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It isn't so late that the streets are empty, everyone at home and tucked into bed, but it's late enough. The bars are still open, restaurant patios occasionally overflowing with people who, like Lily, aren't yet ready to go home. She's had a few drinks, danced for an hour or so at a club and now she isn't sure what she's looking for. No one in the club held her interest long enough to make her want to invite them home.

She's entertaining going to visit someone, maybe Eames, maybe one of the new friends she's made since her arrival here, but for the moment she stands on the sidewalk, indecisive.

The city's getting under her skin in a way the island never could. It's not New York, but she belongs here more than she ever did there. Even so she can't make herself forget the people left behind, she can't stop thinking about the way they made her feel, the things they did for her. She can't stop thinking about Sawyer and Faye and Jeff. She can't stop thinking about Nina and it's killing her.

"Hey," she says suddenly, turning to a passing stranger. "What time is it?"

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I deepen the kiss a bit more, my tongue teasing against her lips. The sensation is almost intoxicating and that scares me a little bit. The idea that I could lose control of myself in any way bothers me, but it feels amazing and it's not like I'm losing my mind here. It's not a bad thing that I'm letting go like this, is it?

With the way she's touching me though, maybe I don't care. Maybe it would be good to get lost in something like this.

Lily's purse drops to the roof finally, shaken free of her arm before she puts her hands on him again, both sliding up the expanse of his chest to hook around the back of his neck again. "How private is this roof?" she asks against his mouth, unwilling to move back even long enough to ask a question. She feels flushed and warm, her skin prickling with pleasure as her hips arch gently and deliberately forward.

"Uh, private?" I say, not entirely sure what she's asking for. I don't give a damn if someone comes up here and catches us kissing. Right now I just want her to keep doing what she was doing with her hands and hips and mouth.

"No one is going to come up here."

"Good," she murmurs, then kisses him again, using her hands and hips to walk him backward gently until he's pressed up against the wall. This is something she knows, something she's good at and it's distracting in exactly the way she needs it to be. A warm body, a nice smile, skin for her to explore and touch and learn, that's everything she wants this evening.

Still kissing him, her tongue teasing lightly at his lower lip, Lily lets her hands drop long enough to shrug off the jacket she's wearing over her tank top. Then they're back on him again, seeking the warmth, the contact and friction.

I don't even realize she's moving me until I hit the wall, I'm so distracted at what her body is doing. It's been a long, long time since I've done anything remotely like this and I have to admit that sanity makes this much more enjoyable.

My hands slide up her hips to her shoulders and then to her arms, enjoying just how soft her skin feels. It's almost unreal, all the sensations and how they're making my head swim and just how badly I want more.

He seemed so uncomfortable earlier that Lily drops her hands to Kaine's, guiding them to the hem of her shirt just to let him know it's okay. That he can touch whatever he wants, wherever he wants and she knows if she tells anyone about this, any of the people who look out for her in their way, she's going to catch hell for it, but she can't be bothered to care. She's never cared before. If it's not the roof of a building it's the back room in a bar, the costume room at the studio, her place, a stranger's place.

It's destructive, she knows it, but god, it's an awful lot of fun, too.

I appreciate her guiding my hands, because I have no idea what is allowed and not allowed right now. Despite the fairly clear signals earlier, I'm not entirely sure what is all going to happen on the roof here. Are we...

Oh wow, she was asking about private because we're going to do it on the roof. That's... okay.

I slide my hands a bit higher, feeling the taught muscles of her stomach. She feels so small in my hands, but not weak or fragile and I find myself liking that a lot.

Arching into his touch, Lily lets out a soft hum of pleasure against his mouth before she nips lightly at his lower lip. Her hands return to his arms, running over his skin, his shoulders, cupping either side of his neck as she presses a kiss to the line of his jaw. It's cool up on the roof, but her skin still feels warm, overheated and her fingers curl under slightly, nails raking lightly at his skin.

This is it. This is proof that she's okay. That none of what she left behind matters.

I slide my hands up higher, cupping her breasts and squeezing. I can feel myself get more and more excited and all my worried and anxious thoughts are melting away, replaced with desire. I want her, I want this.

She scrapes her nails along my skin and I kiss her again, more forcefully this time. I like that small sensation of pain to keep me grounded, I don't know if I could handle pure pleasure, it's too foreign to me, but this I like. This is familiar.

"God," Lily breathes when he squeezes, her back arching into the touch. Her hands clench almost convulsively and she drags them down again, to the hem of his shirt. It's probably not the best idea, staying up here, but it takes all her effort to pull back from him just slightly. Even when she does, she can't stop her fingers from pushing up under his shirt and skirting over his skin, warm and welcoming.

"Might get a little cold up here," she says, a little breathless. "My place is close."

I must keep doing things right, because I like the reactions that I'm getting from her. She pulls back, but her hands under my shirt feel good, causing me to shiver slightly at the sensation. When she talks, there's an element of desire to her voice that thrills me on a primal level.

"How close?"

Lily glances out toward the city for a moment, getting her bearings before she turns back to Kaine and flashes him a dark, hungry smile. "Close," she says, her hands tightening on either side of his body for just a moment. "Five minutes from now, you could have me completely naked."

Even if it hadn't been within walking distance, she's more than happy to grab a cab. The city isn't so big that it would take them long to get anywhere in a cab, but her building really is close. "Come on," she says, pressing a final kiss to his mouth before she crouches down to grab her purse and jacket.

"Fine, but you'd better hope we're there in five minutes," I growl, hoping it comes off more as a jest than a threat. I may have been hesitant before but she's got me so worked up it's driving me crazy.

Taking her hand I lead her back inside. Once we're in the elevator again I can't help myself. I pull her close and kiss her deep, hands roaming along and exploring her body.

It's quite the change from earlier, but Lily doesn't mind it at all and she lets him tug her close, arching into his touch, her own hands slipping back under his shirt. If her apartment hadn't been quite so close she might not have suggested they leave, especially with the way he's touching her now, the impatience in his hands and his kiss.

When the elevator opens again, it's a struggle to pull herself away, but she manages and when they're back outside again, she says, "This way." Leading Kaine back to the street, she doesn't even bother to point to the nearby building, just crosses the street and takes him down the block.

I let her lead me along the street and it's all I can do not to just pick her up and swing the rest of the way there. That would just be compounding a potentially bad idea with something that's definitely a bad idea. As it is I'm trying to stay in the moment and not over think this. This is definitely not something I want to fuck up because I get in my head too much. This is not a time for thinking and fortunately all I have to do is look at Lily and remember what is going to happen.

When they reach the building, there's no one Lily knows outside, which doesn't surprise her much, given the hour. Besides that, she's sure her friends wouldn't be particularly surprised to see her bringing someone who looks like Kaine home with her. Unlocking the front door, she heads for the stairs instead of the elevator. She's only three floors up and she'd rather just go straight up than have to wait much longer.

The hallway outside her apartment is quiet and she gets her door open quickly, then turns to look at Kaine again, flashing him a grin. "Less than five minutes," she says, backing into the apartment, hooking her fingers in his shirt to tug him along.

"Seemed longer."

Any longer and I probably would have convinced myself this was a bad enough idea to take off. But now she's pulling at my shirt again and all those thoughts are rapidly being replaced with far more basic thoughts and desires.

I push the door closed behind me and kiss her again, arms wrapping around her waist as I enjoy the taste of her and remember why this is a very GOOD idea.

Being home makes it easier for her to drop her things to the floor, her purse first, her jacket a moment later and then she's kicking off her shoes, first one high heel and then the other. The apartment is dark, but she doesn't bother to turn on any lights, guiding Kaine toward the bedroom even as they kiss. Her fingers hook in his belt, tugging him with her as she walks backwards down the hall until they hit the bedroom door.

Reaching behind her, she opens the door with one hand, tugging the hem of his shirt at the same time, wanting to get him undressed as quickly as possible.

I pull back just long enough to let her pull my shirt off before kissing her again, following her to wherever she's leading us. At this point, I'm beyond most rational thought. I'm single minded in my focus and what I'm wanting. I want her, as much of her as I can get and she's willing to give me.

The moment we're close again my hands are all over her again, wanting to feel every inch of her.

When they reach the bed, Lily turns, pressing her hands against Kaine's chest to get him to sit down on the edge before she hooks her hands under the hem of her tank top and pulls it off, leaving it on the floor behind her. "Glad you met me?" she asks with a little grin before she drops into his lap to kiss him again without waiting for much of an answer.

Arching against him, Lily runs her hands over his chest before her arms slip around him completely, pressing herself tightly against the front of his body.

I like how she's pushing me back against the bed. Not because I'm into being submissive but becaus it's nice to not have to think about things or worry about what I should do. Besides, with her pressing against me I've got enough to think about.

"Very glad," I say, running a hand up her body to cup one of her breasts and squeeze it, all but groping at her. Already my cock is hard and aching, my pants suddenly far to inconvenient and very much in the way.

There's so much I'm unsure; what does she want me to say, should I remove my clothes or hers, and a dozen other things but at this moment she feels too good to worry too much abot them.

Lily rocks against him and she can feel him, hard against the inside of her thigh, enough to make her groan softly against his mouth. She reaches behind her with one hand to unhook her bra, wanting nothing more than to get their clothes out of the way, wanting to be able to feel his skin pressed against hers. Wanting him.

"God," she murmurs, pulling back enough to slip the straps of her bra off her arms, letting it fall to the side. This is a good end to the night or a very good start, it doesn't even matter. What she wants, the only thing she wants right now is him. And that's good. One thing at a time. Her hands fall to the waist of his pants, undoing the button before she presses her palm against him, rubbing slowly.

"Fuck!"

I thought it was good before, but as soon as she starts to rub me I can tell that was only a shadow of how things are going to feel. I palm her breasts before I pinch one of her nipples experimentally.

Being especially dexterous comes in handy and I'm able to support myself with one hand and lift my hips (and her) up enough that she should be able to get my pants off. I want it all off, I want her to do whatever she wants to me just so long as it keeps feeling good.

Another dark grin crosses Lily's face before her lips part and another moan escapes when he pinches her nipple. It's good, sending shivers of pleasure down her spine, coiling low in her belly and she can feel her body responding to his touch, her skin growing warm. She wants their clothes off, out of the way, and when he lifts them both up off the bed, she reaches for the waist of his jeans with both hands, tugging them down over his hips. When they're far enough down that he can kick them off the rest of the way, Lily undoes the button and zipper of her own jeans, sliding them down her hips and rising to her knees long enough to tug them off entirely.

It's one less barrier between them and she surges forward again, pressing her mouth to his, the kiss deep and demanding.

"Damn you're flawless."

She looks perfect to me. There's something about the way she looks, her expression or how she carries herself, that's a bit wicked. I don't know if I like that or if I really like it. Even just taking her jeans off seems incredibly sensual and I feel clumsy and awkward in comparison.

I reach around and grip her ass as I pull her closer, lifting her up so that I can kiss along her breasts, mouth sucking and nibbling across them, feeling like I'm going to burn up with desire for her.