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Cooper Connelly ([info]irishwarrior) wrote in [info]lineof_fire_rpg,
@ 2008-01-22 22:16:00

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Who: Cooper & Mikaela
What: Dancing; Let the games begin
When: Late Tuesday Night
Where: A Club Downtown
Rating: TBD
Open? to [info]mikaelachase only



Cooper needed to blow off steam, just like so many other nights. He had been working most of the week, 'working', leaving his fists a little bit bruised from the process. With the night off, he did not need to bother with thinking over what he was going to do. He had come home and showered before changing into some fairly loose-fitting jeans and a black button-up shirt, he grabbed his keys and wallet before he headed out of his apartment. Cooper didn't take all that much pride in many of his possessions, but the thing that was literally his baby was his motorcycle.

Hopping onto said bike, he revved the engine a few times before he tore out of his garage and toward the downtown area. He wove through what little traffic there was and parked out front of his usual spot. Tossing his keys casually to the valet there, he shook his hand like he did more than a few times a week. It had taken him a long time to actually trust the guy to move his bike.

Walking by the line outside, his eyes scanned the people waiting around to get into the club, and he smirked at a couple of girls who gave him the nod. He clapped the bouncer on the shoulder as he slid on by him. Everyone in Boston knew the Connelly boys, and didn't bother to card a single one of them, or even give them a second glance when they walked into such establishments as these. Probably because Cooper was the one to collect "bills" every month from this said club anyway.

After getting himself a beer and draining it, he shrugged off his leather jacket and handed it to the bar tender before he made his way out to the dance floor. He made some comment about 'teaching these chumps how to dance in Boston,' and practically jumped into the center of the fray. Cooper didn't think when he danced, he just let the music flow through him. He didn't do much dancing over in Iraq, and now that he was home, and his knee didn't kill him every time he stepped on it anymore, he was free to move at will. And if he happened to meet some girl who could keep up with him for the night, then he was better for it.


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[info]ex_anneh194
2008-01-31 12:18 am UTC (link)
"Trust me, it takes a bit of charm to get me out on the dance floor with a complete stranger. You managed to do that after one drink, so I think you're doing a pretty decent job, here." Mikaela couldn't help but laugh at his attempt at modesty. He seemed the type that knew he had an affect on women, even if it was only in the slightest. Tilting herself away from him, her jaw fell slightly open, as if she had genuinely taken offense to the fact that he assumed all Louisiana bred people were all about country music and line dancing, and nothing more. Of course the smile that followed made it obvious she was only teasing. "I'll have you know, that we enjoy dancing of all kinds. Though you're somewhat correct about line dancing being a bit of a preference down south." With a light shrug, her eyes then followed his hand as he reached for her stool. There was no objection on her part, as he slid her closer towards him. Narrowing her eyes playfully, she shook her head slowly when he told the little fib about not being able to hear her. She had to hand it to him, though, so far he hadn't made a wrong move yet, which was unusual for the men that Mikaela usually met at a club. "Sure you couldn't," she finally responded, as he slid his arm across the bar. "As far as those moves go, perhaps 'sometime' could be sooner rather than later." She didn't know what it was - his confidence, the way he was constantly smiling at her, or the fact that he wasn't too bad on the eyes; but he certainly had Mikaela intrigued. Which she was still trying to figure if that was a good thing, or a bad thing.

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[info]irishwarrior
2008-01-31 12:51 am UTC (link)
He tipped his head at her, smirking at the compliment to his charm. "It's all in the eyes." He said, making a show of giving her a smoldering gaze for half a moment. He'd save the severity of that particular look for later. He chuckled at the look of shock that crossed her face, just shaking his head a little. "Yeah well, maybe I'll take you out and find a Country bar sometime." He said, giving her a wink as he said it.

He leaned close to her, far past that 'personal bubble' of space most people preferred. He glanced away just for a moment when their shots were brought to them, giving a nod to the bar tender in thanks before he returned his complete attention to the girl sitting next to him. "Sooner huh? I think I could arrange that." He said, bowing his head a little as he lifted one of the shot glasses and handed it to her. He kept his body leaned toward her, that smirk of his still playing across his lips. "By the way, I'm Cooper." He said, figuring she might at least like to know his name before he'd attempt to whisk her out of the club. He purposefully left his last name out of it. No need to scare off such a pretty girl just yet.

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[info]ex_anneh194
2008-01-31 01:35 am UTC (link)
He was good. She couldn't deny that. Every word he spoke and every look he gave, kept her that much more interested to see more. She couldn't remember the last time she found herself so quickly interested in a complete stranger. Especially interested enough to allow him to be only inches away from her, without even remotely pulling away from him. "So you're planning on taking me out then, are you?" She inquired with a look of pleased curiosity. He was a bold one, assuming she would even be obliged to going out with him, without even so much as knowing his name. Of course she had given up playing coy long ago, as he continued to invade her personal space without even a hint of reluctance from her. Reaching for the shot that was handed to her, Mikaela took the opportunity to draw nearer to him, once he had briefly pulled away. Crossing her right leg over her left, she absentmindedly began to brush her foot along the leg of his pants - her own lips curling up in a smirk that mimicked his. "I'm Mikaela," She responded back, being satisfied that they were at least on a first name basis, before her behavior got any 'worse'. Raising her glass up in the air, she nodded, giving a cheers before tilting her head back to take the shot. The liquid slid down her throat with ease, before she wrinkled her nose at the taste. It was drastic change from the sweet drink she had previously downed, but she could handle it like the best of them.

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[info]irishwarrior
2008-01-31 02:37 am UTC (link)
Shrugging casually, Cooper gave her a coy grin. "Maybe. If you play your cards right." He said, chuckling a little after he said it. Cooper was good at reading people, hell he had to be for his job. He noted every single thing about her then, his senses sharp as goosebumps raised on his arms when she brushed her foot along his leg, her body dangerously close to his. She smelled fantastic and it was driving him crazy. Ever one to keep his cool, he smiled a bit and watched her take her shot before he mimicked her movements, taking his in one deft move. "Mikaela..." He repeated, rolling her name out to make it sound longer. "It suits you." He smirked, before putting his shot glass upside down on the bar.

Without another word between them, his hand raised to brush against her cheek, fingers smoothing over her jaw line as he brushed his thumb over her lower lip under the guise of catching a few left over droplets of the liquor she'd just had. He was in full-on smolder mode now, and made no apologies for it.

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[info]ex_anneh194
2008-01-31 03:25 am UTC (link)
Mikaela's eyes fell away from his for a moment, as she watched him place his shot glass down onto the bar. The only response she gave was a smile, as her name fell from his lips. It was the last word spoken from either of them before they both grew momentarily silent. Her head tilted just slightly towards his hand, as his fingers lightly brushed against her skin. Suddenly she had forgotten all about the fact that he was still considered to be a stranger, and that she really knew absolutely nothing about him, other than a few obvious facts and his first name. She had become completely distracted by the fact that he had now drawn dangerously close to her - her only current thought being, 'what on earth was taking him so long to make a move?' When his thumb traced along her bottom lip, she didn't immediately react. Instead, her eyes just remained fixed on his, as if she were reading him like a book. It wasn't difficult to tell that his thoughts were along the same lines as her own, which made it that much easier for Mikaela to disregard retrain. "What are you waiting for?" She spoke just above a whisper, being sure that even if he didn't hear her, at least he would be able to read her lips. Leaning forward, she brought herself so close to him, that she could feel the warmth of his body only inches from hers. She was a tease, but it was in obviously in the best way.

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[info]irishwarrior
2008-01-31 08:14 am UTC (link)
Usually one to jump right in for the kill, so to speak, Cooper really had no clue what it was about Mikaela that made him hold back a little. Maybe it was the easy banter they fell into or the way she reacted to each of his moves, playful or otherwise. His eyes poured into hers, letting the sights and sounds from around them swirl into a blur. He loved this part. The drumroll, he'd heard it called. A little twitch of a smirk tugged at his lips when she spoke, and he just shook his head a little, moving his thumb to roll over the curve of her chin. "Usually I wait for a written invitation. Though I think now I'll make an exception." His voice was barely above a murmur as he moved in closer to her, his lips so close to hers that he could feel her breath against his own.

His free hand moved to smooth over her hip, holding her in place as he closed the small space between them. Capturing her lips with his own, he wasted no time to deepen the kiss into a heated, passionate embrace, one he had no intention of letting go of just yet.

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[info]ex_anneh194
2008-02-01 08:14 am UTC (link)
For a moment Cooper didn't move a muscle. His eyes just stayed fixed on hers, as if just looking at her was enough for him. Of course Mikaela didn't bother to tear her eyes away from his any quicker. There was something about the comfortable silence between the two of them, that made her smile - as she had done for most of the time since he initially spoke to her at the bar. "Hm, exceptions in my case are always a good thing," she muttered just as he began to close in the space between them. Her head tilted only slightly to the side, as he brought his lips within a few breaths away from hers. She could almost feel them brush against her lips as he paused for a moment - the gentle touch of his hand to her hip setting off a chain reaction as her eyes then fluttered closed, followed by the parting of her lips to his. The warmth of his lips sent an immediate chill up her spine as they pressed to hers. The feeling of his tongue tracing along her bottom lip as he deepened the kiss elicited a soft sound of approval, as she welcomed the pleasing sensation. Having no regard for the crowd around her, she brought her hand up to rest against the back of his neck, tugging him closer to her as she too began to slide forward against the stool where she sat.

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[ sorry it took so long! i've been sick :( ]
[info]irishwarrior
2008-02-03 07:23 pm UTC (link)
His hand moved to grip gently against the back of her neck, keeping her there as he deepened the kiss. Before he could only think of what it would be like to kiss her luscious lips, but the reality of it was so much better. The smallest rumble of a pleased sound escaped his lips when her lips parted against his, and he didn't waste a second to deepen the kiss. His tongue traced against hers, delving into her mouth as he held her tightly there. He had half a mind to pull her off of her stool and onto his lap, but even he didn't have that good of a balance to do it without breaking the kiss.

After a moment or two he his lips away, but just enough to suck in a deep breath. "Hey..." His voice was thick and gravelly as he spoke, betraying how turned on he was. "You wanna get out of here?" He asked, his eyes again opening to greet hers, though he was much closer to her than before. Whatever he had in mind for the rest of the evening was nothing that should be done in a crowded night club.

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no, it's alright. hope you feel better. :)
[info]ex_anneh194
2008-02-04 04:56 am UTC (link)
Mikaela could feel Cooper's grip on her tighten, as his kiss became more urgent. It almost caused her to break the kiss with a smile, but she was enjoying the feeling of his lips pressed against hers far too much to do that. Gently biting down onto his bottom lip, her tongue slipped past his lips to taste him, as her fingers began to trail up his neck and through the back of his hair. It took her a few seconds to open her eyes once she felt him pull away. She could feel her lips beginning tingle as she pursed them together, just before a smile crept up on her at the sound of his words. It was as if in that instant, he had read her mind. The club had grown far too crowded and noisy for her, within a matter of minutes. Lifting her chin towards his, she placed another soft kiss against his lips - this one brief - before pulling further away with a short nod. "I do," she responded shortly before brushing a few strands of hair out of her eyes. "Somewhere a little less public, would be nice." Biting down onto her bottom lip, she flashed him a quick suggestive grin before grabbing her purse off of the bar's counter top, making a small gesture with her hand, to allow him to lead the way.

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[info]irishwarrior
2008-02-09 06:26 am UTC (link)
The slightest rumble of a groan came from deep in his throat when her teeth bit at his lip, even the gentle way she did it spiking a shudder of pleasure to course down his spine. The feel of her fingers against his neck, coupled with their tangling tongues was enough to make him want to throw her over his shoulder and carry her right out of the bar. His eyes poured deeply into hers when she looked up at him, never even glancing away. When he was with a woman, especially one as intoxicating as she was, all his attention was hers. No question about it.

His lips tugged up into a little smile after she placed another kiss to his lips, something about the cute way she did that making him smile. Leaning closer to her, no longer under the guise of having her hear him better, he smirked a little and brushed his lips against her ear. "I just live a few blocks from here." He murmured against her ear before he dropped his lips to press a kiss to the nape of her neck. He might be too forward, but he hadn't seen any signs yet that he was out of line. Pulling back from her, however reluctantly, he slid off of the bar stool and took her hand snugly in his before he led her through the crowd toward the door. Hopefully she didn't have any qualms about motorcycles.

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