Ice Cold

Just as the words left her lips, there was a loud crash. One that seemed to be coming from right outside Noonans, Kara didn’t need to use her x-ray vision to recognize two cars colliding. “Excuse me” she said, quickly, hopping off of her seat and heading towards the back door. She figured she could ditch her clothes in the back alley way.

“Hm? Worried about the accident?” Well that escape was transparent, but he didn’t stop her. No there was no fun in that, instead he shifted and stood, moving out the door and simply watching, waiting for her to return, he knew very well what she was going to do. helped that he had knowledge that he really shouldn’t, knowledge from multiple timelines. Still seeing her in action would be interesting.

And there she went speaking without thinking again.

He moved right up to her again and settled his hands right on the hem of her shirt. Before he lifted it however he leaned in and kissed her right on the lips, soft and yet firm, gentle and yet passionate. His tongue pushed past his lips, and even past hers, sliding right into her mouth. He left no hint or illusion as to what he intended to do to show her she was special to him.

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“I-… I am flattered by the offer, and as nice as it sounds to be… carried in and- um, showered together… I have to ask- why me?” Clearly he could be flirting like this with any girl he wanted, and any girl would absolutely be able to flirt back, plus take action herself instead of be stuck in the chair. That was something she wasn’t exactly fond of realizing either….

Moving right up to her chair he leaned forward, his chest right in her face forcing her to either stare at it or look up into his eyes. ”Because you are you, intelligent and clever, beautiful and kind, able to see beyond the fact of what most see as right and wrong into the true spectrum of morality and survival. How many do you think would allow someone like me into their home after knowing what it is I do without instantly calling the cops to collect the reward for my capture? You are special Felicity, plain and simple.”

She was taken off guard by the next question, however, after a beat, she sat up straight and raised her eye brows. Forcing a breezy laugh -  “Do you always assume people who are nice to you are flirting?” she countered back, mostly to avoid the question. She was sure she hadn’t intended to flirt - but that the same time, she wasn’t sure she’d know how to if she tried. 

The fact was, she wasn’t good at flirting, and that alone is what made her so good at it. Being a flirt had many parts to it. If you were doing it to simply flirt you needed to be vocal, tactful, and manipulative. However with her it was the other type, being honest, caring and kind, she was honestly the far more dangerous type, flirting without really trying simply by route of her nature. “No but I am quite good at reading people and your cheeks flaring that light pink every few seconds is quite a big hint of what is going on behind the scenes.”

She shook her head of the thoughts, “Wha- well, I don’t know what I’m saying… I just know most would ask someone to use their shower before they just… start stripping. And I’m not against showering- you showering. I just- this is very confusing and you are very distracting.”

“Your words have already betrayed you at least three times in this conversation Felicity.”

“My sister is kind of like that, she’s more of the savory type.“ she responded, sometimes she forgot not everyone could or wanted to eat things like donuts for breakfast. Being friends with people like Winn made it easy to do so. In perfect timing, a fresh sticky bun was placed in front of her, along with a coffee. She was just about to take a sip when the mans comment took her completely off guard, so much so that she paused before the mug could reach her lips. "What?” she asked, wide eyed - her cheeks flooding with pink. “I wasn’t - I mean, I was trying to..” she started before pausing, “Not that you’re not…” she continued, gesturing to him but stopped before potentially embarassing herself further. “I was just trying to be friendly.” she decided was the best response. “You seemed like you were having a bad day.”

Okay so there was that delay that caused his plans to be delayed, though she had no way to know about that, even if he knew she was the cause. Still meeting her like this was unexpected, and she wasn’t anything like he thought she would be. “Are you trying to convince me you weren’t flirting or yourself?” That little bit was just because of the repeated stumbling of her words, that and he enjoyed putting people on the defensive.

He really wasn’t one for conversation, though it wasn’t really because he had anything wrong it was simply because that was who he was. “Tell me, do you hit on strangers all the time or am I just lucky?”