Into the Unknown with darkseidofmoon

[have_no_mercy]

It's not unusual for Tess to remain working in the study into the wee hours of the morning. What isn't usual is for her to be waiting for company, even if the hours aren't quite so wee as yet. It's still late and worse, she has little idea what she may be getting herself into.

Which also isn't usual, but sometimes these kinds of risks have to be taken and she's the only one, in her opinion, who can put themselves on the line right now.

That doesn't mean Tess isn't going to be pacing until her guest arrives.

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[darkseidofmoon.livejournal.com]

Darkseid arrives in very little time, as promised, and quickly makes his way to Tess' study when security lets him in. He enters seconds later, smiling at her and closing the door soundlessly behind him.

"Tess."

[have_no_mercy]

By the time he enters the room Tess has her composure completely together and offers him a smile in greeting.

"Darkseid. Interesting name, by the way."

[darkseidofmoon.livejournal.com]

His smile widens slightly at that, and he steps closer to her. "I'm glad you think so," he replies with a nod. "I've always liked it."

[darkseidofmoon.livejournal.com]

He gives her a half smile and tilts his head to one side. "Well, I'd hate for the intrigue to be lost. Because underneath that beautiful mask of annoyance, I think you like the vagueness and mysteriousness. On some level, at least."

[have_no_mercy]

She raises an eyebrow at that and mimics his headtilt. "Then that makes two of us."

[darkseidofmoon.livejournal.com]

And in response, he'll mimic her raised eyebrow with one of his own. "Oh?" He also may lean in a little closer, though his feet remain planted in place.

[darkseidofmoon.livejournal.com]

"Well, we did say we would just see what happened," he replies, coming to a stop directly in front of her. "No plans and no limitations. Except that our choice of...activity couldn't be easy or safe."

[have_no_mercy]

"We did say that, didn't we. But at least indulge me for one little question." She leans forward ever so slightly. "What were you hoping would happen when you got here?"

[darkseidofmoon.livejournal.com]

"But simply answering your little question would take away from the vagueness and mysteriousness that you've grown so very fond of, Tess," he says, his voice lowered. "I suppose, if you really must know, I could show you."

He reaches up and lightly brushes a bit of Tess' hair from her face before tilting his head at her. "Though now I'm curious as to what you were hoping would happen."

[darkseidofmoon.livejournal.com]

Darkseid wasn't--and still isn't, really--in any great hurry. He knows as well as she does that it was inevitable.

He will, however, tighten his grip around her waist as he returns the kiss, somewhat less gently than before. He'll also guide her a step or two closer to the couches waiting nearby.

[have_no_mercy]

The feel of his hands and the renewed force of the kiss will garner an appreciative sigh into his mouth in response. Her other arm slips around his neck and Tess shows no resistance to being guided anywhere at the moment.

[darkseidofmoon.livejournal.com]

He smiles slightly against her lips and guides her a couple more steps in the same direction. As he does so, his hands will drop to the small of her back and find their way up the end of her shirt to rest against the skin located there.

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"That's one question I confess I don't know the answer to." A couple more steps toward their destination and another tease of a kiss. "As it only gets better from here."

[have_no_mercy]

"Does it?" Tess asks in reply, stopping only when she feels the front of one of the couches bumping against her calves.

"Somehow," she'll kiss him briefly here, "I don't think you're exaggerating."

[darkseidofmoon.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I don't exaggerate," he informs her, pausing to study her for a moment, slowly returning her kiss with one of his own. "As I've already told you, I only offer simple facts."

[darkseidofmoon.livejournal.com]

He continues to lift his hands--and her shirt with them--up her back as the kiss continues. And he'll also continue to push against her, as if to get closer. The couch lying directly behind her does, after all, look rather welcoming.

[have_no_mercy]

He wants her shirt off? Tess can be helpful in accomplishing that. But even as skilled a multitasker as she is, not even she can fight gravity. At least she manages a graceful landing on the couch, her skirt only riding up just above her knees.

[darkseidofmoon.livejournal.com]

"It seems my choices are growing rather limited," Darkseid says with a small smile, giving her an approving glance over. His hand will then rub back down along her skin, making its way to her leg and slipping beneath the end of her skirt, which he'll then pull at gently.

[have_no_mercy]

"That's kind of the point." Of course, Tess is going to be ever so helpful, reaching a hand to her back and unzipping her skirt. But she'll let him decide how quickly - or slowly - he wants to slide it off.

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He takes a moment to do the same, almost until there are no more places left to touch. Funny how, even after everything he's been through, this primitive form can, at times, have its advantages. This seems to be one of those times.

However, being the incredibly perceptive individual he is--at least, that's one word for it--Darkseid senses her slight impatience and compliantly begins moving things along, reaching down to tug at that last piece of fabric remaining.

[have_no_mercy]

Primitive form or not, Tess seems to think it's more than suitable. And it's probably best that, for the moment at least, she believe it is his original one.

She'll eagerly aid in the removal of that slip of satin and lace and then press herself up against him again, drawing a leg up around his waist.

[darkseidofmoon.livejournal.com]

Darkseid's own thoughts are focused entirely on her touch. The touch of her hands, her lips. The feel of her smooth skin.

And he can feel her heart. Almost as clearly as his own. And as he shifts against her, he notes how they quicken in unison, as do their breaths.

[have_no_mercy]

That shift will get another groan out of Tess, though whether they do that in unison she isn't paying much attention to. Her hands slide over his shoulders and her fingers start digging into his back almost in desperation. And while he may be holding her against him, she's still doing all she can to meet his thrusts.

[darkseidofmoon.livejournal.com]

"Well, there must be something that gave you the impression that I would be less than adequate in a deep and meaningful conversation," he replies softly, his smile remaining in place. "But perhaps if you inform me more specifically as to what such a conversation would entail, I would be able to tell you whether or not my end would be satisfactory."

[have_no_mercy]

"I'm sure you'd say your end would be satisfactory whether it actually was or not," she teases gently, not bothering to hide a smile this time.

"But really, I should be getting to bed. I have a busy few days coming up. I doubt bed would interest you."