[David Carson]

David pretended to look impressed. "Is that right? You think I couldn't handle another round?" Pausing for dramatic effect, he declared rather loudly, "Challenge accepted!" He started nuzzling her her neck, kissing her all over her face, all in an effort to bug the crap out of her. That, and he just liked kissing her. It was a strange feeling, good, but strange. He had various relationships in the past. Some serious, most not. He would flip back and forth between men and women. The last rendezvous with a man hadn't ended too well, so he was hoping to find a nice girl. No, not girl, this one was all woman.

Breaking off his barrage of kisses, she pointed out that if he were going to go anywhere, he was going to have to pick her up and bring her with. He was intrigued and sorely tempted to do just that. Then she mentioned that she would be his forever if he kept waggling his eyebrows like that. David couldn't help but smile. Meant in jest most likely, David couldn't help but be intrigued by the idea. He wasn't one to settle down, but certainly keeping Ali around was an appealing thought.

David's eyebrows went up a little bit at the idea of a proper date. "Well, Miss Blaire, if this does not constitute a proper date, I could always just take you out to dinner later." He kissed her on the forehead. "But yeah, proper date. Definitely in the cards. I'll have my people call your people." He teased, laughing. Pulling himself up and out of bed, he proceeded to pick up Ali and tossing her onto his shoulder. "Now, if it's all the same to you, I really do need a shower. Seeing as you were rather insistent on me bringing you along if I planned to go anywhere, you are now going to join me." Smiling to himself, he made sure he had a good grip on her before headed to the bathroom.

[Dazzler]

A grin formed as David seemed to look impressed by her boast that he couldn't possibly go another round with her, before he suddenly declared her challenge as accepted, and promptly mobbed her with a ridiculous amount of kisses; A shriek of delight emerged as she threw her arms around him and basically held on for dear life - because naturally, this was such a terrifying situation, really. "Oh no, please stop, please!" she mock-cried in amongst the hail of kisses she was receiving, "I don't know how much more I can take," she continued with a laugh, before she suddenly felt.. Well, weirdly lusty when he kissed her neck. She'd always had a little bit of a thing about being kissed there - it wasn't something she announced to people, and she tended to let them discover it on their own, but.. Wowie, he'd discovered it fast. Eventually, however, it seemed she had 'endured' enough - and she used that term kinda-sorta grudgingly, because frankly, he could do that to her all day and she would not be complaining at all, but even she caught that little slip about her being his forever if he kept eyebrow waggling.

Part of her knew she absolutely meant it, she really did. If David could keep on entertaining her and making her feel amazing and just plain good about herself like he had now, then she would gladly stay with him and hopefully give him the same for as long as he wanted it; The more negative side of her basically stated that nothing could possibly last forever, and that she'd likely screw things up, but.. No, she could see herself wanting to make this one work, somehow. She really could.

A smile formed when he proposed that if they wanted to make it a proper date, then they could go out for dinner tonight; The smile became a grin when he kissed her forehead. "You're on. You can pick where we go so we don't drain our wallets entirely or whatever," she told him, perfectly willing to pay for her half of whatever they had, since she'd always found that.. Well, kind of obnoxious when it came to dating - girls who expected the guys to pay up for everything they wanted. Sure, it was cute once you were going steady, but to lump that kind of expectation on someone when you were first going out? No way. Not her style. He seemed to agree to a proper date, but before she could reply, she was basically flung over his shoulder, another shriek emerging, but obviously an amused one. "You should do this more often. Girls totally find being manhandled a turn on," she remarked with a grin, reaching down and playfully slapping David's rear, because.. Well, two could play at that game.

When he told her his plans, she laughed, saying "You're a horrible, horrible human being, Mister Carson, dragging me into a situation where I'll be exposed to your terribly sexy body," before she kissed his back as he hauled her into the bathroom, "But since I've been so, so bad too, maybe I should scrub your chest down as punishment.." Yeah, okay, so she kinda failed at the dirty talk or whatever, but at least she tried.

[David Carson]

Ha, seems his barrage of kisses had done the trick as she was now begging for mercy. He couldn't help but smile though as she smiled at the prospect of a proper date. Ah good, she wasn't opposed to the idea. Well, not there was a risk involved at the moment. He was a tad amused by the idea of being the one to pick the restaurant. "Really now? You sure you don't want to pick? Because quite frankly, most girls don't find Micky-D's all that romantic." He chuckled, only half serious about going to McDonald's. Then again, if she agreed and then went and ordered a Big Mac, David was fairly certain he'd be in love.

He started chuckling as she shrieked while being thrown over his shoulder. Brilliant reaction. "Is that a fact? Well then-" He was promptly cut off when Ali playfully smacked his backside. This made him straighten up in surprise. "Oh, hello." He turned his head towards her, very much amused. He, in turn, jumped up a little to readjust her position on his shoulder. He caught her before she got very far, but it should have been enough of a jostling to surprise her.

He continued to chuckle as she accused him of being a horrible person. "Well, Ms. Blaire, it's far too late to be accusing me of such things. After all, you're the horrible, horrible woman who seduced me while I was working." He started laughing louder at her attempts at talking dirty. "Oh God, babe, I know you're trying to be sexy, but…you're just way too cute for that kind of thing."

Having reached his intended destination, David promptly set Ali down in a more gentle fashion than when he picked her up. Smiling at her, he told her, "I won't, however, object to your desire to scrub my chest down. But be gentle." He smirked, walking into the shower to turn the water on. He preferred his showers on the tepid side, not too hot, not too cold. Given that he was going to be having company this time around, it seemed like a logical choice to keep it only lukewarm.

[Dazzler]

Oh, the barrage of kisses had worked, all right, but perhaps not in the way David was hoping they would, since Ali was being utterly, utterly sarcastic about them wanting to stop - who would? Anyone with half a brain would absolutely love this, given the guy doing it to them. Still, when he'd (unfortunately) eased off and they were discussing letting him pick a restaurant, Ali laughed out loud when he suggested that she'd be absolutely opposed to McDonalds. "David, please. I've spent the better part of the past five years or so on the road with barely any money to call my own. McDonalds' so-called value menu is like, a girl's best friend - I know we're not exactly meant to like them for the crap they supposedly dump in the food, but seriously, do I strike you as Miss Fancypants? Gimme a Big Mac or a box of nuggets over fancy crap any day," she enthused, before David revealed himself to be a positively terrible thug and threw her over his shoulder.

Much to her absolute horror, of course. Yes, it was such a terrible, terrible thing to be carried butt-naked into a shower with a guy that she absolutely had the hots for. Yeah, it was totally awful. And of course, she explained this to him, apparently only interrupting him when she slapped his rear end, giggling slightly with his apparently amused reaction; "Oh, you know you love it, bab-EEEEP!" she shrieked, clutching onto him as he jumped up and jostled her around, her eyes widening before he took hold of her again; She totally got the message, but it didn't stop her from laughing uncontrollably for a good half a minute or so. "See, we love being manhandled," she joked, "Although I'd totally be careful, baby. Keep jostlin' me like that and I'm likely to grab anything I can not to fall on my cute lil' rear," she warned, and yes, it was perfectly obvious what 'anything' was, based on the grin she was wearing.

"Yes, that's right, because I used my special mutant mind-control heebie jeebie powers to force you to take the day off and come back here and spend an amazing time in bed with me," she mocked, although naturally, the mutant part was quite true, even though she wasn't going to tell David that just yet, if at all, given how some people treated mutants. She looked really rather mock-hurt when he told her he couldn't do 'dirty talk', however, on the grounds that she was too cute; "Okay, props for getting a compliment in there, but honestly, I'm amazing at it when I'm not distracted by a guy's cute butt and being jostled around like it's New Years," she retorted, smacking his butt again with that cute broad grin on her face.

It was totally worth being jostled again.

Naturally, she joined him pretty much the minute he set her down, rinsing herself her a little and easing the water through her hair, before she grabbed the shower gel, squeezed a liberal amount onto her palm, and lathering it up between her hands, before starting to rub her palms over David's chest; "You know, even if I don't get any of the jobs I interviewed for today? Totally worth coming out."

[David Carson]

Seemed he had found himself a keeper with this one. Her answer on Big Macs pretty much sold him. Of course, any chance to elaborate on that portion of the conversation was promptly terminated when David threw Ali over his shoulder. He was still rather pleased with himself having done this. He especially enjoyed the part where he made her shriek in terror. He laughed loudly at this. He looked at her sideways when she pointed out that if she did fall, she'd grab onto just about anything to save himself. He chuckled again, "Yeah, well, just don't yank out my hair, alright? It's kinda what helps me earn a living." He paused, then added, "But yes, you do have a cute little rear."

Then David snorted. Yes, he actually snorted. Loud. "Oh yes, the mutant heebie-jeebies mind control. Must have missed the signs on that one." He chuckled, adding, "But honestly sweetheart? You really didn't need to twist my arm on that one. I was ready to bail anyway. Nice to have company though." It didn't even occur to him that she might actually be a mutant. Not that it really mattered to David one way or the other. Lots of people he, um, 'knew', were mutants.

He couldn't really tell that she was mocking injury, because, let's face it, her head was all the way behind him. He stifled a yelp when she smacked his backside again, pointing out she was normally a lot better at dirty talk. "Uh, yeah. Not buying that. Also, no bruising the merchandise." He jostled her again, just to make a point. "Besides, at the angle your at right now, do you really want revenge slapping?" He laughed a little bit.

Now, under these sort of circumstances, your Average Joe might get a little, shall we say, excited? David, of course, was no Average Joe, but he was finding it a tad more difficult to focus on showering when a pretty young thing like Ali was standing naked next to him. Oh, and then there was the fact that she was rubbing down his chest. Yeah, he had really only been joking about that. But now that she was doing it, he was finding himself incredibly turned on. He smiled as she spoke, "Well, glad to hear it sweetheart." His hand went to her neck, pulling her in for a kiss.

[Dazzler]

Well, it seemed that he didn't object to the fact that she wasn't a stupidly classy idiot who expected to be showered with money and expensive stuff - including food - to be happy. But honestly, why would she want expensive food? Sure, McDonalds was bad for you - but so was pretty much everything these days. You couldn't smoke, couldn't drink, couldn't eat red meat, couldn't drive, couldn't walk, couldn't do squat without some freaking busybody coming up to you and telling you that X and Y and Z was unhealthy. It annoyed the shit out of her; So to find someone who at least didn't care what supposed crap went into McDonalds was incredibly satisfying, pretty much. "Honey, I so wasn't talking about your hair," she remarked with a grin, running a hand through his hair nonetheless. She could see why he wouldn't want to lose it - it felt great between her fingers. A chuckle emerged when he confirmed she had a cute rear, and she confidently replied "I know. I've got it certified and everything," before laughing to herself again. She did consider it her best feature, at times - and had boasted about it when she was drunk.

And then he made her laugh when he mocked the notion that possibly, just possibly, she could be a mutant, and she grinned; It was difficult to tell if he would actually care if she was a mutant or not - and as such, she opted against revealing it for now - but it didn't sound like he did, which was something of a relief, but then she laughed again when he said it was nice to have company; "So is that all I am - just a bit of company?" she joked, making it perfectly clear she wasn't serious through her tone alone, as she stroked his back slightly; "How DARE you not buy my most amazing dirty-talking skills!" she remarked with mock-indignation, before an utterly pervy grin formed on her face when he suggested the notion of revenge slapping, given the angle she was at whilst he was carrying her; "Do your worst," she challenged, grinning wickedly as she reached down and slapped his rear again, sealing the challenge.

She wasn't normally the type to do this in a shower, but it was a bit different because she felt good around David, to say the least, and as such, she totally didn't have any complaints about rubbing him down and getting a lather going, and.. Well, neither did he. Kissing him, Ali pressed him back against the wall of the shower, her hands still on his chest; "So, are we going to go out, have a McDonalds feast, get drunk and come back here to do this all over again?"

[David Carson]

There were a few chuckles to be had by David prior to entering the shower. One was for the point that she probably wouldn't be grabbing onto his hair on her way down should she fall. And yet she still ruffled his hair. The second chuckle came from her claims of having her backside certified. While he was fairly certain no such system existed, the idea itself was still very amusing.

He raised a brow at her response to his comment about having company. "Well, if it makes you feel any better, you're the best company I've had in a while." He found himself chuckling once more. He twitched a little bit as she stroked his back, finding it a little on the ticklish side. "Sweetheart, I don't need to buy the dirty talk. You've got plenty of other things on sale." He let out a laugh. However, at the talk of a slap challenge, he was all up for it. Although, instead of smacking her ass, he simply grabbed it and squeezed.

Focusing our attentions to the scene already in progress in the shower…

With her pressing him against the wall of the shower, David wanted nothing more than to have his way with her here and now. "Well, we could do that. Or, we could finish up here…" He paused, kissing her neck, "Maybe order room service…" He kissed the top of her collar bone. "Could even splurge on a little champagne…" He pulled back, smiled, then kissed her lips. "I mean, this is a pretty nice hotel. They have to have decent stuff. Probably even get the Micky D's for us if I ask nicely."

[Dazzler]

If anything, then this was still a hell of a lot of fun; Ali couldn't really say where this was going or if being with David was going to be a permanent thing - she thought she would like it to be - but even if this went nowhere beyond today, then.. Well, shit, it was a lot of fun. More than a lot. But there just seemed to be some kind of chemistry between the two of them that she hadn't gotten in a while; She knew there had been the whole thing with Veer, but.. Well, one, she wasn't sure why she was thinking about him now, and two, she was fairly certain there was reasons you didn't hear about musicians or singers going out long-term. She just.. After the initial excitement there and the playing around, she hadn't felt enough; It was why she was hesitant to talk about it around Jack and Molly, frankly. But there was none of that with David. He did, after all, give a pitch perfect and yet still wonderfully casual response to her joke.

A million other guys would've taken that absolutely seriously, she felt, would've probably dumped her on her rear and thought she was taking this - whatever this was - a little too seriously. But David didn't seem to take it to heart and responded genuinely which was an impressive combo when it came to a loaded question - or something that could be perceived as a loaded question - and she liked it. She was, of course, a little egotistical at times, and to have someone say that she was the best company they'd had in a while.. It was nice, and she kissed his back and shoulders appreciatively rather than stroking him, having noticed the kind of reaction the latter got. "This'll sound so cheesy, but for you, everything's free, baby," she told him with a grin, even though she couldn't see him. She was a little worried about certain things that could be construed with her saying she was all his for free, but.. Fuck it.

And then a loud shriek emerged when he squeezed her butt. Retaliating, she slapped his again, yelling out "You little brute! How dare you target one of my kinks like that!" And.. Well, that was truth. Since she often felt she'd been gypped in the boob department, she didn't mind attention being paid to her rear - so long as it wasn't completely and utterly OTT and stupid. But.. Well, David, to quote an awesomely bad 80's song, had the touch. And - Ali almost snorted at this - he definitely had the power, too. Shut up, you know you love the eighties cheese.

Once they were actually in the shower, though, and Ali was doing nothing to help toward the notion of getting clean and/or going out together for some food, she could tell that David was maybe eager for round two already. Naturally, she was in love with all his ideas, her hands putting across that fact as she did little more than grope him whilst he was kissing her. "You just don't wanna go out, do you?" she challenged with a grin, easing her hands through his hair and pulling him in for a kiss; "Not that I'm complaining, of course," she chuckled, "So.. You know. Take me here. Right now. And then we can laze around in bed with cheap, horribly unhealthy yet fucking awesome food - and champagne, please - and then we can do this all over again."

[David Carson]

Another chuckle. "Oh, everything's free now? And here I was ready to pay full price." Then came the satisfying shriek. However, his self-satisfaction was promptly interrupted by a quick slap to the behind. But he was intrigued to find out that he had stumbled upon one of her 'kinks'. Which was not only a good thing, but it also meant there was more than one. This girl was proving more interesting by the minute. Definitely one to keep in touch with, if nothing else.

Now firmly entrenched in the shower make-out session, a smirk danced across his face as Ali challenged him. "Gosh, you see right through me, don't you?" A brief pause came as she pulled him in for another kiss. "But nice to hear no complaints." He was about to go in for another kiss when she said something so incredible, he was fairly certain he was about to turn into a one-woman-man. "That…sounds like an excellent idea. I'm so glad you brought it up." He smiled pleasantly, before it turned into something more akin to the Cheshire's grin.

Pushing her to the back of the shower, he hoisted her up, encouraging her legs to wrap around his waist. "Once we're done here, I'll be sure to ring up the concierge." He told her, following up with several kisses on the lips, moving down to her neck. Yes, he was very much interested in round two. Hell, round three and four were also in the realm of possibility at this point. He wanted her, wanted as much as she was willing to give.