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[ Sam looks at his bracelet when it notifies him with a message. Another clue in the form of a photo.

Sam grins to himself. He likes this game. It's really fun and he can feel his anticipation building.

Now to find that book cart... Sam wanders away from the counter and over to the tables pictured in the photo. Thankfully she's making it easy for him, Sam spotting the cart soon enough. He picks up the top that feels warm in his hand, warm from her wearing it. ]

got it ;) next?

[She wanders toward her final destination and pauses to lean against a nearby wall when her bracelet pings her to the message. She brings up her photos and selects the next one. Her jeans folded neatly and filed in between two books in the Clothing Manufacturing section of the Dewey Decimal system. It's going to take him a bit longer to find that, but she figures that at least the ends of the aisles have categories.]

only two more after this one.

[ The jeans are between two books... in a library full of books. His initial response is him hopelessly muttering "aw man..." to himself until he reads the title of the books around the jeans. They seem to be associated with clothing manufacturing, so all he has to do is find the section for clothes about books and work his way from there, right? That's not too hard. Erica wouldn't put her clothes in places too hard for him to find. Sam assumes she actually wants to be found...

Feeling like a detective, he checks out every label at the end of each aisle until he finally locates the right section. Making his way down the aisle, his hands move over the spines of the books until he finds where Erica placed her jeans. ]

found! does this mean you're only in your underwear right now?

I have socks on too! :)

[After she sends that, another image comes over with her shirt hanging on the emergency exit sign that's on the way to the study lounges. It's not perfectly hung, but it's up there.]

I'm glad. I don't want your toes to be cold.

[ After sending the text, Sam looks around for the emergency exit and jogs up to the sign once he spots it. He reaches up to pluck the shirt off. ]

I must be close to you by now, I can practically taste you... ;)

practically, huh?

[She waits a bit, but then sends him a photo of her bra hanging from the handle of the study room she's occupying. The study corral has a few of the table that have the walls attached to the tables. Keeping those prying eyes away from studying. In the moment they are keeping prying eyes from the sight that is Erica sitting in just her underwear and socks, holding onto her breasts to keep them slightly covered, whiles she waits.]

[ A bra. That is definitely a bra on the door handle. Sam dazes off imagining her without a bra for a moment until he snaps out of it, not wanting to make Erica wait too long for him, especially after she's done all this for him. Why daydream when his hands could actually be on her if he hurries up and finds her?

Running probably isn't allowed in the library but he's doing it anyway when he spots her bra from a distance hanging from the door handle of the study room. After opening the door and shutting it behind him, he moves into the room until he finds her sitting in between the walls of a desk. ]

...Oh my god. [ This is definitely the most jaw-dropping moment of his life. ] I can't believe I'm about to say this but I officially love the library.

[ Without giving her time to respond, Sam strides up to her to cup her face in his hands and kiss her with all the desire that's been building since their texts turned in a sexy direction. ]

[There's nothing like seeing the look on his face when he finally finds her. It's this moment of surprise and awe, and Erica feels good about the way he looks at her. She grins at him, but the moment he closes the distance, she's smiling into the kiss. It doesn't take her long to wind her legs around him and drop the hold she has on her own breasts. Arms wrap across his shoulders and pull him up against her, using him to cover her body up.]

Are you going to visit more often, now? [She teases against his kiss.]

[ The best thing Sam likes her body covered up in is himself, enjoying the feel of her breasts pressed up against him with her legs hugging his waist. He's already got an erection straining for release against the denim of his jeans. ]

Visits aren't enough. I'm gonna have to get a job here. You'll put in a good word for me, right? [ He's kidding about a job. He'd be the worst librarian ever. ]

[Erica laughs at the thought of Sam and her working in the same place.]

I'm not even sure me putting in a good word for you would do the trick. They do expect me to work most of the time here. I definitely wouldn't get anything done if you were here.

True. Very true. [ With a smirk, Sam leans in for much needed kisses. ] So, uh, how do you wanna do this? We might have to use a wall... [ Thinking about it, Sam would consider the use of a wall to be very hot. ]

[She's very happy to return the kisses. Talking, when she's basically naked, is overrated. When he pulls back to ask about their approach to having sex at her place of work, she glances around.]

The wall, against the door... I could bend over the table of this study nook. [She leans in and kisses him once more, pulling far enough away just to speak.] Whatever you want.

Seriously? [ At any moment, Sam expects to wake up from this dream that seems too amazing to actually be happening. ] You expect me to choose from that list? What if I want a bit of everything? [ Technically that was possible, right? It's not like they had to stick to one position... ]

[There's a brief thought to how she didn't bring protection, because why would she bring that to work, but there's the small relief that ever since they've become more sexually active, she's asked a lot of questions and she's pretty sure that she doesn't have to worry about pregnancy. No doctor here has ever heard of someone not from Asgard having a baby in Asgard. Ever.

Anyway, when he comments about having a difficult time choosing, her hand slides down to press against the front of his jeans, cupping against him and rubbing lightly.] I think you'll still have to pick where to start and it seems like that's a hard choice for you.

[ Sam actually brought a condom with him just in case, tucked away in the back pocket of his jeans. He won't mention it unless she asks or when the time comes to bring it out. ]

Hard is definitely the right word for it... [ It's also the right word to describe the current state he's in as he rolls his hips into her touch. ] You could bend over the table first. Might as well while we're here, right? Then I can finish you off against the wall. I wanna see your face when you get off. [ He won't be able to see her face when she comes if he bends her over the table last. ]

[He's so smart and thoughtful. She appreciates the way he presses into her hand and smiles as he sorts out the order of their activities. Erica leans forward, kissing him slowly as she inches forward and eases back off the table and to her feet. Her hand climbs up against his chest as she pushes him gently away from her.]

You can have whatever you want. [She smiles at him and turns her back to him. She bends at the waist, and the lower she gets toward the surface of the study table the further back she eases her ass toward him. Eventually, her forearms press firmly to the table, not feeling embarrassed or worried about anything at all.]

[ Sam has everything he wants right in front of him. ]

I want whatever you want... [ He trails off when she bends over the desk, giving him a breathtaking view of her ass. Before he gets distracted by touching her, he hurriedly starts to strip, flinging his shirt away and dropping his pants to step out of him. That's enough clothing off for now before he's pressing himself into her ass, leaning over her back to kiss the back of her shoulders, a hand moving around her waist to slip into her underwear. ]

You know, you're in the perfect position to be spanked if you've been a bad librarian. [ He says in her ear as a joke. ]

[Her eyes close as she feels him press against her. The warmth of his breath to her skin the moment before his mouth kisses to her shoulders nearly tickles. Of course, she's not concerned about getting caught, even if it does add a bit of risk to the events. She's been a model employee up to today, mostly, and it's not like the library is a happening place in Asgard. This, however, is definitely happening. As his hand slips into her panties, she shifts her feet apart more.]

You don't think I'm being bad now?

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