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[have_no_mercy]

Tess leads Jim upstairs to her room and shows him inside.

Hopefully, he's not looking to be impressed. As usual, her room is spartan with only the necessities in sight.

But really, the necessities are all they're going to need.

"Come on in."

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[just_cant_lose]

Damnit, his cigarettes were ruined, weren't they? Nightmare.

'Have you got any alcohol?'

He might even get one for her, if she's lucky.

[have_no_mercy]

Does she have any alcohol. Tess feels like laughing.

"Of course, at the bar in the main room. Help yourself."

[just_cant_lose]

Yeah yeah, stupid question. Jim hops out of the tub, hangs his trousers up to dry and disappears, returning a minute later with a bottle, two glasses and ice.

'Why haven't you got better rooms?' he asks, vaulting back in with a splash.

'You can afford it.'

[have_no_mercy]

Her skirt has joined her blouse on the floor and she's just relaxing in the tub while he's gone.

"There didn't seem to be a point."

She half shrugs.

"I can go home whenever I want."

[just_cant_lose]

Jim hands her a glass, pours his win drink down his throat and refills it before relaxing as well.

'It just seems pointless to stay anywhere that isn't nice. I bet you don't use standard hotel rooms when you have to go away at home.'

It occurs to him he doesn't know much about where she comes from, other than the few things his older self told him. Eh, it doesn't seem important.

[have_no_mercy]

She takes the glass, sipping it lightly before relaxing back again.

"I rarely go places where I don't own property or a penthouse. I only have this room at all so I can sleep off a hangover, or for situations like these."

[just_cant_lose]

''Situations like these'.'

He smirks over the rim of his glass.

'Very genteel. How often do you this with guys from downstairs?'

[have_no_mercy]

She laughs softly.

"There's just you and one other man."

She sips her drink.

"I told you I didn't have a line."

[just_cant_lose]

'Me me, or old me as well?'

Not that it really matters, but he can't help being curious.

[have_no_mercy]

"You you. Not that older you and I didn't have our moments together, but it's mostly a curiosity we've satisfied."

Because she isn't telling him he's gone monogamous.

[just_cant_lose]

He thinks about this with purposefully shifty eyes.

'Is he better than me?'

He kind of hopes so, because that would make sense and it'll mean fun things to come in later life. On the other hand, no one likes to hear they're not already perfect, especially a narcissist like him.

[have_no_mercy]

A smile.

"I wouldn't say better as much as more refined. But he doesn't have your youthful vigour."

[just_cant_lose]

'That's a very diplomatic answer.'

And he's happy about it. Zero ego has been bruised! Nice going, Tess.

'My youthful vigour might give you another go in a minute, if you're lucky.'

His youthful vigour is also planning to go and find Sherlock after this, but that's the great thing about being sixteen. The only great thing.

[have_no_mercy]

"Thank you."

She finishes her drink and reaches for the bottle.

"I can't say that I've led much of a charmed life, but maybe luck will be in my favour today."

[just_cant_lose]

'Now I don't know if you're just playing with me, and you're about to toss me out on my ear.'

He pushes the bottle closer for her, and holds his glass out for a top-up.

'My trousers have to dry out before I go anywhere, because I'm not borrowing one of your skirts.'

[have_no_mercy]

"What's life without a little mystery?"

She pours for them both, then settles again.

"If you really wanted I could go down and get clothes for you from Bar."

[just_cant_lose]

'If I really want - like, if I actually don't want to fuck you again after all?'

He nudges her leg with his foot, smug as hell.

'I think I probably do.'

[have_no_mercy]

"Well, you have options, is what I'm saying."

The last thing she wants is for him to feel trapped.

[just_cant_lose]

'I do like having options.'

She's so considerate. He puts his glass down, and holds out his hand to her.

'C'mere.'

[have_no_mercy]

Considerate? Not really. She just doesn't want to have to deal with a caged lion. A young one at that.

She takes his hand and moves toward him.

"Mmm?"

[just_cant_lose]

He puts his hands under her backside, and pulls her so she's straddling his lap.

'I like your tits, too.'

He applies his mouth to one of them, licking a slow, wet line along the underside.

[have_no_mercy]

Tess has no problem accommodating him with this and settles on his lap easily.

"I can see that."

She arches her back, leaning into his touch.

[just_cant_lose]

Jim watches her face, dragging over her nipple and then worrying it between his lips. Yeah, he definitely wants to go again. He likes the way she responds to him, it's hot.

'What do you like?'

He runs his palm down her spine, holding her as she arches.

'Tell me.'

[have_no_mercy]

"I like what you're doing here."

His mouth on her breast feels good.

"And I like being touched."

Oddly, when it's not connected to sex, she hates being touched. But his hands seem to know what they're doing.

[just_cant_lose]

His other one slides up her ribs and cups her other breast, so he can use his wet thumb to tease. He's always been pretty confident with touch, and not afraid to use it.

'Do you want to stay in here?'

He doesn't care either way.