It was impulsive and Theo knew he had caught Roxanne off-guard, but honestly he thought, that was the fun of it wasn't it? With some questions you really didn't know the answer until you did. And once the shock of his actions had subsided he was met with lips that were soft and pliant, and although eager he was patient. He returned the kiss teasing with subtle quick flicks of his tongue. She tastes sweet he thought, smiling into the kiss as he felt her hands sliding round his neck.
At the sound of the word wait, Theo pulled back reluctantly. "Am I, what?" He said a little breathlessly. "I did say thirty-seventy, so I feel that does leave some leeway," he said resting his forehead against her own. His expression was light and bright and he couldn't help the smile that spread plainly across his lips. "It is fun, isn't it?" He said with his hand still pressed against the small of her back. He could feel the fabric of her shirt bunching up beneath his hand, and he brushed it aside. Theo let his hand rise under the fabric to glance along the soft, silken skin of her spine. Just the slightest of glances, just enough to send a chill and feel the raised lightly raising trail of gooseflesh in it's wake.
Theo drew quiet waiting and watching the posed serious expression on her fair face, and wondered what she was thinking. He imagined it wouldn't take too long to find out. "I could stop, if that's what you want."