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[resistingly]

No, I guess not. I'm just trying to figure out where I need to be looking.

[toplieutenant]

You're welcome to look wherever you'd like.

As always.

[resistingly]

It would be something if the shoes were the only thing you were wearing.

[toplieutenant]

They're not. I'm also wearing a smile.

[resistingly]

And it's as beautiful as the rest of you.

[toplieutenant]

You haven't seen it yet.

[resistingly]

A smile from you? Not even once?

[toplieutenant]

The smile I'm wearing now.

With these shoes.

[ is she... teasing him?]

[resistingly]

Does this mean you're going to show me?

[toplieutenant]

If you'd like to see it, you know where I am.

[resistingly]

You almost make it sound like there'd ever be a time when I wouldn't want to see you.

[toplieutenant]

You may have made other plans or be in the middle of something. I wouldn't want to presume.

[resistingly]

I could probably rearrange some things. It's not like the garage won't keep.

[toplieutenant]

I could come to the garage.

[resistingly]

Like... that?

[ naked, he means. ]

[toplieutenant]

Would you like that?

[resistingly]

I think anyone in their right mind would like that.

[ but he can't help thinking of all her flawless skin around so many oily, greasy things or sharp metallic edges. ]

We have an office.

[toplieutenant]

We could get naked in your office.

Tell me what you want, Finn. Where you want it and how.

[resistingly]

[ he draws in a breath, because he already has been thinking about an idea. something coalescing in his mind when she's been giving him images to linger on. so the words come without him even having to think about them too hard. ]

Put a coat on first, so you can make it here without anyone getting any ideas. But nothing underneath.

And when you get here, I'm going to spread you out on this desk and take you that way.

[toplieutenant]

Nothing at all?

We may get your papers dirty.

[ she's already got the coat on. ]

[resistingly]

I could clear off the desk.

Unless you want to get them dirty.

[toplieutenant]

I want what you want.

If you want the reminder, we can get them dirty.

[resistingly]

I want to spread you out on them and bury my face between your thighs until your legs shake.

And then I want to slip inside you before you've even finished coming down from it all.

[toplieutenant]

I don't know that your papers will ever recover.

Or that you'll be able to stop me from screaming your name.

[resistingly]

I guess that's what copies are for, then.

I wouldn't exactly have a problem with that, either.