06 [Location: Central | Open] I am not yours....

[threelivesdown]

Selina Kyle has a new hat.

She's sitting outside of a cafe sipping at a cup of coffee. Wrapped up inside a shawl, she's warding off the brisk chill of the day. It is trying to creep up into her bones, even with the sun shining down on her. Keeping her hands wrapped around the cup, she watches all of the people, or 'people', if you will, walking by.

This place is strange and she doesn't entirely know what she thinks of it.

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"He does. A little obsessed about it at the best of times. He has some of the best toys, too." Selina gives him that smile he's looking for before she adds, "You two would either love each other or hate each other from the beginning."

Tilting her head to the side, she looks at him through narrowed eyes, "Really?"

[starknaked]

That made him tense, making a face. "Why do I feel that's some kind of challenge," He asked, arching his brow. "I have fantastic toys. Some of the best."

He nodded. "I told you before, all you had to do was ask. Or not just assume and take it."

[threelivesdown]

"It isn't a challenge. You two have different toys but they're... similar. He's in better shape than you are, though." The corners of Selina's eyes crinkle as she continues to smile at him and the face that he makes.

"Well. I might have to visit so I can wear my shirt."

[starknaked]

“Am I supposed to be bothered by that,” he asked, arching a brow. “Not certain it bothers me. I like my toys enough to not push myself to miss out on my fun.”

He shrugged. “Don’t put yourself out but whenever you want to.”

[threelivesdown]

"I'm not trying to bother you, I'm comparing honestly. You're more genuinely charismatic, if that helps."

Selina grins at him, "You seem to think I might think of that as a hardship."

[starknaked]

He smiled, wiggling his head a bit. "Yeah, that helps some," he said, hating that there was that sharp pang in those moments.

"I don't know. You don't write, you don't call," he teased, smiling widely.

[threelivesdown]

At that, her lips press into a wry expression. Carefully, she puts her coffee down and stands up before moving over to perch lightly on his lap. She's really good at making room for herself as well as sitting but not sitting heavily. "Well, a girl doesn't like to overstay her welcome or be too clingy."

[starknaked]

Oh but that was much better. He might not have thought to ask for it but he definitely liked how it worked. His hand slid along her hip, curling in against her side.

"Well, I'm inviting you now. For a talk, maybe a drink. I again wouldn't recommend dinner because me and cooking don't go well."

[threelivesdown]

"I'm sure we can figure out food if we need it," she says, seeming comfortable where she is, as his hand moves into place. Selina continues to smile at him, some genuine warmth there but it is also something of a practiced expression.

[starknaked]

"Well, sure. If we need it." He was a man that drank most of his meals, between coffee and alcohol. Who needed food?

"So was this your master plan this afternoon," he asked, arching a brow as his fingers stroked absently against her side.

[threelivesdown]

"I didn't have any specific plans, no."

Selina smiles down at him as she leans against him, relaxing. "I was trying to relax."

[starknaked]

“Shhh. I’m seeing through your devious nature,” he teased, leaning in to nuzzle at her shoulder, obviously not taking anything he was saying seriously.

“And feeling relaxed?”

[threelivesdown]

"Seeing through my devious nature? Really?"

Selina smiles at him, sliding a hand up to brush at the nape of his neck in response. "I am - mostly."

[starknaked]

"Hush. It's a cheap line I'm going to milk for all its worth," he said, obviously just allowing himself to play, to be silly in those moments together.

"Mostly as in I'm hot and nuzzling you or something else?"

[threelivesdown]

Selina makes a soft sound at that, not quite a snort but it isn't too far from being one. The second comment causes her to craw in a little nearer to him, not quite hugging him but moving in more closely.

"That's certainly a part of it, though that doesn't tend to relax me, exactly."

[starknaked]

I’m aware of what that can do to you,” he pointed out, lifting his head to nuzzle at the curve of her jaw. “I’m glad you’re feeling relaxed though. Moreso it’s on my lap.”

[threelivesdown]

"You're only beginning to understand what it can do to me, Mr. Stark," she murmurs before turning to kiss his temple lightly.

"Though if you're thinking of continuing along these lines, we might want to find another location."

[starknaked]

"I've been told I'm pretty stupid with woman," he admitted, not sounding bothered by it. It was his life and he lived with that.

"It might be my cheap lure to get you home," he teased.

[threelivesdown]

"Stupid in some ways, I imagine, but not in others," she says with an amused tone in her voice. "It might be at that but still, there isn't anything saying it won't work."

[starknaked]

"Oh you're only saying that because I'm amazing in bed," he pointed out. "That hides a multitude of sins, I've learned."

He leaned up, kissing her gently. "Do you want me to carry you?"

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His reply gets a soft chuckle from her, "It does help. I know it helps cover up a number of mine."

The chuckle becomes a full-throated laugh at that, "I think the question is if /you want/ to carry me."

[starknaked]

“And you are definitely amazing,” he said, fingers playing along the line of her spine. “One of the top five, definitely.”

“I don’t know. I’m an old man,” he teased, shifting as if to lift her. “Course, I think you’re capable. If I had the suit on, that might be another story.”

[threelivesdown]

"I'll take that in the spirit it was meant," she says, still smiling at him.

"You are not old. Wounded, maybe, but you are not old and I won't make you carry me." Selina starts to stand from his lap.

[starknaked]

"What does that mean," he asked. "I meant that as a compliment," he assured her. It was twisted but he truly meant it as one.

"I'm not wounded. I healed myself, thank you. Kind of like a god."

[threelivesdown]

"How would you take it if I said you were in my top five?"

Selina's tone is teasing but she does really want to know how he'd take it. There is a reason she had chosen /not/ to say it. Men tend not to take that sort of thing very well.

"Uh-huh. Sort of like a god." She stands and starts to straighten out her skirt, shaking out wrinkles.