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[ Jim isn't quite so out of practice on that front, but it's solely due to his time on the station. Before then, it had been a few years for him too, of too much work and too little free time and opportunity.

It's not the kind of thing one forgets how to do, luckily. And she's a good kisser too, he notes with the little things that come along with the pressure of pliant lips against his own. The hand going to his hair draws a softer sound from him, closer to a sigh, and he almost seems to relax against her palm in response to the attention. Small gestures like that always add to the experience of a kiss, in Jim's personal opinion, and he returns in kind by brushing his fingertips against the short hair near her nape, his other hand resting gently against her lower back. ]

Edited 2021-12-23 00:03 (UTC)

[ she doesn't think it's something she could forget how to do, not at this point. it's a much more fun muscle memory than picking up a sword, and jim clearly knows what he's doing. ]

[ she thinks it would be incredibly easy to turn this into more, but andy is also simply enjoying it for what it is. she's not big into christmas much less mistletoe, but she does like kissing. she lets her hand play with his hair and shifts the angle of her head slightly, nose idly brushing against his. she's smiling quietly against his mouth, curling her fingers into his shirt and pulling him a little closer. ]

Edited 2021-12-24 22:32 (UTC)

[ Jim's never had much trouble turning kisses into more. This is nice too, though; Jim figures he'll let her take the lead here, decide where she wants to go with it and how fast she wants to get there.

She hardly seems to have any issues with taking initiative, which Jim very much appreciates, his own lips curling against hers in return, letting her pull him in as close as she likes, while his hand stays where it is on her back, adding only a hint more pressure but in more of an encouraging way than coaxing. ]

[ it should cross her mind that they're literally just in the hallway, but andy doesn't really know what embarrassment is anymore. she's distracted and happy to be distracted in the moment, she doesn't really care if someone were to walk by. ]

[ he's pliable under her pull, and she hums her own approval. it's probably a little much for mistletoe, but let her reiterate: she is not into mistletoe and therefore she doesn't care about what's normal for it. she cares about the pressure of his hand and of him as she tugs him against her to encourage more of it. she has no plan here. she's just gonna see what happens and enjoy the ride, tentatively kissing him a little harder. ]

[ Jim hasn't once cared about anyone stumbling onto him kissing someone else, and he's not about to start now. That said he can definitely feel the intensity go up a notch, which may require either stopping or relocating at some point soon.

Just a little longer, he tells himself, thoroughly enjoying the way she handles him, how she easily pulls him in close until they're pressed flush. She's strong and he can tell, and his brain so helpfully provides other ways that she could use that strength on him. Which... you know, he would be totally fine with.

He lets out a low sound, not quite a groan but still heated, both his hands now gripping at her shirt. Yeah, they... should stop now, definitely. ]

[ she'd rather be caught kissing than killing, it's much easier to brush off - not that she'd be ashamed of either, but she guesses the former is more socially acceptable. ]

[ she half smirks against his mouth at the sound he makes, and it should be a sign that they pause, but instead andy pushes him till his back hits the nearby wall. she likes jim well enough and he is clearly enjoying this as much as she is, and the mistletoe excuse is long gone. she likes this little escalation as much as the softness of his initial kiss. just because they should stop doesn't mean andy won't try to drag it out a little longer. just to see what happens. just to press her lips more firmly against his, deepening the kiss as she tightens her hand in his hair. ]

[ If he didn't know better, he'd say she's trying to turn this into some kind of game of chicken, see how far she can push until he stops things and backs out. Thing is, Jim has absolutely no qualms in continuing, especially when she pushes him back against the nearest wall, dragging a muffled grunt from him at the contact. Both hands go to her hips, drawing her up against him.

Oh no, he's not going to back out. In fact he would very much push further if about three seconds later the wall behind him didn't suddenly move away in a swoosh, and he ended up falling back, ass hitting the ground hard.

So. The wall was in fact a door. ]

Ow. [ He didn't break anything, but wow. Talk about dumb and embarrassing. At least there's no one else around to see it... ] You alright?

[ she's not playing chicken, except for the part where she is, and it delights her that he's a worthy opponent. she hums again when he grabs her hips, pulling her up towards him, and she allows it, even presses her hips right into him in the hopes of pinning him to the wall. ]

[ at least that's her intent until the wall disappears, and the next thing she knows, she's tumbling forward with him. it's probably half her fault, given the amount of weight she'd been throwing at him, but down she goes, landing on top of him with a thud and a small laugh, hands still wound up in each other's business. ]

I feel like I should be asking you that question.

[ He can't help it, ridiculous though this situation is. He laughs right along with her when he lands on top of him, wiggling around a bit as he tries to move them both so they're not uncomfortable or hurting each other. ]

Yeah, I'm— alright. [ He sighs, head resting on the floor. ] That kind of ruined the mood, huh.

[ it is not the most ridiculous thing that's happened to her in the midst of a kiss, but she appreciates that they can both find the humor in it. everything about this has been unexpectedly welcome, a lightness she needed after reliving some of her worst memories in the dreams. ]

[ she pats his cheek after he shuffles them around, then sits up, still sitting on him. ]

Not into the floor?

[ Jim's definitely had kisses that ended much worse than this. Neither of them are injured at least, nor does he see any bruised egos, so that's not all bad. ]

Not just some random floor, no, [ He laughs, propping himself on his elbows and grinning up at her. ] But, ah... raincheck? I would happily move this elsewhere, but...

[ He gestures to her food, still waiting for her. This was just a kiss that they got carried away with after all, but he'd certainly like to revisit this, uh— arrangement. ]

[ she studies him for a moment at this angle, grin on his face, a little flushed, and she is comfortable here atop him, so. yeah. she would like to revisit it herself too. ]

That a promise? It doesn't even have to be a floor. [ not that she's opposed to floors either. ]

You're appealing too, I just don't want my food to get cold. [ andy really does love food. ]

[ Jim chuckles, pushing himself up into a sitting position, hands on the floor propping his weight up. ]

You know what, it can be wherever you want it to be.

[ He's easy, and lacking in any sense of shame. If she finds herself in the mood for a less conventional spot, he'll be all for it. ]

Yeah, I wouldn't want it to go to waste either. [ He does mean that. Just gonna steal one last quick peck before she thinks to get off him. ]

[ he shifts against her and that's pretty pleasant too. yes, she is definitely looking forward to a next time. perhaps even exactly like this, sans clothing. she fits very neatly in his lap. ]

I'll have think about it then. [ she's made use of plenty of places over time, many of them definitely unconventional. the floor is ultimately harmless in comparison. ]

[ her face flickers with a grin when he steals another kiss, and she has to stop herself from returning it. her tone is more playful than actually scolding. ] Stop tempting me.

[ Admittedly, he is enjoying the weight of her on top of him. It's a configuration he can definitely go with, and for all he knows and has seen of her, she's exactly the type to take the lead. Which, you know, pretty fucking fantastic if you ask him.

He lets out a soft laugh at her last words, head tilting back slightly. At least he puts enough distance between their faces that she hopefully won't find him quite so irresistible. ]

Wouldn't be fun if I didn't make it at least a little harder for you.

[ she snorts out a laugh. ]

I'm starting to wonder if maybe you're the one who went mistletoe happy on board. [ someone had to, and he is very keen on all this. ]

[ her food is calling, however, and they've both agreed to a next time, which andy will most assuredly take him up on, when the mood strikes. she braces her hands on his shoulders and pushes off him a little reluctantly, climbing to her feet in one swift movement before offering her hand out to help him up too. ]

[ He laughs too, shaking his head. ] No, I promise it wasn't me.

[ She is right though, it could have easily been him, but it's not like it's a very prevalent tradition where he's from, even if he knows about it. He wouldn't have even thought to do it, honestly.

He takes her hand when she offers it, getting to his feet as well with a thanks. Once she picks up her food and drink again, he nods at her, smiling. ]

See you later, then?

[ she could remark on how she doesn't believe him, but there's no real point into upping the flirting at this point. she already kissed him, they have idle plans for more. ]

[ her grip is as strong as it was when she was shoving him against the wall as she helps him to his feet; jim was correct, andy has quite a bit of strength, and she isn't interesting in hiding it. ]

You can count on it.

[ Jim's lips twitch upwards at the corner. Yeah, he certainly hopes she won't hide that strength with him. ]

I will.

[ With a wink and a dip of his head, he lets her pick up her food, saluting her goodbye as they each head their own way for now. ]

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