[The play flirting is fun, and there's so much more intricacy when it's done in public like this and there's a subtle quality to it rather than anything absolute, or overt. It's nice to feel the warmth of Nate's shoulder against hers.
Leaning against him softly, Nat tips her head up at a slight angle to catch the line of his jaw. It's so damn kissable. It's fairly hard to resist. ]
They are one, probably what I would want if I were to ask for something. I like the mix of them with diamonds if you're truly curious. The various colors mixed with the brilliant white is stunning. I like garnets as well. That deep red is truly stunning.
[Nat doesn't wear much in the way of jewelry. There are occasions that she's done so for various reasons, but naturally it gets in the way of jobs. That doesn't keep her from admiring the beauty of jewels. ]
[He says in a low and thoughtful tone, when he feels the gentle pressure of her leaning against him he takes it as an invitation and slides his arm around her once again. His hand finding a place to rest in the gentle curve of her waist, at the top swell of her hip.]
[there's a shake of her head when he says something about noting the stones that she likes. No one has ever taken down her preferences in anything like that. She doubts that anyone even knows her true preferences on flowers even.
Where with so many others it would be instinct to pull away, or give distance after the second or third time, Nat curls in closer every time Nate brings his arm around her. It's not even sexual. It's instinctive. She fits against the lines of his body. ]
That's the star sapphire, right? The one in the Smithsonian. I have seen it a few times when I've been in Washington. It's lovely. I was once given a star sapphire to wear for a gala on a necklace, surrounded by diamonds. They took it back the next day.
[She lays her head against him, and closes her eyes briefly, inhaling the memory] We should have gone to see the gems here.
[He says, obviously pleased that she knows what he's talking about. Truly she is a hyper intelligent woman who knows more than just basic world knowledge.]
It's a pity you had to give it back, I imagine you would look stunning with a star sapphire. It would really highlight your eyes.
There's still lots of time, we can head there next if you'd like.
[At times, Nat gives her training most of the credit, but she always went above and beyond because she wanted to know things and she had a gift for picking information up, like her gift with languages. Things that interested her tended to linger in her mind, and she added them to the collection of trivia that she held for the day she might need it.
Smiling at Nate, she nodded. ]
Thank you. It was super beautiful, and you're sweet for saying that. I think it stole the show though. I'd love to go see the gems if you'd enjoy it. I mean, we've seen much i've enjoyed, I haven't thought to hand the map over to you. I swear, next time this is all you.
[feeling a little remiss, she slides out from under the shadow of his arm, and takes his hand again so that they can wander over to the gem and jewels section.]
[Somehow he doubts that any gem could outshine her but then again he might be a little biased, he smiles and laces his fingers through hers and lets her lead the way to the gem area.]
I'm enjoying seeing your favorite areas, it helps me get to know you in a more personable way. I would hate for our first date to feel like an interview, where we just sit across from one another at a table and ask endless questions.
[For him it's better to see her move around, react to the world around them, he's a highly perceptive person and it tells him a lot about who she is.]
[This whole date has seemed a little surreal for Natasha. Naturally, she's far more reserved with people that aren't a part of her direct world. Nate's an addendum adjacent to it, and he understands so much more about her than most people do. Not to mention, he's got his own scars. It doesn't matter if they are internal or external, the value is the same in her mind.
Like a moth drawn to a flame, he pulls her in and she can't help but feel at ease and comfortable in his presence. She's thought it over and over and knows now that it's far more than something small brewing on her end.
It's with a sigh, she smiles and glances up at him as they walk into the smaller room of gemstones, and a few pieces of jewelry.]
I don't mind interviews, but this has been far more enjoyable. Plus, it gives me the benefit of feeling your hand in mine and your arm around me. Two things that a dinner table can't give.
[moving over to a geode, she walks around to see the rock and crystal sides to it. ]
It said on the sign that most the jewelry was with the displays. I figured. It's not like this is the tower's display of the Crown Jewels. Now that's something to see. You get history of the tower, and then get to walk through the crown jewels. I will never forget when I got to do that. It was years and years ago, but very enjoyable.
I've done it a few times, but it really is awkward and I could see myself getting cozy in a booth with someone, but I'd have to really like them and feel pretty hard up for their touch.
[That has never really been her M.O., and while she's been forced to play the girlie girl for a job-- it was always the job that had her making eyes for someone. She got to drop it and disappear later. Occasionally someone would turn out half decent and she might see them once more, but she'd never stick. She couldn't.
Glancing up from where she was, she thought for a little bit. ]
I think I was eighteen? nineteen at the most. It was one of the very rare days that I had time to myself between jobs and for once they trusted me not to do anything stupid, and I spent it sightseeing. It was one of the best days of my younger years.
I mostly remember having to hunch a lot the first time I saw the Tower, and I was also somewhat unimpressed with the torture chamber. It was very small.
[She stops and blinks and then looks up, and laughs reaching up to tap him on the head with a little smirk. ]
I never thought about that. I plodded along and around those staircases without a thought when I was younger.
[another laugh, this one more hearty.]
The torture chamber had me thinking that they were very British, and would always be British. They never held a candle to Russia. They still weep thinking of our prisons, and aren't even tortured in the ways of old. Well.. mostly.
I'll start thinking about you more often. I imagine. I had no need when I was in my teens and by myself.
[she smirks slightly, and licks over her lips unable to imagine not thinking about him on a regular basis now that she's met him, and that he's been a presence in her life.
There's a shake to her head and a little flinch of her shoulder as her mind flashes back to a memory somewhere and then back again.]
Our weather is only part of what makes us strong, but I'm not sure what can make us so bitter at times. What turns a heart into something so cold and mechanical. Maybe it's because someone long ago started training young minds to enjoy such things, and we only got more creative from there. The human mind has a capacity for wonderful things, and terrible dark things as well. Creativity in both areas flourish everywhere.
[Nate's eyes flicker down to her mouth when she licks over them, knowing she'll catch it but still unable to help himself from looking. She has beautiful lips and he's already thinking about kissing them again.]
I'm flattered to be in your thoughts.
[He catches the flinch and the way it snuffs out any of the playful sexual tension that was building between them again.]
I doubt very much that your heart has turned cold and mechanical, you seem to have far too much thirst and passion for life and knowledge.
[In all truth, Nat hasn't stopped thinking about kissing Nate. She's done her best to suppress the feeling while they're in the museum for now, but she keeps seeing little tiny alcoves that would be wonderful for a little bit of kissing and letting out the tension that's been slowly building between them.
His glance doesn't go without notice, and even as she speaks of other things, she can feel the heat from his gaze linger. Her light dims, but it doesn't disappear. If she lost all her desire every time she spoke of things in her past, she'd never move beyond anything.]
There are times...
[Turning into him, she runs her hand along his arm and down to his hand.]
Times when there's no choice but to be cold and calculating. If you let the job in too deep, then it takes over. When I've used my body for a tell, or to get information I can't let anything in. It's mechanical. I may have passion, but I suppress it all the time. It's here and now. It's at the surface right this second, but I can flip a switch...
[she shrugs, and bites the corner of her lip taking a deep breath. Speaking so honestly isn't natural, or normal. It's odd how easy it comes when she's with Nate, and how she feels like she could slide into his arms and have conversations like this for days.]
[Is all he says because he really does, they're both trained killers and at a certain point you learn how to switch everything off in order to get the job done. The charming man she sees before her is a much different person on the job, he's cold, emotionless and hyper focused on his task.]
And I'm grateful that you've allowed me to see your real passion.
I know you do, and that's why I feel like I can trust you... I think, or at least one reason.
[glancing up, she watches his eyes and imagines them going dead. He'd be cold and calculating indeed. She can sense it in him, that danger, the deadliness. She knew it was there all along and it drew her in. She felt it and instead of flinching away, it drew her like a moth to a flame.
Now she reaches up to the back of his neck and tips his head down to face her. ]
Thank you for letting me see yours as well. There's nothing simple about either of us, and yet...
[pushing up on her toes, Natasha offers him more than a breath of a kiss this time. This time she gives herself over to the kiss, the exchange, the feeling, the passion that he incites within her and the need to give in to that which had been building between them this entire date. Maybe she should have waited until they were outside, but it doesn't matter now that her lips are open to his, giving him far more than a small taste of who she is.]
[He leans downs to meet her lips, his arm sliding around her slim waist in an effort to pull her closer as he kisses her back. He doesn't care that they aren't outside or at the end of their date, it's obvious that they both don't feel connections like this very often and he wants to honor that.
He kisses her tenderly but deeply, opening his mouth a little to sweep his tongue into her mouth so he can taste her.]
[The tenderness is sweet and fills her with a haunting desire to take all of this much further than anything they can finish in a museum. It's probably best they started it in the middle of a display of gemstones. This way when her tongue meets his and slides against it in exploration with a deep sigh, she doesn't press her hand beneath his shirt or take any other liberties that she might normally.
The kiss remains a kiss, but it certainly stirs all sorts of things inside Natasha that she'd held long dormant. His taste reminds her of something exotic and certainly a thing she wants to continue tasting far more times than once. ]
[The kiss stirs a lot of things in Nate as well, feelings and desires he hasn't felt in years and despite the two of them getting a few curious glances from other museum he doesn't pull back just yet. In fact he deepens the kiss, coiling his tongue against hers as he pulls her even more flush against his body.
Eventually though he has to break the kiss to take a breath and when he does he nuzzles the tip of her nose with his.]
[With her body pulled in so close, she can feel the beat of his heart against hers and that's not something she's allowed herself to share in ages. That feeling, the closeness and intimacy. When the kiss breaks she sighs against his lips in contentment, licking over his lips slightly playfully with a smile.]
That was everything I hoped it would be and so much more. Wow.
[With her fingers at his hemline, she drags them to a wall so that they don't immediately have to move, but so that other museum goers don't have to move in circles around them like a display. They are still very much in public, and that doesn't bother her a bit.
Nothing bothers her as she tightens him against her again and drags her fingers up into his hair, bringing her mouth back to his. This time it's little tiny kisses of soft intention, sharing and tasting-- all bringing up her heartrate.]
Mmm, this is the best date I've ever been on. You are so magnificent.
[He moves smoothly with her over to the wall, pressing his body against hers in a comfortable easy way instead of anything domineering. Tilting his head down to match all the small kisses she gives him.]
As are you. It's not often I meet a woman who is intelligent, stunningly beautiful and open to making out in museums.
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Date: 2023-07-31 11:33 pm (UTC)Leaning against him softly, Nat tips her head up at a slight angle to catch the line of his jaw. It's so damn kissable. It's fairly hard to resist. ]
They are one, probably what I would want if I were to ask for something. I like the mix of them with diamonds if you're truly curious. The various colors mixed with the brilliant white is stunning. I like garnets as well. That deep red is truly stunning.
[Nat doesn't wear much in the way of jewelry. There are occasions that she's done so for various reasons, but naturally it gets in the way of jobs. That doesn't keep her from admiring the beauty of jewels. ]
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Date: 2023-08-01 12:48 am (UTC)[He says in a low and thoughtful tone, when he feels the gentle pressure of her leaning against him he takes it as an invitation and slides his arm around her once again. His hand finding a place to rest in the gentle curve of her waist, at the top swell of her hip.]
Have you ever heard of The Star of Asia?
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Date: 2023-08-01 01:51 am (UTC)Where with so many others it would be instinct to pull away, or give distance after the second or third time, Nat curls in closer every time Nate brings his arm around her. It's not even sexual. It's instinctive. She fits against the lines of his body. ]
That's the star sapphire, right? The one in the Smithsonian. I have seen it a few times when I've been in Washington. It's lovely. I was once given a star sapphire to wear for a gala on a necklace, surrounded by diamonds. They took it back the next day.
[She lays her head against him, and closes her eyes briefly, inhaling the memory] We should have gone to see the gems here.
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Date: 2023-08-01 11:13 pm (UTC)[He says, obviously pleased that she knows what he's talking about. Truly she is a hyper intelligent woman who knows more than just basic world knowledge.]
It's a pity you had to give it back, I imagine you would look stunning with a star sapphire. It would really highlight your eyes.
There's still lots of time, we can head there next if you'd like.
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Date: 2023-08-01 11:41 pm (UTC)Smiling at Nate, she nodded. ]
Thank you. It was super beautiful, and you're sweet for saying that. I think it stole the show though. I'd love to go see the gems if you'd enjoy it. I mean, we've seen much i've enjoyed, I haven't thought to hand the map over to you. I swear, next time this is all you.
[feeling a little remiss, she slides out from under the shadow of his arm, and takes his hand again so that they can wander over to the gem and jewels section.]
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Date: 2023-08-02 11:00 pm (UTC)I'm enjoying seeing your favorite areas, it helps me get to know you in a more personable way. I would hate for our first date to feel like an interview, where we just sit across from one another at a table and ask endless questions.
[For him it's better to see her move around, react to the world around them, he's a highly perceptive person and it tells him a lot about who she is.]
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Date: 2023-08-03 05:52 pm (UTC)Like a moth drawn to a flame, he pulls her in and she can't help but feel at ease and comfortable in his presence. She's thought it over and over and knows now that it's far more than something small brewing on her end.
It's with a sigh, she smiles and glances up at him as they walk into the smaller room of gemstones, and a few pieces of jewelry.]
I don't mind interviews, but this has been far more enjoyable. Plus, it gives me the benefit of feeling your hand in mine and your arm around me. Two things that a dinner table can't give.
[moving over to a geode, she walks around to see the rock and crystal sides to it. ]
It said on the sign that most the jewelry was with the displays. I figured. It's not like this is the tower's display of the Crown Jewels. Now that's something to see. You get history of the tower, and then get to walk through the crown jewels. I will never forget when I got to do that. It was years and years ago, but very enjoyable.
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Date: 2023-08-04 05:18 pm (UTC)[He says with a smile and follows her to look at the geode.]
How old were you when you go to see the Tower?
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Date: 2023-08-04 05:29 pm (UTC)[That has never really been her M.O., and while she's been forced to play the girlie girl for a job-- it was always the job that had her making eyes for someone. She got to drop it and disappear later. Occasionally someone would turn out half decent and she might see them once more, but she'd never stick. She couldn't.
Glancing up from where she was, she thought for a little bit. ]
I think I was eighteen? nineteen at the most. It was one of the very rare days that I had time to myself between jobs and for once they trusted me not to do anything stupid, and I spent it sightseeing. It was one of the best days of my younger years.
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Date: 2023-08-05 08:00 pm (UTC)I never thought about that. I plodded along and around those staircases without a thought when I was younger.
[another laugh, this one more hearty.]
The torture chamber had me thinking that they were very British, and would always be British. They never held a candle to Russia. They still weep thinking of our prisons, and aren't even tortured in the ways of old. Well.. mostly.
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Date: 2023-08-06 04:04 am (UTC)Yes well, the short don't often think about the needs of the tall.
[He's teasing of course, he knows she's regular height. He's just abnormally tall.]
There are very few who can match the Russians in their torture, maybe it's the cold weather that makes them more creative....
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Date: 2023-08-06 02:40 pm (UTC)[she smirks slightly, and licks over her lips unable to imagine not thinking about him on a regular basis now that she's met him, and that he's been a presence in her life.
There's a shake to her head and a little flinch of her shoulder as her mind flashes back to a memory somewhere and then back again.]
Our weather is only part of what makes us strong, but I'm not sure what can make us so bitter at times. What turns a heart into something so cold and mechanical. Maybe it's because someone long ago started training young minds to enjoy such things, and we only got more creative from there. The human mind has a capacity for wonderful things, and terrible dark things as well. Creativity in both areas flourish everywhere.
ooc: sorry for lack of tags, I was exhausted from doing a photoshoot on the weekend XP
Date: 2023-08-08 11:05 pm (UTC)I'm flattered to be in your thoughts.
[He catches the flinch and the way it snuffs out any of the playful sexual tension that was building between them again.]
I doubt very much that your heart has turned cold and mechanical, you seem to have far too much thirst and passion for life and knowledge.
You're fine. I get being exhausted. Sleep and life are always first. <3 We're not going anywhere.
Date: 2023-08-09 11:00 am (UTC)His glance doesn't go without notice, and even as she speaks of other things, she can feel the heat from his gaze linger. Her light dims, but it doesn't disappear. If she lost all her desire every time she spoke of things in her past, she'd never move beyond anything.]
There are times...
[Turning into him, she runs her hand along his arm and down to his hand.]
Times when there's no choice but to be cold and calculating. If you let the job in too deep, then it takes over. When I've used my body for a tell, or to get information I can't let anything in. It's mechanical. I may have passion, but I suppress it all the time. It's here and now. It's at the surface right this second, but I can flip a switch...
[she shrugs, and bites the corner of her lip taking a deep breath. Speaking so honestly isn't natural, or normal. It's odd how easy it comes when she's with Nate, and how she feels like she could slide into his arms and have conversations like this for days.]
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Date: 2023-08-10 03:16 am (UTC)[Is all he says because he really does, they're both trained killers and at a certain point you learn how to switch everything off in order to get the job done. The charming man she sees before her is a much different person on the job, he's cold, emotionless and hyper focused on his task.]
And I'm grateful that you've allowed me to see your real passion.
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Date: 2023-08-10 04:56 pm (UTC)[glancing up, she watches his eyes and imagines them going dead. He'd be cold and calculating indeed. She can sense it in him, that danger, the deadliness. She knew it was there all along and it drew her in. She felt it and instead of flinching away, it drew her like a moth to a flame.
Now she reaches up to the back of his neck and tips his head down to face her. ]
Thank you for letting me see yours as well. There's nothing simple about either of us, and yet...
[pushing up on her toes, Natasha offers him more than a breath of a kiss this time. This time she gives herself over to the kiss, the exchange, the feeling, the passion that he incites within her and the need to give in to that which had been building between them this entire date. Maybe she should have waited until they were outside, but it doesn't matter now that her lips are open to his, giving him far more than a small taste of who she is.]
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Date: 2023-08-10 09:38 pm (UTC)He kisses her tenderly but deeply, opening his mouth a little to sweep his tongue into her mouth so he can taste her.]
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Date: 2023-08-10 09:59 pm (UTC)The kiss remains a kiss, but it certainly stirs all sorts of things inside Natasha that she'd held long dormant. His taste reminds her of something exotic and certainly a thing she wants to continue tasting far more times than once. ]
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Date: 2023-08-12 02:43 am (UTC)Eventually though he has to break the kiss to take a breath and when he does he nuzzles the tip of her nose with his.]
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Date: 2023-08-13 04:11 pm (UTC)That was everything I hoped it would be and so much more. Wow.
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Date: 2023-08-14 12:10 am (UTC)I could say the same thing.
Wow indeed.
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Date: 2023-08-14 12:24 am (UTC)Nothing bothers her as she tightens him against her again and drags her fingers up into his hair, bringing her mouth back to his. This time it's little tiny kisses of soft intention, sharing and tasting-- all bringing up her heartrate.]
Mmm, this is the best date I've ever been on. You are so magnificent.
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Date: 2023-08-14 04:47 am (UTC)As are you. It's not often I meet a woman who is intelligent, stunningly beautiful and open to making out in museums.
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Date: 2023-08-14 12:21 pm (UTC)Are we in a museum. Funny, I didn't even remember. All I recall is kissing this wonderful man. The rest is really blurry.
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