24 Fic: Nice Like That - Hugs and Cuddles 7/20 (Tony/Michelle)
Title: Nice Like That
Fandom: 24
Characters: Michelle Dessler/Tony Almeida
Prompt: Hugs and Cuddles #07. For Warmth
Word Count:372
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Things never seem to go as Tony plans, but he's pretty nice anyway.
Author's Notes: Sorry for the short break I took from posting. This past weekend was pretty hairy for me. I'll try to be better from here on out! Thank you again to everyone for reading and commenting, and I'll reply to all your comments as soon as I can!
Damn it, this was not how he'd expected the night to go. When they'd been sent to the conference together, he'd had visions of sneaking out of the fancy dinners and taking her back to their suite to peel whatever slinky, sexy dress she was wearing from her body. He'd had visions of spending all night long wrapped up in each other, tangled in sinfully expensive sheets.
Instead, they were standing out in the cold, pouring rain in their formal clothes, watching smoke billow out of one side of the hotel - not their side, thankfully. It was definitely not the romantic night he'd been planning. At this point he just hoped their stuff would survive the dousing it was getting from the sprinklers. Having a wet computer would only make Michelle unhappy, and an unhappy Michelle meant there was no lovin' to be had.
Not that she looked much happier right now. The hair that'd teased the edges of her cheeks all night was hanging limply in her face now, and he watched her rub her hands up and down her arms. She was getting wet and she was cold.
"C'mere, sweetheart." He was already pulling her in, wrapping his arms around her shoulders. She came willingly, arms burrowing underneath his jacket to press against his back.
Oh that was nice. She was warm, despite her shivering. Maybe he was a little cold, too. At least now they could wrap around each other, even if it wasn't in the fun, dirty way he'd hoped for.
He felt her sigh against him and nodded. "I know. Only us, huh? You think maybe we're cursed?"
"Mmm, I'm starting to wonder." She squeezed him gently, lips moving closer to his jaw. "Tell me again how long your family's been in Chicago?"
"Uhh, since my parents were kids. Why?"
He felt her grin against his chin. "Just checking to see if you're part of the Cubs curse, too. That could really explain a lot if you think about i- Tony!"
"Cute, Michelle." His gentle caress became a tickle, because she deserved it for that crack. He was not part of that curse. "Real cute."
But he pulled her closer anyway. He was just nice like that.
Fandom: 24
Characters: Michelle Dessler/Tony Almeida
Prompt: Hugs and Cuddles #07. For Warmth
Word Count:372
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Things never seem to go as Tony plans, but he's pretty nice anyway.
Author's Notes: Sorry for the short break I took from posting. This past weekend was pretty hairy for me. I'll try to be better from here on out! Thank you again to everyone for reading and commenting, and I'll reply to all your comments as soon as I can!
Damn it, this was not how he'd expected the night to go. When they'd been sent to the conference together, he'd had visions of sneaking out of the fancy dinners and taking her back to their suite to peel whatever slinky, sexy dress she was wearing from her body. He'd had visions of spending all night long wrapped up in each other, tangled in sinfully expensive sheets.
Instead, they were standing out in the cold, pouring rain in their formal clothes, watching smoke billow out of one side of the hotel - not their side, thankfully. It was definitely not the romantic night he'd been planning. At this point he just hoped their stuff would survive the dousing it was getting from the sprinklers. Having a wet computer would only make Michelle unhappy, and an unhappy Michelle meant there was no lovin' to be had.
Not that she looked much happier right now. The hair that'd teased the edges of her cheeks all night was hanging limply in her face now, and he watched her rub her hands up and down her arms. She was getting wet and she was cold.
"C'mere, sweetheart." He was already pulling her in, wrapping his arms around her shoulders. She came willingly, arms burrowing underneath his jacket to press against his back.
Oh that was nice. She was warm, despite her shivering. Maybe he was a little cold, too. At least now they could wrap around each other, even if it wasn't in the fun, dirty way he'd hoped for.
He felt her sigh against him and nodded. "I know. Only us, huh? You think maybe we're cursed?"
"Mmm, I'm starting to wonder." She squeezed him gently, lips moving closer to his jaw. "Tell me again how long your family's been in Chicago?"
"Uhh, since my parents were kids. Why?"
He felt her grin against his chin. "Just checking to see if you're part of the Cubs curse, too. That could really explain a lot if you think about i- Tony!"
"Cute, Michelle." His gentle caress became a tickle, because she deserved it for that crack. He was not part of that curse. "Real cute."
But he pulled her closer anyway. He was just nice like that.