[RP] OPEN POST

[theresalwayshope]

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PORN IN 5, 4, 3, 2...

[youowemeanewbow]

It was kind of suspect: him, Kira, alone at her place, hanging out on Christmas Eve. No big deal, nothing weird, just swap presents, eat junk food, and watch movies.

He was reading too much into it. Just because he was kind of hung up on her didn't mean she was hung up on him. She was into Scott, of course she was into Scott. They were just a couple of freak insomniacs who ate like stoners and were super geeks over weapons. Yes, she was an adorable little bundle of fox nerdery, and yes, he was occasionally guilty of staring at her ass.

It was a cute ass. Little and perky and just...

He was crazy for being suspicious. This was not a Night At Her Place. It was just...a night at her place. Friendly. Not...friendly.

And he was expecting nothing by showing up at her front door the forest green v-neck shirt Lydia made him buy 'cause she claimed it brought out his eyes, or the leather jacket Lydia claimed made his shoulders look hot. Which, of course, he doubted because shoulders were not a thing that was hot.

He was expecting nothing as he rang the bell and waited for Kira to answer.

And if he was raking a hand back through his hair when she opened the door, it had nothing to do with attempting to examine his reflection in the polished brass knocker on her front door.

[whatthefoxsay]

She opens the door with the biggest smile at the sight of him, unable to keep herself from the thought goddamn his shoulders look really hot in that jacket and she has to blink a few times to keep that impression off her face. But the fact that he's raking his hair back makes her giggle.

"Were you checking yourself out in the door knocker...again?"

She doesn't give him time to reply. She tilts forward, grabbing his hand and tugging him into the house. He'd best shut the door behind them, though since she's leading him, he'll have a prime position for eying any part of her from behind that he wants.

[youowemeanewbow]

Alan blinked, then snorted, allowing himself to be pulled into the house. "No. I wasn't...shut up!"

The last came with a smile and a huff as he kicked the door shut behind him...and yeah, he might have stared just a little.

Or a lot.

"Anyway, you're one to talk." he pointed out with a smirk, tugging back on her hand to make her stop moving forward, allowing him to advance and lean over to talk quietly in her ear. "That's a new pair of jeans, right?"

Moving around her, he turned to walk backwards, miming shooting her with a gun while mouthing the word busted.

[whatthefoxsay]

She can't help a little bit of a shiver when he talks in her ear, even if his lips don't even so much as touch it. But as he's walking backwards and grinning at her like the goddamn cat that ate the canary, she's determined to get her revenge.

"Hmm? Oh, yeah. Do you like 'em?"

She does a little turn, throwing in a little hip roll as she rotates around for him to check it out. Not that she watched J-Law in Silver Linings playbook on endless repeat and practice in the mirror a million times. No. She definitely didn't do that.

She attempts to walk past him, and it's her turn to be the Cheshire Cat. Or in her case, Cheshire Fox. "So. You can lay your butt on the couch and pick the first movie, or you can come help me in the kitchen."