Annie Hargreeves (
defenderofdesmoines) wrote2020-11-24 07:21 am
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MCA #9 | Tuesday Evening
So, Annie was doing this Christmas party next Friday. And, really, regardless of the party, she had been tasked with ensuring Diego got the whole Christmas experience, this year.
And a vital part of the Christmas experience? Wearing weird, tacky, semi-humiliating holiday-themed clothes.
So, she'd invited Diego over and had managed to make hot chocolate without burning her apartment down, and was now lounging next to him on her couch with her laptop positioned on her legs.
"How about this one?"
Did it matter that it was still two days before Thanksgiving? No, and stop judging her.
[for Rambo's ninja cousin. ETA: don't read this at work, omg.]
And a vital part of the Christmas experience? Wearing weird, tacky, semi-humiliating holiday-themed clothes.
So, she'd invited Diego over and had managed to make hot chocolate without burning her apartment down, and was now lounging next to him on her couch with her laptop positioned on her legs.
"How about this one?"
Did it matter that it was still two days before Thanksgiving? No, and stop judging her.
[for Rambo's ninja cousin. ETA: don't read this at work, omg.]

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Case in point being the incredibly insecure, yet also weirdly bossy thirteen year-old she'd been over the weekend.
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Though it would suck more if she got back and found out everyone had been turned into sentient cars or something and she missed it.
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Surely someone would send her a picture.
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She was looking to be pretty nice, anyway, regardless.
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He kept an arm wrapped around Annie's waist while the other slid up her back in the name of keeping her steady (and in the name of touching). He was not looking to pull away from the kiss any time soon.
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And maybe his shirt was kind of interesting, now. Or at least Annie was interested in lightly running her fingers down along the back of his neck and into his collar to experimentally touch his back, a little. Give her a minute to work up the courage to try to get his shirt off entirely.
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Diego was a little more confident, not hesitating to slide his hand under her shirt to run his fingers over her hips.
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Annie did have the presence of mind to employ one of her favorite little show-offy tricks, which was to use her powers to dim the lights a bit. And she didn't even have to pause in kissing him! Which was good since, yeah, now she was lightly skimming her hands down his chest and snaking them under his shirt to graze her palms against his waist.
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Hang on.
Annie pulled back just a little, and it was honestly a mark of how well she was getting to know Diego that the question she asked did not start with why, but instead, "How many knives do you have on you right now?"
Because seriously. The plan had been online shopping with cocoa, Diego, honestly.
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Which was fine, considering Annie came with her own surprises, so to speak.
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At least it was easy to take off?
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See, she at least could recognize that this was totally, like, light, when it came to the various ways he stored knives on his person.
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