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Penny Layne Schwartz ([info]pennylaynesm) wrote in [info]darkestdays,
@ 2009-10-31 15:31:00

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Who: Penny and Bene
What: Cashing in Bene's backrub coupon
When: Saturday Afternoon
Where: Bene's suite at the Hotel Rome
Status: In progress
Rating: PG-13?





From Wednesday evening to Saturday afternoon was something of a blur. Emotions running high tended to have that effect, well, that and a little bit of a bender. Being home and alone took some getting used to to begin with, and Cam getting all the way to her front door had made being all by herself just a little bit scary. Not that she would admit that to anyone, even herself. By Saturday afternoon, she just plain missed Bene’s company. Enough to pack up what she needed to get ready for the ball in a backpack, grab the garment bag with her dress, and head over to the Hotel Rome. She hadn’t called ahead, but she still hadn’t returned her copy of the key so she could always let herself in to wait if Bene weren’t home.

She was happy to find that there would be no need for that as she wandered in to find Bene on the couch. Penny stood by the door for a minute, looking at the back of his head as he stared out the window. It wasn’t exactly a nice day out, and she couldn’t imagine he was particularly happy if he was just laying there staring at the dreary sky. She lay her things down, careful to make sure her dress wouldn’t wrinkle before padding over, stopping at the arm to rest a hand on either side of his head and lean over to look down at him. Penny’s hair was down, and the espresso waves fell to form a curtain around her face, a few locks tickling one of his cheeks. She pulled her lips into a smile, even though her eyes gave away her concern.

“Hey you. If you missed me that much all you had to do was call.”

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[info]benecarabinieri
2009-10-31 08:12 pm UTC (link)
He'd heard her come in, been certain it was her by the sounds of her movement, funny how he knew that already. Hadn't moved though, so much was on his mind that he instead stayed locked in his thoughts. The intimate caress of her hands and hair was not unwelcome, neither did it elicit an immediate reaction. Although obviously his eyes no longer saw the window they did not change focus, so that it would appear as if he was looking through her. It was not the impression he wanted to give necessarily although he felt as if his slowness in responding may well have done so.

Finally he brought his eyes to hers for a few moments before they flicked down to the floor. "No it's not that at all," mindful that his words would perhaps hurt her but still. "I have too much on my plate right now to indulge myself in letting me miss you." To reassure her though he reached out intent on putting his hands around her waist to guide her to sit with her side against him and take her lips with his. "I am glad to see you," he told her after that moment had passed.

Thoughts shifting to the evening ahead he continued to look at her but the tension remained. Certainly he was looking forward to escorting her. There was much more to such an event for him though. Things that had occupied much of his time over the last few days, that could culminate in much or little sometimes based on one word, one small impression. That all contributed to a tension always present on such a night. The masked character of this one made things all the more daunting. It might be only the eyes of a conversational exchange that said all.

The experience would be unique and daunting and very much evoking the tension he was feeling and obviously displaying to her. He needed to find a way to cloak it and for whatever reason his normal methods of doing so did not seem to be adequate today. "Looking forward to tonight?" The question was light, bent on breaking any lingering tension. Yet his answer would still have been both yes and no.

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[info]pennylaynesm
2009-10-31 08:41 pm UTC (link)
His response hadn't quite been what she wanted to hear in return to her playful greeting. Bene was clearly in a funk. Still unsure of what had been said after Bene and Cesa had left for Mass on Wednesday night, her smile faded some. She found some solace in being pulled towards him for a kiss. The butterflies that never seemed to get old flitted in her stomach as she leaned into him, a hand resting on his chest as she pressed her mouth to his. "I'm glad to see you, too."

"Looking forward to tonight?" The question felt almost rhetorical given the conflicted look on his face. Penny shifted in an attempt to lay beside him on her side, and if he obliged her by scooting over enough for her to fit she would lay an arm across his ribs. "Hmmm... you in a tux? Very much so." Though she was less than thrilled with what was likely to be the mixed bag in attendance. The past few days had revealed that the Irish had information they shouldn't, seemingly courtesy of a person she thought was a friend, who knew who else could or couldn't be trusted?

"Anything I can do to help you clear your head?" She lifted her face, intent on pressing a kiss to his jawline.

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[info]benecarabinieri
2009-10-31 09:06 pm UTC (link)
As she continued past the perch on the edge of the couch he shifted to give her room to lie beside him. Eyes closed for a second or two as he let himself absorb the warmth from her as her arm went around him. It was just enough to allow him to try to relax a bit and he was grateful for her attention. "You in slinky black, I think that's as much a motivation to enjoy the evening," he bantered back, allowing the feeling to wash over him.

Her lips teasing his jawline caused him to ignore for a few minutes the question that had proceeded them which was slightly ironic given what she had asked. He did need to relax here or the entire evening could be a waste and that was far from what he wanted, let alone needed, to happen. The woman he'd gradually been getting closer too was right here her arm around him, her lips on him. He found himself wanting her to remain close yet strangely not ready for the total intimacy they could just as easily share. At least not yet. She was right, he very much needed to clear his head. "Mmm? maybe one of those backrubs you offered?"

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[info]pennylaynesm
2009-10-31 09:31 pm UTC (link)
There was a quiet giggle when he commented on her dress, Penny momentarily hiding her face in his ribs as she blushed. She used the opportunity to inhale his scent, exhaling a content sigh. It was easy to enjoy being near Bene, and made all the better as she felt him relax under her arm.

Her face lingered near his as he finally responded to her question, pressing another kiss to his cheek before untangling herself from him, pushing herself back up into a seated position. She shifted to face him, a hand patting his thigh behind him. "Sit up or roll over, then." Penny's smile had returned, the concerns of earlier gone.

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[info]benecarabinieri
2009-10-31 09:45 pm UTC (link)
The giggle in response to his compliment brought a smile to his lips and another bit of warmth as her face touched his skin. Having her close was allowing him to finally relax a bit more for sure.

Eyes flicking to her face again he chuckled lightly, "and so she takes charge." That too was a good feeling, she had what it took to be an equal when he needed it. That was something he considered of value an it crossed his mind that his sister had it too. Of course these two were doomed not to get along. He wasn't going to worry about that right now though. Instead he was going to enjoy what she was giving him unfettered by such thoughts.

Rolling onto his side he brought his arms around and crossed them on the pillow. His cheek resting on the top of one, head turned toward her, he let her see his eyes drift shut. "That what you were looking for," he mumbled with another chuckle.

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[info]pennylaynesm
2009-10-31 10:10 pm UTC (link)
Her smile grew as he laughed, the improvement in his mood was welcome. "You know it. If you're gunna put me to work I'm all business." As he moved she followed, positioning herself so she could reach him comfortably. She finally slid out of her shoes so she could curl her legs beneath herself.

There was a big show of stretching out her hands, the same was she interlocked her fingers and flexed before playing piano or guitar. Penny wasn't much of one for being serious unless the situation called for it, and that had been way too often for her liking as of late. At least Bene seemed to be getting into the spirit. It was Halloween, after all, a day that was supposed to be fun. And rubbing a shirtless Bene certainly sounded like fun to Penny.

Teeth sunk into her lower lip as she caught herself in that thought, distracted enough to almost miss his mumbling. "As long as you're comfortable." And without any indication that he wasn't, she got to work.

Penny wasn't a professional masseuse, but both of her instruments required a certain dexterity. She had chosen to work from top to bottom, kneading his shoulders with her fingers. Her hands were mostly smooth, though her left fingertips bore the callouses of anyone who played guitar right-handed. After a few minutes Penny seemed fully entranced in her work, humming to herself as hands slid to his shoulder blades.

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[info]benecarabinieri
2009-10-31 10:43 pm UTC (link)
"Work hmm? So you're trying to convince me you're not going to enjoy this just as much as I am?" he shot back playfully. It was a better mood indeed she was moving him toward. He waited as she got herself comfortable and watched from the corner of his eye as she stretched her hands. Enjoying that view as she seemed to reflect on something her face a mask of concentration.

As she inquired about his comfort he let his eyes drift closed again merely offering a small nod of his head. The skill of fingers that descended first to his shoulders caused small noises of contentment to slip from his lips. Small rough spots on her left hand a testament to her profession gave just enough of a variation that he found himself concentrating on her actions. Yet the relief from tension her hands were imparting was still a talisman he greatly appreciated.

He could very truly lie there content to soak up the further relief from her ministrations. Still he found himself remaining alert, not at all of a notion to drift into sleep as he'd sometimes done under the hands of a professional. It was though not because her skill could not have invoked such an outcome. Still he choose for the current to remain relaxed and motionless under her hands, small noises of contentment continuing to issue from him. It remained to be seen where things would lead.

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[info]pennylaynesm
2009-10-31 11:10 pm UTC (link)
Penny laughed at the comment about enjoying work. "But I do enjoy my job." Only after she had said it did she realize that that was an ambiguous statement. "My music, I mean." She didn't hate Laynie's job, and on some days the whole bad-ass factor could be pretty exciting, but it wasn't the type of job you loved. Her hands slowed for a moment and then set back to work, silent except for the humming or the occasional quiet mumbling of a lyric.

Eyes alternated between following her hands, now at his mid-back, and his face to make sure she wasn't applying too much pressure. That concern was soon proven unneeded, the small sounds from Bene sounded like it was good enough for an amateur. This was much better.

And if she enjoyed it just as much? So what. Penny leaned forward to brush her lips across the back of his neck as her hands finally reached his lower back. She didn't linger, sitting back up to put some more muscle into her thumbs as they moved over the small of his back.

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[info]benecarabinieri
2009-10-31 11:51 pm UTC (link)
That was a revelation of course, her making a point of specifically referring to music. It was not an unexpected one however but relevant still to the tenor of their work. Still he knew there were people out there who did enjoy these jobs and they were the most dangerous of them all. Then there was those like his sister who felt trapped. Did Penny feel trapped into being Laynie also?

It was another similarity between the two young women in his life he needed to consider. That consideration might have brought a frown to his face but, under the circumstances, it would most likely have been taken wrong so he refrained. Instead he concentrated on her huming and singing and on what her hands were doing to him.

The brush of her lips across the base of his neck caused a small shiver to run through him, that was something he wasn't able to stop, then her hands were concentrating on the area just above the loosely tied waistband and he moaned with the pleasure of it. "Oh that feels good," he finally whispered, "you knew just what I needed." He almost regretted that he was going to have to move at all although there was still ample time left before they'd need to get ready. That was a good thing. He was not yet ready to give up the feel of her hands on him.

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[info]pennylaynesm
2009-11-01 12:06 am UTC (link)
Penny never really minded Laynie's work, and if it was what she had to do to be a part of some sort of family, she would do it without complaining. The last few days it had been more frustrating than usual, though, since all of the normal tried and true rules she usually played the game by had been turned on their head. The feeling wasn't one of being trapped, though. Probably just the annoyance people who worked 9 to 5's felt after seven years in the same job.

She had begun to wonder if Bene was sleeping when he spoke. It was enough to prompt her to lean down again, kissing the same spot a second time. "Glad to know I'm doing a good job." The words were soft, spoken near his ear.

With his enjoyment obvious, she continued to do the same with her hands. They were starting to get sore now, so she slowed some, lifting one hand to stretch it again and then switching.

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[info]benecarabinieri
2009-11-01 01:00 am UTC (link)
At this point again he could have let himself drift off. Then she kissed him once more and whispered her answer to his praise in his ear and he was awake again. Not startled, not shaken but pleasantly returned to awareness of where she was and what she was doing to and for him. She was keeping the same pressure on him but she seemed to be more languid in her moves and it was soon obvious that she was alternately using only one hand at a time.

He'd continue to lie there though and see what she did next. He was certainly curious but his curiosity kept him quiet. He'd found throughout his experience that observation was often the best way to find the answer to a question. Sometimes you didn't even know what the question was or even that it was there until you had the answer in your hands and then you would backtrack to the question. For whatever reason he was feeling there was a question here so he was content to wait a bit more and see if it's asking was in the telling being done.

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[info]pennylaynesm
2009-11-01 01:10 am UTC (link)
Totally exhausting her hands wasn't a good thing for Penny, and she would have stopped if she had a gig that night. Instead, she gave herself a brief break, using her fingertips to trace nonsense patterns along his skin. She leaned into him some as she did, her hands finally finding their way into his hair to run her fingers through it before working their way back down.

After a few rounds of this she yawned, bending at the sideways at the waist to rest her weight on his back, toying absent-mindedly with his hair. "Better?"

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[info]benecarabinieri
2009-11-01 01:34 am UTC (link)
It was not long after he'd noticed the shift from hand to hand that she started to play lightly along the skin of his back eventually working her way back and forth from that to playing with his hair. Finally her fingers were in his hair again and she was asking him how he felt. Turning his head as much as he could and shifting slightly under her he opened his eyes once again and gave her an answering smile. "Much, thank you."

Reaching up to take one of her hands he bent up intending to kiss and then massage her palm. He would do both if she'd let him. "I have to take good care of these, they're even more of an asset than I knew." His eyes twinkled at her as he watched for her reaction to his words.

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[info]pennylaynesm
2009-11-01 02:00 am UTC (link)
Penny lifted her weight when he shifted so he could turn as much as he like before she leaned on him again. His smile was returned. "I'm glad."

When he reached for her hand, refusing didn't come to mind. Penny's eyes fluttered shut, his rubbing drawing a contented sigh from her lips. Maybe the nasty day was a blessing in disguise, a good excuse to stay inside all afternoon and laze about on the couch. She was actually beginning to feel relaxed herself for the first time in days. Whether or not to inform the now very relaxed man beside her that Cameron Drake had paid her another unannounced visit had been draining her. Not to mention that despite being very happy to have her customers back, they had all rushed to prove their loyalty at once.

The thought was forgotten with Bene's words. Instead, she was focused on the fact she could feel herself blushing. The hand not held by Bene rose to cover her cheek as she tiled her head to hide the other in her shoulder, her eyes open again. "You always know just what to say to make me blush."

She sighed again, leaning forward in hopes of curling up to him the way she had when she first arrived. If she was going to bring up their eventual need to move, she wanted to make it clear she was in no hurry to do so.

"So, I'm pretty sure Al will be at the ball tonight. I've kind of been vague with him... but, just, heads up."

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[info]benecarabinieri
2009-11-01 02:35 am UTC (link)
Able to continue turning so that his back was now against the back of the couch again he continued his ministrations. It was clear that she was enjoying the attention he was lavishing on her hands as much as he had enjoyed her earlier efforts. While clearly she had some things on her mind she was soon showing signs of her own tensions dropping away. It was funny how much a little thing could do that if it was the right little thing. He would need to ask her what was hidden behind those looks at some point though. The looks that she had eventually shuttered by closing her own eyes.

Her blush and response at his words sent another surge of affection through him. "Maybe that's because you're so beautiful when you blush; like a rose, a delicate bud coming open." He reached out to help her down beside him again when she started in that direction, moving to slide one arm under her shoulder and to wrap the other around her waist while nuzzling her behind her ear.

Drawing back to meet her eyes at the mention of her uncle he became pensive for a moment. Tonight was liable to make it much more clear to the other man where things stood between the two of them. "I am going to need to talk with him at some point, at least make it clear that I enjoy your company." That was for later though. right now he had a beautiful woman in his arms and he dipped his head once more this time intent on bringing his lips to hers.

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[info]pennylaynesm
2009-11-01 03:03 am UTC (link)
Living divided between Laynie and Penny had kept Penny safe, but it had also meant that it was rare for someone to get past the surface with either woman. Used to keeping these sorts of things to herself, it was unlikely that Penny would bring them up without being asked. And right not she was just fine with not being asked. No reason to ruin such a wonderful afternoon.

"Again with the flattery" the blush she had staved off returning at yet another compliment, she found herself glad to have her back to him as she turned crimson. Even if he liked the sight, it was just the human reaction to blushing.

Her body curled around the arm at her waist as she pressed close to him, her own arm coming to rest on his, fingers working their way between his. His nuzzling brought a quiet, distinctly feminine noise from her throat. "Mmm." She could easily spend the evening lying like this, the warmth of his skin radiating through the over-sized v-neck t-shirt she had thrown on before coming over.

His withdrawal was followed by a quiet whimper, her head turning as much as her neck would allow so she could look up at him. Penny smiled again, "I'm sure he would appreciate that." She fell silent as he kissed her, lifting her head a bit so she could press her mouth more firmly against his. With eyes shut she lifted a hand to find his cheek.

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[info]benecarabinieri
2009-11-01 04:05 am UTC (link)
Calling him on his flattery again got her a small reminder. "Sounds like I'll have lots of markers lined up to call in when I need them hmm?" Not that he was really counting but their relationship had taken on a playful easy quality that allowed for such banter. He wondered about that. He tended more to the serious but she seemed to draw out a playfulness in him that he was rather enjoying being able to display.

Again he saw her skin color but he made no additional mention of it. She'd made clear she wanted at least the kissing right now and honestly he wanted to keep things light and easy as relaxed as she'd gotten him. He was just enjoying the small caresses and touches they were sharing.

Their lips pressed together, fingers intertwined, her other hand sliding across his cheek as his other lifted from under her shoulder to slide along her cheekbone, then over the shirt, across her collarbone and continue on down. It stopped to cup her gently fingers lazily moving in no specific pattern as he concentrated on the kiss.

Maybe that wouldn't be enough right now, maybe it would. The had the Ball ahead of them and their would also be the rest of the evening after that. In any case if she asked for more he wasn't about to refuse it. So he kept up his lazy, soft movements enjoying every second of it all.

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[info]pennylaynesm
2009-11-01 02:53 pm UTC (link)
If bringing out Bene's playful side enabled this, Penny couldn't refuse the challenge. There was something especially rewarding about taking Bene from brooding to relaxed. It was some strange mix of feeling needed and getting her own way, and being involved in win-win transactions just wasn’t something Penny had many opportunities for.

The hand on his cheek slid to the back of his head, gently tugging in her attempt to keep from breaking the kiss while she sank into the couch, twisting towards laying on her back. The couch was barely big enough to accommodate them both, but it made a perfectly good excuse for pressing closer to Bene. The heat of his body against hers, his scent, the rationale part of her mind that might have considered she needed to shower or otherwise start getting ready clicked off in favor of a more instinctual version of herself.

That part of Penny couldn’t help herself, her back arched to press her chest more firmly against his hand. A sharp inhale punctuated the movement, followed by that same sound from earlier. "Mmm." Right now she just wanted to be close. The hand that had held onto Bene's drifted up his arm, coming to rest on his ribs. Almost as though it had a mind of its own, one of Penny's legs snaked its way around him, tightening in an effort to pull him as close as he could come.

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[info]benecarabinieri
2009-11-01 04:44 pm UTC (link)
So okay yes it was obvious she wanted more of this, she was turning into him, pressing closer to him, and pulling him toward her. A brief thought that perhaps they should move someplace more comfortable flashed through his mind but was discarded in deference to the challenge. There was a dynamic to the two of them remaining here that he didn't want to give up on just yet. Perhaps it was the hint of danger too, after all his sister did have a key to the suite.

Bene kept his lips hard pressed to hers for a few more moments until the need to get a breath forced him to pull back. Not that he could go very far with her hand cradling his skull. He dragged in a rapid breath hoping she had the time to do the same and sealed his lips to hers again. Tightening the hand at her waist he directed his other hand into a more cohesive pattern. Circular massaging began moving fully around and slowly upward until on reaching the peak single fingers played, remaining light in contrast to the straining toward them.

Then what was that? Her leg was wrapping around his hip and that was more than just comfortable or easy or...okay why did that matter?

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[info]pennylaynesm
2009-11-01 05:11 pm UTC (link)
There went Penny, not thinking again. Perhaps she did that far more often than she liked to admit to, or maybe Bene just brought out a certain recklessness. In any case, she was far too distracted to be concerned with being caught by Cesa. At the moment, Cesa would be the last thing to pop into her mind. She was entranced, too concentrated on the feeling of Bene's mouth on her own to consider the consequences of staying on the couch rather than finding someplace more private.

Her wrist gave to let him pull away without having to move her fingers from in his hair, her eyes opening again to catch his gaze, a deep breath of her own taken. It seemed almost as though their hue had changed, the alternating concern, thoughtfulness, and playfulness of earlier exchanged for desire. She was all to eager to when his mouth found hers again.

She gasped against his mouth, his hand seeming to know exactly what her unthinking movements were aimed at. The fingertips on his ribs shifted, finding his arm for a firm squeeze. The leg around his hip allowing her to press closer still, pulling her mouth from his again so she could bury her face in his neck, nuzzling giving her an excuse to catch her breath. She nibbled her way to his jaw, pressing kisses where it met his throat for as long as he would allow it.

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