Ain't No Mountain High Enough (Freya)

[Rory Ashe]

Rory was positive that the two were far more attracted to each other than they had been in at their first meeting, at least for him. In fact, every day that seemed to pass he fell more in love with her than the day before. He didn't know what it was that caused it, but he was starting to like being infatuated with her. It was a weakness he didn't mind.

Rory paused as he slid his hands up her shirt when she started kissing away from his lips. It was a bit different at first, but he immediately started to like it. Though, it was driving him even more wild if that was possible, between that and her teasing. Finally, he couldn't stop himself and just tugged on her shirt until it started to come off. He no longer cared where they were at, Freya was making him lose his mind too much to focus on that.

[Freya Elensar Ashe]

Sometimes, it seemed Rory could be just as impatient, or even more, then she was! Especially at times like these when she started returning his teasing. Usually she preferred to keep their lips together, but sometimes it was just as satisfying to tease him in other ways. Especially when he was becoming a master at it....

Freya was smirking a little as she softly kissed along his jaw line, as if able to sense his reaction without really ‘looking’ at him. It made her happy that she’d found yet another way to torment him. Rory though didn’t seem willing to put up with it for long, because before she knew it she was tugging off her shirt. She smiled a little, letting him have his way and only stopping her tormenting for a moment as she pulled it over her head. “Aren’t you supposed to be the one changing?”

[Rory Ashe]

Normally Rory wasn't impatient, in fact, Rory could be one of the most patient people around. It comes with the territory. After all, when you're main skill is stalking people and cutting them down when they are at their weakest, you have to learn to be patient. Yet when he was around Freya in this sort of situations, he couldn't stop himself, but she was generally the cause of that.

Torment was an understatement to what she was doing to him. It was really driving him crazy, almost all self control completely gone by now. When he finally got her shirt off he tossed it off the bed and laughed a bit, "Aye, I suppose I am." As he said this, he pulled off his bloody sweater and tossed it aside as well. "I'm just a slow dresser." He said with a grin, wrapping an arm around her and pulling her back into a kiss.

[Freya Elensar Ashe]

A part of Freya wanted to just roll over and laugh at how ‘silly’ Rory was being, as if having completely forgotten where exactly they were, or didn’t even care in the slightest. That poor older lady… If she walked in on them…. Well, they’d probably give her a heart attack. Which… as tempting as that sounded wasn’t the best idea.

But… that didn’t necessarily mean they had to stop right now…

With his bloody, and shredded sweater finally gone, Freya let her fingers trail across his arms, as he half forced her to return her kisses to his lips. It was a little disappointing at first that she would no longer be able to torment him, but it all vanished when their lips met. Pulling away for just a moment, she smirked down at him. “You weren’t the other night.” She almost snickered, before leaning back down to continue with their kissing.

[Rory Ashe]

Bt now, Rory had completely forgotten where they were. The old lady, the room they were in, they had all vanished as far as he was concerned. If he was able to focus on anything other than Freya, he might have realized they were in the old woman's room and that she was just down the hall. The thought might have embarrassed him a little... Or maybe he would just go on not caring, hard to tell considering he wasn't thinking about it.

As soon as Freya's shirt was off, Rory once again began tracing her back with his hands. Her own touch's seemed to electrify his own skin, almost sending chills down his own body. "No, I had encouragement the other night." He said with a wink, before leaning back into her kiss. Soon, his hands began to trace along the edges of her pants and skin until they found where to unbutton them and began to unzip them as well.

[Freya Elensar Ashe]

“You don’t have encouragement now?” She pretended to put on a hurt expression. “I feel hurt, maybe I’ll just go sulk.” Of course she wasn’t that serious, but it would be rather entertaining to see what he did if she did decide to sulk a little. She was sure of one thing though, it wouldn’t last long with him around.

Freya had only broken their kisses for a few seconds, only when they would stop for breath, shivering closer to his touches. When he reached her pants though, she suddenly broke the kiss, smirking as her hands quickly went to find, and stop his. “I don’t think either of us wants to give that sweet old lady a heart attack, if she walked in on us…” It wasn’t that she liked having to stop him, but that poor old woman would be more than a little shocked if she caught them.

[Rory Ashe]

"I never said that, it's just hard to when yer is sittin' on me..." Rory said with a laugh, and immediately shook his head when Freya spoke again. He knew she was probably just joking, but he wouldn't put it past her to not be somewhat serious and wouldn't be surprised if she did try to go sulk just to annoy him. "Aye, go and sulk where without yer shirt?" He asked with a smirk.

As always during times like these, their kisses were getting more and more passionate as they seemed to be driving each other crazy. Once again, her shivering as he touched her did actually drive him a bit more crazy, though he never knew why. Until suddenly, she was grabbing his hands and stopping him, "What.... but.... ugh!" Rory half moaned, completely disappointed because he knew she was right, letting his head fall back onto a pillow, his breathing still a little heavy from barely stopping for air while kissing her. "Aye, wait til I get all excited and then stop me..." He said, a bit a annoyed.

[Freya Elensar Ashe]

Freya smirked, half chuckling, and sitting up a little. “You’re the one who put me here, you know.” She leaned back forward to kiss him on the cheek. “Besides, you don’t seem all that interested in moving me.” It really wouldn’t have been a surprise if she sulked, but it would probably be cute and irresistible. “Who said I would have to go anywhere to sulk?”

His reaction to her stopping him made her laugh, probably the funniest reaction she’d ever had from him! Of course, she downright hated having to stop him, but again, self control just had to choose that moment to come back to her. She slowly rolled off of him a little, lying right next to him with an arm across his torso, staring longingly at him. “I don’t want to stop you, you should know that. We can always… continue when we get back home.”

[Rory Ashe]

Rory raised a brow slightly, he wouldn't admit it or say it out loud, but her sulking was cute. When they were in the tent on the mountain and he had first seen her sulking, it took everything he had not to go hug her. Which is pretty impressive considering Rory isn't the 'awww', type of person.

"So, what.... Yer just going to sit on top of me and sulk? Great..." He said with a sarcastic roll of his eyes, though he knew she probably wouldn't be able to actually sulk while they were in this position. He himself was almost sulking as Freya rolled off the top of him. Though, he turned his head as he felt Freya looking at him, and stared back into her eyes with a slight grin. "Back home, eh?... Well, what are we waitin' for?" He said with a smirk.

[Freya Elensar Ashe]

Sitting on Rory and sulking would be impossible, for either of them. Rory because he couldn't last long when she was sulking like that, and Freya because.... Well after what they'd just been doing it'd be hard to keep her hands off of him.

His reactions were still funny, though not as funny as before. Still though, even if they couldn't go quite as far as they wanted, it didn't mean she couldn't tease him a bit more. "Mmhmm. When we're back home." When had she started to consider the school her home? "And I think we're waiting for you to change." She smirked, leaning forward and softly kissing his cheek, trailing kisses closer to his lips before suddenly stopping, pulling back, and grinning.

[Rory Ashe]

It was odd that Rory considered the school home as well. He was never one to stay tied down to any place too long. The fact that he was comfortable enough to call the school home was a huge step for him. "I suppose we are..." He said, about to slide off the bed when Freya started kissing him again. He froze in his place, and just as he was about to lean into her kiss she pulled away, immediately making him crave more and get annoyed.

"That's just mean..." Rory said with an obviously annoyed tone. He slid off the bed and grabbed the clothes the old lady had given him. Just as he was about to unbutton his pants he saw Freya's shirt on the floor and picked it up, "I wonder how awkward it would be if I walked out of here with your shirt..." He said, as if pondering slightly. Holding the shirt close enough for Freya to take, but ready to pull it back. If he couldn't tempt her, then he would torment her.

[Freya Elensar Ashe]

The idea of the school being 'home' was an interesting one. She wasn't sure if it was good or bad, but it made her realize that at some point she'd have to bring him to her real home.

It made her happy that she'd distracted him from his moving off the bed, and then his reaction to her moving away only a little. He could have just stopped her from tormenting him like this, but he'd obviously hadn't thought of it because he was soon on his feet. She rolled onto her back, propping up on her elbows to gaze at him again as he taunted her with her shirt. She smirked a little. "I just think you like seeing me with out it." Her smirk softened, not at all worried about laying there in only a bra. "Of course, I am curious as to what you might do with it though."

[Rory Ashe]

Rory did have an actual home, or at least he used to have one a long time ago. It was one of the few memories that he could remember from before he joined the Agency. Though, he also remembered it would be very dangerous for him to go back home... But that threat was made almost a century ago now, perhaps one day he could take Freya to his true home.

He had to grin a little when she spoke, "Well... I definitely don't mind it." He said with a wink. Though, she brought up a very valid point. What was he going to do with her shirt? He could only tease her with it so far, "Well... Uh... What if I just left with it? What will you wear out of here?" He asked with another grin. He would have no problem doing it either, in fact, it would probably be pretty amusing.

[Freya Elensar Ashe]

Freya was smirking, stretching out on the bed a little, as if to taunt him that he wasn't over there with her. "I would hope not, because you are starting to get far to eager to take it." Rory had obviously forgotten about changing himself, far more interested in taunting her with her shirt. She had to admit... it was a little cute that he was trying so hard. She was just surprised that he could stay away from her when she was so exposed like this.

"Hmm...." She put on a look of pondering, laying back onto the bed completely to stare at the ceiling. "Well, I'd have to find something to wear. I don't think you'd want anyone else to see me like this. Especially other men." She was smirking. Rory would probably try to pulverize any man that saw her with so little on.

[Rory Ashe]

Once again, Freya proved how much better she was at tempting and seducing him than he was with her. As soon as she stretched out on the bed he had the urge once again to go over and finish what they started, he managed to somehow stop himself though. He didn't even respond to her, acting as though he didn't need to, but really it was because it was taking an excessive amount of will power not to go over to her again.

Finally, remembering what he was supposed to be doing, he slipped out of his tattered pants. Though really, it didn't reveal much that wasn't already showing through the nearly destroyed pants. Then began to put the others on when she spoke again, "Other... men?" Rory thought for a moment, and immediately envisioned himself have to rip apart all the men that were outside for look at Freya. He dropped the pants and walked over to her with her shirt, "Oi! Put yer shirt back on!" He said with a slight grin, holding it out to her, but at the last moment pulling it back and leaning in to kiss her; unable to stop himself this time.