That is far better, and any disappointment she might feel at the ruse finally coming to an end is easily mitigated by a touch she hasn't felt in far too long. She laughs at his shock, though the sound is quick to fade into something far more pleasured when he responds again, not with words but wanting. He is hardly the only one to have missed this, and even when he pulls back to speak she chases after, playfully nipping his jaw whenever he stopped kissing her long enough for words.
"You really should learn the difference between us." This had been the second time, and after they had acted on the mutual attraction of their first encounter, no less. It's a little sloppy, and Pepper will tell him as much--later, when she isn't so invested in the feeling of his mouth on hers. That his desire is so evident she hardly faults him for; in truth she feels the same, her fingers hooking into the waistband of his breeches and tugging him towards her, although she did have patience enough not to actually try and take them off.
For now.
"Although if we don't get back to your room quickly, I may just find a way to embarrass you after all." She hasn't forgotten that they are in a very public hall, yet part of her doesn't care--and that is all the more reason for the warning. Those first few kisses make it clear to her just how eager she is to lose herself with him, how much she wants to be with him in this brief and fleeting window. Her hands slip around his waist, palms pressed to leather as she draws them up his back. She has missed him to a dangerous degree, one unsafe to indulge when they remain out in the open.
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"You really should learn the difference between us." This had been the second time, and after they had acted on the mutual attraction of their first encounter, no less. It's a little sloppy, and Pepper will tell him as much--later, when she isn't so invested in the feeling of his mouth on hers. That his desire is so evident she hardly faults him for; in truth she feels the same, her fingers hooking into the waistband of his breeches and tugging him towards her, although she did have patience enough not to actually try and take them off.
For now.
"Although if we don't get back to your room quickly, I may just find a way to embarrass you after all." She hasn't forgotten that they are in a very public hall, yet part of her doesn't care--and that is all the more reason for the warning. Those first few kisses make it clear to her just how eager she is to lose herself with him, how much she wants to be with him in this brief and fleeting window. Her hands slip around his waist, palms pressed to leather as she draws them up his back. She has missed him to a dangerous degree, one unsafe to indulge when they remain out in the open.