OFA: In the library

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Nikola is getting rusty.

But he has a good enough memory that despite the fact that it's been a good twenty years since he sat down at a piano, he's doing a fairly decent job of making his way through Au Claire de la Lune.

He doesn't play well, but he plays with great expression.

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Nikola arches an eyebrow at that revelation. "Sometimes it's better to be a little more covered."

His shirt comes next, but he leaves the jeans on for the moment, sitting low on his hips.

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She chuckles at the expression, and watches him undress, liking very much the way the jeans sit well below his waist. "Well, now. What would you have me take off?"

She doesn't particularly elaborate on what they were all wearing, since at the time it had been undeniably awkward for her to walk around in what effectively was heels and underclothes that covered far less than what she was wearing now.

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Nikola sits on the bed to take off his shoes and regards her for a moment, considering his options. "Just the skirt for now, I think."

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"Should have seen that coming," she murmurs, but reaches back to undo the little row of buttons that holds the top band of fabric closed, pushing it down off her hips and stepping out of it gracefully, though one loose piece of her hair falls over her collarbone when Raya bends to drop it where the rest of her clothes are.

She's still mostly covered--in a manner of speaking--but where she does show skin is certainly risque. "I like the way you look in nothing but jeans. Very sexy," she remarks.

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He smirks at her and leans back on his hands. "You look rather enticing yourself, my dear."

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"That was rather the point," she says. "I have the faint clue getting out of this will end up taking longer than getting into it took..."

Raya doesn't say anything about cheating to get into it. Ah, the benefits of not necessarily having to stay in one shape.

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"All the more reason to keep most of it on," Nikola says, holding out an arm for her in clear invitation to join him on the bed.

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She takes his hand, and moves to sit in front of him, one knee bent under her as she settles, leaning sideways on one arm. "Which part doesn't stay on?"

Raya asks, even if she already knows, sliding to rest on her side, arm raised to support her head as the other brushes over Nikola's denim-clad hip, liking the way it looks and feels.

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Nikola grins as he stretches out next to her. "For practicality's sake, the panties have got to go." He trails cool fingers over her belly, just below the hem of her top.

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She laughs because his fingers tickle right there, and cause her to curl in just enough to make a little noise, moving the blanket as she does.

"Oh, just for practicality, of course," she murmurs, slipping her fingers underneath the strings around her hips; she's worn stockings and garters before, and has enough sense to put them on underneath panties to facilitate actually being able to take them off. Just for the hell of it the rosette choker around her throat gets unfastened too, and tossed aside.

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"Of course." Nikola's hand slides slowly along her hip, his thumb brushing over the bone. He leans in to kiss her slowly, letting his fingers explore her exposed skin.

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There are several light laughs when he brushes over very ticklish spots in that exploration. "Well this is a different start," she murmurs. "Are you always this into foreplay?"

Because she really likes it. The way he pays attention makes her feel desired, wanted, which is all sorts of arousing. Even if that desire is just for sex; she isn't looking for anything else, and neither, Raya thinks, is Nikola.

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"Not always," Nikola whispers, kissing along her jaw and back to her throat. "If I ever do fuck you against a wall, there will likely be very little foreplay at all."

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"If?" she chuckles, the sound vibrating out of her throat as he kisses it. "I might be interested in trying that once....or twice."

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"Well, you'll have to catch me in the right mood," Nikola breathes, his teeth scraping across her skin just a little as his mouth moves lower, sucking gently at her collarbone.

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"Would I? And is that a rare mood for you to be in?" she asks, half-laughing; the scrape of teeth is only a little uncomfortable, but not enough to ask Nikola to stop. Raya doesn't usually bruise easy, but the scrape will almost certainly leave a red mark for a little while.

"Trying to give me a hickey?"

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"Not so terribly rare," Nikola admits. His fingertips continue to slide along the hem of her top, trailing electricity in their wake.

"Would you mind if I did?"

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"Not terribly," she laughs, tilting her head back to give Nikola room to nip again at her throat, liking the electric buzz low against her stomach. She rocks up into his hand with a little soft moan, catching his wrist lightly with a questioning look.

"Why, do you feel the need to?"

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"It's not a need," Nikola murmurs, nipping lightly at her collarbone. "But I do like to leave my mark."

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"Desire, then," Raya chuckles, tilting his chin up to brush her lips over Nikola's. "I've never been given one," she says, "But I don't mind you trying."

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"You've never been given a lot of things," Nikola points out, and his mouth moves along her jaw slowly, kissing and occasionally sucking lightly.

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Raya lets him kiss along her jaw and throat, smiling because it feels good there; she slides her hands down his sides until her fingers brush against the jeans on his hips.

"And obviously you aim to fix that."

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"Some of them," he murmurs, letting his lips slide lower, to the base of her throat, sending out a soft current as he goes.

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The current makes her shudder and relax back onto the bed, fingers curling around Nikola's waist with a soft sigh. "I like that," she murmurs. "Don't stop..."

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"Wouldn't dream of it," Nikola breathes, lips trailing down further, along the neckline of her top. His fingers slide along her hip before teasing lower.