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Kim and Chase come upstairs after dinner. She grins as she opens the door. "Can you wait a moment? I'm going to go change into something more comfortable..."

She leaves him in the bedroom and slips into the bathroom to put on some skimpy lingerie the bar gave her earlier. On top of that, she throws on a cotton robe.

"You know, I'm not sure how much I feel like practicing tonight..." she says, looking down, trying to hide a smile.

[ooc: Smut warning]

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"Ah, well..." He shrugs, not sure what to make of that. He's not really feeling up to any kind of combat lesson at the moment either...

"Whatever you want to do," he says, trying not to let himself picture what's under the cotton robe.

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She walks over to him, her hands touching his chest. "I was thinking maybe something a little less combative."

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He swallows. He's not going to be able to refrain from touching her...

"Make love, not war?" He smiles a little.

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She tries to nudge him backward. "Something like that..."

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His hands come up to skim very, very lightly over her waist, and he steps obligingly backwards towards the bed.

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She shivers inwardly. She's missed his touch and she responds by leaning up to kiss him.

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And he's nervous, and holds back at first, but it's been far, far too long, and he's missed her so much...

He cups her cheek and presses deeper, his entire body tense.

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She pulls back to whisper against his lips. "I'm not going to break. I know I want this."

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He shivers, and pulls her closer. "I need you to be sure," he whispers, pressing his forehead against hers and softly capturing her lips one more time.

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And it's Chase. Her Chase. Not Ramon. And time and lessons have helped and she's been wanting him for a while.

Her hands slip to his waist and she lifts his shirt a little. "I'm sure."

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He can't ask for any more confirmation than that. He tugs at the robe, pulling her into a deeper kiss than he's dared for weeks, his hand slipping down to her hip.

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The robe opens to reveal the outfit she especially wore for him.

She slides her arm around his neck and moves her other hand under his shirt, feeling his skin and oh she's missed it.

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His eyes travel slowly down her body, and he brushes the robe aside to slip down over her shoulders, his breath catching a little in his throat. Oh god, she's beautiful...

He catches her wrist gently just to hold her hand there for a minute, wanting to feel its warmth against his skin, and then slips the shirt over his head.

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Watching his reaction to her body makes her feel a little warm. It's not anything like 'her nipples hardened under his gaze' like some bad romance novel but she definitely feels a flush.

She moves the robe out of the way and then presses her lips against his chest.

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He tilts his head back and draws in a slow, slightly trembling breath.

He dips his head swiftly to kiss the underside of her jaw, flicking his tongue very lightly against the skin.

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She gasps softly and pushes back enough to look up at him, "Sit down," she breathes.

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He lets himself fall back onto the bed, catching himself with one arm and using the other to pull her with him.

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She kisses the side of his neck and slides her hand down his chest, moving down his body until she's straddling his legs and looking up at him.

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He slips his hands around to cup her buttocks and pull her closer against him, closing his eyes and inhaling deeply.

She smells good. He's missed that more than he knew, missed having her close enough to breathe in her familiar scent. He kisses her, harder this time.

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She nips at his lower lip, "Mmmm, no...this is about you."

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"But I want it to be about you, too," he breathes, kissing her again and smiling gently against her lips.

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"And it will be...later," she promises. "Or I am going to have to restrain you?" she whispers into his ear, unable to keep the amusement out of her voice.

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He shivers. And part of it...isn't a happy shiver. "Restrain me...how?"

His hand begins to slide up under her top.

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She wraps her hands around his wrists and pins him gently to the mattress. She leans forward to kiss him again, her hair brushing against his face.

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A slow grin spreads over his face. This kind of restraining he can handle.

His lips part beneath hers, and since he can't move his hands to touch her face, he shifts position to settle her body between his legs.