A Night with Flynn

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Demeter leads Flynn up to her room with a smile, its a simple and light filled place, most of her plants are at her home in France but this room has her touch, greens and golds. Once they're upstairs she leans into him and kisses him,

"Now tell me all your desires."

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[librarian-flynn.livejournal.com]

He's still a little bowled over from the kiss, but luckily, he manages to get his words in a straight order.

"I don't think a woman has ever asked me that before."

Good thing Demeter is more than just a woman.

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"Clearly you've never met the right women then."

She smirks slightly and leans up to kiss him again.

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"You sound just like--"

My mother, he almost says, but then she's kissing him again and it becomes difficult to think.

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Since she is who she is, Demeter would probably find that compliment but for now, she's finding that kissing Flynn is a simply lovely thing.

[librarian-flynn.livejournal.com]

If she knew his mother, it probably wouldn't be much of a compliment.

But he deepens the kiss just the same, his palm grazing over her jawline as his fingertips touch her cheek.

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She smiles and leans into his touch, her hands wandering over his back.

[librarian-flynn.livejournal.com]

That's more kissing than this poor nerd has had in a very long time, and he plans to enjoy it as much as possible.

He presses against her, his hand sliding down to rest against her collarbone.

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That would be the general idea and her dress is a simple of thing so she moves towards his touch as her hands pull him closer.

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His hands don't know exactly where to settle, so they finally descend on her hips, and he uses his hold to tug her close.

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She smiles into him as one of her hands moves to find its way to the bare skin of his back.

[librarian-flynn.livejournal.com]

He tenses, expecting cold, but her hands are only warm on his skin, and he doesn't know why he's surprised that they wouldn't be.

The kiss deepens again as he presses her back against a wall.

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A moan escapes from her since Demeter does like ceding control and she curls one of her legs around him so her foot can caress his leg.

[librarian-flynn.livejournal.com]

Apparently, that's one of the few things it takes to really excite him - as if the kiss hadn't done so already - and his fingers slide up into her hair, gently tugging back so he can leave a trail of kisses along her jawline.

He's had practice. Some, but not frequent.

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Her smile grows amongst the moans as she sneaks her foot up his inner thigh.

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Inwardly marveling at her flexibility, his mouth continues its descent over her neck, moving down to her collarbones.

His hands slide down her hips to the hem of her dress.

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She is a goddess after all and he's nice and tall so she can mold herself too him which is useful since she's finding it harder to stand.

[librarian-flynn.livejournal.com]

Looks can be deceiving, and he's stronger than he looks as he hoists her up away from the wall, stumbling in the direction of the bed.

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The bed isn't too far and she takes the slight change in position to get her hands properly under his shirt as she gets her legs around him.

Flynn will be pleased to know that Demeter doesn't believe in underwear.

[librarian-flynn.livejournal.com]

He's pleased in more ways than one, some more obvious than others as he lifts his arms in order to aid her with the removal of his shirt.

It's quickly tossed aside, and one of his hands slides up the outside of her thigh, nudging her dress further up her legs.

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Demeter pulls his shirt off and then lounges on the bed as one of her feet moves up his thigh,

"Mm, come here."

[librarian-flynn.livejournal.com]

He doesn't need to be told twice, and he crawls forward up over her, bracing himself over her body with his hands.

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She takes advantage of having his above her to kiss him as her hands move down his chest while her feet move up his legs as she works to get his belt off.

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"Oh, that," he mutters, chuckling awkwardly as he lifts his hips and wriggles around in order to loosen the belt.

His hands, meanwhile, are already lifting her dress up over her stomach.

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His mutter just makes her laugh as the belt is gone and soon her dress is too as she pulls him down,

"Those books do wonderful things for you, Flynn."

[librarian-flynn.livejournal.com]

"I don't think those kinds of things get created by books," he admits, his hands trailing over her bare curves.

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"Not even lifting all those heavy tomes?"

Her laughter is now against his skin as she kisses his chest.

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"Well, they are kind of heavy."

He closes his eyes, releasing a soft groan at the feel of her lips on his skin.

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Demeter just smiles as her lips explore his skin and one of her hands moves down to caress his inner thigh and see how hard he is.

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He arches back as her hand slides between his legs, slowly ascending right to the place where he really needs some attention.

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"I think you're wearing too much."

She takes her time taking his pants off, teasing with her hands as more skin appears.

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"I think I might be inclined to agree with you."

He shudders under her hands.

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"Oh good."

Demeter loves to see a man enjoying himself so keeps her hands light on him.

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His hands snake into her hair and he kisses her again, shifting his body against hers.

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Now Demeter moans and pulls him down onto the bed with her.

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"You're beautiful," he whispers upon breaking the kiss, his lips moving against her cheek.

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She smiles and kisses his ear,

"And you're handsome and kind."