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."

[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."

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"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."

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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.

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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."

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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.

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"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.

[darkseidofmoon.livejournal.com]

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.

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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.

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"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."