charlottebxker:
As much as Lottie told herself that she’d come over purely because it was her mission to do so, she had to admit that it was the farthest thing from her mind when he opened the door. Still in his typical work uniform, she had to admire the way his shirt clung to his shoulders in a way that made her want to tear it off of him. After a casual relationship with an older man had backfired on her, she’d told herself that she wasn’t interested in more mindless sex. She’d been burned before, unable to stop herself from developing feelings for that individual, and she was furious at herself for not keeping her heart out of this situation too. Not that she was head over heels in love with Chris, but she definitely liked him, she enjoyed spending time with him and she definitely felt guilty about the many lies she had to tell him. It was all growing a whole lot more complicated than she’d expected it to be.
Accidentally. His tone had her biting back a grin, trying not to laugh as he stepped aside, letting her into his apartment. She was becoming vaguely familiar with it now, after more late-night trips than she would be willing to admit to. ‘’Lucky for you.’’ She retorted in return, hiding a grin as she gestured towards the bag of Chinese food. Lottie even cooed a hello to Cook, his dog that she’d definitely become fond of. Her Father had never allowed them to have a dog, claiming that they were too messy and disruptive, but she had always enjoyed them. Instead they’d had a cat, because they were independent and easy to take care of, but she’d argued that she could be a cat and a dog person when they’d had a discussion about it.
Stepping towards the kitchen, her high heels clicking against the floor, it was as if she owned the place, feeling fairly at ease there. A snort left her as she heard his comment about the booty calls, resting the bag down on the kitchen side before she turned towards him, beginning to unbutton her coat, a purposeful slowness to her movements. ‘’Now you’re just making me want to recreate every bad delivery-driver porno that I’ve ever seen.’’ The blonde spoke teasingly, sliding in closer to Chris once her coat hung off of her shoulders, revealing the blouse and pencil skirt beneath. ‘’I think this is the part where you tell me that you’re fresh outta cash and you’ve got to pay me in sexual favours.’’
Chris glanced around the hall, wondering if anyone was around before he shut the door after she had made her way inside. She was familiar enough with his apartment that he wasn’t worried about her finding her way nor was he worried about the potential things she could find. Anything Lycan-related had been expertly hidden, and even if someone had found his hiding spot, he doubted that there was anything of real value aside from his jacket, sewn with the Lycanthrope crest and a badge indicating his ranking. Any of his affairs with the Lycanthropes were usually verbally received in case the day came where his cover would be blown, the evidence of whatever he was tasked with completely safe in his brain.
He followed her into the kitchen then, and he came up to the side counter, opening the drawer to empty out his pockets of his phone, keys, and wallet. He took a moment to unstrap the holster and his gun with it from his belt, and he tucked it away into the cupboard as he spoke, “Oh, yeah? Are you suggesting you watch a lot of bad delivery-driver porn in the first place?” He glanced over at his shoulder, catching sight of her as she set down the Chinese food and slowly began to unbutton her jacket, revealing her tight-fitting blouse and equally tight-fitting pencil skirt. As modest as her clothes were, there was little left to his imagination with the way her skirt clung so carefully to her curves.
He turned around in time as she crossed over to him, his brow raised as she suggestively kept her coat hung around her arms, and he leaned back against the counter while one hand reached out to brush her hair out from over her shoulder. “You know, my intuition’s telling me that you didn’t accidentally order two portions of everything,” he teased, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips while his fingers grazed down her arm, his hand finding her coat sleeve and tugging her into him.















