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[notscary]

[ eddie is wholly unoccupied. which means he's hanging out at his newest abode, that he shares with natasha and wash. neither of whom are home at the moment, so, huge plus. it also means he's in socks, comfy blue and green plaid pajama pants, and a heather grey t-shirt. his brows go together when he gets that text. was there a knock? hm.

he pads over the door, eyes narrowing at it for a moment before he starts to pull it open, eyes immediately bright, brows popping up. ]

Elle! [ and there she is, gorgeous as ever, and he's...well, cozy, clearly. noticed when their texts lulled, but, well. that's how it is with the majority of people, actually. he's quick to respond, playing that part of a young person out of time, even if he doesn't know it.

he stares at her, eyes going wider after a moment when he realizes he's standing there, hand on the inside doorknob, other hand resting on the door frame. expression turning a little sheepish, he steps aside, nods in. ] Great to see you. You look...great. I. Come in. Please. It's um. Just me, here.

[ in case she was wondering! ]

[legellely]

[ He's too cute. He always is, and good and kind. Excellent qualities to have and ones she admires.

Stepping inside, she takes note of the quiet and can't help but smile even more. ]

Just you? And you're not throwing a wild party? [ Teasing, of course, but she's certainly lucked out, then. Impeccable timing as always. A definite point for her.

Rolling her shoulders, she works on untying the belt of her coat. ]

I'm sorry to stop by completely unannounced but there was something telling me I should come by. [ Call it intuition and maybe a list of names, but she'd be there without that, too.

She's a few steps past him, can see him just in her peripheral, and starts to pull the coat off before she stops. Reaching into the pocket, she produces a large bath bomb. It's a faint blue color, smells like the ocean most likely, and is safe from city interference. ]

That and you're on my nice list and I thought I could indulge you a little? If you want.

[notscary]

[ for a house shared by now three people, one may think it'd be abuzz with activity often. seems like wash and natasha often keep to themselves though, and, well, eddie follows in suit to be respectful, appreciative that he's been welcomed into their home. into the space of being on wash's roster of submissives in his care. there's always jolene's to jam out at, though elle will find that he has an amp and beloved guitar in his bedroom, once they arrive there. he doesn't stop himself from giving her an appreciative, slow once-over as she moves in past him, teeth biting down on the inside of his lip.

his head moves past his shoulder, toward her, before his body catches up, palm still on the door after closing it. his brows rise high when he sees the bath bomb, head canting slowly, eyes slowly narrowing as he tries to piece together what it's for. he's been to her spa though, has seen products for sale, though they've never been on his radar as for him. rather than outright asking for clarification, he beams, starts to grin wider and reaches out to gingerly lift the bath bomb out of her hand. brings it up to his nose and inhales at a safe distance, already having smelled its fragrance but wanting to make a show, plus genuinely intrigued by it. ]

Only if we're gonna be completely indulgent together. [ he bites down softly on his bottom lip, steps one foot forward closer to her before bridging the distance to kiss her softly on the lips. long, not deep, but fully felt and wanting. he hums once he pulls back, rubbing his thumb very gently along blue. ] Gotta show you just how nice I can be, yeah?

[ he reflexively licks over his lips, head nudging further into the house, toward a hallway that leads to his bedroom, nice bathroom en suite. ] Love how this smells, by the way. It uh, goes in the...bath, yeah? [ well, he can flirt, be charming and coy with her, but also isn't ever afraid to just ask elle when something's on his mind.

there's a hook for coats near the door, though he'll take it from her if she takes it off as they move further inside too, happy to tuck it safely somewhere. ]

[legellely]

[ she watches him move toward her, watches him study the bath bomb and take in its scent; it's adorable, really. she's going to answer him, of course. explain further what it's for, what it does, and what may be inside the chalky ball, but she doesn't get the chance right away.

his kiss is...breathtaking. makes her chest grow tight and the flutter in her stomach is hard to ignore. free of the bath bomb, elle slides her hands against his chest as they kiss, fingers catching here and there in his shirt.

there's a soft whine as he pulls away and elle slowly nods to answer his second question. she takes a deep breath, exhales, and collects herself. ]

The bath, yep. A nice, warm temperature is best. It fizzes and just floats around, but it has moisturizing and soothing ingredients, too. It's good for sore muscles.

[ pressing her lips together, still tingling from their kiss, elle pulls her coat off and hangs it neatly on a hook. there's not much under it, a soft pink nighty. a nice outfit isn't needed for what's to come. she toes her heels off and finally gives his room a once over. it really speaks to who he is and what she likes. she grins at the guitar and amp and nods. ]

That should be our next adventure.

[notscary]

[ suddenly, he really is wearing far too many clothes, isn't he? even if they are cozy, pajama pants leaving space for the inevitable way his cock starts to get hard. those soft lips of hers, how her hands pull at the fabric of his shirt. she can come over unannounced whenever she likes.

he nods at all of those details. important, and he wants to know them, but his focus is drawing toward her. how those aspects about bath bombs tumble out of her lovely lips he grows eagerer to kiss over and over again. eddie has to breathe to gather himself, too, watching as the nightie is revealed. once she's standing there, looking over his room, that's when he has to step in front of her. lets her speak first, smiling as he looks down at her body, both hands moving to pull her in by her waist, closer to him, face tilting to kiss her again. deeper this time. lingering, hum rumbling in his chest. can't help but angle his hips toward her, just so, fabric of his pants touching her skin, tongue tangling with hers.

when he pulls his face back, all of him, even his eyes, beam at elle. ]

I'll go on every adventure with you, babe.

[ another kiss, equally as deep, pulling her against his body, knowing she can certainly feel how stiff he's gotten. he groans into her mouth before he pulls his face back, grinning down. ]

Wanna help me run that bath?

[legellely]

[ somewhere between his kisses is a soft 'yes' in response to drawing the bath, preferring her mouth to be occupied with his. she likes moments like this, when desire, want, and attraction are natural. no aphrodisiacs, no meddling from the city, no strict orders.

maybe a little strict order of his name being on her list, but semantics. it could be very clinical. it could be a rushed hook-up. perhaps with someone she knew less, didn't feel connected with, it would be that.

he's entirely fascinating. from his talks of his home to his list of talents. the genuine sweetness mixed with the bad boy exterior. sometimes, she has a type.

thoughts circling as she's gently, playfully, pushing him along to the en suite, lips barely unlocking from his until she's fumbling for a switch, a knob, whatever runs the bathtub. she pulls her hand away, chuckling as they break apart. ]

I should have probably looked where everything was before trying to be so smooth. [ a coy grin before she does, indeed, start the water for them. seeing does help. she holds out her hand for the bath bomb before pulling it back. ]

You do the honors. I insist.