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Jamie Lannister (celticpride) wrote in valarlogs,

It took less than five seconds for Oliver to notice Alice out of the corner of his vision. Eyes snapping up from the book he was reading, a wanton grin smeared across his lips without any trace of guilt or shame. Alice was drop dead gorgeous at the worst of times, but dressed in white mesh and strutting about the house like nothing special was happening she could turn even chaste men into feral predators.

A quick glance to the clock told Oliver they still had a half hour before anyone was due to arrive; not nearly enough time to fully appreciate Alice's state of dress, but time enough for something.

Chucking his book aside on the couch, Oliver stood up and crossed the room, stalking Alice into the kitchen. Her back was turned as she rooted for a beer so Oliver, desire burning brightly in his gaze, came up behind her. Hands to her hips, chest to her back, groin against her arse, lips to her neck. He knew just what to do with this present. 'Dinnae you swear never to put one of these on?' he teased, accent thick with testosterone, teeth pulling at her skin.