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[never_francesca]

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[never_francesca]

[Her grin in reply is eager, challenging, as is the following kiss - a step back from the table, robe forgotten...and a leg carefully sliding behind Shaw's to trip them backwards onto the bed.]

[As sure an answer as she's ever likely to get.]

[cactusy]

[And Shaw, for her part, immediately tries to flip them once they're down, trying to put herself on top. She doesn't even particularly prefer being on top, but, well. This is where the fighting comes in.]

[never_francesca]

[Which only provokes a grin, hands moving to her shirt. She'll stay where she is, for the moment, but her legs are moving, seeking position - she fights, and she fights cleverly.]

[This is very much going to be Shaw's night.]