Limo escape [for Sonya]

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Hanzo had prided himself on humanizing himself from the undead specter he once was, but he had never been fond of crowds. Maybe this had been the same for him when he was alive. A spontaneous escape from the throng of mostly teens are twenty-somethings seemed to be a really great idea. Hanzo took a beer for the road as he and Sonya exited the festivities and boarded a private limousine.

The limo was excellent. It was quiet and isolated from the bustle of the large city around them. Times Square and the packed throng of people started falling into the distance. The interior was comfortable and well appointed. He stretched out his arm across the back of the seat, and behind his wife.

"Now this is a nice change of scenery from living in a hut with small children."

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Sonya never had the chance to be in a limo, and hell the only reason she even suggested it was because they didn't have to pay for it.

So it would've been for that reason why she was a little wide eyed while stepping inside.

"I'll say." She leaned back against the crock of his arm. "These things have a lot of room."

It wasn't like either she or Hanzo were sloppy anyway, so she didn't feel the least bit guilty about taking advantage of this.

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"Where to?" the driver asked as they settled into traffic. With a small dismissive wave of his free hand, Hanzo answered, "Just drive for a while."

He wrapped his arm around Sonya's shoulders. "I like this. This is a nice feeling to just be with you. No hunting, no ITF, no kids, no classes, just us for once."

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Sonya would've remarked that their anniversary was like this once Polly and Zell had the kids.

Then again..they did spend a lot of 'active time together' maybe he just didn't remember.

"You mean something like free time?" It was only a slight joke.

"I like it too." It just wasn't in her nature to go for this for that long, but once and awhile was nice if she admitted it.

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The continued for a short while, just enjoying the luxury of the ride and the privacy. Then, on an impulse, he moved a hand to stroke her hair as he moved in for a long kiss from his wife.

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The tinted windows allowed for them to see outside, but no one to see inside. It made the whole drive rather nice.

She tilted her head back when he started stroking his hair, always a nice feeling for her-and one that he liked to exploit.

Even with her eyes partially closed, her head tilted back, she could feel him move closer, his arm tilting.

Sonya turned her head, tilting it to accept his kiss.

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After the kiss, Hanzo's eyes lingered to gaze at hers before turning to a small door.

"I wonder if this has anything," he wondered as he started to open it. And, sure enough, there was a bottle of champagne and two glasses. "Excellent. Here."

He handed Sonya a glass and started working on the cork.

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"You're determined to get me drunk, aren't you." She accepted the glass. Of course she was joking-a glass of champagne was hardly likely to get her drunk after she already had a beer.

She moved over to look at the card next to the small door. "Compliments of the holiday apparently.

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"Alcohol is good for you," Hanzo said lightly, not too seriously. "I did ask for them to put a bottle in the back if they had one. They must've found one."

He moved his hand behind her down to lightly rub her far shoulder.

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That actually got her to laugh.

"Fine, but if I start singing badly at the top of my lungs, you've only yourself to blame." She didn't actually sing when drunk, just got volatile, but she wasn't entirely serious either.

She leaned into his arm at the gesture. His hands felt good, she found that out as soon as they started being a couple.

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"Hmm, I think I found a knot. Turn," he said with a gesture towards the far window. With her turned that way, Hanzo could get both hands on her and work out her trouble spot.

"We can watch the scenery as I work on you."

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"Really? It wasn't there this morning." Least she didn't think so-then again she'd just become so used to carrying stress on her back she could bear it and not know it.

She turned to face the window, allowing him to work on her back inspite of the thick fabric of the dress.

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Hanzo began working her shoulder through the fabric with some difficulty. Son, he simply slid the fingers of one hand down the back of her neck and under. It seemed much better.

He looked over Sonya's shoulder to the city and crowds outside. "It's quite a sight out there. It's amazing how our island could change into a city like this."

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She rolled her shoulders towards him, her neck following when she felt his fingers slide down her neck, letting out a slight shudder. It was one of the areas on her that was especially sensitive.

"It is. The first two years, it was just the setting, not nearly as detailed or elaborate as the past two years."

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Hanzo enjoyed getting Sonya to react that way to his touch. He continued. As he moved his head closer to hers, he spoke more quietly.

"I enjoy exploring it with you, Sonya. The two of us, together. I'm glad we can enjoy it for a time while it lasts."

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She could just feel herself relax under his touch, the feel of his body against hers almost a sort of balm.

A part of her hated this, hated that there could be one man that could just calm her down like this.

she shrugged the feeling off.

"I enjoy it too..always enjoyed exploring. More so with someone I love and care about."

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Hanzo spent some time wordlessly massaging Sonya's back as they went along in the Manhattan traffic, occasionally taking breaks to sip his champagne. He finished the massage and sat back and stretched out in his seat.

"I think normally I would hate this traffic, but in here it doesn't seem to matter. You're here, and there's nowhere we need to be."

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Sonya wasn't one to cuddle, but the space between his arm and torso felt nice enough that she couldn't be bothered to move.

An idea hit her and she bent over to remove the combat boots. She'd never gone barefoot anywhere outside (or in a car) if she didn't have to, but he was right-they didn't have any place to go if they didn't have to.

She looked up at the clock on the front side and smiled.

"Not to mention, we've only a minute till midnight."

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"Oh," Hanzo replied, cocking his head slightly, "I might've missed it if you weren't watching. Must have gotten too comfortable."

In fact, he was glad Sonya had reminded him. He looked down to what she was doing with her boots and figured she was going to get more relaxed.

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Now barefoot, she turned around and leaned against his side, a slight smirk on her face.

"Distracted were you?" She hoped she took that the right way. "You are very comfortable."

She was certain he didn't mean it that way, but that's what she was taking it for.

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"If I was, it's all your fault then," he said with a light curl of his lip. There was a hint of playfulness in Sonya's tone that he liked very much.

"So, I think the tradition is to kiss at midnight, right?"

Hanzo suspected they would have a very good, involved kiss, alone together in this limo.

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She grinned back. She hadn't felt this playful in so long-it felt almost like a guilty pleasure.

"I should feel bad, but I don't. Nor do I feel bad about this."

She straddled him, her dress riding up over her legs.

"Two years on the island-damn right it's a tradition."

The kiss she gave him was a hungry one, spurned on by just that fact that she WANTED to want this.

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Hanzo was, by now, very certain that his previous wife had been quieter and not as bold as Sonya. Perhaps his living self wouldn't have thought he would appreciate a woman being as forward. But, he now knew that self would have been wrong. Hanzo's relationship with Sonya had started out as respect for a fellow warrior, but had built out quite far from there. He now had a romantic partner he considered an equal, and he enjoyed that.

He matched her passion and kissed her back. He thrust his hand around Sonya, into her hair, and moved with her. This kiss just may have been their most passionate one yet, leaving him breathless and full of lust.

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This wasn't the first time they've had sex after the children were born, but even after their wedding anniversary...Sonya couldn't recall the last time the air around them felt this heated.

Her arms slid around her shoulders as she deepened the kiss, her body pressing against his. She could nearly feel his heart beating against her.

When she pulled back, it was for lack of air, her blood suddenly hot and her legs around him were tense and gripping around him.

The smile she gave him seemed almost foreign-one she hadn't felt in such a long time.

"Happy New year, Hanzo."

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The moment felt so good and so right.

"Happy New Year Sonya," he replied with feeling as he looked up at her intently. Hanzo started having thoughts of what should happen next, and he slipped the tips of his fingers under the shoulder straps of his wife's gown. He knew she would be able to read the wordless question in his eyes.

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She did, and she had no problem encouraging him.

"And I was next going to ask if you wanted it here..or wait to the hotel?" Or both..it wasn't like they had to worry about paying for the limo.

The thought of doing something this kinky in a car made her feel young.

Sonya reached back, making like she was about to unzip the back of the dress. She was going to, but she thought she'd wait for Hanzo's answer.