001 [warning: sexytimes]

[seeagreatergood]

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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"Thought you might like that," she murmurs.

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"Damn, Elizabeth, did I mention you're amazing?"

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"I welcome repetitions," she says, half-laughing, and sits in his lap again to shove the whole bundle of pants and assorted satellites off her feet.

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"You're fucking amazing," he tells her, running his fingers up this time, ankles to calves to knees to thighs to ass to hips.

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"Thanks. You're pretty damn fine yourself."

Is it time for kisses? It is so time for kisses.

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Yes it certainly is.

It's also time for Auggie to start unbuttoning his own shirt, which has been on for way too long. (Not to mention he doesn't want to risk getting it stained in the next part of the evening.)

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Vigorous sex does tend to be hard on the clothes, yes. Which is why being naked is so much better! Elizabeth wins.

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So she won't mind if he breaks the kiss and dislodges her a little in order to pull his half-unbuttoned shirt off over his head, right?

It's worth the wait!

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...oh, yes.

Yes it is.

She slides off his lap and onto the couch so she can run her hands down his chest and kiss his collarbone.

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Auggie hums happily, tipping his head back.

"I had a plan here," he complains. "Involving my tongue and your clit."

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"How's your plan going to adapt to me taking your pants off?" she asks as her hands reach his waistline.

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He inhales.

"I guess it can be put on hold."

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Brightly: "Good."

In that case, they can proceed with Elizabeth's plan for the moment.

It also involves a tongue! Or it will, when she gets his pants off.

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Auggie lifts his hips to help her out, keeping a hand on her shoulder. Under his jeans he's wearing black boxer-briefs that are doing very little to hide his erection.

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They'll be doing even less to hide it in a minute.

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Things Auggie is entirely in favor of: 1. nakedness, 2. on his couch, 3. in the company of an incredibly sexy person who is also naked.

"C'mere," he demands breathlessly, pulling her into a kiss and running a hand up her stomach to her breast.

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She laughs and, obligingly, kisses him.

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He slides his other hand into her hair, just so he can keep track of her mouth, and enjoys the warmth of her skin against his as they kiss.

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It is a very nice kiss, and very nice skin.

And then she breaks away and starts nuzzling down his chest.

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Even a blind man can see where this is going, unless she decides to be a particularly terrible tease.

Tipping his head back, he lets out a very happy sigh.

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Oh, no. She is definitely going where he thinks she's going.

With plenty of sightseeing along the way, granted. The kind of sightseeing you do with your mouth.

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That is Auggie's favorite kind of sightseeing!

His hand is still in her hair, but his head is tipped back and his eyes are closed.

"Mmm, fuck."

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She licks and nibbles and brushes her lips over his skin and somehow manages to end up kneeling on the floor in front of the couch by the time she reaches her destination. It's a little easier, logistically speaking.

And then she tugs his hips forward and wraps her mouth around his cock.

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He may not enjoy the nibbles as much as she does -- she gets a much better reaction from him when she licks -- but he certainly appreciates them.

When she reaches his cock he just about purrs. Although--

"Do you want me to get a condom?" he asks, just a little strained.

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"If you want," she murmurs, looking up at his face. "I'm not planning to fuck you right now, though."