It's Luau Time
Who: Faith Lehane
When: Day 38, Night: The Luau
Where: Camp Crash II
Invited: Everyone
Status: Complete (action moved to another thread ( Read more... )
When: Day 38, Night: The Luau
Where: Camp Crash II
Invited: Everyone
Status: Complete (action moved to another thread ( Read more... )
Earlier she had dropped a heavy lai over Jon's head with the warning, "you're getting laid one way or the other tonight, mister."
She'd worked the croud as well, toting trays of fruit and fish hourderves, without crackers... palm leaf squares served as plates or bamboo speared fruit kabobs.
She passed the tray to Oona, who had Oorie dancing about her heels, so she could drag Jon off to the make shift dance floor.
"Looks like the magic is working." Molly grinned and indicated Daniel and his lap full of Faith.
"What did you do?" Jon looked somewhere between amused and suspicious.
"Just a little nature magic to encourage a bit more openess. Nothing that will cause anything to happen that the intended doesn't really want to. That would be harmful. Besides, I'm not the strongest caster. That's why I used plantstuffs to make the focus figures." Molly was grinning as well."
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"You've been a bad girl, Molly Green." Jon's admonishment failed to hit the mark due to the lopsided grin that made him look all the more boyish than he already appeared. He glanced at the tableau of Daniel and Faith, nodding his approval. If anyone needed to unwind it was Daniel; if anyone could help Daniel it was Faith and -
Just don't go there, Jon didn't allow himself to complete the chain of thoughts.
He distracted himself by focusing on Molly. The dance they did was simple, just really stepping to the beat of the music, his hands on her waist and her arms wrapped around him. It reminded Jon of a combination of those old middle school dances and the high school ones, and he also banished that thought immediately.
"So, nature magic, huh?" Jon quirked a grin. "Do I have to worry about you doing any of that nature dancing?" The teasing words brought a warm blush to his face, never mind the change in their relationship since then. Jon was still trying to wrap his mind around the age difference, and Molly had been nothing but patient. Still, her words and actions of late showed her patience was running a bit thin, and Jon didn't really blame her. Had their situations been reversed, he'd have run out patience and understanding as well.
Plus, his eighteen-year-old body and libido really could only battle with fifty years of experience for so long.
Youth was winning.
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"As for my being bad... blame it on Robin Goodfellow. He's a terrible influance on anyone. He also taught me that fetish magic. Not that I could use it before." She laughed, "Besides, who'se going to punish me? Especially if everyone's happy."
Molly shook her grass skirt with a flick of her hips, liking the rustling sound. "You're not too bad on the dance floor. Didn't think this was your kind of music, though. You seem more a Stones man."
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Jon tugged her gently closer. He leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "Did I mention that I like the skirt?"
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"I think the Beach Boys would be more appropriate out here. Although, Annette I'm not. Maybe Bob Marley. My hair would be improved by dreads. Nah. orange dreads would look... dreadful." Molly kept watching Jon's eyes. She liked the way they crinkled a bit at the corners when he smiled.
"Of course, you should see me Swing. I always loved swing music."
Oops, bad idea to remind him how old she was. She might be able to pass for seventeen or eighteen, her personality might be close to that age for humans most of the time, but she was much older. But then, he was older than he looked as well. And younger. And that whole line of thought was enough to give a headache.
"I also have a weakness for Aerosmith." She confessed. "Sweet Emotion and Dream on... two of the best. So be warned. Steve Tyler ever even winks at me I'd be off faster than you could say groupie. One of my Five, you know."
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