've seen like very little of you since you've been here. I was wondering if you were avoiding me or something. That's probably silly to worry about. But I do especially because I look like my sister."
"Oh." He raises an eyebrow. "Okay. What is it about?" Listening to her concerns, Conrad nods once. "I'm not avoiding you, I really have just been busy. You and Belly look alike? I would have never put that together." He jokes, but he shakes that off. "I'm serious, I'm not avoiding you, life is just crazy. I can try to carve out some time for dinner? I can make us something, if you'd like."
Kaitlyn's heart raced, a wicked grin etched upon her features as she pressed her shoulder against her sister's "Hell yeah, let's do this," she breathed, her eyes narrowed on the guard's patrol. She flexed her fingers, as she itched to vault the wall and slam him down if needed, the rush coiled tight in her stomach. Sister against the world, bodies synced in the shadows, ready to slip past or take him out raw and ruthless.
"Okay, good, just be ready." Kiara tells her sister before they creep forward. If need be, she's going to give the guy Hell. It's only a matter of a brief period of tie before they find out how much they're going to have to put up a fight. At one point he spots Kie ad he heads toward her. "Go that way, get him from behind, she quickly whispers to her sister before she begins walking straight toward the guy. This might be stupid, actually, because the closer they get, the bigger the dude actually is. . .
Kiara held his gaze, a flicker of something unreadable passed through her hazel orbs before she masked it with a knowing smile. She didn't step back, didn't give him the satisfaction of space. "You always know where I am, huh?" She tilted her head, folded her arms loosely over her chest. "That's either really flattering or really creepy, Rafe. I haven't decided which one yet," she teased, but there's a sharpness underneath, a reminder that she's not easily impressed or intimidated. Her eyes gave him the once over, slow and deliberate, before she met his eyes again. "But I got to admit…you got my attention." She gave a small shrug. "So now that you've got it, what exactly are you planning to do with it?"
"Yeah, it's kinda just a skill that I have." He tells her, tapping his hands together. "Hmm, I'm not saying it to be creepy, I'm just telling you that you have a very strong presence." And it's a good thing, in his opinion. The way she's looking at him, Rafe is feeling some type of way. "Dance with me, Kie." He licks his lips and holds out a hand. "One dance."
Kiara felt the warmth of his hand against her chin, a gentle anchor in the haze of morning light that filtered through the curtains. A soft sigh emitted from her throat, her fingers traced lazy patterns across his chest, still slick with the memory of last night's sweat. Officially together. The words hung in the air, heavy and fragile. Part of her wanted to laugh. How many times had she replayed this moment in her head, only to choke on the fear of rejection? But now, lying here, tangled in his limbs, she felt the raw truth of it. There's no running from this anymore. She gazed at him, her eyes searched his, and a small, genuine smile graced her features. "Yeah, Jayj. I think we've been together for a while now. We just didn't want to admit it out loud." Her voice soft, but steady, and she pressed a feather light kiss to his lips letting the warmth of that admission settle between them like a promise.
Official. That's a word that he's been afraid of in the past, but now? No, he's here for it completely. Kissing the side of her mouth, he pulls back and looks at her for a moment. "Yeah." He agrees. "I like it." There's a soft chuckle that follows before he's moving his body closer to hers and kissing her fully on the lips. They're finally together and he knows how much this has taken to get to this point. Thank God Kie is a patient woman.