( she isn't really sure how they became friends, maybe at a club with friends. she likes him enough to go through the effort of bringing her bottle of painkillers and a tin full of freshly cooked waffles with a container of butter and a container of syrup.
essie pulls her hair out of its ponytail when she gets into the elevator, shaking the red strands out before she slides up to his door with a friendly knock. )
[ Very likely at a club or had she ever been to a bachelorette party with a male stripper? They could have met there too. In any case, Dian doesn't tend to keep track of where he meets people. He meets too many people for that and he drinks too much too.
When he hears the knock, he thinks that he should have just unlocked his door and told her to let herself in but alas. He hadn't thought ahead. So he has to push himself up and make his way to the door.
Despite the fact, his head feels like it's being jackhammered he smiles brightly when he opens the door to let her in. ]
( ah yes, not many giggly, mostly innocent college school girls go into a strip club with their friends for a laugh and walk out with the number of one of the strippers. particularly the one with the good thighs. and not many go to their apartments specifically for cuddles.
but essie isn't like many girls in more ways than one and she beams at him when the door opens, instantly filling the room with her personal brand of sunshine as she drops a kiss on dian's cheek. )
[ No one should be able to be that bright and cute when Dian is so hungover. But also she makes him smile and he wraps an arm briefly around her waist for a quick hug. ]
Are you kidding? ( she laughs, a twinkle in her eye as she steps further into his place, slinging her free arm around his shoulders. )
I came all this way and you're asking for full service? What do I get out of it? ( essie is joking, of course. ever the do-gooder, she is always happy to lend a helping hand ... though she is considering drawing the line at feeding. )
[ Dian says. No one could say he lacks in self-awareness. He likes the way she laughs, though. He leads further into the apartment and then drops himself on the couch. ]
When I'm fully recovered I'm sure I can make it worth your while.
You're so confusing, ( she laughs, unknotting the plastic bag ties as she follows him. the innocent, christian-raised part of her blushes at the implication, but the newer and bolder part of her thrills at the prospect of doing something a little naughty.
or a lot naughty, considering who she's with.
she sits close next to him and begins unpacking the food, unwrapping the curled foil edges of the container to free the plastic lid, setting that aside for recycling later. ) Are you ... ( she pauses, considering her words, skin still pink around the edges. ) Into food and other things?
[ Dian laughs despite the way it makes it head throb. He groans inwardly afterwards and his eyes linger on her a little longer all the same. He likes the blush on her cheeks. It means she does, in fact, get what he might mean.
His chin rests on her shoulder as he watches what she's doing, close enough to get a small sniff of her shampoo -- he's not being weird! It just happens. ]
( making a muffled, frustrated, essie pulls out the knife and fork from where they had been wrapped in a napkin and begins spreading the butter over the waffle. the syrup gets drizzled over the breakfast food with some to spare if he wants to dip any.
she sighs and struggles to finish the sentence. ) Like food and sex. I don't – really know beyond the fact that people like it, that's all. ( essie cuts a piece of waffle and forks it, offering it to dian with a raised eyebrow. )
[ It's still amusing to watch her frustration and he allows her to take care of the waffle and getting it ready. He kind of likes being taken care of sometimes, maybe he's going a little overboard right now but she kind of enables him! How could he not want to take a little bit advantage of her willingness?
He opens his mouth and takes the bite off the fork, keeping his eyes are her face and he chews before he answers. ]
Not really, I mean licking stuff off people, or off me, sure. More than that, not really.
( essie goes silent as she watches him dig into the offered bite of waffle, licking her lips subconsciously. quickly, she turns away to fork another piece, holding it up to dian in hopes of relieving his hangover. )
Like whipped cream?
( that sounds fun if a bit messy. probably more tolerable than using chocolate syrup or whatever she sees in shows and movies about bachelorette parties. )
[ Dian watches her licking her lips and he takes another bite when it's offered. Between drinking some water, the medicine and now eating he's starting to feel better.
And okay maybe the distraction of Essie has something to do with that too. ]
( the fork finds a temporary home shoved into the stack of waffles. with a tittering laugh, she presses her elbow into his side, half falling against him as she leans back. )
I feel like ... you're up to something, ( she deduces, wrinkling her nose at him, perhaps picking up on some vibes in the room. ) Or you're thinking about something very naughty.
( she can't help but giggle softly up at him, the food all but abandoned on the table. )
Why do I feel like prey right now? ( essie observes, giddiness bubbling beneath the surface despite her attempts to keep it cool to try to match dian's energy. )
Mm, maybe. ( she is still very much enjoying playing coy — at least a little bit coy since she's so close to kissing him but doesn't, still leaning a few inches away from his face. )
You've set a trap for me. What's your plan of attack?
( essie cocks her head to the side, watching him work his charm with interest and admiration. a soft smile settles on her face when he leans in close and she nuzzles back, her cheek against his.
she can hear her heart beating rapidly, thudding in her ears. essie has some experience, naturally, being pretty and attractive to boys especially, but there's something decidedly more mature about this encounter.
without another word, she surges forward to kiss him. )
[ Dian hadn’t actually expected her to kiss him. It’s a pleasant surprise and he grins into it for a brief moment before he pulls her closer as he kisses back. His hands slide down her sides to her hips, gently tugging her into his lap as long as she doesn’t resist the movement.
It seems that’s the answer to his question, her kissing him. He’ll still be careful with her, though. He’s pretty fond of her after all. ]
( she bursts into delighted giggles as she slides into his lap. it certainly isn't an unwelcome change. essie had been so closed in on herself for so long, avoiding much intimacy and dating. with her life mostly stabilized, she wants to at least try some exploration.
her fingers find their way into his hair, mussing it a little as she tips his head back for a deeper kiss. )
[ Dian grins as she giggles. She's adorable. He keeps his hands on her hips for now and shifts her just a bit closer so she can feel the effect that she's having on him. His hands slowly trace up the curve of her waist then.
He kisses her, lips fitting against her soft ones, slowly encouraging the deepening kiss with his tongue teasing against her lips just a little bit at first. ]
( it's exciting. stripping is a job like any other but essie is young and she can't help but find it to be extremely sexy. especially when he pulls her tight against him and she can feel him filling out between her bare thighs. her dress isn't terribly short but she knows it's hiked up a little too high in her current position.
essie makes a soft noise against his mouth, parting her lips to let him have a taste of her, her fingers curling into the back of his shirt. when she pulls back for air, she can see traces of her lip gloss on his mouth and that makes her smile, lifting her hand to trace the outline of his bottom lip with her thumb. )
[ Dian even hungover and horny he's paying attention to her body language, to the way she kisses him, making sure she's just as on board with this as he is and not just going along with it. She seems so innocent sometimes and sweet and he doesn't want to take advantage of her.
But he does really, really want her. He tastes her, his tongue exploring before parting. His hands had slipped down, lightly rubbing along the outside of her thighs and he looks at her through hooded eyes, a crooked smile on his lips at the light touch of her thumb. He presses a quick kiss to the pad of her thumb. ]
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I feel like a tequila train ran over me.
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Do you need me to help?
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And cuddles.
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Okay so diner waffles and aleve and my waiting arms hehehe
I'll be there soon
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essie pulls her hair out of its ponytail when she gets into the elevator, shaking the red strands out before she slides up to his door with a friendly knock. )
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When he hears the knock, he thinks that he should have just unlocked his door and told her to let herself in but alas. He hadn't thought ahead. So he has to push himself up and make his way to the door.
Despite the fact, his head feels like it's being jackhammered he smiles brightly when he opens the door to let her in. ]
My guardian angel~!
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but essie isn't like many girls in more ways than one and she beams at him when the door opens, instantly filling the room with her personal brand of sunshine as she drops a kiss on dian's cheek. )
Cm'on, eat up! I'll even hug you while you do it.
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You won't just feed me?
[ He opens his mouth with a dramatic "ah". ]
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I came all this way and you're asking for full service? What do I get out of it? ( essie is joking, of course. ever the do-gooder, she is always happy to lend a helping hand ... though she is considering drawing the line at feeding. )
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[ Dian says. No one could say he lacks in self-awareness. He likes the way she laughs, though. He leads further into the apartment and then drops himself on the couch. ]
When I'm fully recovered I'm sure I can make it worth your while.
[ If you know what he means. ]
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or a lot naughty, considering who she's with.
she sits close next to him and begins unpacking the food, unwrapping the curled foil edges of the container to free the plastic lid, setting that aside for recycling later. ) Are you ... ( she pauses, considering her words, skin still pink around the edges. ) Into food and other things?
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[ Dian laughs despite the way it makes it head throb. He groans inwardly afterwards and his eyes linger on her a little longer all the same. He likes the blush on her cheeks. It means she does, in fact, get what he might mean.
His chin rests on her shoulder as he watches what she's doing, close enough to get a small sniff of her shampoo -- he's not being weird! It just happens. ]
What exactly are you asking?
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( making a muffled, frustrated, essie pulls out the knife and fork from where they had been wrapped in a napkin and begins spreading the butter over the waffle. the syrup gets drizzled over the breakfast food with some to spare if he wants to dip any.
she sighs and struggles to finish the sentence. ) Like food and sex. I don't – really know beyond the fact that people like it, that's all. ( essie cuts a piece of waffle and forks it, offering it to dian with a raised eyebrow. )
Here.
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He opens his mouth and takes the bite off the fork, keeping his eyes are her face and he chews before he answers. ]
Not really, I mean licking stuff off people, or off me, sure. More than that, not really.
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Like whipped cream?
( that sounds fun if a bit messy. probably more tolerable than using chocolate syrup or whatever she sees in shows and movies about bachelorette parties. )
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And okay maybe the distraction of Essie has something to do with that too. ]
Yeah, exactly.
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I feel like ... you're up to something, ( she deduces, wrinkling her nose at him, perhaps picking up on some vibes in the room. ) Or you're thinking about something very naughty.
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I'm generally always up to something and thinking about naughty things so.
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Thinking that you could be dessert this morning.
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Why do I feel like prey right now? ( essie observes, giddiness bubbling beneath the surface despite her attempts to keep it cool to try to match dian's energy. )
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[ Dian's smile softens briefly before it turns into a grin as his hand slips to her hip from her arm. ]
Do you want to be?
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You've set a trap for me. What's your plan of attack?
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I'll start... like this...
[ he hums, leaning in but just so his lips almost ghost against her, before he simply lets his nose nuzzle against her cheek. ]
Are you sure you want to play this game with me?
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she can hear her heart beating rapidly, thudding in her ears. essie has some experience, naturally, being pretty and attractive to boys especially, but there's something decidedly more mature about this encounter.
without another word, she surges forward to kiss him. )
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It seems that’s the answer to his question, her kissing him. He’ll still be careful with her, though. He’s pretty fond of her after all. ]
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( she bursts into delighted giggles as she slides into his lap. it certainly isn't an unwelcome change. essie had been so closed in on herself for so long, avoiding much intimacy and dating. with her life mostly stabilized, she wants to at least try some exploration.
her fingers find their way into his hair, mussing it a little as she tips his head back for a deeper kiss. )
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He kisses her, lips fitting against her soft ones, slowly encouraging the deepening kiss with his tongue teasing against her lips just a little bit at first. ]
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essie makes a soft noise against his mouth, parting her lips to let him have a taste of her, her fingers curling into the back of his shirt. when she pulls back for air, she can see traces of her lip gloss on his mouth and that makes her smile, lifting her hand to trace the outline of his bottom lip with her thumb. )
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But he does really, really want her. He tastes her, his tongue exploring before parting. His hands had slipped down, lightly rubbing along the outside of her thighs and he looks at her through hooded eyes, a crooked smile on his lips at the light touch of her thumb. He presses a quick kiss to the pad of her thumb. ]
You're really, really pretty.