log 2 || let's have a drink [closed]

[sweettalk]

Who: Anders Johnson (sweettalk) & Alex Millar (frothing).
What: After a first contact through video, Anders and Alex meet for a drink.
When: Day 355, late afternoon.
Where: The Roadhouse.
Rating: PG-13 to R.

[Anders promised a date to Gaia but it is with Alex that he wants to spend some time for now. The Scottish young woman seems fun and fun is what Anders needs.

As often as possible.

So this is why he now wanders into Hel House, knocking at her door. Let's hope she didn't forget that meeting... date... thing.]

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[frothing]

[ Her gaze goes to the ceiling for a moment before her lips curve into a nervous sort of smile.] Not exactly first date talk but... before I came here. I was technically... dead. A ghost. [ her eyes return to his face.] I was still rather new at it but yeah... I was sort of... you know, murdered.

[sweettalk]

[Alex, excuse him while he blankly stares at you for a moment.] Well... You look rather fresh for a zombie.

[He laughs a bit and takes a sip of his drink. When he looks at her again, his eyes are gentle and his smile very soft.]

I'm sorry, Alex, I really am. I'll listen if you want to tell me about it... [He reaches for her hand but allows her to decide if she wants the touch or not.]

[frothing]

Ghost is definitely not the same as zombie. We smell a lot better. [ or not at all, really. but she laughs and takes a swig of her drink.]

I'm alright. [ she lets him take her hand but her nose wrinkles a moment later.] Not first date talk.

[sweettalk]

[Anders laughs with her and squeezes her hand a bit.]

Alright, not first date talk. So, what should I do now ? [He moves his stool just a bit closer.]

I hesitate between telling you a secret about me or kissing you...

[frothing]

Well, considering you've already told me a secret...

[sweettalk]

Oh true ! Then...

[Anders leans closer, slightly tilting his head and brushes his lips against hers.]

[frothing]

[ she just grins, triumphantly before she returns that kiss, leaning in closer as their lips press together.]

Triumphantly ? /giggles

[sweettalk]

[Her lips slightly tastes of scotch (he likes that) and he softly nips on her bottom one, trying to get more access.]

hey! it's a word!

[frothing]

[ She lets him deepen it, leaning in a bit closer, liking what she tastes, what it feels like.]

I know ! :D And my apologies, I'm not good at describing kisses.

[sweettalk]

[He wraps an arm around her waist, pulling her a bit closer. He sucks on her tongue, just a little bit, and all he knows is that he doesn't want it to stop.

Too bad that they will need air soon.]

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[frothing]

[ The kiss is soft and yielding at the first before she lets herself get into it. It's been a long time since she's had a good snog and this is the first she's had since the last time she was... well, actually able to. Hal had kissed her but she wasn't sure it counted, being a ghost and all.

He pulls hers closer and she makes a soft sound of contentment against his lips, eyes staying shut as she returns every nuance of his lips against her own. Oh, that's right, air. Suddenly she remembers she needs it, her eyes fluttering open as her lungs burn and demand it.

Pulling back, she laughs a bit, her cheeks flushed and her lips a bit swollen and curved into a sheepish smile.]

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[sweettalk]

[Anders hums in contentment as they break the kiss. Keeping his eyes closed, he licks his lips, trying to keep her taste just a bit longer on him.

He finally looks at her, smiling. He can't remember the last girl he kissed without using Bragi's powers or her being Idun, it seems like an eternity to him. He forgot how nice it was.

He reaches to touch her hair, the short locks very soft under his fingers.]

Can't wait to tell you another secret...

[frothing]

[ And she just looks extremely pleased with this, after all it's the first time since she died she's been able to kiss and it feels like something, to both parties involved. Her lips are warm and his are too. And she finds she's sort of addicted to the feeling, after all it's been so long since the last time she's had a proper kiss.

Laughing at his words, she moves to kiss him again, tugging him (and herself) closer. This kiss is a bit shorter, this time, just a series of shorter kisses before she grins against his lips.]

I don't think secrets are required.

[sweettalk]

[He keeps her close, stealing soft, little kisses from time to time. He feels comfortable and warm and has no wish to leave her or the bar.]

That's perfect then...

[He kisses her once more and then smiles, his eyes shining with mirth.]

I feel good with you.