"You too," He smiled softly, kissing her on the forehead. "I found a wonderful, new species of lichen, took a sample on my way back home. Maybe we can, I don't know, do some experimenting together, if you'd like. If not with plants, then (
maybe with pants no jk).." Trailing off with a sly wink, he kissed all along the top of her head, his hands making their way down her back in a gentle manner.
"A little bit of both sounds lovely," She replied with a grin while scooting closer to Washington until their bodies were pressed up against each other, the space in between them vanishing. "And did your guide in Portugal teach you how to talk like that?" She asked with a playful grin, referencing her partner's smooth words. She brought a hand to the top of his shirt, taking a moment to undo the first three buttons and pull the fabric down enough to press another kiss onto his upper chest, her lips lingering on his skin for a tad bit longer than usual.
"Sure taught me something, don't know what exactly though.." His thumbs hooked around the bottom of her (blouse/shirt/idk im clueless oops sorry), pulling it up her body a few inches. His breath speeding up ever so slightly, his lips made their way tenderly down her neck and collarbone. Hands shaking slightly, he said, his voice barely over a whisper, "Think they just taught me a few tricks when it comes to gardening, if you-" He paused, looking up into her eyes with a lopsided, nervous grin- "know what I mean."
"I think I do," Miranda murmured, biting her bottom lip as she sat up and shifted so that she was straddling Washington. Her top was now half off, as if she'd rolled down a hill and it'd been messed up. "I can finish what you started," She purred to him, bringing her hands up to the first button of the blouse and undoing it, then continuing to the next, and so on, her undergarments being revealed almost teasingly slowly. After she finished with the last button, she shimmied out of the blouse and carelessly tossed it to the side, her startlingly bright blue eyes shimmering with passion as she rested her hands on Washington's chest.
"Th-thanks," Washington's breath sped up even more, a blur of thoughts shooting through his mind before suddenly it all just shut down, with only one thing left remaining- Miranda. With a timid movement towards her direction, his hands grazed her body tantalizingly, forming the shape of her figure, from her shoulders all way down to her hips. His lips touched right below her collar bone, making their way down and following the line of her undergarments, his touch soft and enticing.
Miranda raised her pale hand up slightly, then ran it through Washington's curly hair before letting it drop and rest at his waist. "No problem, it was my pleasure," She murmured in reply to him while wearing a sly grin. Though she tried her best to keep her cool, she couldn't help but shiver as her breath hitched with his touch. After regaining her rhythm she unbuttoned the rest of his shirt, then set her hand on top of his bare chest.
Shakily, he slowly pulled a hand away from her body and lightly took hold of the one on his chest, bringing it up to his mouth so his mouth grazed the back of it. Kissing gently up and down each and every one of her fingers, he turned the hand over and did the same to the other side, eyes partially closed as he inhaled deep breaths of her wonderful smell. With his other hand he softly pressed her body into his, removing his lips from her hand so kisses could lightly litter the top of her head. His breath rattling in his chest, excitement pumped through his body as his fingertips danced across her skin, making their way down to her thighs.
A broad smile spread on her face as she felt Washington's lips on her fingertips, then the top of her head- He was such a sweetheart, even in, er, more passionate moments. Miranda, on the other hand, was not quite as pure. She bit down on her lip, feeling his hand on her thigh. Her fingers traced meaningless patterns on his chest, then trailed down, stopping directly under the fabric of his trousers so that they rested on his hipbones.
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His breath caught as he felt her hands slip into his pants. Entire body shivering, his grip on her thighs tightened, as his face hovered directly in front of hers, the tip of his nose barely grazing her cheek as he softly whispered, "How do you manage to make me feel so.. alive?" Tenderly, he pressed his face into her shoulder, kissing down her side until he couldn't anymore. He tried to keep control of himself as he turned towards the bare front of her body, his lips barely grazing it as he traced erratic lines along her skin.
"Hmm, I don't know," Miranda murmured playfully, "Maybe it's-" She paused. "Magic." A sly grin crept onto her lips as she glanced at her wand, which was sitting on the coffee table less than a foot away. She slid her hands up his back, lightly tracing his spine with her fingers. After a moment she brought them around to his front, then continued, until her fingers were resting in the curls of his hair while she planted a kiss on his jaw. Her mouth trailed towards his, until their lips were locked once again.