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[evolutionaryimperative]

Unlike the other day, he had been given a little more freedom. They had switched him from the IVs to the pills, and no longer kept him strapped down on the bed, unable to move. He wondered if this was a good sign or not. It was hard to tell. But still, even getting up and moving about was a nice liberty to have back to himself. You never realize how much you enjoy doing something that simple until you're no longer able to do it.

His shirt had been replaced with a plain white t-shirt, and the doctors had given an injection of something that had healed up all the burn marks she had left on him. It was strange how they seemed determined to keep him in a healthy condition. It made him weary. Did they have some sort of plan for him? Why else would they be keeping such good care over a serial killer? It didn't make sense.

As he paced the tiny cell he was kept it his eyes occasionally flickered over to the glass. Would she come visit him again like she had implied? Not that it mattered.He was simply...curious, that's all. And if he was going to be stuck in this place, it was nice to have someone to talk to at times, even if it was her.

The only other people who came in were the doctors, and they were just doing their work. Nothing more, nothing less. Some company would be nice.

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[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

"Well, I'm often not what you'd expect," she retorted smartly, turning the car on and looking over to him and she shifted it into reverse.

"I'm holding you to that promise," she quipped, and backed out smoothly. She certainly hoped he wouldn't disappoint.

[specialmonster.livejournal.com]

He snorted out a laugh at that."That's for sure." He never knew what to expect with Elle, but it kept things interesting.

"I would be dissapointed if you didn't" He quipped, resting his hand on her thigh.

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

"If you're trying to distract me while I'm driving," she said casually, "it's working." She tightened her grip on the stirring wheel and turned on the blinker, heading for the interstate. They should get as far away as possible. She'd deduced these conclusions earlier though, when he wasn't touching her. Touching wasn't conducive to thought.

[specialmonster.livejournal.com]

"And what if I was?" He asked in a coy voice. His hand began to knead her thigh gently. He couldn't help it. It was fun working her up.

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

"Then I'll crash the car and we'd both... not perish in a fiery wreck," she responded--huh. That's right. She wouldn't perish. Cool. She pushed the gas harder and merged with traffic, trying not to notice that twisting to look over her shoulder pushed his hand higher. She kind of liked it.

[specialmonster.livejournal.com]

"Exactly. So there's no real risk, now is there?" As his hand was pushed higher he couldn't resist spreading his fingers out so that his thumb brushed against her jean clad crotch.

Enjoying himself? Oh yes, he was definitely doing that.

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

She couldn't quite contain the little inhale or her knees sliding slightly further apart at his touch. "Nope," she replied with a smirk. "But where's the fun in that, then?"

[specialmonster.livejournal.com]

"I don't know," He drawled with a mischievous glint in his eyes and a smirk on his lips as he undid her pants, slipping his hand down inside so that his fingers brushed against her soft curls. That little inviting inhale of hers just made him want to coax more of her.

"It could be fun to see just how much we could survive through. I've never died and revived before."

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

She melted back into the seat when his hand slid into her pants. She tried very hard to breathe normally and made a point to concentrate on the road, despite the fact she was growing less and less concerned with her driving. Mostly she was concerned with the fact his hand wasn't reaching any further.

"Makes two of us," she managed to reply.

[specialmonster.livejournal.com]

"It could be fun to find out," He mused as his hand dove in deeper. He couldn't help but smirk even more once he felt how wet she was for him. Besides, he was kind of morbidly curious what would happen if she did lose control while driving. A little dangerous? Certainly, but on the other hand, they didn't have much they could really lose. And with that in mind he pressed his thumb against her clit as he slid two fingers insider of her.