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[bird_on_a_wire]

For TFLN overflow and the like.

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TFLN for el_heir

[bird_on_a_wire]

[OOC: From here]

I see. So... no problems with the other two?

[el_heir]

I mean, I have zero problems with the pizza part.

Maybe a couple with the other thing, though...

[bird_on_a_wire]

See, now that's the bit that surprises me.

[el_heir]

But I mean it's not like I could go out and cruise for hookups in uniform

[bird_on_a_wire]

Well, I know that some people don't like to hook up with co-workers, but it does make things easier...

TFLN for boundlessconfidence

[bird_on_a_wire]

I see your point, Kory, but are *you* okay with it, for starters?

[boundlessconfidence]

Well it was my idea. Sort of. She was obviously thinking about it, but she didn't seem to dare bring it up herself. So I guess it counts as my idea, doesn't it?

[bird_on_a_wire]

I... guess? And you're okay with... sharing... me?

[boundlessconfidence]

I could just as easily ask if you are alright sharing me, you know. I think our relationship can handle that just fine.

[bird_on_a_wire]

That's a... that's a really good question. But I trust you.

[boundlessconfidence]

I should hope so! But maybe it's a question we need to talk about, before we go any further? You seem rather shocked.

[bird_on_a_wire]

I just wasn't expecting it, I guess. If you're sure, though, I trust you.

[spicefromspace]

Some things, even after years of time on earth, one just misses. She'd turned largely to reading in her first years on Earth to grasp its culture as well as the context in which they used the languages she acquired.

Thanks to chance timing and certain things never before coming up in conversation, she'd read every single novel by Ian Fleming, but was totally unaware of the movies. Cue some binge-watching after a chance conversation with Dick after their post-faked-death reunion.

The next time they arranged to get together, she was Prepared. A little shopping got her a slinky, shimmering purple gown with enough cut-outs and and strappy bits to fit her vision of a Bond Girl. Or at least her as a Bond Girl.

She was draped across his bed when he got there. "It looks like you've caught me, Agent Grayson. I can't imagine what you plan to do." Her fake English accent was just barely passable, but her tone was playfully seductive. Between the way her body filled out the dress, and that tone, that probably made up for it.

[bird_on_a_wire]

Many people over the years-- mostly men-- had to their great misfortune underestimated Kory. Distracted by the gorgeous face, the statuesque body that she displayed unashamedly, and the sunny disposition she demonstrated in any moment outside of battle. Not only was she a fierce warrior, she was also far smarter than she usually got credit for. To Dick's delight this evening, Kory had used that cleverness to pull him into what promised to be a very entertaining scene, engineering every detail down to her setting her scene for him on a night when he'd be arriving home in a tuxedo from a Wayne Foundation mixer.

For the first few moments all he did was stand in his bedroom doorway and grinned. After a few breaths, he remembered himself and slipped into character. Not difficult when the vision on his bed shamed every Bond Girl he'd ever seen.

"That very much depends, Miss Anders," he replied, picking an accent leaning more towards Connery than any other Bond, "on whether or not you're willing to part with the information I need."

[spicefromspace]

"I might be... persuaded to part with it," she said, holding up a small flash drive. If he bothered to look at it later, he'd find some familiar encryption giving way to a video file of her getting along very well with another of his favourite redheads. And it wasn't Roy. Evidently, a certain someone getting her feet back on the ground (and rooftops) and head back in the cowl had made her just that bit more adventurous.

"I'm sure I could convince you to go easy on me..." she said, drawing the hem of her skirt up. "But not too easy, I hope."

Her skin shimmered just a little more than usual in the soft light- edible body dust, honey-flavoured. Because sometimes, you just have to go all-out.

[bird_on_a_wire]

Dick's eyes narrowed, wondering just where in that dress Kory had managed to hide the flash drive, not to mention what might be on it-- some entertaining pictures of herself, he expected, which he would be more than happy to have.

He approached the bed, eyes skimming over the expanse of leg she revealed. "So what am I in for tonight, hmm? Negotiations, or will you require a little bit of... physical persuasion?"

A little closer, and now Dick was running a finger along Kory's leg, hopping up to her arm and shoulder until he curled it under her chin to lift her face towards him.

[spicefromspace]

"I might have to be persuaded," she said, tucking the thumb drive into whatever could pass for a bra and still be hidden by that dress. "And who knows. There might be more evidence you'll have to search me for. And I know you're very, very thorough."

She tilted her head up to meet him with a kiss, hot and welcoming to his mouth as ever.

[bird_on_a_wire]

"Well, then," Dick said, his words a drawl as he leaned into Kory, "I'll have to make sure to check every... single... inch." Their lips met and those familiar sparks ignited immediately. There would never be a moment where kissing Kory wouldn't stir the same feelings in him that had first appeared when she'd locked lips with him to learn his language.

His hand slid up Kory's nearly bare back to curl around the back of her neck, letting Dick tilt her head back and deepen the kiss even further. Dick's free hand moved to cup one of her breasts through the gown, purposely not groping at the side where she'd hidden the flash drive.

[spicefromspace]

There were a few things hidden in different places. A micro-SD card sewn into a hem, a few old-fashioned photographs folded up and tucked into the more snug regions of the dress.

The bra she had on underneath was a thin, silky affair, making it easy to feel the nipple hardening against his palm while she let out a purr of a moan, bringing her leg up to grind between his.

[trainedbywarlords]

[ooc: continuing from TFLN thread]

Since she had the invitation, there was really no reason that Kory shouldn't go over to see Dick. But really, how often did she need that invitation? She could usually find a reason, but some well-timed pictures did help the cause of going to see him.

She arrived not too long after the first text was exchanged. Perhaps she had been already on his way to him when she had sent that. He would have to be the judge of that. She landed at his front door, a smile on his face and knocked (carefully). Then she stood back, waiting for him to answer.

Hooray!

[bird_on_a_wire]

There really was never a bad time for Kory to come by his place, unless of course Dick wasn't there. Otherwise, as far as he was concerned, she had an open invitation. When the knock at his door came, Dick smiled and shook his head. Either Kory had already had it in her mind to pay him a visit or she'd burned hot to fly over so quickly. Either way, he was happy not to wait.

Dick opened the door and grinned. "I see someone's excited about getting in their workout right away, huh?" Stepping aside, he motioned for the Tamaranean to enter.

:)

[trainedbywarlords]

She never liked to keep Dick waiting. They were after all good friends and it was fun to tease him once in a while. Which is probably why he had received those texts.

"Of course I am. It's always good to be excited about working out. Especially when you might be able to get some to join you."

She said this as she entered nonchalantly. She had been here before, plenty of times so she knew her way around. However, it was still Dick's place and the whole purpose of her visit had been to see him so she wasn't going to go too far.

[bird_on_a_wire]

"All right then, no need for any motivational speeches." Dick shut the door and pointed Kory in the direction of the hallway, one door of which led to the bedroom he'd converted into a small gym, a necessity for someone with his line of work. He followed close behind, knowing Kory was familiar enough with his place.

Once inside, Dick leaned against the doorway. He was dressed for exercise, in a plain and well worn set of tank top and shorts. "Where do you want to start?" he asked. "And do you need to change?"

[trainedbywarlords]

"Really? They are fun sometimes." That was a joke, really it was. Dick didn't need a motivational speech to want to exercise. All the better.

Kory lead the way to the bedroom/gym, knowing where to turn by heart. She already knew it wasn't anything fancy, but it got the job done. For those who were fighting crime, with the enemies becoming increasingly creative, it was needed.

"I don't need to change."

Having been wearing her coat (which she really didn't need), she took it off, a rather cute exercise outfit on underneath.

"Should we stretch first before we do anything else?"

[bird_on_a_wire]

He watched as Kory discarded her jacket, revealing the activewear beneath. Dick recognized the brand, knew how expensive her outfit was, guessing it was yet another perk of her modeling career. And of course it seemed to go without saying that Kory filled out the gear in the same way she did any piece of clothing she wore-- gorgeously.

Dick smiled and moved closer. "Always a good idea to stretch before any kind of exertion," he said with a smirk, then began to limber up, his eyes constantly shifting over to Kory to see what she might do next.