[stanley kowalski voice] BELLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

[hydesout]

you know what, much like the AUs I'm just going to put down a catchall post for anything we want to do with them

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[alamob]

Only air she needs comes in the half-second adjustments when her lips are too slick and slide to the corner of his mouth, too emphatic and hungry. They're not separating for a while.

Although a hand disengages from Robert to smack into the tablecloth, relocate the edge and flat surface. It runs everywhere. Shoves his plate onto the seat cushion and the same for hers, which misses and clatters onto the flooring. Bella ignores the clamor.

[hydesout]

He pulls back for a moment, hand falling to her waist, when he hears the clatter of the dishes, to see what's going on (maybe someone's walked in?!), and flushes when he sees what she's done. Part of him would like nothing more than to lean her against the table and lift her skirt, the other part is entirely too intimidated by the very implication. His eyes shift back to her, a mix of anticipation and fear.

[alamob]

Sorry, is he not the same nasty man as Hyde where it counts?

Evidently. She's swung them around so that her ass pushes into the table, fingers looped behind the base of his neck for leverage. That's as far as things degenerate when he looks at Bella like a cub with its paw in a trap.

"-- What's that?" That terror. What gives? Hasn't he wrecked her pussy before?

[hydesout]

Suddenly he wishes he hadn't used so much of the serum. Maybe it would have been better if Hyde had taken over, at least he could get through this with confidence. "I-" am absolutely terrified, of the very concept, of disappointing - "don't really know?" what he's doing, that is. It's just different when it's Hyde, he's different when he's Hyde.

He's also just plain scared because he's a weenie and too uptight. But he doesn't really have the words for that.

[alamob]

Oh.

Figuring his trouble out's not hard (like Robert!). The cold feet aren't from any lack of desire, she's sure. They're fired up, hot-blooded, kissing for what feels like the first time. Her chest rises and falls more and more slowly as the buzz of wanting subsides. "Got ahead."

[hydesout]

He's definitely not having trouble in that department. Another reason it should be clear he certainly has the desire... "Yes," he may as well squeak.

There's one more problem he hasn't mentioned, Hyde might be fine with casual and frenzied affairs, but Robert is much more sentimental. Waiting for marriage would be the ideal, but he can relax on that boundary for the right reasons. That's why he still doesn't let go or back up. But he does feel as if every part of them that's touching burns, especially his hands on her skin. "...I love you, you know." That's the right reason. But only if she knows, best if it's shared, too.

[alamob]

First he says he loves me, then he ...

Maggie Kendall's tunes stuck with everyone, even decades after she left the Empire. Says he don't. Her fingers tap, tap, tap like a clock ticking on the thickest part of his neck. She won't meet him eye for eye.

"Dunno if I'm ready to admit to that." Never has. Never did before he sunk that old knife in, but that didn't stop Bella from making it easy to get hurt. Still. The words sound dangerous, final. Most frighteningly, they are an invitation. Her survivalism screams to say nothing.

[hydesout]

He nods. "Right. I don't expect you to. But - but I do." And having her know that makes a big difference for him. It feels more acceptable, even if she can't say the same. "And I - well I wouldn't if I didn't." Wouldn't even consider banging her on this table.

[alamob]

Whether he means the kissing or fucking, Robert is an open book in his sincerity. Bella likes that expressiveness in him, when he can't be duplicitous even if he tries.

Her nails trail a path over his skin to ultimately cradle that sweet, vividly earnest face. It's upsetting. "I could've told you loving is a mistake."

But the way she says it, she's missing the bite of real belief.

[hydesout]

"Oh, I know that." If he didn't before Lily he certainly learned. Even before her big reveal it was a mistake because he loved them both. "But through all history it's never made much difference."

Maybe he's too earnest really. But he so doesn't want anything to be a mistake. And he wants her to know how sorry he is, too.

But at least it gives him the boldness to take another kiss. Not entirely innocent, but not quite so heated as the last either.

[alamob]

Her eyes close and they reconnect. It's good. He tastes like the rich brandy, too. One arm readjusts to slip over the junction of his neck and shoulder-- leisurely, enjoying the scenery. Better if he had no shirt on.

Robert's hair curls excessively if mussed out of its shape. She takes pleasure in raking them free and gently, cautiously getting a grip to encourage him into something deeper.

[hydesout]

Despite how often she sees him without a shirt, he really doesn't go about shirtless normally. Sorry to disappoint. Hyde might be willing to give it a go, though.

He doesn't want to mess up her hair, as nice as it would be to comb his fingers through, he knows she takes great care and it would be an awful shame. So instead he finds the base of her neck and jaw, a few fingers just slipping into her hair. With another hand on the small of her back, he presses closer and pulls her to him at once, evidently receptive to that encouragement.

[alamob]

Less of the table jabs at her bottom with the change. He could have tousled it up some without angering her later, with the hour what it is. They have to sleep eventually.

"Robert," she murmurs between one kiss and the next, right on its heels. They're relentless. She's not helping. God, if he'd just lay her out and ...

[hydesout]

He's suddenly not sure if he's ever heard Bella call him by name. It's always 'you' or 'boy', maybe surnames once in a while, even that is rare. Almost like she avoids it. That makes hearing it all the better.

It takes longer for his hands to begin to roam than it would with Hyde, but it still isn't long before he drags the hand on her back up her side, palm brushing just shy of her breast. He's not quite that bold. But the other on her thigh might be a different story yet.

[alamob]

'Doctor Jekyll' when they're professional or distant. Meanwhile, only strangers or enemies refer to her as Miss Charming.

Professionalism and distance aren't under discussion. He'll feel the quick smile that widens into a grin, and the hand vanishing down the back of his collar. Five little pinpricks dig in around his spine. He'll certainly feel it when the thigh he's exploring lifts and slides affectionately high between his legs.

[hydesout]

His breath quickens when he feels her nails, but hitches when her thigh presses against him. And with it, his jaw and the muscles in his arms and chest tighten, paralyzed with fear for a moment, before it seems to give him more confidence instead. Enough to grip the back of that thigh to sit her on the table, and to then seek out the hem of her dress.

[alamob]

"Mm," she hums, every inch the approving partner.

Miss "high kicks" Charming teases another kiss but disappoints him by catching herself on her elbows. On the bright side, now he can see the wideness of her smile and its deviousness.

It's helping if a leg hikes up knee-first, straightening above her head. The hem rises to allow for the movement and for her ankle to rest over that broad shoulder of his.

[hydesout]

He knows she's flexible, particularly when it comes to kicking and all...but Robert never gave a thought to it in this sort of context (Hyde, on the other hand...). That's why he stares wide-eyed and flush, having once again to swallow away a lump in his throat. Especially when his gaze moves from her leg to that smile on her face that says she knows exactly what she's doing to him and quite enjoying it.

Placed first on her ankle, his hand moves down her leg, under her skirt as he leans down to take that kiss she denied him. Even though he's incredibly embarrassed and self-conscious about it, he knows what he's looking for down there, he knows where everything is...!!

[alamob]

Bella's not abandoning him to weather new territory unsupported. Her thighs spread and relax to make it easier on him, and by shifting her weight to one elbow, the pads of her fingers trace swirls up the length of his throat. They slow and stop below his jaw.

"Right as rain. Ain't we?" The question feathers her lips across him.

[hydesout]

"Hm? What do you mean...?" Is anything right as rain, will it ever be again, is he just going to combust?? Her fingers on his throat make him feel as if he might! Maybe he should have just let Hyde take over, now he's taken away that crutch...

[alamob]

She still wants him in and around her, but the desire is tempered by her sense of his discomfort and hesitation.

Bella leans back a bit and stares searchingly. "You, you all together?" The query has an undercurrent of concern and not even an ounce of impatience. She only wants to fuck him silly if he's prepared, full-stop.

[hydesout]

"Oh- of course!" Honestly if he doesn't take the plunge now, when will he ever. He's not just going to be able to hide behind Hyde for ever more. He doesn't want to. "Just, ah, nerves; you know." The 'you know' really means 'you know how I always am'.

[alamob]

The first night she allowed Hyde into her bed, there was an air of newness to his enthusiasm. It had tickled her.

This isn't dissimilar but for the nervousness his more boisterous half had lacked. In hopes of cooling the pressure he's feeling, Bella strokes her knuckles across his lips. They're soft. He's softer.

"Bloody useless things. I know."

[hydesout]

Her gentleness and understanding does help, he smiles against her touch, offering up a kiss for those knuckles. "I know it shouldn't seem like such a labour, it's fine, really." And at least she's calmed him. It's much easier to find the confidence to take it another step further, working at pulling her panties down to better put his fingers to work stroking her. It would be worse if he disappointed her by being so shy!!

[alamob]

He's too handsome for his own good. Even when he's a nervous virginal wreck, he's stunning, sturdy, strapping, st ...

Her thoughts stutter. Bella clenches, moves against his hand and inhales a sight more threadily. The Empire around them remains dim and abandoned of any life outside the two. "There's a -- good boy."