What's Good For Bad (tags Korso)

Aurora had managed to make it home for a change of clothes and a quick shower before she made it back to the prison, she was grateful she hadn't run into Dean that would have been awkward. She approached Joseph's door with some worry and kept glancing around to make sure no one was around. She had done her make up and her hair, a part of her wondered why she had even bothered but she had felt like doing it so she had. Getting her courage up she knocked on the door before she shifted nervously on her feet, her eyes wandered the hallway as she waited for Korso to open the door.

Korso opened the door in nothing but his jeans and a towel hung over his shoulder. His hair was wet and messy and his feet were bare. He had obviously just taken a shower, and he even smelled nice as he grinned at her. She'd actually taken the effort to look good it seemed. He was starting to wonder if she actually felt something for him. He could have so much fun with that.
He opened the door letting her in before closing it behind her. "Let me just put something on," he told her and made to move to his bedroom where he kept his dresser.

She hadn't been expecting to see him in nothing more then jeans and his hair was wet...she swallowed hard and then nodded. She was sure her face was a bright red as she stepped inside his room, "All right." She said as she watched him start to leave, her eyes dropped further down and landed on his ass....goodness gracious she was staring. She wrenched her eyes away and nervously fiddled with her hair as he entered his room.

He got to his dresser and picked out a white shirt, leaving a couple of buttons unbuttoned on purpose, before he walked out again. He smirked as he realized her blush still hadn't calmed down since he left the room. It made him believe he wouldn't have to try too hard to get some tonight. It seemed she was already more than willing.
"You can sit you know," he laughed, noticing how she was still standing in the same spot he'd left her in.

Aurora laughed, "Right sorry." She said and sat down on the couch, her eyes darting from him to the floor before she tried to stop blushing.  She finally felt slightly better and leaned forward on her legs as she put her elbows on her thighs and cupped her chin, "So you're not going to get me drunk again are you?" She asked with a hint of amusement in her voice as she studied him. She was slightly unaware that from his angle he could have a perfect view of her cleavage, and that he might just see the dark blue lacey bra she was wearing.

"Well, last night you did ask me to get you drunk more often..." he said teasingly and laughed. He got a really nice view of her cleavage and bra from the angle she was sitting. Nice, he though to himself. He couldn't wait to remove it and cup those firm breasts again. Sure she was just a body to him, but what a body!
He moistened his lips with the tip of his tounge before moving over to the frigde and opening it, taking out one regular beer and a coke. "But it's upto you," he said continuing his previous statement and holding up both so she could see and decide one of them.

She smiled and shook her head, "I think I want to have a clear head in the morning." She said with a small smile on her face and sat up. She had felt his eyes on her earlier and had felt her face flush a brilliant red once again and she was having a hard time focusing.

He closed the fridge bringing over both the drinks, handing her the coke and leaving the regular beer for himself, putting it on the table in front of him. He sat down on the sofa next to her, just a few inches from her to the left. He could feel the heat from her body through the thin, white shirt he had put on. He was well aware that sitting this close it was probably even somewhat see-through, showing off his muscles and upper body.
Opening his beer with his teeth he took a sip and leaned back on the couch, waiting to see what she'd do or say.

She glanced over at him and accepted the coke with a small smile as she noted his muscles through his shirt. She looked down hastily and opened her coke before taking a hasty sip and then swallowing, her eyes subtly eyeing him before darting back to the ground. She was suddenly all nervous again...she didn't quite know what to do and she wished she could hit herself.

By the way she was reacting he was starting to slowly figure things out...
"So how long have you had a crush on me?" he asked cockily, but giving off a smile to show that he was only teasing her. She had kind of burst that bubble herself though, after what she'd told him last night it was pretty obvious. Somehow she probably wanted him to know anyway, or she wouldn't have said so much.

Aurora's eyes widened and she coughed on her drink that she had unfortunately taken a sip of just as he had spoken. After she recovered herself she set her drink down and looked at him, she knew it wouldn't do her any good to deny the accusations and frowned. "Well...uh a few months now." She admitted quietly before she looked away again.

"That seems a bit unprofessional," he said honestly and laughed, before reaching out his hand to tuck a stray lock of hair behind her ear, caressing her cheek when he was done. She was lucky she was pretty, that might have been the reason he'd hired her in the first place, and the only reason he hadn't fired her yet. That, and it was just so hard to find guards that could deal with this job.

She blushed when he tucked some of her hair behind her ear and even more so when he caressed her check. She bit her bottom lip at his words, "I know...I was thinking about quitting." She said quietly, it was true though.

"What about a promotion instead?" he asked softly and leaned in for a kiss. He was already hiring another guard, so he needed to promote one of them anyway. No way he'd promote Sinclair. In all honesty, with her crappy behavior around the prisoners he was considering firing her. Or worse. And it was always fun to annoy McCoppin. Lannister seemed the obvious choice in any case. But it was more fun to make her believe it was for her actions. That would only screw with her head, and bring Korso some additional amusement.
His lips met hers gently as he set his beer down on the table and shifted so she was under him, him crawling on top.

Her eyes widened but before she could reply he kissed her, she hesitated at first as she was unsure what to do. However her body decided to kick in and she was soon kissing him back as she slid her hands up his back. She could feel her heart hammering as she felt him shift so he was more on top of her and gasped into the kiss.

He let his hand slide up her waist and under the lining of her top, caressing her soft, naked skin. Still kissing her, he bit down gently on her lower lip, showing her that he desired her. The memories from last night were still vivid in his head, and he wouldn't mind repeating that...
He moved his hand further up to feel her breasts over her bra. They felt just as good as he remembered them, so it hadn't just been the booze.

She ran one hand down and slipped it under his own shirt in reply as she felt him start to run his hands up under her own shirt. She moaned softly as she felt his hands reach her breasts, his hands were calloused and she enjoyed the feeling of them on her skin. Her own fingers rubbed his muscles, she had to silently admit that he was pretty fit and she was starting to enjoy herself.

He broke the kiss to sit back up on his knees and remove his white shirt, revealing his chest fully, before he leaned back down and kissed her eagerly. It didn't matter that she couldn't remember last night, he was about to remind her.
He pulled his hand back under her top and around her back, quickly opening the hatch on her bra. It loosened it just enough for him to pull his hand under and squeeze her breasts without anything in between. He pinched her nipples gently, hoping to get some sort of satisfied responce from her.

She bit her bottom lip when he broke the kiss and took off his shirt to expose his chest muscles to her and she studied him with a soft look in her eyes before she responded to his hand under her shirt and then she gasped a little bit when he started to squeeze her breast before pinching her nipples. She let out a little moan and then yanked his head down so she could kiss him fiercely on the lips.

She was feisty in bed at least... good, he liked that.
He kept kissing her ferociously while letting his hand slide down from her chest and down to her pants, unbuttoning them as fast as he could. Once they were open he slid his hand down under the lining of her underwear to slide a finger into her. She was already wet and ready for him, so he slid a second finger in and quickened the pace.

She broke away from the kiss to give little screams as he plunged two fingers inside her, her head tilted back a little as she responded to his touch. Her own hand moved downward and started to rub his member through his jeans, her hand moved skillfully enough so that she unbuttoned them and started to run her fingers along his hard member.

He broke the kiss to groan at her touch. "Not such a prude after all," he teased and unhanded her a moment to stand up and remove his pants completely, standing utterly naked in front of her. He didn't make any sign to get back on the couch, instead he wanted to wait for her to undress as well.
"Your turn," he hinted grinning.

She blushed again before she took off her shirt and then finished taking off her bra, putting both items on the floor she took off her pants and then slipped off her underwear until she was completely naked. Feeling her face turn red again she focused on the floor as she felt quite shy under his gaze, sure she wasn't a prude but she wasn't exactly really expierenced at sex.

He sat down on his knees in front of the couch and dragged her by her naked legs until her opening were only inches from his face. Then he bent down and started licking her gently, teasing her, and let a couple of fingers slide inside of her once again, rubbing at the walls of her insides. He was trying a bit harder now in his sober state, than he had the previous night. He wanted her to come back after all.

Her eyes widened when he bent down in front of her and started licking her opening and then started pushing his fingers inside her. She tilted her head back and moaned eagerly as he started teasing all the right spots. Her mouth fell open a little bit as he started rubbing deep inside her and she started to breath heavily.