Is that what we're calling it? [ Chaste kisses are all right in their own respect, but Jim uses his hand to take Pepper's cheek and kiss her properly: full on the lips. When he pulls away, he makes sure to tuck a loose strand of hair over her ear for no other reason than the sake of getting to touch her more. ] Museum of Memories.
Not half bad, Potts. I already know we'll have at least two regular visitors. [ Thumb lightly stroking her cheekbone, Jim's unable to suppress the fond twitch of his lips, and with one last kiss for good measure he finally settles in his seat again. ]
Mm. [ real responses are for losers. she turns as best she can and her lips find his with ease. she smiles, her eyes coming to a close as she revels in the feelings he instills in her. and it's the little things that get her: sweet nothings and small gestures. her face burns just a bit brighter as she falls back into her seat, almost having forgotten they were sitting in the middle of traffic. ]
I thought it had a nice ring to it. [ she nods, wishing she could turn and give him another kiss, but the light's about the change and the guy behind her is looking antsy. ] I almost wish we didn't have to wait until tomorrow...
The anticipation is at least a quarter of the fun, you dork. [ Not that Jim doesn't understand what Pepper means, but he'll take any excuse to call her a dork no matter what. It's like a code of ethics, except it's for teasing his girl. ] It's like how microwaving popcorn and hearing everything pop makes you even more excited to eat it.
[ Jim takes Pepper's hand again. Sometimes he worries he's too clingy, but she hasn't complained about it yet. ]
Now you have incentive to sleep early with me instead of doing any extra work. [ His tone hinges on mischievous, but Jim keeps it as steady as he can. ] Tomorrow comes quicker that way.
( pepper rolls her eyes, but cracks a knowing smile all the same. ) Pot meet kettle. ( she doesn't mind the teasing, because she's just as guilty of doing it as he is. ) I can't say I've ever stood in front of the microwave to watch popcorn pop. Is that as fun as watching paint dry? Or grass grow? ( she elbows him gently as she snickers. )
( as soon as they've moving again she offers him her hand. she doesn't think he's being clingy at all. she knows her schedule is all over the place, so, like him, she revels in al of the time they do share. )
( she snorts, smile reaching her ears, because, no, she can't help it. ) How could I say no? Sounds like the perfect end to the evening. ( today was long besides, this misadventure notwithstanding. ) And what's the saying, all work and no play....
( traffic isn't too bad at this time of night, so reaches his place in record time. ) I'll be glad to get out of these heels.
You want me to carry you? [ It's an entirely legitimate question because Jim will absolutely do it. Once the car's come to a stop he undoes his seatbelt, and he makes a good effort to run all the way to the driver's seat just so he can slide his palm over the top of Pepper's door and greet her there.
His smile is crooked as he holds his arm out bent at the elbow. His breathing is a fraction more laboured than it should be, but it's all worth it for the cheesy faux prince act. ]
Or I could lead you. What'll it be?
[ For all his exhaustion for most of the day, all his energy's come back at apparently sometime around midnight. Jim's brows waggle. ]
I… ( as sweet ( and tempting ) as his offer is she shakes her head. ) No. It’s alright. I think I can still walk. ( or so she hopes. she takes a few moments to herself, hoping that her third wind hits her, so she, too, can have a little bit of energy. )
( when he hurries out of the car and rushes around to meet her she smiles, leaning out to lay a kiss on his forehead. ) Leading is fine. ( she takes his hand and moves out of the car, pressing in close… and then impossibly closer. ) I guess the fun really does start tonight.
( she presses another couple of kissing along his jaw line and up to his ear. ) It’ll be nice to unwind~.
[ The lilting tone of Pepper's voice sends the tiniest shiver running along Jim's spine.
He doesn't fight it. Jim smiles as he turns his head just enough to kiss her lips.
There's a significant difference between kissing in the car and kissing standing up. Like this he can wrap an arm around Pepper's waist while stroking the back of his hand; Jim touches the edge of his teeth to her lip, gives her some notion of them being there without seeking more just yet.
It's cold outside, but Jim smiles as warm as hot cocoa. ] C'mon, Potts. [ So he says as he leads her into his house, their fingers locked together. ]
( and she returns his kiss, eager for another as he wings his arms around her. she circles her own around his neck and leans up, the subtle graze of his teeth prompting her to part her lips. ) Jim... ( she kisses him again, inviting him to deepen it... but it's short lived, because they certainly can't stay out here all night. )
Mm, alright, let's head inside. ( she shivers. ) It is a bit chilly... so maybe you can help warm me up.
Why else do you think I have two extremely long arms?
[ Jim ducks his head and chuckles as he leads Pepper into his home.
They could settle on the couch, but he decides his room is better. He pulls his coat off, undoes his tie, and without any particular sense of style or grace he plops into bed over his comforter.
All Jim has to do to get comfortable is to pop his first button, but he does watch Pepper fondly before making space for her. His bed isn't big in the least; he intends on holding her practically the whole time, however, so it's not like that's a problem. ]
Do your feet feel free yet? [ When she joins him, his arm cradles her body almost immediately, as if Jim can't stay away long. ] Was taking your heels off as liberating as you expected?
( she cracks a small smile and nudges him playfully. as soon as she’s inside she steps out of her heels and breathes a sigh of relief. it feels so nice to finally have a chance to get a little r&r. pulling her hair tie out she lets it fall free, fingers combing through it so she can fix it as best she can. )
I do actually. ( she climbs onto the bed and curls up in his arms. ) It’s the second best thing of the day. ( she kisses the butt of his chin. ) First is getting to see you.
I like the park. [ Jim likes the grass, the birds, the people watching. He likes buying balloons in the summer. It's really only nearing spring, so that last thing might not count, but it doesn't make the place sound any less attractive. ] I like the skate rink.
[ If he dips his head he can touch their noses together. There's the faintest hint of the scent of coffee between them both, which is enough for him to close the rest of the distance necessary to give Pepper another kiss. ]
I like going to the DVD rental place and picking things out.
( pepper smiles and melts into his kiss. he makes it so easy to forget all the stressful stuff in her life and just enjoy the here and now. ) How about we stop by the park on the way to the museum… and then afterwards we can hit up the move rental place and pick out a little something to relax to. ( she is conveniently leaving out the skating rink, because, no, she can’t skate and she’s not looking to make a fool of herself. ) Oh, and along with the movie we can order some take out. Kind of sounds like the perfect evening to me, mm?
Any evening where I don't have to burn food is always perfect.
[ Note that Jim says 'burn'--he's absolutely hopeless in the kitchen. But he's smiling too, happy to murmur oh-so quietly against Pepper's lips as he tucks her properly against him. ]
We can sleep in, wake up late, go to the park after breakfast... or lunch, I'm not picky. [ He shifts to rest his cheek against Pepper's temple, relishing the simplicity of it all. ] But you know, with plans like that I definitely have to take shots of you with the camera. So don't be shy.
Or... [ and jim might be hopeless in the kitchen, but pepper's determined to change that. eventually. maybe. ] we could pick up a few things from the store and I could make you something special. [ since she seldom had time to cook, what with her busy schedule. ]
Oh, [ she hadn't even thought about that. sleeping in sounds absolutely amazing. her smile widens as snuggles that much closer, her hand coming to rest on his chest. ] Let's skip breakfast.
[ it's been a while since she's had time to wind down and relax, and it feels like it's been even longer since she's got to spend and evening ( let alone a whole day ) with jim. tomorrow, no matter what they do, is going to be perfect. his company is really all she needs. ] Only if you let me take a few shots of you too.
Definitely. [ A beat. ] I'll make sure to look extra handsome just for you.
[ And because Pepper is looking up at him like that and has his hand on him like that (or maybe Jim's just making excuses up in his head--either option is viable), he lets his hand slip a little towards the small of her back so he can kiss her.
There's just something about making Pepper happy. More than that, there's something pure about the excitement in the pretty blue of her eyes, so rare and exotic. Jim can't take it, so he always gives in: touches their lips together, fits their mouths, smiles because she's always so lovely. When he pulls back he brushes the tips of their noses together, that smile still nicely in place. ]
I know you’re not going to have to try all that hard. ( when his hand finds the small of her back she leans in that much closer, their noses brushing briefly as they share another kiss. )
( she hums, lips curving into a smile as she doesn’t move away and, instead, tries to coerce him into a few more. she can’t think of anywhere else she’d rather be. jim makes her happy and she hopes she makes him happy too. sometimes, though, she can’t help but worry about whether or not he’s going to continue tolerating her schedule. )
Let’s sleep in and skip breakfast. I get the feeling I’m going to be too tired to get up early… ( she snickers, trying to keep the blush that’s forming on her cheeks at bay. ) Sound good?
Sounds very good. [ Cupping her cheek with one hand, the other on her back strokes the tips of its fingers a little lower--teasing, subtle. ] You're so smart, Pepper.
[ But down Jim goes to kiss her once more. He didn't miss the way she leaned a little further, the way she seemed to be asking for more; honestly, if Jim can't say no to when Pepper looks at him, what more when she actively tries to get something out of him?
Jim sucks at her lower lip just as his fingers drift under the hem of her blouse, a pleasant hum in his throat. ]
( and pep is glad when he’s manages to catch the subtle hints and clues she’s dropping because they’re both awarded with a kiss. her fingers curl in the fabric of his shirt as she pulls him impossibly closer, her eyes becoming lidded as she lets a moan slip. )
Jim… ( it’s soft spoken, quiet, and just barely there as his hand slips beneath her blouse. pep shivers, breath hitching if but for a second as her gaze drops in between them. )
Let’s make tonight something special too. ( sinking into him she strings several kisses along his neck as her fingers slip in between the buttons of his shirt, working them open as best she can. )
'Special', huh... [ Jim's smiling as he says it, though, his heart beating a little quicker the more Pepper touches her lips to his neck. His own hand slips higher up her blouse, and with his middle finger he puts enough pressure to trace her spine and all the little knobs there. ] How're we supposed to go about doing that?
[ The moment Pepper's got her mouth off him he brings a hand in her hair, fingers curling in just enough to pull her head up for another kiss. Where his hand is on her back he brings it around to trace over her stomach, and then a little higher towards the edge of her bra. ]
Mm. [ she hums in response as she feels the beat of his heart pick up its pace. her lips continue their descend downward, stopping only as she reaches his collar bone, because, it's at that time, that he runs his finger along her spine. a gasp leaves her lips, the warm puff of air hitting his skin as she presses infinitely closer. ] I can think of a few ways...
[ she sits up to make it that much easier for their lips to meet again and it's hard not to smile behind the kiss. she's so glad she's got jim. he's like the light at the end of the tunnel... something she can always count on to keep her going and make her happy. ] It looks like you've got a few ideas too.
If that's you telling me I'm allowed to get this blouse off of you, [ Jim emphasises his comma with a kiss ] then thank God for psychic Pepper.
[ He's grinning, though, and now it's Jim's turn to fumble with the tiny buttons she's got. Such one-handed endeavours used to be so difficult for him, but since dating a woman who wears a lot of them, Jim's learned to adapt.
It's fantastic because it lets him cup Pepper's face--lets Jim feel for himself how the muscles there move when she smiles, when her lips part as his knuckles slowly, gently stroke up her bare stomach. Jim sighs a little bit himself; it's always such a gift to be able to touch her. ]
[ she's about to respond when their lips meet for another brief kiss. for a moment pepper loses her train of thought, but his comment has her chuckling not even a minute later as she dips her head. ] I wish I was psychic, but... no, just call it intuition. [ leaning in she sets her forehead to his. ] Besides, I know you can read me just as well as I can read you.
[ as soon as he's finished undoing the buttons of her blouse she shrugs it over her shoulders and presses closer, because the sudden burst of cold air has her shivering. her fingers continue to move in between them, finishing the work on his own shirt as she snuggles into the crook of his neck. ] I swear I could stay like this forever.
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Is that what we're calling it? [ Chaste kisses are all right in their own respect, but Jim uses his hand to take Pepper's cheek and kiss her properly: full on the lips. When he pulls away, he makes sure to tuck a loose strand of hair over her ear for no other reason than the sake of getting to touch her more. ] Museum of Memories.
Not half bad, Potts. I already know we'll have at least two regular visitors. [ Thumb lightly stroking her cheekbone, Jim's unable to suppress the fond twitch of his lips, and with one last kiss for good measure he finally settles in his seat again. ]
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I thought it had a nice ring to it. [ she nods, wishing she could turn and give him another kiss, but the light's about the change and the guy behind her is looking antsy. ] I almost wish we didn't have to wait until tomorrow...
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[ Jim takes Pepper's hand again. Sometimes he worries he's too clingy, but she hasn't complained about it yet. ]
Now you have incentive to sleep early with me instead of doing any extra work. [ His tone hinges on mischievous, but Jim keeps it as steady as he can. ] Tomorrow comes quicker that way.
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( as soon as they've moving again she offers him her hand. she doesn't think he's being clingy at all. she knows her schedule is all over the place, so, like him, she revels in al of the time they do share. )
( she snorts, smile reaching her ears, because, no, she can't help it. ) How could I say no? Sounds like the perfect end to the evening. ( today was long besides, this misadventure notwithstanding. ) And what's the saying, all work and no play....
( traffic isn't too bad at this time of night, so reaches his place in record time. ) I'll be glad to get out of these heels.
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His smile is crooked as he holds his arm out bent at the elbow. His breathing is a fraction more laboured than it should be, but it's all worth it for the cheesy faux prince act. ]
Or I could lead you. What'll it be?
[ For all his exhaustion for most of the day, all his energy's come back at apparently sometime around midnight. Jim's brows waggle. ]
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( when he hurries out of the car and rushes around to meet her she smiles, leaning out to lay a kiss on his forehead. ) Leading is fine. ( she takes his hand and moves out of the car, pressing in close… and then impossibly closer. ) I guess the fun really does start tonight.
( she presses another couple of kissing along his jaw line and up to his ear. ) It’ll be nice to unwind~.
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He doesn't fight it. Jim smiles as he turns his head just enough to kiss her lips.
There's a significant difference between kissing in the car and kissing standing up. Like this he can wrap an arm around Pepper's waist while stroking the back of his hand; Jim touches the edge of his teeth to her lip, gives her some notion of them being there without seeking more just yet.
It's cold outside, but Jim smiles as warm as hot cocoa. ] C'mon, Potts. [ So he says as he leads her into his house, their fingers locked together. ]
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Mm, alright, let's head inside. ( she shivers. ) It is a bit chilly... so maybe you can help warm me up.
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[ Jim ducks his head and chuckles as he leads Pepper into his home.
They could settle on the couch, but he decides his room is better. He pulls his coat off, undoes his tie, and without any particular sense of style or grace he plops into bed over his comforter.
All Jim has to do to get comfortable is to pop his first button, but he does watch Pepper fondly before making space for her. His bed isn't big in the least; he intends on holding her practically the whole time, however, so it's not like that's a problem. ]
Do your feet feel free yet? [ When she joins him, his arm cradles her body almost immediately, as if Jim can't stay away long. ] Was taking your heels off as liberating as you expected?
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I do actually. ( she climbs onto the bed and curls up in his arms. ) It’s the second best thing of the day. ( she kisses the butt of his chin. ) First is getting to see you.
Is there anywhere else you wanted to go tomorrow?
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[ If he dips his head he can touch their noses together. There's the faintest hint of the scent of coffee between them both, which is enough for him to close the rest of the distance necessary to give Pepper another kiss. ]
I like going to the DVD rental place and picking things out.
Any of that sound fun?
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and she’s not looking to make a fool of herself. ) Oh, and along with the movie we can order some take out. Kind of sounds like the perfect evening to me, mm?no subject
[ Note that Jim says 'burn'--he's absolutely hopeless in the kitchen. But he's smiling too, happy to murmur oh-so quietly against Pepper's lips as he tucks her properly against him. ]
We can sleep in, wake up late, go to the park after breakfast... or lunch, I'm not picky. [ He shifts to rest his cheek against Pepper's temple, relishing the simplicity of it all. ] But you know, with plans like that I definitely have to take shots of you with the camera. So don't be shy.
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maybe. ] we could pick up a few things from the store and I could make you something special. [ since she seldom had time to cook, what with her busy schedule. ]Oh, [ she hadn't even thought about that. sleeping in sounds absolutely amazing. her smile widens as snuggles that much closer, her hand coming to rest on his chest. ] Let's skip breakfast.
[ it's been a while since she's had time to wind down and relax, and it feels like it's been even longer since she's got to spend and evening ( let alone a whole day ) with jim. tomorrow, no matter what they do, is going to be perfect. his company is really all she needs. ] Only if you let me take a few shots of you too.
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[ And because Pepper is looking up at him like that and has his hand on him like that (or maybe Jim's just making excuses up in his head--either option is viable), he lets his hand slip a little towards the small of her back so he can kiss her.
There's just something about making Pepper happy. More than that, there's something pure about the excitement in the pretty blue of her eyes, so rare and exotic. Jim can't take it, so he always gives in: touches their lips together, fits their mouths, smiles because she's always so lovely. When he pulls back he brushes the tips of their noses together, that smile still nicely in place. ]
What was that about skipping breakfast?
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( she hums, lips curving into a smile as she doesn’t move away and, instead, tries to coerce him into a few more. she can’t think of anywhere else she’d rather be. jim makes her happy and she hopes she makes him happy too. sometimes, though, she can’t help but worry about whether or not he’s going to continue tolerating her schedule. )
Let’s sleep in and skip breakfast. I get the feeling I’m going to be too tired to get up early… ( she snickers, trying to keep the blush that’s forming on her cheeks at bay. ) Sound good?
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[ But down Jim goes to kiss her once more. He didn't miss the way she leaned a little further, the way she seemed to be asking for more; honestly, if Jim can't say no to when Pepper looks at him, what more when she actively tries to get something out of him?
Jim sucks at her lower lip just as his fingers drift under the hem of her blouse, a pleasant hum in his throat. ]
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Jim… ( it’s soft spoken, quiet, and just barely there as his hand slips beneath her blouse. pep shivers, breath hitching if but for a second as her gaze drops in between them. )
Let’s make tonight something special too. ( sinking into him she strings several kisses along his neck as her fingers slip in between the buttons of his shirt, working them open as best she can. )
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[ The moment Pepper's got her mouth off him he brings a hand in her hair, fingers curling in just enough to pull her head up for another kiss. Where his hand is on her back he brings it around to trace over her stomach, and then a little higher towards the edge of her bra. ]
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[ she sits up to make it that much easier for their lips to meet again and it's hard not to smile behind the kiss. she's so glad she's got jim. he's like the light at the end of the tunnel... something she can always count on to keep her going and make her happy. ] It looks like you've got a few ideas too.
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[ He's grinning, though, and now it's Jim's turn to fumble with the tiny buttons she's got. Such one-handed endeavours used to be so difficult for him, but since dating a woman who wears a lot of them, Jim's learned to adapt.
It's fantastic because it lets him cup Pepper's face--lets Jim feel for himself how the muscles there move when she smiles, when her lips part as his knuckles slowly, gently stroke up her bare stomach. Jim sighs a little bit himself; it's always such a gift to be able to touch her. ]
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[ as soon as he's finished undoing the buttons of her blouse she shrugs it over her shoulders and presses closer, because the sudden burst of cold air has her shivering. her fingers continue to move in between them, finishing the work on his own shirt as she snuggles into the crook of his neck. ] I swear I could stay like this forever.