Steve Rogers
COURT Seelie
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PLANS Steve will be sleeping through the majority of the timeskip.
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- DATE -Wakes up from enchanted sleep.
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Then let me worry about it.
[Steve, well, he does have a head for strategy, taking the lead, though this is the epitome of something you do together. He slides his fingers back down, the middle one easing into her. The softness makes him sigh, those blond lashes of his fluttering as he leans in to kiss her.]
Trust me?
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Though Ariadne will certainly be taking charge eventually. They have two days. They have more than that, if they can manage it. ]
Of course. [ She reaches for his other hand, to pull it up to her lips, kissing his knuckles. ] Always.
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Another moment and he shifts their positions, rolling her over like she was as light as a feather on top of him. He presses his hands into the mattress on either side of her, just letting his eyes sweep over her. This is where he starts, mapping out over part of her before he starts pressing kisses along her body. She's so warm against his lips, but he can make her shiver too with just the brush of his tongue.]
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But Steve's rolling her, and the effortless strength he does it with has her gasp, her hips automatically angling up to try and press against him. Each press of his lips and tongue makes her gasp, shivering beneath him, but she isn't idle. Ariadne's hands drag along his skin, seeking out rough places to smooth and spots that make him squirm. ]