Date: 2015-10-06 05:20 am (UTC)
doomed_copper: (Kiss.)
Wanting to curse her way through all the warring feelings within her, Louise stifled her mouth and merely fished into her blazer for her keys, blindly inserting them into the lock and turning, allowing both their bodies to very nearly fall inside her apartment. Pulling at his coat, rending it from his shoulders, Louise discarded it on the ground before moving to Jim's tie, fingers loosening it before tugging it free, running the silk through her fingers as the thought passed through her mind as to what, exactly, the detective wanted to do with the thin piece of fabric.

Shoving his tie into the back portion of her waistband, Louise continued to conquer his lips, her own breaking apart from his finally in order to trace bites and kisses from his earlobe down to his collarbone.
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