The long game was something that he just was never good at being as impatient as he was, but that never seemed to bother anyone before and with the look in the blond’s eyes, he could tell Ashley didn’t seem to care either. Which only added to the fact that he was there now, displayed before her with only the towel to leave just a bit to the imagination, but that wasn’t going to last too long from the current theme and the way her fingers traced over his skin. He shuddered a little, but kept his cool, taking the gift from her with a nod and shifted to allowed her a little room to come inside his room. While he was left to open the birthday card, he kept sight of her through peripherals, smirking to himself., taking note of what she was up to. “Thanks, angel face. For the card, too.” Taking a moment to appreciate the actual gift before he went after her more into the room. Jon went to place the card over his nightstand, his eyes leaving for just a minute before they were back on her. Wide eyed now that she was down to just the lace bra and panties, the older male swallowed thickly, licking his lips with a grin. He hadn’t noticed until he had really focused on her what she’d really been up to. “Nah.. Uh, I didn’t mean nothin’ bad by it.. I just.. Ya flew outta those clothes so fast.. Got a little whiplash. That’s all.” Not that he minded one bit, winking at her to prove that little point. “You look real good like that on my bed, y’know..” Said as he leaned forward, hovering over her just a little bit, lingering just a little while before he went for it and kissed her. Slow and passionately, one of his hands tracing over the lacy material.
It was always kind of amusing to Ashley how you could know someone for years, and all it took was one random occurrence for the relationship you shared with them to change completely, and that’s exactly what was happening between herself and Jon in that current moment. They’d played the flirting game with one another for so long now, but it never went any further than that, and she couldn’t help but to wonder if she’d never taken that leap of faith, and ended up in his room, would it have always been that way. There was no need in dwelling on what could have happened, because all that truly mattered was what was actually happening in the here and now, because as soon as Jon’s lips connected with her own, Ashley experienced one of those moments where she knew something was just meant to be, and as cheesy as it might have sounded, if she ever said it out loud, it was like Jon’s lips were made for kissing hers. A small moan of satisfaction escaped the blonde, as she felt Jon’s fingertips tracing along the thin, lace material of the lingerie she was wearing, as her own hands reached out to grasp the towel that was still wrapped around his waist, so she could slowly ease it open, before it quickly fell to the floor beneath them, a small smirk gracing her features as she pulled away from the kiss they’d shared, slowly, so she could finally take in the sight of the most amazing body she’d ever laid eyes on. “You know, I’m going to just be honest here for a second, and admit I’ve had quite a few fantasies about what this body of yours looked like underneath all that clothing, but damn, I need to step my fantasy game up, because nothing compares to the real thing. You’re fucking sexy as hell!”