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When; July 14 (Stupid Cupid Day), night
Rating; R/NC-17
Characters; Naoto [naoto_two] & Giovanni [60_08]
Summary; While both are cursed, Giovanni invites Naoto to dinner and... other activities. Back-commenting liek whoa, but that's okay.
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It had been a long time since she'd gone on a date with anyone. She'd pulled out one of her favorite dresses, something simple and light that accentuated what sexual appeal she had; and now she was staring at herself in the hallway mirror, trying to keep the bangs from falling into her eyes, to no avail.

Ah, well. Some things couldn't be helped.

Naoto glanced at the clock impatiently. She couldn't say Giovanni was ever late. He tended to be punctual, and yet she still wished time would tick by faster.

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She was pliant. She was warm. And he had her tongue in his mouth, twining with his and playing a little fencing over his teeth, before he broke off for their air.

She tasted like the wine from earlier. Tasted bittersweet.

"Bed or floor, love," he mouthed against her cheek as he ran his hands down her front, around her hips and back up and against her shoulder blades. "Or the wall?"

Soft feather-kisses along her jawline as Giovanni stripped Naoto's dress off, smoothly pulling the zipper down and giving her lingerie a quick tug, before that, too, came flying off her and into some distant corner they won't pay attention to. Giovanni was having his dining on her chest, pinked skin and severe scar adding an exhilarating chaser to the taste of woman in his mouth.

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"I get to choose?" she breathed, but her answer caught in her throat as his lips found her breast. She was shuddering now, her back arched ever so slightly, hands groping for a hold on his shoulders and back.

It didn't really matter, did it?

But Naoto wasn't going to be the only one stripped bare. Suppressing her own whine, she pushed Giovanni back just enough so as to tear open the rest of his shirt, and there went his suit and belt and pants, to the floor.

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Sex was a messy thing.

And so it was - she wasn't giving an answer. Yet.

"Do I have to decide for you, then?" He heaved up, lifted her off her feet a few inches and as she wrapped her legs around his waist, they grinded together. Together, sliding against the other and it didn't even seem like they'd make it anywhere beyond their little corner by the door.

"But I'd rather..."

"I'd rather have you on your back."

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On her back?

If Naoto was any other woman, she probably wouldn't have protested. She would not have shoved off the wall with her elbows, twisting in such a way that they both lost their balance and toppled to the floor. It would hurt later, but not now, not as she straddled Giovanni, looming over him with the slightest smirk on her lips.

Grinding her hips against his, she dropped kisses along his collarbone and up his neck and jawline.

"I'd rather you on your back," she murmured, tongue darting out to lick at his ear.

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"Just like a real lady would."

And that was how it got on - she went on to ride him like a cowgirl would a wild, strong stallion. Much like the ride one would not forget for a very long while.

A very long while.

[ooc: i ran out of brainsteam for this tag - TAKE THE FLOOR! pun not intended XD]

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[ ooc: I... I had to end it. My brain is not capable of writing more. XD ]