001 [warning: sexytimes]

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Happy Hour at Allen's is, as usual, loud with competing voices and scents, all of which are less important to Auggie than Annie and Jai's laughter and the second beer in front of him.

Well. Almost all. Occasionally Auggie cocks his head at the sound of heels or the floral scent of shampoo and listens to Jai and Annie's reactions. Jai has one chuckle for redheads and another for brunettes, while Annie has a groan for blondes that Auggie is told is rather hypocritical of her.

"Did the last three girls all have tequila, or was it just one carrying enough shots for her whole party?" he wonders.

"The last four," Jai corrects, audibly smirking. "Your nose must be getting tired."

"I don't get it. Cinco de Mayo is tomorrow -- you'd think people could hold off on the faux-Mexican debauchery until Saturday."

He hears Annie sit bolt upright.

"Oh crap, it's Friday, I have a thing with my--"

"Sister," Auggie and Jai chorus with her. Auggie grins, in spite of the dirty look he's sure she's giving him, and adds, "Jai, you owe me ten bucks."

Jai sighs and digs in his pockets. "Which ought to just about cover your cab ride." He slaps the money onto the table at Auggie's ten o'clock. "Annie, I'll walk you to your car, I'm headed that way."

"Now there's a Pyrrhic victory," Auggie says, with a sigh of his own. "Annie, did he really give me a ten?"

"Yes!" Annie says, laughing, and squeezes his shoulder as she stands. "You're so paranoid."

"I'm wounded that you don't trust me," Jai agrees, also standing.

"You'll heal, I'm sure. Have a good weekend, you two. Don't do anything I wouldn't do."

"Same to you, Auggie," Jai says, with an eyeroll crystal-clear in his voice.

"That'll be a boring weekend, then," Auggie calls after Jai's cologne and Annie's heels, then turns back to his beer. Now where is he going to find a ride with all these tequila-soaked early birds?

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"Mmmmmmm. Sure," she says, kissing him again and sliding out of his lap, "as long as you promise to keep touching me like that when I get back."

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"Cross my heart and hope to die."

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"Now you have to touch me," she says as she picks up their glasses and heads for the couch again. "I would be very sad if you had a heart attack."

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"Not half as sad as I would be if I had a heart attack before having the chance to eat you out."

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"You're sweet," Elizabeth informs him. "And your drink has arrived."

She sets hers down on the coffee table, sits in his lap, and puts the glass in his hand.

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He grins.

"Thanks. Should I tip you? I don't think you're wearing anything for me to tuck a dollar into. Here."

He cups his free hand around the back of her neck and draws her into another kiss -- very deep and very heated.

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She hums into his mouth.

"I think I like that better than a dollar," she breathes against his lips when the kiss breaks.

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"Yeah?"

He promised to touch her the way he was earlier, didn't he?

He runs his hand down her back, over her hip, and lets his fingers creep up her inner thigh.

"How about that?"

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"I love that."

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A little higher, and he can run his fingers over her slit.

"And that?"

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"Yes," she breathes.

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He finds her clit and circles it for a moment, then pats her hip.

"Up for a second? I want to get down where you were."

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"All right."

She kisses him, nuzzles his cheek, and then climbs out of his lap and settles herself on the couch.

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While Auggie slides off, takes a swallow of his rum and puts it down on the floor, and settles between her knees.

Auggie seriously loves giving head. It's one of the few activities where his blindness doesn't make things any more complicated; navigating by touch and sound and taste gives him all the information he needs and then some.

He starts at her right knee, kissing and nibbling his way up her leg.

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She purrs, letting her legs drift apart.

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Perfect! Now he can go back and give her other leg the same treatment.

After placing one delicate kiss on her clit, that is.

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Affectionately: "Tease."

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"Yep." Nibble. "Your point?"

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"I like it. Keep it up."

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A laugh.

"You should be careful what you ask for."

His tongue draws a broad wet line up towards her crotch.

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"Why should I, when I'm asking for exactly what I want?"

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He would answer her, but he's busy finding her clit with his tongue.

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That is a completely acceptable excuse.

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He swirls his tongue around her clit, flicks lightly across it, nibbles and sucks and -- as ever -- pays close attention to what gets the best reactions.

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Everything. Everything gets the best reactions.

All right, she's especially partial to the nibbling. And the sucking. Both in sequence is even better.