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Rip Hunter ([personal profile] directed) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs 2018-02-18 04:34 pm (UTC)

[She resists, but not truly--not in anyway that shows her disinterest. The principle, the notion of Rip once more taking control, that Peggy fights as she always will. That entices, intoxicates him even as she sounds out her protests, carried on a much warmer breath than the words themselves would betray. As if he has not so much as sparked her interest already, but still needs to set light to even the tinder, rather than suggest they steal away to feed full and roaring flames.

Oh, but he does enjoy this game of theirs: the back and forth struggle that always demands that Rip meet her measure.]


There are quite a number of ways to dance, Miss Carter. [And so many far less appropriate for public consumption than the one they engage in now. She leads them both still, and that falls to Rip's advantage; he need only follow her careful step, freeing him to lay down more of those landmines she wishes to avoid.

Such as the way he turns his head just then, dares to plant a kiss just at the edge beneath her temple where skin shows before her hairline. And not just a kiss, but one with lips parted only just, the tiniest flicker of tongue dewing flesh before he withdraws again, only not so far as to abandon ground. He's gotten his first taste of her, tonight. He's eager to have more--to tempt her into giving over to the same.]

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