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[ He needs a second to remember how his limbs work, but he's nodding numbly and stumbling back out of the dressing room, barely remembering to do his pants back up first. He only barely gets her bags gathered up before he's met with a red-faced store manager trying to figure out how to deal with asking them to leave. ]

Right! We are, uh, totally. Going. She's just— There was a laces issue, she needed. Uh. Help? But that's all taken care of and now we're leaving. No you don't need to call mall security! That's really not necessary!

[ Shit, his fly is still down. Goddammit. ]

[ She quickly gets dressed, stuffing the teddy into her purse and just keeping the panties on under her black jeans. Out she strolls from the dressing room, giggling innocently and hooking her arm through Cisco's. ]

Come on, babe, we're done here.

[ And with that, she leads him out of the store, tossing a look and a wink over her shoulder at the flustered manager. ]

[ He doesn't relax again until they're out in the parking lot by her bike, when he finally bursts into laughter. ]

I can't believe you just did that.

[ His laugh is so cute, just like the rest of him. She lets herself laugh too, letting it spill out of her as they load her bags onto her bike. ]

We just did that. Don't forget your part of it.

Okay, maybe, but I wouldn't have without your bad influence!

[ While loading the last bag on, he spots the teddy she stuffed into it and puts two and two together. ]

Did you just steal that thing you were wearing?

[ She's not about to defend herself now. Is this really where he's going to draw the line? ]

Did you really expect me to put it back after it's already been christened?

[ And he's not about to admit that's kind of hot. She certainly doesn't need the encouragement! ]

Well, no, obviously.

[ He chews his lip for a moment. ]

...Are you still wearing the panties?

[ She smirks, putting on her helmet and leaning in close to whisper, ] How about we go back to my place and you can find out?

I am so absolutely down for that.

[ He waits until she's on the bike to climb on behind her, much less hesitant to wrap his arms around her. If he was a little more of a daredevil, he'd be tempted to get a little friskier than that, but not only does he not want to die in a motorcycle accident, but all of his daring exhibitionism for the day is already spent. ]

[ Lisa likes to live on the edge, but even she respects the need for safety and precaution when driving a motorcycle. Don't worry, there'll be plenty of time for hands on attention when they get back to her safe house.

It's not a long drive, but she makes it longer by taking as many twists and turns on the way to confuse him as to the exact location. You never can be too careful with these hero types. When they finally arrive, she unloads the bags, carrying them up to her loft apartment. It's all exposed brick and high ceilings, white upholstered couch with pink throw cushions. Once inside, she drops her shopping unceremoniously on the floor and turns her attention back to Cisco. ]

Now then, where were we?

[ Her precautions are wasted on Cisco. He's far too focused on the warmth of her body under his hands and the thought of the outfit she'd stolen the whole drive. He checks out the place as they head up, impressed by how nice it is. He'd expected a safehouse or something, not what he assumes is her actual apartment.

He doesn't spend too much time looking around, though, his attention immediately brought back to her. ]

I think you said something about me finding out what you've got on under those jeans?

[ It's technically not her actual apartment, but it's one of the few apartments she has a key to that she uses from time to time. She likes being comfortable, is that really so bad? ]

Oh, is that what I said?

[ She smirks, knowing exactly what she'd said. Beckoning Cisco with one finger, she leads the way to the bedroom, where she slowly unbuttons her skinny jeans, revealing the black lace panties from the store. ]

[ Don't ruin his illusions of what a life of crime is like with your comfortable apartments that are way nicer than his, Lisa.

He follows her, stripping his jacket off and leaving it behind as he goes. Bolder now than he was in the store, he steps in close to her and puts his hands on her hips. ]

It was definitely something like that.

[ Oh, he's taking initiative. She likes that. She puts her hands on his shoulders, fingertips tracing the collar of his t-shirt. ]

Hm. You might have to refresh my memory.

[ And then, kissing? Yeah, kissing. ]

[ Definitely kissing. For a moment, he can't decide where he wants his hands to be. He slides both hands over her ass, then one up into her hair, pushing it off her neck so, after a moment, he can trail kisses down the side of her throat. Then both hands are on her hips again, and he's reaching to undo her jeans. ]

[ She likes his exploring hands. It makes her feel like her body is being worshipped, like one of those Greek statues in a museum. She tilts her head to the side when Cisco turns his attention to her neck, humming with pleasure. ]

I think it's coming back to me now... Don't stop.

Not planning on it...

[ He works her jeans open but doesn't pull them down just yet, skimming his fingers across the bare skin between her top and her jeans as he kisses along her jaw, his breath hot against her skin. Some part of him that checked out back in the store still can't believe this is happening, after all the times he swore it wouldn't, but the rest of him couldn't be goddamn happier that it is. ]

[ Never make a promise you don't intend to keep Cisco. This is too good, he's too nice, he's too perfect for her, and Lisa is going to eat him up. Already did, back at the mall.

She wriggles slightly at his touch, goosebumps rising. ]

Mn. That tickles.

[ He grins against the skin of her neck and deliberately teases his fingers along there some more. But he wants to do so much more than tease. He remembers vividly how hot and wet she was for him for the brief time he was touching her back at the mall, and he wants to feel it again. He wants to do so much to her, with her...

But first things first. He skims his hands up her sides, pulling her shirt up and off, and then catches her lips in another kiss. ]

[ Her shirt slips off easily, revealing a simple black bra. Lisa wraps her arms around Cisco's waist now, pulling him back with her one step at a time until her knees hit the edge of the bed. ]

[ He braces himself over her when the edge of the bed forces her back, not breaking the kiss. He brings his hand up to cup one breast through her bra, then reaches to unclasp it. As soon as it's cast aside, he drags his lips down, over her collarbone, to slide his tongue out over her nipple. The angle is awkward, so he just goes to his knees between her legs, his other hand stroking down her side. ]

[ She breathes out, cool and easy, running one hand through his hair as he laps at her chest. Her legs come up on either side of him, trapping him between her thighs. Though she's guessing there's no place he'd rather be. ]

[ There absolutely isn't. He drags his mouth over to her other nipple, giving it the same attention and biting gently at it. He's breathing hard, almost dizzy for how much he wants her, but there's so much he wants to do to her first.

He skims his hands down again to pull her jeans off entirely, regrettably having to pull back to get them off her legs, but he looks up at her as he does. ]

...God, you're... really beautiful.

[ She turns her head away, shifting to get more comfortable on the bed. ]

You probably say that to all the girls.

Nah. Y'know. Only the gorgeous thieves who take advantage of me in Victoria's Secret changing rooms.

[ He smiles, sliding his hands up the insides of her thighs and dipping his head down to kiss her stomach. ]