Room 417, Friday night [Kinda NWS, yo]

[fates_jaye]

After heading back from common room, Jaye's planning on just forgetting the whole conversation in the library because just flinging or not just flinging, Cameron's now in her room in leather pants. Again. She's gonna focus on that, thanks.

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[fates_jaye]

Jaye starts kissing his neck, still working on the pants. "You're doing this on purpose," she accuses.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Possibly," he replies, but it's his turn to get distracted.

[fates_jaye]

She works the skin of his neck between her teeth lightly, sliding her hands under the pants as much as she can to help those down. Just for that reason, really.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Which really isn't helping him get control over his brain again. Until he remembers that he's got a point to proof, sorta. He pulls back just enough to kiss her lips as he slips a finger underneath the waistband.

[fates_jaye]

She smiles into the kiss, concentrating on that for a moment because she likes kissing him.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron's not impartial to it either and gets distracted again. Until he pulls back just a little with a mischievous smile. "Bet I can get your pants off quicker."

[fates_jaye]

"'Course you can, I'm not wearing leather," she breathes, but manages to get them down around his hips and smiles.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"You've got a headstart," he points out and moves his hand to the front of her pants to undo the buttons.

[fates_jaye]

"Still," she says, kissing him again as she gets them a little further down. "Leather."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"You like it," he breathes and his hands still on her hips. He kinda forget about anything else as he kisses her back with intend.

[fates_jaye]

She gets the pants down around his legs, and pulls back just enough to smile and say, "I win."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Nah huh," he shakes his head and tries not to think about whether or not he looks silly. "They're not completely off," he says and quickly pushes hers past her hips.

[fates_jaye]

"Don't argue with me," she says, because they're around his feet now and she's already starting on his shirt.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"No, ma'am." He laughs and he doesn't help with the shirt because he's got catching up to do. Luckily her pants do cooperate and slide down.

[fates_jaye]

Smiling, she tries to pull off his shirt, which is not easy to do when he's still undressing her, too. "I'm trying to get you naked here," she reminds him.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Really? Funny that, I was kinda hoping to do the same," he tease, but relents and holds up his arms so she can get his shirt off.

[fates_jaye]

She pulls it off, tossing it away, and starts kissing him again.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron's about to protest that he'd like her naked too, but hey kissing again. He slips an arm around her, flingers splaying against her back and he tries to back them towards the bed, completely forgetting about the pants that are around his ankles. And down he goes, not letting go of Jaye.

[fates_jaye]

Oh, that's floor. Jaye laughs a little, mostly out of shock, and says, "Now look what you did."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Me?" He snickers and apparently meeting the floor isn't going to stop him as he's tugging at her shirt. "I told you they weren't off."

[fates_jaye]

She moves a little to help him with clothing removal, kissing his shoulder. "You're the one who jumped the gun."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Your fault," he says softly and blindly dumps her shirt somewhere. He slowly strokes his hands up her back until one of them cups the back of her head. "You look too good," he tells her and pulls her down for a kiss.

[fates_jaye]

That makes her smile, so she kisses him back and hopes he doesn't notice the smiling.