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[mistressofelements]

What it says on the tin.

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[prefers_magneto]

[He sends her the address of a hotel.]

[mistressofelements]

On my way. What would you have done if you weren't in the area?

[prefers_magneto]

Both of us can fly.

[mistressofelements]

You are such a romantic.

[ It doesn't take too terribly long before she is knocking at his door. ]

[prefers_magneto]

[His phone is in his hand when she arrives.] The sarcasm wasn't necessary. [Deadpan. Then he tosses it onto a table near the door and steps aside to let her in.]

[mistressofelements]

I was teasing you, not being sarcastic.

[ She walks into the room with easy confidence, smiling at him over her shoulder. ]

You are a romantic, you just try hard to keep a lid on it.

[prefers_magneto]

At least you waited until the door was shut before you said something scurrilous like that. [Now he's teasing. He follows her.]

[mistressofelements]

[ She takes off her coat and throws it on a chair before turning around to affectionately slide her hands over his chest, loosely wrapping her arms around his neck. ]

Mhm. Be nice or I'll shout it from the rooftop.

[prefers_magneto]

Blackmail is so.... I want to say 'unbecoming', but it's actually extremely alluring.

[He kisses her before she can respond to that.]

[mistressofelements]

[ She kisses him back, laughing a little once their lips part. ]

You have some interesting turn-ons.

[prefers_magneto]

That must be why you like me so much.

[Though the fact that she does still surprises him when he thinks about it.]

[mistressofelements]

[ Sometimes it surprises her too. ]

A valid theory, we may have to do some investigating. What else turns you on?

[prefers_magneto]

[A smirk.] Lots of dangerous things. I'm a bad man. [He ducks his head, the tip of his nose brushing her cheek before his lips brush her jaw and then her neck.]

[mistressofelements]

Tell me something I don't know.

[ She tilts her head to the side in response to the touch of his lips, her neck invitingly exposed. ]

[prefers_magneto]

I think you like a bit of danger. [He presses light kisses along the length of her neck.] I think you like bad men.

[mistressofelements]

You are basing that on exactly one piece of evidence. I am not convinced.

[ But she is feeling very pleased with the decision to put on a rather short little dress before going to him. Being resistant to cold has some advantages. ]

[prefers_magneto]

It's one very compelling piece of evidence. [He's pleased by her choice too, which he demonstrates as he makes that last point by sliding his hands over her hips and down to the bottom of it, then back up just a little bit, so his fingertips alight on warm skin.]

[mistressofelements]

You would think that, it's getting you laid.

[ Her voice has taken on a quality that is somehow vaguely reminiscent of a purr, and she presses herself closer to him in appreciation of how good his hands feel on her. ]

[prefers_magneto]

Is it? What lovely news. [Murmured along her neck. He tugs at her skirt to hike it up a little.]

[mistressofelements]

You're a lucky man.

[ And he'd better be aware of it, too. ]

[prefers_magneto]

You're basing that on one very compelling piece of evidence. [Pointed out as he tugs her skirt up over her hips, to suggest his earlier point was just as valid.]