I'll take your word on all things PR related. [ He says with a grin, because he is after all a PR nightmare and it's a good thing she's so skilled and knowledgeable in an area he's absolutely terrible in. ]
Only sometimes. They did it when I coached my first match along with Ted and the rest, felt pretty fucking encouraging. Usually I only hear it in settings like this where everyone's knocked back a few already.
[ As if on cue, one of the customers at the bar notices him and smiles a little drunkenly over at Roy and raises his glass. Roy raises it back with an expression that manages to convey that he's not in the mood to have a random person wander over when he's enjoying his time with Alexis in the relative privacy of their booth. Roy's scowl works, because the guy sits back down and stays put.
Which is good because right now all he wants to do is set his focus back on her and how soft her skin is beneath his hand, and the soft press of her body against the side of his. ]
How do you always smell so fucking good?
[ He answers her question with a question, dipping toward her neck and brushing his nose along the shell of her ear. His lips find her jaw and he presses slow lingering kisses there, then down to her neck. The booth they're in is set further back in club and given that it's not exactly well lit, he feels like he can get away with being more openly explorative with her than when they were in broad daylight at the park. So he tests the waters a bit, gauging her responses on if he should slow it down or keep going.
With the table providing a cover, he slides his hand further beneath the hem of her dress, fingers spreading out along the top of her thigh as he continues to kiss her neck. Where as he wants the date to end up with her in his bed later so he can explore her entirely, he can't seem to resist the temptation of her at the moment and he's doing a bad job at behaving. ]
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Only sometimes. They did it when I coached my first match along with Ted and the rest, felt pretty fucking encouraging. Usually I only hear it in settings like this where everyone's knocked back a few already.
[ As if on cue, one of the customers at the bar notices him and smiles a little drunkenly over at Roy and raises his glass. Roy raises it back with an expression that manages to convey that he's not in the mood to have a random person wander over when he's enjoying his time with Alexis in the relative privacy of their booth. Roy's scowl works, because the guy sits back down and stays put.
Which is good because right now all he wants to do is set his focus back on her and how soft her skin is beneath his hand, and the soft press of her body against the side of his. ]
How do you always smell so fucking good?
[ He answers her question with a question, dipping toward her neck and brushing his nose along the shell of her ear. His lips find her jaw and he presses slow lingering kisses there, then down to her neck. The booth they're in is set further back in club and given that it's not exactly well lit, he feels like he can get away with being more openly explorative with her than when they were in broad daylight at the park. So he tests the waters a bit, gauging her responses on if he should slow it down or keep going.
With the table providing a cover, he slides his hand further beneath the hem of her dress, fingers spreading out along the top of her thigh as he continues to kiss her neck. Where as he wants the date to end up with her in his bed later so he can explore her entirely, he can't seem to resist the temptation of her at the moment and he's doing a bad job at behaving. ]