Room 222 | Saturday Night

[pursuedthestars]

Jim was almost sad to figure out whatever craziness had been in the phones yesterday had stopped. It'd been pretty fun to get some insane calls from people he'd probably never talked to about things he'd never talked to them about. He'd be saving those for times when he needed a laugh.

Tonight, he had his door open for no other reason than to see who might be around on a Saturday night. It was kind of sad he was around on a Saturday night but he figured one night in wouldn't kill him. Besides, sometimes the dorms could be entertaining.

Jim was sitting on his desk chair, legs stretched out in front of him and book open in one hand. It wasn't anything special but it passed the time until he thought of something better to do. He liked reading for pleasure, anyway.

Shh. Don't tell.

[Door & post are open]

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[whenshewasnice]

She found another spot to kiss, a little higher up, almost right under the line of his jaw. "Maybe I'm expecting you to wise up and start complimenting me back."

[pursuedthestars]

"What, this isn't a one way street?" Jim joked, snickering lightly. "But, you do feel pretty good pressed against me. Solid. Strong."

[whenshewasnice]

"You have no idea," Natalie murmured. Well, she was freakishly strong. And licked where she'd just kissed him. "You feel pretty good too."

[pursuedthestars]

"And you've got a great tongue," he couldn't help but say since she'd just used it on him. "Great mouth in general but great tongue, Natalie. Really great."

[whenshewasnice]

That just meant she had to lick his neck again. Just more slowly. And a longer lick.

"I've heard that before. Although usually people compliment me on using it to say smart things."

[pursuedthestars]

"I'm sure you do say many smart things," he mumbled, sighing again. This sigh was a little longer. "But, I think I prefer your tongue when it's on me. Is that selfish? I don't care."

[whenshewasnice]

"Hardly surprising," she murmured, lips brushing against his skin. "Selfish jerk like you."

[pursuedthestars]

"Mmm." He wasn't going to deny that label. He was, he definitely was exactly that. Jim shifted, moving to try and encourage her to kiss him properly. "I know, I'm an awful person."

[whenshewasnice]

"You are." She moved, but licked his lip instead of kissing him. Because he'd stopped her from doing that the first time. "But I'm not much better."

[pursuedthestars]

"Which makes us alike even if you don't wanna admit that," he said, trying to bring her closer to him while his mind whirled on where he wanted to take her.

Literally.

"It's true."

[whenshewasnice]

"I think by definition, saying I'm not better is admitting similarity."

Yeah, she couldn't not be clever. But at least she kissed him right after saying that. Properly, this time.

Okay, it was pretty improper.

[pursuedthestars]

Jim's smile turned into a smirk at that improper kiss. He didn't care if it was improper. It felt pretty damn good.

"I'm sure I could find many ways to be an awful person to you tonight," he said and meant awful in all the good ways. He touched a thumb to her lip.

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie kissed his thumb, and offered him another half smile. And a little press of her hips against his because those were good words to hear and deserved something in return. "Well, go ahead then."

[pursuedthestars]

"Oh, but I don't know which way I want too choose!" Jim said, sounding overwhelmed. "There's just so many choices!"

[whenshewasnice]

"Really?" Natalie drawled, amused, running a hand down his side. "I'm not sure there are that many choices."

[pursuedthestars]

"Well, there's on the bed, on my chair, on the floor, bent over the desk, on the desk, and against the wall. Again."

See, there were plenty of choices.

[whenshewasnice]

"Well," Natalie replied, as she reached around to put her hand on his ass, all idle-like, "that last one's already been done, so that's out." She squeezed. "And I'm not sure you have what it takes to persuade me to bend over for you, so that may be out too."

[pursuedthestars]

Jim's eyebrows went up at the squeezing but it was pleasant surprise. He licked his lips and smiled.

"Obviously, I'm good either which way," Jim told her, nodding. "Got a preference?"

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie shook her head. "Not really." Was she getting her other hand on his ass? Of course she was. What? It was nice, so anyone would have done the same. "You'll make it good anyway, and you know my rules."

Her grand 'no marks, no hairpulling' rules.

[pursuedthestars]

"So many rules," Jim said, not really sounding like he cared because he didn't. "Maybe the bed, then. Be old fashioned about it. Screw you right into my sheets."

[whenshewasnice]

"Big talk, farmboy," she drawled, giving his ass a squeeze with both hands this time, before giving him a tug to follow her towards the bed. She was pretty sure it was the direction of the bed, anyway. Her sense of direction wasn't at its peak performance right now. "Let's see if it's accurate."

[pursuedthestars]

"You just told me I'd make it good so you know I will," he said, all confidence. He moved with her, keeping close and taking care not to step over her feet to trip them up. "I back up my talk. Always."

[whenshewasnice]

"Just because I have positive expectations doesn't mean I'm about to let you get complacent and smug," Natalie pointed out as she shuffled backwards. "I find people perform better when they want to prove something."

[pursuedthestars]

"I don't have anything to prove," he replied, shaking his head. "Nothing. Not a thing. You know I'm good and I know I'm good. And despite that, I'm still gonna give it to you till you don't want to get out of my bed for a few hours."

[whenshewasnice]

"Yes." Her legs bumped against the edge of the bed. "Because otherwise you'd be disproving the idea that you're good."

She leaned in for another kiss. And some murmured words. "Want another compliment? I enjoy you saying things like that."