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[Well, as long as she's laughing, he doesn't mind that he struggled a little. When she steps back to let him look her over he does so, and it's obvious where his eyes are even with the shades on. How could he not stare a little? She's beautiful.

Again, he finds himself wondering what he did to deserve something like this. He knows all the things he's done to not deserve it, that's for sure. Honestly, it would have made more sense to him if Lust had dismissed his feelings and made him feel like a fool. That's something he would have seen coming. But here she is, smiling at him, and it's enough to make his heart skip a beat.

When she slips her hands underneath his sweater Boone finally removes his shades, knowing they'll only get knocked off his face when he undresses. He sets them down and leans back in to kiss Lust again, a little more insistent this time, his hand lightly cupping her jaw.]

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[It's a very different thing, being with a confident lover at ease with his own body and hers. There's no cautious hesitance, no stumbling and drawing back and beginning again. Lust finds herself feeling slightly like the less experienced one, as ridiculous as that is. She's been with so many men...]

[But she doesn't count the alchemists. They weren't lovers, they were duties. Things she had to do in her Master's service. It hadn't been lovemaking in the least, nothing even close to it, it had been just another unpleasant job. There had been a time when there was no difference for Lust between bedding a man and killing him. When it came to lovers....Scar had come close, and then there had been a week or so with Timothy and that was all. Both had been men very shy of physical intimacy.]

[There's no shyness in Boone. Not in his eyes, his hands, his mouth... Lust begins responding to it, her lips moving hungrily against his. He tastes of smoke and alcohol and she finds it both pleasant and arousing. Her hands move over his torso under his sweater, exploring his wasteland hardened body.]

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[Boone eventually pulls back to tug off his sweater, though he goes right back in to resume the kiss afterwards. He keeps her pressed close, a hand at the small of her back, and feeling her so close against him begins to draw out a more physical reaction. He knows she can feel him starting to press against her, and he finds himself wondering how her hands would feel on him. Or her mouth. All thoughts that come with getting slowly worked up.

Feeling bolder thanks to Lust's eagerness, he slips his hands down the back of her pants and squeezes. He hopes he's not being too forward even now, but he's sure Lust will tell him if he is.]

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[Boone's hands feel like they're everywhere. Lust is so acutely aware of his body, all of his body. His bare chest against hers, the swell of his arousal, the heat of his hands and arms... it's so much.]

[It makes her think of the ocean. A strong, overpowering force that she only partially understands. She remembers the early summer, when he went into the sea with her. She'd trusted him even then. And even then, he'd looked after her. That was what really mattered, when it came down to it. He cares in that certain way that appeals so much. Lust doesn't need anyone to protect her or look after her, but it's something she finds herself seeking anyhow.]

[Her own hands drift downwards, over the sides of his waist, lingering at the waistband of his trousers.]

I think it would be wise of us to move to the bed shortly.

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[He answers with a little "mm" of agreement, distracted by the body underneath his hands. But then he pulls back a little, taking Lust by the hand and leading her to the bed. He unbuckles his pants and lets them hang loose off his hips as he moves to tug down Lust's, kissing at her shoulder gently. After she's out of them he nudges her back towards the bed, urging her to lie down.

He remembers the way they'd touched hands at the cinema, and how foolish he'd felt upon realising he was attracted to her. He never would have dreamed he'd be here, with his hands and lips on her. He debates asking if she feels okay, but he doesn't want to break up the moment with too many questions.]

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[It reminds her of television, a bit. Simply in how easy it all is, how they move together and undress quickly and without fumbling or hesitating or spending long stretches trying to determine what to remove first or in what order.

She moves to sit on the bed, her finger hooked in the loosened waist of Boone's pants. God, he's a well built man. She makes no effort to hide the way she looks at him, hungrily and wantonly. Her eyes trace his musculature, the scars on him. She knows he indicated she should lay back, but she's loathe to take her hands off of him.]

I'll lie down when we've completed undressing and you join me.

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[He grunts in reply. Alright, fair enough. He's not shy about his body, he has no reason to be, so he kicks off the rest of his clothes and starts to remove Lust's pants finally, too. His eyes roam over her body, taking it in. He makes a mental note to remember everything about it, just incase this never happens again. He might only get this lucky once.

When they're both undressed he does push her back and climb on top of her, easing himself between her legs and going in for another hungry kiss as his hand slides down her body. It brushes along her hip, her thigh, then back up to her chest where he cups her breast and uses his thumb to toy with her nipple. It's hard to keep his hands off her now.]

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[Lust watches as he finishes undressing. A healthy, fit, undressed man is still a rather new and rare sight to her. And Boone is certainly a healthy, fit man. She can't help but bite her bottom lip as her eyes rake over his form, lingering between his legs. She feels that familiar flutter of anticipation and nervousness as she shifts on the bed to let him join her.]

It's ridiculous, really. She's had sex. As a human. But those odd little fears pop up anyhow - will it fit, will he care about the mess?

She tries to shove them away as he stretches out over her, covering her easily. Lust's arms lift to embrace him as he touches her, body rising into his hands. Her thighs part, despite all desire to press tightly together.]

Touch me, Craig. Please.

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[He's not much of a talker, and that carries over to the bedroom. But he'll do as he's asked, kissing along her collarbone as he lets his hand wander between her legs. His finger starts to work her slowly, small circular motions. He glances up at her face as he does, wanting to see her expression. She's somehow even more beautiful like this. There's a vulnerability about her that's undeniably attractive, something he hasn't seen in her until now. He can tell she's somewhat nervous, but he hopes he can ease those fears out of her before he actually goes any further.]

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[He knows what he's doing.]

[That alone is something relatively uncommon in Lust's experience. Her partners...they were either men with no knowledge of how to pleasure a woman or men who simply didn't care. It wasn't as though no effort had ever been made, but... Boone knows what he's doing. It does help to relax her some, her hands moving idly over his back.]

[She thinks she's never more human than like this, naked and opened to another person.]

[It's clear Boone's ministrations are working. Lust's sex is slick and quivers under his fingers, parting eagerly for him.]

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This feel okay?

[He murmurs it against her skin, as his finger dips inside her. Boone likes to make sure he actually asks how his partner is feeling as he continues, at least for the first few times, but he also wants to hear the quiver in her voice. It's a turn on in itself, knowing that Lust wants him as badly as he wants her.]

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[Lust's first response is simply to nod, not trusting words. But she realizes that's hardly helpful, can he even see that she's nodded? But it seems such a difficult task, to bring forth coherent words and not simply whimpered sounds of pleasure.]

Yes!

[The word is breathless and sharp, torn from Lust's lips as she arches herself into Boone's hand. Her lower lip catches between her lip tight enough to bruise and her hair cascades in flowing patterns across the pillow and sheets. Her toes curl. There's a flush on her cheeks and down her throat, her skin alive with desire.]

[There's no doubt as to how badly she wants him.]

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[That's all he needs. He moves back slightly so he can position himself properly at her entrance, pushing in slowly so they can both savour the feeling. He breathes out a slow, shaky breath as he presses forward, and once he's buried deep inside her he stays like that for a moment. She's tight around him, and he's so turned on that he barely trusts himself to move.

He swallows, before moving his hips finally. Keeping the pace slower than he'd like for now, because if he goes too fast it'll all be over too quickly. He runs a hand through her long, dark hair, and takes in how beautiful she looks right now. Flushed and wanting, all for him. Goddamn, he's lucky. And for once, he ignores the little voice inside his head that tells him it'll be ripped away from him soon enough.]