"In from the Rain" | Log | Kaelin & Renai | (NSFW)

[heatedheart]

Their picnic had started beautifully - bright sunshine, clear skies, all the usual perfect cliches - and then, at about three twenty, everything had turned a threatening shade of gray. Kaelin suspected Lapali demons, but he was sure the weather report would blame high pressure, or cold fronts or... whatever. They usually did. Either way, they'd had to move fast; throwing out spoiled food and packing up what was left so they could run back to the Warehouse before they got too waterlogged.

He wasn't sure how lucky they'd been, really, as he shoved open the side-door and held it open for Renai to hurry inside. The door slammed shut behind them and locked itself securely and Kaelin took a moment to blink down at the large puddle forming under the bundled-up picnic blanket in his arms.

"I... sorry about that," he said, offering a small apologetic grin. The picnic had been a nice idea, but apparently today wasn't the day. "We can order-in, if you want?"

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[bonnetrenai]

Renai unfastened her bonnet and pulled the garment away from her head to shake the rain from the fabric in a flapping motion. Her hair had stayed mostly dry, only the tips of her curls were like dipped paintbrushes.

"Are you hungry?" She asked, placing the bonnet carefully to one side. "I can do without but I don't want you not to eat just to be polite."

[heatedheart]

Kaelin considered ringing the blanket out, but it seemed kinda pointless. Best thing he could do was probably throw it in the wash - it was muddy and rain in the city was a lot dirtier than back home in Tarrow. he draped it over a nearby chair and shook the water from his hands, giving some thought to the whole food situation. He was actually fine; they'd eaten most of the lunch they'd packed, including half a tub of strawberries. Really, they hadn't done too badly.

"I think I'm good. Little wet, but good." He grinned and looked down at Renai's dress. It was soaked - same as his own clothes. "You need a shower? I don't have anything nice for you to wear, but... I can go get you a shirt and pants if you want?"

[bonnetrenai]

"Such a gentlemen." She gave him a flit of a wicked grin. "More concerned with getting me into dry clothes than out of wet ones."

[heatedheart]

He paused for a moment, caught slightly off-guard at the comment. It was just that he wasn't expecting it - he'd been kinda worried the rain might have ruined her day - but, after several seconds, the blank expression on his face became playful.

"I don't have to be a gentleman." It was a simple statement, and his lips quirked upwards at the corner in a decidedly ungentlemanly way. "You still wanna be a lady?"

[bonnetrenai]

"I am a lady." She announced with confidence, stepping toward him to stand with the tips of her boots against his. "I'm your lady."

[heatedheart]

He could feel the back of his neck prickle as she moved in close and his hands were automatically on her waist, resting just where it dipped inwards and flared out over his hips. The fabric was wet under his fingers and he reached wordlessly, round her sides and up the curve of her spine to find the buttons on the back.

"You'll catch cold if you stay in these," he said, leaning down just slightly to speak softly against her temple and into her damp hair. "Should really take 'em off..."

[bonnetrenai]

"Hmm." She hummed in agreement, happy to be close to him and catch his scent. "Help me, please."

Lifting her arms, she encouraged him to slide his hands upwards and assist her with the removal of her wet clothes. Getting undressed was often something they would forgo, but this time...

[heatedheart]

Button unfastened, he pulled the wet fabric open and slid it down over his shoulders. The first layer was heavy with rain, and he licked his lips at the sight of her wet blouse. The white cotton was transparent and clung to her curves in a way that looked like it could almost have been on purpose. Her black bra was plainly visible underneath and he could feel a heat stirring between his ribs - coiling downwards towards his stomach.

He moved his hands to the front of the garment and his fingers were light as he unfastened the buttons there, too. He could feel her breathing, chest expanding under his fingers as he worked his way purposefully down, sliding the fabric open and letting his hands move upwards to push the shirt from her shoulders and down her smooth, slender arms. He lingered at her elbows for just a moment, stepping closer and pressing the tip of his nose against her forehead.

The heat was moving towards his very core, and he could feel the muscles in his thighs tense as it spread. God, she was beautiful.

[bonnetrenai]

Renaissance tilted her head back to catch a kiss form Kaelin's lips. It wasn't a chaste kiss, her eyes were firmly closed, her breath a heavy rush through her nose as she met his lips with hers and lost herself as he touched her. His scent was addictive, rain and sweat so appealing to her she just wanted to get closer to the heat of it. She wanted him to sweat even more, to press his muscular body against hers and bear down on her. The thought alone aroused her. She knew once his hands found their way between her legs, he would find her slick and wanting.

She waited for Kaelin to finish removing her blouse before taking hold of his hands and stroking them down her own sides, down to her hips and the lip of her skirts. She deliberately led him to the clasps and buttons.