005 ☥ so what if you can see the darkest side of me

[socoolbrewster]

[...there's blood dripping on the screen again. Plunk. Plunk. A moment or so later and fingers reach for it, pulling the device out of the way. The drips are still there, but you can at least see past them to see an Ed who is positively ecstatic. And also dripping blood from his fingertips.]

Did you know you can flavor blood? Fucking awesome.

[...yes, that last word was falsetto. Hey, he's in a really good mood.

Although at the expense of who is really the important question here.



Ed is cursed. Expect to receive even more inappropriate comments than usual.]

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action: locked to Ed. Obvs.

[charring]

Seriously? I go take a shower and that's what you do with your time?

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[socoolbrewster]

I figured you wanted some time to yourself. Unless you wanted to keep an eye on me from there too...?

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[charring]

Well, I was thinking about it...

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[socoolbrewster]

[He holds up bloody fingers and waggles them in a general her direction.]

I am kind of a hot mess. Plus, no cleanup after. And I've always wondered what it's like to fuck in a shower.

[Because let's be serious about this, there's no way he's just going to sit outside and WATCH her shower by herself.]

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[charring]

Hmm. I already showered, though. Might need some convincing.

[An overly flirty, teasing smirk on her face. Charlie, you are a brat.]

Plus, I'm already dressed.

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[socoolbrewster]

Well then I'll shower, and you can watch.

[Smiiiiiirk, and no, you're not going to be left alone out there, sorry.]

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[charring]

I could always sleep. [Right. Like sleep is the first thing on your mind with the way you're looking at Ed right now. Clearly she wants more of what started at midnight and had been going on since and she's probably failing miserably at playing it off.

It also doesn't help, the sudden way her hand reaches out and grabs his arm, yanking him over for a kiss.]

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[socoolbrewster]

Bullshit.

[Yeah, not so much. Especially not when he pulls her flush against him and returns the kiss, nipping teasingly as he slips a hand under her shirt. Now he's spreading congealing blood across your back, McGee, not even intentionally. Your life choices, what even.]

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[charring]

[There's a gasp of mild exasperation, arching her back away from the sticky mess with a small huff of annoyance she hardly feels.] Now I have to get back in the shower.

[You sure you didn't do that intentionally, Ed?]

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[socoolbrewster]

Oh no. Such a travesty.

[Maybe it was a little bit intentional. Either way, he's smirking like a smirking thing.]

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[charring]

Dick. [She gives him a half hearted shove, extracting herself from his arms and hurrying to the bathroom to start the water and carefully remove her shirt.] I swear if my shirt is stained, you're getting me a new one.

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[socoolbrewster]

[He's following. But then she probably expected that, if not encouraged it outright; you don't RUN if you don't want to be chased. Once he gets there though, he just watches her, like a cat watches a mouse.]

You can wash it out. Salt. And shampoo.

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[charring]

Still got blood on my shirt. [Hands on hips, watching him for a moment before turning to look at the shower.] I wonder if we could use the water to cancel out my overheat some?

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[socoolbrewster]

Probably? Or spread it around, at least. It's got that whole...retention thing going on.

[One stalking step closer. Then a second.]

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[charring]

[Holding her ground.] We're just going to have to find out for ourselves. I'm sure we can find the right temperature.

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[socoolbrewster]

[Another step, and another, and now he's completely in her space, leaning in to scent her as if he hadn't ever done it before. Hey, she's clean, she smells different.

You didn't want your space, McGee, did you?]

Like a science experiment or something.

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[charring]

[If there's an Ed invading her space, she's fine with it.]

Exactly. A science experiment.

[There are hands on his waist, now, pulling him backwards to the shower with her, never mind the fact that she still has a couple articles of clothing on, as does he.] So, come on. For the good of science. Or something.

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[socoolbrewster]

[Like he needs any more urging. It's seconds before he has her against the wall, hips to hips, pressing firmly as he explores what's already available with fingertips. He smirks widely, and nips at her neck lightly.]

Science is always a good excuse.

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[charring]

[She's on her tiptoes, now, arms around his shoulders in a not-so-subtle hint that she'd like to be picked up now, please. She's trying to kiss and nibble on whatever available skin she can find at the moment, grinning and nodding.] Exactly. You're a smart guy.

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[socoolbrewster]

[A fumble for the handle to get the water on -- that was the whole point of this, after all, sort of -- and with that settled he cups and lifts, bracing against the wall to help support her weight, and he presses forward, moving against her, and there's fabric in the way but he'll deal with that in a minute when he gets frustrated with the obstruction. He nips and sucks and kisses his way up her neck in the meantime.]

Well, I try.

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[charring]

[Charlie is trying to talk through the sensations of Ed on her neck and the way he's moving. Really, she is, but what she says isn't said too loudly and there are breaks between words for gasps and sighs.]

Lucky to h...have you...jesus, Ed.

[His shirt just needs to go. Right now. But that's sort of difficult considering it's soaked. Still, Charlie persists. Tugging at the fabric while trying to hold onto him. It's only the briefest of thoughts that they didn't think this one through and then 'damn it shirt just move already'.]

C'mon...

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[socoolbrewster]

Shit. Fuck.

[He's trying to help, he is, but it's kind of difficult when he's trying to keep his grip on her, so it's really not as effective as he'd like. Nevertheless, some squirming and tugging and finally he peels it over his head with minimal angst, and now it's time for hers.

So help him, if it poses any difficulty at all he's just tearing it off. Seriously; it's not like he doesn't have access to claws.]

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[charring]

[Shirts already gone. It's the jeans they have to worry about! Also, claw up her clothes and you're in for it. Really, trying to kiss Ed, unbutton his own jeans and keep her legs around him in a slippery bathtub? Really not as sexy as she thought it was. In fact, it's kind of frustrating and distracting. The button just refuses to go at all and she's swearing under her breath.]

This is just...little help? I can't..

[At some point, a container of body wash (probably Charlie's) has been knocked over and Charlie hasn't noticed.]

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[socoolbrewster]

[Just...come on, this really shouldn't be this impossible. People do this all the time, right? RIGHT? He's abandoned her neck in favor of getting this whole situation resolved; he reaches between to help, since he knows how his button works, but it's not.going. He snarls at it (because that will help), worrying at it with fingers, and then finally, finally, it slips free.

...That's also about when he loses both a secure grip on McGee and his balance, and with a loud curse, down they go.

He's blaming the body wash, if only because he trips on it as he falls.]

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[charring]

[This is just...doing nothing for her. She's lost interest in what they were trying to do with all of the frustration of trying to remove wet clothes.

And then gravity. Charlie falls with a shriek, making a grab for something anything oh sorry Ed she just tore the shower curtain down and it's covering the both of you as you go sprawling on the bathroom floor.

Charlie sits up slightly, straddling Ed since that's how she landed and she stares at him, wide eyed with shock. A second later and she snorts, leaning on him and pressing her face into his neck to laugh, wet hair falling around them both.]