Mimi perked up an eyebrow at Xavier as his face fell, and she had to bite down on the corner of her lip to stop herself from smiling widely, because really, for as tough of a guy as Xavier claimed to be, her words really did seem to leave an impact on him, whether it was actually serious or not. "Relax, I was joking." She folded her arms across her chest, “And I’ll have you know we all did our best, okay, that’s what counts." Actually, thinking back on it, she wasn’t entirely sure if everyone actually ‘did their best’, but whatever, the games weren’t exactly something that they could practice or prepare for. Xavier needed to stop complaining about it because, well, sick or not, he hadn’t even shown up. Scoffing, she rolled her eyes playfully, “Please, I barely even noticed you were gone." That wasn’t entirely true, but she really didn’t have time to dwell on that any more, because apparently those were all the pleasantries they were allowed before they got down to business. Well then. Mimi was about to pull away and start complaining, before she realized how mutually beneficial their whole rendevouz would be, so she just stayed silent, raising up her eyebrows at him in amusement before meeting his lips eagerly, half hopping up to aid in him picking her up, her legs wrapping around his waist the same time she lifted up her arms to loop around his neck so that he didn’t drop her or she didn’t like, topple sideways or something. The ballerina was quite graceful in most situations, but she didn’t really want to chance it, and come out of their meeting with a bruised tailbone or something.
Barely even noticing that they were moving because she was so distracted by what he was doing on her neck - she really hoped that he wasn’t going to leave a mark but it was sending a good chill through her so she couldn’t really complain - she let out a squeak as she was tossed back onto the bed, followed by a small giggle because that squeak was almost embarrassing. Mimi tried not to stare at his chest for too long as he removed his shirt before their lips were meeting again. Her fingers immediately moved up to tangle themselves in the hair at the nape of his neck, tugging a little harder than she actually meant to in order to respond to the kiss, because it was a little bit rougher than she actually expected. She let out a bit of a moan as he tugged on her lower lip, finding it hard to properly focus on anything that he was doing because he kind of seemed to be moving everywhere at once and it was definitely succeeding in working her up quickly. Before she knew it, the pair had rolled around, and she almost rolled her eyes at him motioning to take her dress off, but complied, grabbing onto the hem and lifting it up and over her head, - barely taking the time to muse about how she could have just not put more clothes on - tossing it to the floor. Rolling her hips into hers, Mimi leaned down so that she could start peppering kisses lightly along his neck and jaw, moving down so that she was including his chest and shoulders, as her hands slid down his chest to start fiddling tracing her finger somewhat teasingly around the waistband of his shorts.
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