bye bye bi party

[and_survive]

As she hopped into the driver's seat, Ellie wondered if she was under-prepared; her hand had automatically gone for the row of tapes, and then drummed over them as she waited for Blue to get in the other side. She didn't know if she had the right mix for this, which was especially difficult as who knew what precisely this was. They were ditching the party, and they were... well, she could think of more than a few things, and none of them were specific to a location. But then, should she have something in mind? Her place, not her place -- Hywel was right out -- somewhere. She remembered Blue noting her front seat's lack of scandal, and thought about scandal.

Should she have made a mix? Was that weird, or presumptuous, or presumptuous and weird? Making a mix for doing... well, she didn't know how much. But looking at Blue getting in, at the piecemeal ensemble she had on, she knew the answer was, at the very least, a lot.

"So," she said, trying for lightness, not sure how close she got. "Where to?"

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[and_survive]

She supposed if you were worried about that sort of thing, a girlfriend who previously hadn't been able to kiss anyone for fear they'd die was a relief. Ellie was not especially concerned, because it seemed like a shitty thing to have a problem with. The past was the past.

The future, now, maybe sometimes that crossed her mind, but certainly not right now, with Blue tipping her head and making of her neck a long, inviting curve, and whimpering absolutely deliciously. Because fair was fair, Ellie gently bit it.

[formicine]

Blue takes in a quick breath at that. Not quite, she'd argue, a gasp, because she doesn't think she's the kind of person who gasps, but if someone were to argue it she probably wouldn't be able to cohere semantics right now. There's an interruption the sharpness cuts into the shivery warmth of kisses along her neck that makes the answering flood of sensation keener.

"That feels. You feel really good," she encourages, and bites her lip, feeling silly even as she feels good. Right now every nerve feels desperate and wanting. She's not sure how you do this, what comes next, what Ellie wants to come next, but she's sure she wants to be touched more.

Blue wraps her arms around Ellie's waist and tugs her closer, lifting her head to kiss her on the lips.