This is a mistake

[kingoftheweevil]

Who: Owen and Tosh
What: The date
When: Monday evening, Owen swings by her place to pick her up.
Status: Complete.
Rating: R. For sexins.

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[geniustoshiko]

For as often as she had hoped this moment might happen, Tosh had never really let herself imagine it in too much detail, figuring that- in case it ever did- she wouldn't be disappointed by her fantasies.

Now that Owen was here, though- kneeling before her, half-dressed, and removing her boots- Tosh knew that anything she might have imagined would not have even come close to what she was feeling right now.

She didn't take her eyes from him for a moment, and as soon as her shoes were off she leaned down, threading her right hand through his hair and drawing his face towards her for another kiss.

[kingoftheweevil]

It was no great secret that Owen fantasized. Him and Suzie. Him and Gwen. Gwen and Suzie. And yes, occasionally the naughty thought did include Tosh, but never like this. Never so intimate. So close. So perseveringly romantic.

She kissed him and he took the opportunity to slide the forgotten shirt off his shoulders. Fingers ghosting over her collarbones, Owen pushed the unwrapped dress down her arms, her bare skin feeling pale and softer than he imagined under his fingers.

He guided her onto her back with an insistent kiss and a urging hand on her waist, himself moving atop the bed with a knee on either side of her, still wearing pants but of the notion that he wouldn't be for much longer.

[geniustoshiko]

Though it was clear to both of them that Owen was going to be the dominant one in all this, Tosh was by no means being passive. She kissed him back with equal fervor, her hands running over his arms and shoulders (though she was avoiding the gaping scar on his chest).

And though her focus was on Owen, her brain couldn't help but flash back to the last time she'd been with someone- Tommy. The two men couldn't be more different, and though Tosh had enjoyed Tommy's sweetness, she was finding that Owen's more forceful approach was exciting her even more.

[kingoftheweevil]

The only thought that repeated itself over and over in his mind was his regret at not having her sooner, the heat of passion and something similar to love clouding his sense. One hand pulled at the neatly-made corner of the bed, halfway undone until he suddenly stopped and broke the kiss to look at her.

Don't let me damage you.

"Are you sure?" It was as belated question as Owen touched her face gently before his hand slid away to cup over her bra. But he was serious, the concern written in his eyes. Tosh spelled perfection, every line of her encrypted purity and Owen couldn't know that he wouldn't destroy it.

[geniustoshiko]

When Owen broke away, Tosh wasn't sure quite what he was doing. When she opened her eyes to look, though, it was to see Owen looking more than a little worried.

At his question, Tosh had her first inklings of doubt, frowning a little.

"Aren't you?" she asked, her eyes suddenly wide with worry.

[kingoftheweevil]

He looked away, eyes flickering away for only a moment. What was he doing? Owen was always sure. A part of Owen was still sure. His fingers curled tighter on the comforter as he fought for words.

"I just -- " He rested his forehead against Tosh's shoulder. "I don't want to make you -- I mean -- there's so much...I -- " This was harder to say than he thought it would be. "I can't hurt you."

[geniustoshiko]

Somehow, his fears of hurting her almost hurt more than the cruel things he'd said when he first arrived in town.

Moving a hand to his shoulder, Tosh pushed Owen up a bit, so she could sit up a little more and look him in the eye.

"I'm a big girl, Owen," Tosh said, the usual calm coolness creeping back into her tone. "I know what could happen."

[kingoftheweevil]

"I don't -- " He sat back, the bitterness in her voice hurting more than it should as his hand slid away to take her fingers. "I don't mean it like that," Owen said quietly. "Tosh, I don't want to -- I hurt people. Everyone I've ever -- "

He stopped himself because it was revealing too much of the man inside. "You're different." The words were spoken so quietly he didn't think he'd said them out loud, the only evidence of them being the featherlight squeeze of her hand in his.

[geniustoshiko]

Tosh had never seen Owen like this, and she wasn't entirely sure what to think. She'd always thought that there was more to him than his gruff, sarcastic exterior, but actually being faced with the reality seemed to be somewhat confusing for her.

Owen's words were amazing, though- everything Tosh had ever wanted to hear from him.

"And you're amazing," Tosh murmured, not doing a very good job of trying to hide the fact that her voice was wavering.

[kingoftheweevil]

The last time Owen had opened himself like this, Diane had been lying beside him and he would have done anything to get her to stay. Tosh wasn't going anywhere, not if he could help it.

When he said he didn't want to miss this chance again, he meant it.

"Yeah. But we both knew that already." He smiled a bit and pulled at the blanket to wrap it around the both of them, tenderly pressing his mouth to the corner of hers.