The apartment, Cambridge, MA- Tuesday evening

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The flipside of getting a chance to go out and help save a friend and hurt some things in the process was that afterwards, it was back to normal things, like filling out job applications in front of the TV and feeling uncomfortable in the current style of clothes. There might have been a little part of her that wondered if it would be wrong to wear a pulse pistol around the apartment, just for the night.

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"Not all of it." And that would be her tugging his pants down.

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"Well, you're almost there," he said and lifted his hips to help her out.

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She managed to get them off, pulling underwear along with them, deciding that solved that problem. She settled over him a bit, kissing along his collarbone.

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"What about you?" John asked, frowning. "This is better if it's both of us naked."

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"Then work on that," she said, lightly nipping at his throat.

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"I thought you were in control," he explained, hands wandering down to her pants and tugging hard. Forget suave and slick. He just wanted those damn pants off.

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"You're doing it, aren't you?" she said, smiling against his neck and biting lightly.

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"Good point," he said and got them unbuttoned to the point where she could push them down her hips about halfway. "You have to do the rest."

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"Oh, that was barely work," she sighed, and sat up in order to get her pants the rest of the way off.

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"I am laying down," he pointed out, laughing. "I can't get them down all the way!"

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"Excuses," she smiled, laying back over him.

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"Meanie," John said, leaning up to kiss her. "So mean."

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"You like it," she murmured, involving herself in kissing him.

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"Only all the time," he said, stroking his hand down her back and leaning up to kiss her harder.

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She kissed him back, already getting into a more comfortable position straddling him.

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"Yay couch," John said, looking up at her and grinning. "Been awhile."

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"It'd be less of a while if you'd quit stopping to talk," she said, kissing his neck.

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"I like talking," he breathed, tilting his head and sliding his hand down her side.

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Just to see if he would keep talking if she didn't, she licked her way up his neck.

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"Oooooh." That was still talking even if it was just one word. Still talking. His fingers tightened against her, trying to bring her closer.

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Thinking it didn't count, she pressed closer, flush against him.

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"Oh my god," he said and that totally counted. He was breathing heavy, scrabbling at her to bring her closer, all the way. "Please please please. Now, please, can we?"

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She nodded, thinking that was a pretty good idea herself. "We can," she said, and repositioned herself just enough to make that happen.

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John really really loved his couch.

And he loved Aeryn.

These two things together? A good night made.