Pestering seismic_sense

[allbedestroyed]

It takes a while to scour the compy pen for any escape routes, and then another while to check all the others since Muldoon can't help but be thorough. Then there are people to needle (metaphorically, of course, he's not the metalbender), and a change up in security measures to oversee. All before he does anything to step outside his workplace.

Thankfully Lin Beifong is as dedicated to her work as he is to his, so he's not too concerned about how late he arrives. It doesn't make it any less strange coming into a police station with a metal cage in hand. He can't quite tell if it reminds him of dealing with pest control or whether it makes him feel like one. In this case he supposes he is acting like pest control. Even if he would fight anyone who tried to hurt the silly creature.

After being directed to the appropriate door, Muldoon takes a moment to clear his head and remind himself to stay focused. Then he knocks on the door.

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[seismic_sense]

Perhaps not ideal, but necessary to her purpose. Which is to let the batteries recharge, her hips straddling his. She crosses her arms over his shoulders, kissing him before replying.

"Good attitude," she says, drawing back enough to take a bite of the apple, offering it to him silently.

"And you absolutely didn't. You were wild," she adds, clearly complimentary.

[allbedestroyed]

Setting his glass aside to join hers, he takes the apple, indulging in a large, crunching bite. It's a good choice, sweet and satisfying.

"You don't seem like the kind of woman who cares much for anything too tame," he teases in return. "Unless, maybe, you tamed it yourself."

[seismic_sense]

She smile sneaks across her face only for a moment.

"I don't know what you're talking about," she replies, flagrantly and obviously lying. He's perceptive, another good feature.

"But you certainly seem to be somebody who knows how to feel alive."

[allbedestroyed]

"Life is too short, and too dangerous, not to live to the fullest." Something he knows with certainty that she understands. Probably better than most. Even if, like him, she appears not to always abide by such a philosophy.

Just because they obey the rules doesn't mean they don't know how to have fun. They just tend to do it more... privately.

[seismic_sense]

She absolutely understands it. Neither of their jobs is exactly conducive to being...well, calm to say the least. She didn't know everything about his job, but there had to be worse things he had to watch out for. Much like she had to in hers.

She takes another bite of the apple, free hand idly playing over his stomach.

"Absolutely and entirely correct," she says, with a smile that indicates she is very much just waiting for him to be able to go again.

[allbedestroyed]

This realisation only comes to him after he finishes the last of his water. Setting the glass down again, his head tilts, eyebrow rising at her.

"I'm getting the impression I didn't satisfy you enough." He shifts her to sit up properly, feigning seriousness as he talks. "I'm not leaving here until I have, you know."

[seismic_sense]

She puts a hand on the back of his neck, looking into his eyes.

"Don't even pretend," she replied, with a grin, "that you didn't. But it's been a long time, and I am feeling very, very greedy as a result."

She kisses him then, biting his lower lip, pulling slightly before letting go. Her hand drops down his body, reaching for him and wrapping her fingers around him and giving his cock a gentle squeeze.

"But if it keeps you here until we're both exhausted and utterly spent..."