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That left him with his drink still in hand, which he was happy to keep. It was good whiskey, and he liked the soft burn as it settled through his body. He took another small sip, enjoying more than just the way the whiskey made him feel. She smelled good. Some might not think the scent of leather and whiskey could be arousing, but when it wafted around someone like her, it was ambrosia.

He smiled and propped his head up on his hand, arm against the back of the couch as he turned to her. "Need a place to sleep?"

[ooc: No worries at all. Take your time and play when you want to, not because you feel obligated. :)]

"I mean, you having a door is an obvious perk." Jess pointed out. She was kind of surprised he'd offered to let her stay but Matt always was kind of a masochist, a fact that Jessica was quick to point out. At least he didn't seem to be judging her for her drinking or anything else right now. Not that Jessica gave a fuck what anyone else thought. Except, sometimes she did care what he thought but she didn't know why.

"Not sure we'll be doing much sleeping though." She added with a devilish smirk that was evident in her voice. A place to crash was nice, but far from the only reason she'd over. And it hadn't even been only for the whiskey either. And this...was good whiskey, she usually got the cheap kind. It didn't matter much to her. But this was probably top shelf. How sweet.

"No?" He asked, almost innocently. Oh, he knew why he'd invited her over, had been hoping she'd take him up on it. He was clearly attracted to her, and he'd been hoping it was mutual. But... Matt was a moron and thought he had a great sense of humor. So, he teased. "Have a lot to talk about?"

"Oh, I don't think there will be much talking," Jessica said. She set the glass on the table and then moved to straddle him on the couch. "There were a lot of promises made, Murdock. Better make good on them, eh?" Not that she had any problem with making the first move, obviously.

With her, he kind of preferred it. There was shaky ground there and the last thing he wanted was to cross a boundary with her. He'd read her file, of course, and he knew about Kilgrave, but it was the tone she carried when she spoke about him, hollow sometimes and spitting acid another that let him know how deep that damage went. And then there was Hope. So for her, he preferred her to make the first move, if only so he knew entirely that when he slid his hands to her ass to grab her and pull her closer, it was wanted. Welcomed.

He tipped his chin up, smiling at her as she straddled him. "I do try to keep my promises, Ms. Jones. Which one would you like me to keep first?"

Jessica had a lot of trauma. She was trying hard not to let it define her. Oh sure, she drank way more than she should have. But after all she'd been through, it could be a lot worse. Kilgrave had been particularly nasty and sometimes his voice was still in her head. Drinking could drown him out, at least temporarily. And then more recently...what had happened with Trish. Jessica had many causes to drink.

"Shut up and kiss me, Murdock." She said with a smirk as she looked down at him.

"Yes, ma'am." Said with a smile as his hands tightened their grip on her, as he pulled her in even as he lifted his head up a bit to close the distance between them. The first touch was soft, questioning, but the second was firmer. Hungrier. More sure of itself as he let his tongue come out to taste her. She tasted of alcohol, sharp and warm, and he licked into her mouth for more of it.

He sure was a good kisser, Jess had to give him that. And she'd be lying to herself if she said she hadn't thought about kissing him before. Matt was a good-looking guy, even if he could be annoying at times. She kissed him back. It had been a while since she'd been with anyone, or allowed anyone to get close to her like this. Jessica knew she should let people in, but it was safer not to. Still, it couldn't hurt to have some fun.

If she was going to be so agreeable, he was going to keep pressing for more. Sitting like she was on his lap, it'd be impossible for her to miss the fact that he was hard and eager to proceed beyond a little makeout session.

"Well, I can see my package is ready to be opened," Jessica said with a grin. She could definitely tell he was ready to move on from kissing. It had been such a long time since Jessica had really been with anyone like this. She was just as eager to move things along and see what kind of moves Matt might have.

His hands moved up from her ass, up under her shirt and around to the front to gently tease at her breasts over her bra. He felt that spike of arousal through him at the sound of her voice, at her body pressed so warmly over his, he grinned back, kissing at her lower lip. "It's fragile, though. Handle with care."

"Don't worry," Jessica assured him as she kissed him again. "I'll play nice." It was a concern because she had superstrength and he did not. She needed to be very careful with this whole thing. She didn't want to hurt him or anything. Well, not too much anyway. Jessica sat up a bit to lift her shirt up over her head and she tossed it to the side.

He took that as permission to unhook her bra, sliding his hands under it and dragging his thumbs around and over her nipples. Jess had just the right amount of breast; a handful and a little more to play with. He leaned in and took a nipple into his mouth, teeth gentle even as he used them. If he knew she was thinking about being gentle with him, he'd laugh. Matt could handle it rough. It was a little embarrassing how turned on a bossy woman in bed got him.

"Don't do it on my account. I just don't want you to bend it in half. Then I wouldn't be any use to you at all."

She definitely didn't mind him taking off her bra and appreciating her breasts. She knew she was hot. She had issues because of Kilgrave but she wouldn't let those rule her or dictate the rest of her life and how she conducted herself. Matt's hands and his lips on her felt good.

"Oh don't you worry, I have no plans to do that," Jessica said. "But should we maybe move this to your room, Murdock?"

He let out a sigh, breathing softly against her skin as he licked at her nipple, then tipped his head upward. "My room or my bed? Not sure my walls could take the kind of beating you could give them." He wasn't entirely sure he could either, but dear god, he wanted to try.

She looked down at him, before kissing him hungrily again. "You may end up needing a new bed after this, just so you know." She said. Hopefully, that was a good answer to his question. She got up and took his hand, so they could go to the bedroom. She didn't bother picking up her shirt or bra. She didn't care if her clothes ended up scattered around his apartment at this point. "Lead the way, Cowboy."

He rose when she did, erection tenting his pants as he followed after her half-naked self. Her body read hotter to him, and he used his free hand to start undoing his shirt, fingers nimbly moving over the buttons to slide them free until they passed the threshold of his room. Then he tugged her over to his bed, moving to sit on it and pulling her in close so he could kiss at her stomach, his hands then moving to start undoing her jeans. "Bossy."

Did he sound upset? No.

"You like me bossy and we both know it, Murdock," Jessica said, biting a little on her lower lip. She wasn't nervous about almost being naked with him, but it was strange to show her vulnerabilities, even when she was comfortable with someone. And she was pretty comfortable with him right now.

"And I believe you made me a promise," She said with a wicked grin.

"Yes, I do." He was perfectly fine with admitting that, his hands getting her jeans undone and open, then tugging them down a bit as he kissed a little lower.

The comment with the accompanying grin he could hear had his head tipping up a bit, the smile still there. "Did I? Did it involve making you scream my name?"

"Something about that, yeah," Jessica said, still grinning. He had been pretty bold in what he said to her. She was actually a little impressed with it all. And the way he was kissing on her, that definitely felt good. This was going to be one interesting night.

Jeans tugged partway down, he used his grip on them to turn her, pulling her onto the bed as he slid down to the floor, using his lowered position to get her pants all the way off. "Guess I'd better get on that. Wouldn't want to make a liar of myself."

"No, you wouldn't want that at all," Jessica said, practically purring at the thought of what was just about to happen. Matt was a man of his word and while she hadn't imagined when they'd started talking that their night would end up like this, she definitely wasn't sorry.

He moved in and kissed between her thighs over her underwear, nuzzling in against her and using his jaw to press at the parts that he hoped would make her twitch a little. He hummed, already losing himself in the fact that he was going to be in a very compromising position with a very interesting woman who had been quietly driving him crazy for a while. "I love the way you smell," he murmured, biting at the top of her panties and moving to tug them down.

He was driving her wild already. And he probably knew it. The way her body was responding to him was a reminder of how long it had actually been for Jess. Or at least how long it had been since she was sober enough to really enjoy it. "I bet you say that to all the girls." She teased him.

"Only the ones that I like," he winked at her, pulling her underwear all the way off and kissing his way back up along the inside of her thigh. He switched thighs partway up, using the scruff of his stubble along his chin to add a little to the sensation. Matt Murdock knew about tactile pleasures.

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