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She licked at his lower lip, his mouth opening just enough to allow her to slip her tongue in to meet his, and she whimpered again. It was a soft and needy sound, something that ignited the blood in his veins and made his heart ache all at the same time.
There was everything wrong with what they were doing, really. They got on each other’s nerves like nobody’s business, the only one that irritated him half as much was Scott, and he was pretty sure the only person that got on her nerves more than he did was Ziggy. They worked together, and even if they didn’t, it’d probably be annoying to see her all day, every day if they were in a relationship, and really- shit, he couldn’t believe he was actually thinking about that. He was absolutely not giving any sort of credence to a relationship with freakin’ Dr. K. Just…no, nothing was right about that, at all. But…when her hands trailed down his bare chest, causing his fingers to twitch against her shoulders, it felt right, and not just in the physical sense. And thinking things like that was all manners of bad, so, so bad.
When he finally pulled away from the kiss, she was looking up at him with hazy, half-lidded eyes, and he couldn’t help but run a hand over her hair, “Do you really want this?”
She nodded, “Yes, I do, I want…everything.”
That was definitely not the answer she was supposed to give, he thought if he gave her this, she’d back off, be happy, leave it alone, but she was proving him otherwise, “Do you know what everything means?”
She narrowed her eyes, it didn’t matter how much she wanted him, and she did, she wouldn’t tolerate being treated like a child, “Yes, I’m well aware of what everything entails, I’m not some sheltered, innocent little woman, I know what I want, and I want you.”
He breathed out, slow and easy, barely believing his ears. Did she really mean what she said? Well, it helped a little that she was being her normal, constantly in a snit, know it all self, so there was that fact. She generally tended to get that way with him, and it was more than a slight relief to be dealing with that, rather than...that. He raised one hand from her shoulders to brush his fingers against her cheek, and she leaned into the touch, "I just...I don't want to-"
"You wouldn't be forcing me into anything, if that's what you're worried about," she rolled her eyes, "correct me if I'm wrong, but since when are you the gentle giant? Since when do you care?"
'Since it was you', but he'd be damned if he said that aloud, so he didn't, and instead rolled his own eyes in response to her, "Well then, I'll just stop asking, since it seems to bother you so much."
Her eyes softened a little then, "I appreciate the fact that you care, honestly, I do, but whatever this is, it isn't about...it's not about personal relationships or anything of the sort, I just want you, and that's all."
He wondered if her words were supposed to sting as much as they did. Fuck, if it were anybody else, he'd be happy with that arrangement, guilt-free, feeling-free, don't have to call you in the morning sex? That was a deal of a lifetime. But it was her, so it didn't make him happy at all, not even close, but again, he most certainly wasn't going to let her know that. So instead, he merely nodded, and smirked, "You're not going to see me complaining then."
She searched his eyes, as if she needed more than verbal confirmation, and he hoped his mask was a good one, “Okay.”
Apparently it was, if her lips against his meant anything. His hands finally fell away from her shoulders to the buttons of her shirt, his fingers nimble and slow, taking his time, savoring each moment, because who knew if he’d get this chance again? He wanted to laugh when he finally pushed her shirt off of her shoulders, she was wearing a simple, white sports bra and plain cotton panties. Well, what else could he have possibly expected? She was the kind of person that favored practicability over fanciful things. Of course underwear would be no different. When his lips traveled down to her neck, the moan she gave made him close his eyes, made him want to bottle that sound, keep it imprinted in his mind.
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“I suppose I can make the conclusion that you don’t want your lunch either.”
As usual, no response, and she barely resisted the urge to roll her eyes, instead she lowered her gaze down to the tray that held his food. She pulled off the cover that kept his food warm and made a face, “Well, I certainly can’t blame you for not wanting to eat this, it looks most…unappetizing.” And possibly inedible, too.
She mused over the food, a light frown on her face, what exactly was this stuff anyway? Chicken, maybe? And…spinach? Some sort of green vegetable anyway. No wonder Flynn stuck her with this job. There was hardly anything worth eating on the plate, just one thing, really, “At least this flavored gelatin looks worthy.”
She replaced the cover on the plate, and started to move away from his side, when he grasped her wrist, “Wait.”
The urge to tear away from his grasp was overwhelming, she wasn’t used to physical contact, but the fact that he had said anything at all to her kept her in place, “Yes?”
“The gelatin…what flavor is it?”
She raised an eyebrow, but removed the cover again and took a closer look, “It appears to be strawberry.”
“Let me have it.” His response was swift, and she frowned again, finally tugging her wrist away from his hand.
“Is that all you have to say? I believe there is another word people add when they wish to ask someone something.”
“Oh yeah, now,” he smirked, “and I wasn’t asking.”
Now, she was known for being a genius, she had graduated high school and college long ago, and was well on her way to her doctorate, and she already had a high-priced job. But the thing was, she was still just sixteen, and, well, she reacted like a sixteen-year-old, genius or not, “Look, I don’t know what’s wrong with you, and I really don’t care, but whatever it is doesn’t give you the right to act like a tactless Neanderthal!”
Whatever reaction she was expecting, it wasn’t his…laughter. “And just what is so amusing to you?”
He chuckled, shaking his head, “You are.”
She placed one hand on her hip, tilting her head to the side, and narrowing her eyes at him, she was pretty damn sure she could get away with some form of injury against him at this point, at least he was already at a hospital, “Please explain to me how I’m so funny to you.”
He finally quieted down, “You’ve been the only one who hasn’t run out of here, and the ones that don’t do that, won’t even look me in the eyes, they’re so scared of me.”
She scoffed, “You’re hardly anything to be afraid of.”
He snorted, “Tell that to everybody else.”
“Yes, well, just because you’re…misunderstood, doesn’t mean I like you.”
He raised his eyes to hers, smirking, “Feeling’s mutual, mind giving me that jell-o, now?”
“Well, what else was I supposed to do? Let you scare me away?” She brought him back to the present, with her ever present disbelief.
“Most people wouldn’t have even bothered.”
“I should think you’d realize by now that I’m not most people.”
“Yeah, figured that out the day I met you.”
And the title of the AU verse is the you can have everything verse. It will be awesome, totally epic and all that shit.
Bow down, mother fuckers.
♥ you all!
She licked at his lower lip, his mouth opening just enough to allow her to slip her tongue in to meet his, and she whimpered again. It was a soft and needy sound, something that ignited the blood in his veins and made his heart ache all at the same time.
There was everything wrong with what they were doing, really. They got on each other’s nerves like nobody’s business, the only one that irritated him half as much was Scott, and he was pretty sure the only person that got on her nerves more than he did was Ziggy. They worked together, and even if they didn’t, it’d probably be annoying to see her all day, every day if they were in a relationship, and really- shit, he couldn’t believe he was actually thinking about that. He was absolutely not giving any sort of credence to a relationship with freakin’ Dr. K. Just…no, nothing was right about that, at all. But…when her hands trailed down his bare chest, causing his fingers to twitch against her shoulders, it felt right, and not just in the physical sense. And thinking things like that was all manners of bad, so, so bad.
When he finally pulled away from the kiss, she was looking up at him with hazy, half-lidded eyes, and he couldn’t help but run a hand over her hair, “Do you really want this?”
She nodded, “Yes, I do, I want…everything.”
That was definitely not the answer she was supposed to give, he thought if he gave her this, she’d back off, be happy, leave it alone, but she was proving him otherwise, “Do you know what everything means?”
She narrowed her eyes, it didn’t matter how much she wanted him, and she did, she wouldn’t tolerate being treated like a child, “Yes, I’m well aware of what everything entails, I’m not some sheltered, innocent little woman, I know what I want, and I want you.”
He breathed out, slow and easy, barely believing his ears. Did she really mean what she said? Well, it helped a little that she was being her normal, constantly in a snit, know it all self, so there was that fact. She generally tended to get that way with him, and it was more than a slight relief to be dealing with that, rather than...that. He raised one hand from her shoulders to brush his fingers against her cheek, and she leaned into the touch, "I just...I don't want to-"
"You wouldn't be forcing me into anything, if that's what you're worried about," she rolled her eyes, "correct me if I'm wrong, but since when are you the gentle giant? Since when do you care?"
'Since it was you', but he'd be damned if he said that aloud, so he didn't, and instead rolled his own eyes in response to her, "Well then, I'll just stop asking, since it seems to bother you so much."
Her eyes softened a little then, "I appreciate the fact that you care, honestly, I do, but whatever this is, it isn't about...it's not about personal relationships or anything of the sort, I just want you, and that's all."
He wondered if her words were supposed to sting as much as they did. Fuck, if it were anybody else, he'd be happy with that arrangement, guilt-free, feeling-free, don't have to call you in the morning sex? That was a deal of a lifetime. But it was her, so it didn't make him happy at all, not even close, but again, he most certainly wasn't going to let her know that. So instead, he merely nodded, and smirked, "You're not going to see me complaining then."
She searched his eyes, as if she needed more than verbal confirmation, and he hoped his mask was a good one, “Okay.”
Apparently it was, if her lips against his meant anything. His hands finally fell away from her shoulders to the buttons of her shirt, his fingers nimble and slow, taking his time, savoring each moment, because who knew if he’d get this chance again? He wanted to laugh when he finally pushed her shirt off of her shoulders, she was wearing a simple, white sports bra and plain cotton panties. Well, what else could he have possibly expected? She was the kind of person that favored practicability over fanciful things. Of course underwear would be no different. When his lips traveled down to her neck, the moan she gave made him close his eyes, made him want to bottle that sound, keep it imprinted in his mind.
Okay, so it's not that much pr0n, but...it's better than nothing? SHUT UP IT IS! *STOMPS OFF!*
...*STOMPS BACK IN!* You can have another preview too, but only because I'm really nice.
“I suppose I can make the conclusion that you don’t want your lunch either.”
As usual, no response, and she barely resisted the urge to roll her eyes, instead she lowered her gaze down to the tray that held his food. She pulled off the cover that kept his food warm and made a face, “Well, I certainly can’t blame you for not wanting to eat this, it looks most…unappetizing.” And possibly inedible, too.
She mused over the food, a light frown on her face, what exactly was this stuff anyway? Chicken, maybe? And…spinach? Some sort of green vegetable anyway. No wonder Flynn stuck her with this job. There was hardly anything worth eating on the plate, just one thing, really, “At least this flavored gelatin looks worthy.”
She replaced the cover on the plate, and started to move away from his side, when he grasped her wrist, “Wait.”
The urge to tear away from his grasp was overwhelming, she wasn’t used to physical contact, but the fact that he had said anything at all to her kept her in place, “Yes?”
“The gelatin…what flavor is it?”
She raised an eyebrow, but removed the cover again and took a closer look, “It appears to be strawberry.”
“Let me have it.” His response was swift, and she frowned again, finally tugging her wrist away from his hand.
“Is that all you have to say? I believe there is another word people add when they wish to ask someone something.”
“Oh yeah, now,” he smirked, “and I wasn’t asking.”
Now, she was known for being a genius, she had graduated high school and college long ago, and was well on her way to her doctorate, and she already had a high-priced job. But the thing was, she was still just sixteen, and, well, she reacted like a sixteen-year-old, genius or not, “Look, I don’t know what’s wrong with you, and I really don’t care, but whatever it is doesn’t give you the right to act like a tactless Neanderthal!”
Whatever reaction she was expecting, it wasn’t his…laughter. “And just what is so amusing to you?”
He chuckled, shaking his head, “You are.”
She placed one hand on her hip, tilting her head to the side, and narrowing her eyes at him, she was pretty damn sure she could get away with some form of injury against him at this point, at least he was already at a hospital, “Please explain to me how I’m so funny to you.”
He finally quieted down, “You’ve been the only one who hasn’t run out of here, and the ones that don’t do that, won’t even look me in the eyes, they’re so scared of me.”
She scoffed, “You’re hardly anything to be afraid of.”
He snorted, “Tell that to everybody else.”
“Yes, well, just because you’re…misunderstood, doesn’t mean I like you.”
He raised his eyes to hers, smirking, “Feeling’s mutual, mind giving me that jell-o, now?”
“Well, what else was I supposed to do? Let you scare me away?” She brought him back to the present, with her ever present disbelief.
“Most people wouldn’t have even bothered.”
“I should think you’d realize by now that I’m not most people.”
“Yeah, figured that out the day I met you.”
And the title of the AU verse is the you can have everything verse. It will be awesome, totally epic and all that shit.
Bow down, mother fuckers.
♥ you all!