Perfect School

Fingering the mark on my neck while he went to grab his jacket I tried to feel sullen about it. But I couldn't deny that I'd enjoyed it. All of this happened behind a carefully made mask and after he joined me and guided me out I put up a different mask. One of pleasure in being his, though it did have some touches of embarrassment to it as well. After all I did have a very visible mark on my neck.

Jonah:

At the restaurant the hostess, after a hefty tip, took us to a somewhat secluded corner booth table. I slid in next to her and after we ordered drinks, I put my arm around her and lifted her chin to press my lips against hers. My eyes stayed open to watch her face until our lips met.

It was troubling how unprepared I was for all the things Jonah was doing that were perfectly normal for our cover. There was a tiny moment of confusion as he lifted my chin, quickly followed by surprise and again that bit of eagerness that created a sick feeling in my stomach. But I kissed him back, taking a few cues from him to make the kiss smoother than the previous one in the elevator.

Jonah:

I brought my hand up to cup the side of her face. I knew she liked it, and now that she was more familiar with it, I pressed more. I flicked my tongue over her lips then opened her mouth. My rm snaked around her waist and pulled her closer.

The kiss was like an overload of my senses. I didn't know what to do with myself, didn't know what I was supposed to be feeling. It was a volatile mix of pleasure and feeling sick. After he pulled me closer my flight responses kicked in and I pulled back. "I think I will go freshen up before the meal. Maybe fix my hair since you keep messing it up." The words had the perfect tone and the right sultry smile to it but as I crawled around the table and away from him. My stomach threatened to remove its contents as I made my way away from the table and into the bathroom. And it was only after I closed myself away in a stall that I let the trembles take over. All of the pleasure was gone, replaced by a feeling of sick guilt.

Jonah:

I watched her go.  It had been too much for her.  I settled back into my seat casually just as the waiter brought our drinks that we had ordered.  I sipped my wine while I waited for her.  She had left suddenly, did that look suspiciously?  Furthermore, she had seemed to enjoy it, so why did she stop it that quickly and risk exposing us?

After I got myself under control I took some extra time to take care of my face, using the mirror to make sure I hadn't ruined anything and didn't look terrible. After that I fixed what he had done to my hair and with everything all settled up I returned to the table and slid into my seat as if nothing had been wrong at all. "Did you get a chance to order dinner for us?" I asked after pecking his cheek and taking a sip of my wine.

Jonah:

I put my arm around her shoulders when she returned but made no other moves on her. “No I did not, you didn’t seem to like the last time I ordered for you,” I said with a half-smile and kissed her temple. I flipped through the menu with one hand. “I might get the salmon.”

Leaning close to look at the menu with him I ran my eyes over the options available before pointing to the Lobster Ravioli. "That, and we should get the hummus as an appetizer." Reaching for my wine I took a small sip and gazed out over the restaurant for a moment before looking up at him. "What's going on in your head my love?"

Jonah:

“Well,” I grinned and took a drink form my glass. A small sip. I was not a fan of a clouded mindset. “I was thinking about earlier and our unfinished business.” I brushed my hand over the dark spot on her neck, my fingers light and lingering.

The shiver I gave wasn't all an act, nor was the color that touched my cheeks. "Mmm, well it was quite enjoyable though you left such a mark!" The more I played this devoted little character the more I hated her. Pouting up at him I raised my own hand to brush over his at the hickey on my neck.

Jonah:

I chuckled and shrugged my shoulders unapologetically. The waited came to take our order and collected the menus. For the next hour we played the cute couple barely restraining ourselves. When I kissed her again, it was soft and sweet and ended without her pulling away first.

It was easier to stomach this second kiss, there was a gentleness to it that told me he was aware of what the first had done to me. How it had pushed too far. But we performed to our roles and as the meal settled before us I smirked up at him. "After dinner shall we play a game? Whoever does better in different casino games gets to take an article of clothing from the other when we get back up to the room? I think I'll get you down to nothing before I lose a single piece." I figured he'd win more games but it was an excuse to check out the casino and plan out a layout.

Jonah:

I agreed readily and gave her another brief kiss before settling in for our meal. By the time we were done and dinner was paid for, my wine glass was just less than halfway full. I hooked my arm around Kira’s waist as we left the restaurant.

The casino floor was like nothing else. Bright chaotic colors covered every surface. My eyes found every camera hidden or otherwise while seemingly following only Kira. We tried our hand ant several games, and even though it was effortless for me to count cards, I restricted my abilities and allowed the house to win more often than I did.

We made small talk as we ate, and while he only had half I had my full glass. Settling into him as we walked after I cooed and generally looked awestruck at all of the games. We focused more on the tables than the slots, but I did take some self interest in the slots themselves.

After a couple hours of playing games I began to get more into my touches and eventually told him that we should retire to our room for dessert.

Jonah:

When we had returned to our suite I shrugged my jacket off and kicked my shoes aside before flopping onto the couch. “In another life, I think I could to this full time,” I said, closing my eyes and leaning my head back.

I could have cleaned the casino out had I been playing with my full skill set. Granted, I would have been kicked out before that ever happened, but still. There was an appeal to the risky endeavor. Just as there was an appeal to what I did now. And even greater appeal. Life and death were on the line every time I went out.

I opened my eyes and tilted my head back to smile upside down at Kira.

I had gone right into my room to shower, scrubbing my face free of makeup and taking a chance to file away all of what had happened today. It was a mixed bag over all and it was easier to just hide away the parts I couldn't deal with. When I came out to join him, hair wrapped up in a towel, and donning my sleep shorts and t-shirt along with the fluffy robe that had been in the bathroom. Taking a seat in one of the chairs I raised my eye at him as he smiled at me. "What?"

Jonah:

“Today was fun,” I said. “I wouldn’t have guessed there would be so much in Vegas to draw me. And we haven’t even been outside of the hotel yet. I’m looking forward to the next few days.” I settled into the couch, putting my feet up on the coffee table. I closed my eyes again. It had been a long day and fatigue was creeping through my limbs.

"It was fun." I admitted as I curled up in the seat. "But tomorrow we need to focus on work. Though I'm sure we can work in other things too." I watched him as he seemed to sink into the couch, growing more comfortable as his body relaxed.

Jonah:

“I know,” I said sighing softly. “This couch is comfy, I might just stay here…” it was a rarity for my mind to be this empty. It had been a long day of driving and constant thought, and then acting with Kira had put another layer on. I opened my eyes to slits to peek at her.

My gaze slowly drifted away from him to the large windows and the view beyond and only flicked back to him after he had finished speaking. "Want a blanket? And you shouldn't sleep in your suit. You'll wrinkle it."

Jonah:

I started unbuttoning my shirt, eyes still closed. Shrugging it off I tossed it in her direction then sighed. It would be just as much effort to get out of my pants while sitting as it would be to simply get up and go to my bed. Sluggishly I sat up straight. “Good thing we aren’t here for a romantic getaway. I’m worn out,” I said with a smile at her. My eyes were more alert than my body made it seem.

My brows climbed slightly as he removed his shirt and then threw it at me. His aim and the toss itself were good enough that if I hadn't caught it then it would have bapped me right in the face. "With an attitude like like that I doubt you would have actually gotten anything at all." Rising from my chair with a graceful stretch I made my way towards my room, removing the towel as I went. I paused outside my door and tossed his shirt like I would a piece of trash towards the waste basket before entering my room and shutting the door behind me.

Jonah:

I fell asleep easily that night which was almost more pleasurable than sex. In the morning, before Kira got up, I made myself an espresso from the machine in the suite and sat on the couch to watch the sun rise from the massive window. I found great enjoyment from seeing the world from very high.

I woke slowly, enjoying the feeling of the soft sheets on my skin. During the night I had tossed and turned frequently from my troubled thoughts before bed and as such my shirt had ridden up and I got to feel the sheets across my stomach and back. After finally climbing out of bed I padded my way out of the room and stopped by the espresso machine. Hitting the buttons for my coffee I picked up a menu and after a moments decision ordered room service for the both of us, making my voice sound a tad breathy. After that was done I took my drink with me and stood at the window, sharing the view with Jonah.