Manhatten: Roof Garden of the Met -- then Gramercy Park Hotel [Monday Evening]

[icecoldfrost]

It was a beautiful, clear night. The best possible kind of night to take in Manhatten, in Emma's personal opinion, and they had the best possible party to enjoy.

Ben Nishimura's charity benefit was a veritable Who's Who of interesting and powerful people, ranging from socialites to politicians and businessmen from across the globe. The cream of society had the run of the Met for the evening, and after a few rounds of the floors, Emma found herself in her favorite spot of the entire museum: the roof garden, with its sculptures and perfect view of the park.

She leaned on the ledge, looking out at the trees as she sipped her drink. Tonight was going fantastically, at least on her end. They hadn't had a single issue getting into the party, Nishimura had remembered her from Cumberland's gala (and she'd spent a good two hours with his hand on her waist as he introduced her to various people), and there was no sign of Leland. Plus, she had more than enough information to make this trip profitable, and she was definitely calling her broker in the morning.

Best yet, still no migraine. She was getting better at this.

< Jack, you ought to come up here, > she sent out, keeping her touch light so she wouldn't startle him. < The view is to die for. >

[For the other party-crasher. NFB due to off-island shenanigans. ETA: Getting NWS in the second thread, because they're a pair of delinquents with four months of UST.]

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Re: Later That Night....

[icecoldfrost]

The careful discard of his clothing -- especially compared to the near ripping-off of her dress -- got a smirk, but Emma went willingly into his lap.

She pressed herself against him, hands sliding over his sides eagerly. Emma had been wanting to touch him all night, and now she didn't think she could stop. He was positively addicting.

Re: Later That Night....

[bitten_notshy]

He didn't rip her dress. He just needed it off quickly.

He tilted his head back to look at her. < Beautiful >, he thought, before fumbling his hands around to take her bra off.

Re: Later That Night....

[icecoldfrost]

That was... Emma blinked at him, fighting back the sudden urge to start crying and just hug him.

She knew that he still wasn't completely comfortable with her talents, so for him to do that... it meant a lot to her. He'd deliberately wanted her to hear him, and he hadn't said she was 'sexy' or 'hot' or the other thousands of things men and women usually thought about her.

He thought she was beautiful, and he meant it.

Emma leaned in to hide her expression, teasing at his ear before trailing kisses down his neck. "You too," she murmured, shifting to help with bra removal. "So beautiful. Like a star in my mind."

Re: Later That Night....

[bitten_notshy]

"A star?" he laughed, but it wasn't much of a laugh because his mouth was quickly busied nibbling along her collarbone. "Why a star?"

Re: Later That Night....

[icecoldfrost]

Emma giggled, which quickly turned into a moan. Oh yes, do that again.

"When I use my powers," she gasped, threading her fingers through his curls and squirming. "People are like lights. Little blinking lights moving on a map."

"Clever, tricksy brains are brighter than dull ones."

Re: Later That Night....

[bitten_notshy]

"So I shine to you?" Jack couldn't conceal his delight in that. He had a perfectly healthy amount of self-confidence, but it was another thing entirely to be told someone he found extraordinary found him extraordinary too.

Also, she was doing -- that to his hair. He was gasping as he tried to tilt them back on the bed and roll tot he side. His pants and shoes needed to be off. Yesterday.

Re: Later That Night....

[icecoldfrost]

Well, now that she wasn't on his lap, Emma was in a perfect position to help with his pants. If it gave her an excuse to run her hands over his stomach and down his hips, so much the better.

She shot him an amused look. "Yes, you do. Kiss me now, Jack, preen later."

Re: Later That Night....

[bitten_notshy]

Jack murmured something against her lips that was a bit like "I can do both."

And then they were both very close to naked. His hands stroked her pale flesh even as he hesitated, mentally, for just a moment. He didn't want to break the spell by asking, but it hadn't been so long since she'd never been kissed.

Re: Later That Night....

[icecoldfrost]

Emma hummed happily, arching into his hands as she let her own fingers wander over his body.

The mental pause was still noticeable, and it didn't take a genius to guess at the possible reasons. "It's okay," she murmured, sliding one stockinged foot along his leg in encouragement. "Don't worry, I won't break."

Re: Later That Night....

[bitten_notshy]

"Better not," he told her affectionately, and then he was inside her.

It was worth the wait.

Re: Later That Night....

[icecoldfrost]

Emma had opened her mouth for some clever retort, and instead found herself gasping loudly, one leg sliding up to wrap over his back as he pushed in.

Definitely worth the wait.

"Please," she sighed, shifting to kiss just below his ear while she squirmed under him. "Jack..."

Re: Later That Night....

[bitten_notshy]

"Emma," he whispered, and gave himself over to it entirely.

Soon -- not embarrassingly soon, but sooner than it would have been if he hadn't been so pent up -- he felt white sparks shooting through him and, gasping, rested his head on her chest, kissing her absently. His grin when he looked up at her was idiotic.

"So."

He wasn't sure how to finish that thought.

Re: Later That Night....

[icecoldfrost]

Emma, for her part, was rather hoping that their hotel suite was nicely soundproofed, considering that she'd been rather - ahem - loud just a few moments earlier.

Considering how much people paid for privacy here, she wasn't going to feel too guilty. This bed was huge, and clearly meant to be enjoyed.

"So," she echoed, lazily playing with his curls. "Now what?"

Re: Later That Night....

[bitten_notshy]

If Jack had known what she was thinking, he would have laughed and told her anyone she had bothered clearly didn't deserve the hotel. He'd been quiet; he was too used to being quiet not to be. But he loved it when his partners weren't.

"We sleep," Jack said, kissing just left of her navel. "Tomorrow we go home."

More carefully: "We stay friends."

Re: Later That Night....

[icecoldfrost]

Her eyes drifted shut shut as he kissed her stomach, and Emma purred softly. "I can't tempt you into the bath with me later?" she joked, still petting him idly. "I think you've utterly broken my heart, darling."

No, he hadn't.

"And if I thought you were like that and weren't going to still be my friend, I would beat you to death right here and now." Emma cracked one eye to regard him warily. "Don't make me reach for a pillow to beat you with, Jack, I'm comfortable and I don't want to move."

Re: Later That Night....

[bitten_notshy]

Just friends -- and not committed in any way -- had been what Jack meant, but he let it rest. "I'm not going anywhere," he said. "Except maybe to the bath, later."

"And your heart is stronger than that, I can tell."

Re: Later That Night....

[icecoldfrost]

As far as Emma was concerned, once they got back to the island, this was one of those things that you Did Not Mention unless (until) it happened again. She was difficult and Jack was complicated, and it was easier for everyone concerned.

"You know, most people would use that as an opening to claim I don't have a heart," she laughed, letting her eyes close again. If he continued using her as a pillow, she was just going to pet him until she fell asleep or he swatted at her hand, whichever came first. Emma was feeling silly, and she liked playing with his hair. "I'm not sure if I should thank you for the compliment, or huff because you're ruining my reputation."

Re: Later That Night....

[bitten_notshy]

Jack liked being petted. It all worked nicely. "Most people don't see you like that," he said drowsily. "You guard it, but you have one."

Re: Later That Night....

[icecoldfrost]

"Mmmmm..." Emma was already mostly asleep, but she continued petting him, her fingers slowing, but not stopping. "I hide it under m'bed, with all my precious things. Don't tell?"

Re: Later That Night....

[bitten_notshy]

"Never would." He was gone then, smiling against her stomach as sleep took him.