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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Elizabeth makes a soft happy humming sort of noise.

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Which Auggie answers with an inquiring humming sort of noise.

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"Do that again," she requests in a languid murmur.

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Grinning, Auggie does.

And then . . . doesn't, kissing his way across her chest again.



Oh there are the teeth again.

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She cups her hands around the back of his head and purrs a little.

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More of the same, then?

Maybe a little harder?

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Yes and yes.

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"You," he informs her, kissing her nipple, "make fantastic sounds."

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"I'm glad. You have a fantastic mouth," she says, tipping her head back a little and more or less moaning the word.

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"You know," he comments, stroking the backs of his fingers up her stomach and catching her nipple between them, "on the way over?" Pause for a nibble on one side and a soft pinch on the other. "I was figuring on more making out on the couch first, maybe going down on you there."

He leans up to nuzzle her jaw. "Not that I'm complaining about where we are now."

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"I didn't exactly have specific plans," she admits, "except that at some point in the next twelve hours I'm going to give you the best blowjob of your life."

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"Aw, now it won't be a surprise." He finds her mouth and kisses her. His hand is still playing with her breast, stroking and rolling her nipple. "Unless you keep me in suspense."

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"I'm not going to interrupt this for it, that's for damn sure."

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"Oh good," he says comfortably, and kisses her again.

The mellow tone of his voice is rather at odds with the increasing heat in his kisses.

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No it isn't.

Elizabeth can do mellow-but-horny just as well as he can, thank you.

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He tries that nibble on her lower lip this time. His hands, meanwhile, roam over her breasts and her shoulders and her back. He can't get enough of her skin, warm and smooth, and the muscles beneath it.

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She likes that—his teeth on her lip and the way he touches her.

She is not shy about expressing her appreciation by way of more fantastic noises.

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Auggie hums happily, wraps his arms around her waist, and tugs her closer so he can try nibbling and kissing the side of her neck.

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One arm slides around his shoulders for balance; she tips her head back again, giving him plenty of room to work.

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In which case, Auggie is going to take his time about exploring. In deference to the possibility that she has places to be tomorrow, he tries not to leave any lasting marks on her skin.

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Not that Elizabeth objects to marks in principle, but she still appreciates his discretion.

(Marks, even temporary ones, are identifying. There is only so much you can do with makeup. With the amount of time she spends making herself into people she isn't, she can't afford to indulge in anything that might draw connections.)

More than that, though, she appreciates the feel of his mouth on her skin. Very, very much.

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She can leave all the marks she wants on him!

Mmmmm, shoulder.

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She's going to have fun finding that out, eventually.

Until then she can just keep having fun like this.

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One of his hands finds her breast again, and he circles his thumb over her nipple while his tongue laves her skin.

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See? Fun!

"Damn, that's nice," she murmurs, a little bit breathless.