Was then that I realized that forever was in your eyes
Title: The Boyfriend Test
Fandom:Lostr
Pairing: Ian Somerhalder/Maggie Grace, cameos from various lost cast members
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Never happened, not even once.
Requested By:msmith4815
Note: Hope you like it, may be a teeeny bit extra fluffy.
Maggie was bored. Deathly bored, in fact. There was only so much tranquility one person could take, well as tranquil as staring at a mangled up hunk of half a plane could be anyway. So, she was people watching. It was the first acting exercise she’d ever learned, and it was soon turning into her favorite way to pass the time.
Yunjin was currently having a deep heart to heart with Matt, something about perfecting her golf swing. Jorge and Dom were currently pestering Em, who despite her exaggerated sighs and eye rolls, was probably loving it. Most of this stuff, while amusing, had become so very routine.
Of course, there was one key player missing, and it wasn’t Josh (who was having a very loud, and very mushy talk with the wife on his cell), or Harold, or even Evi. It was Ian, and he was nowhere to be found.
“Hey, have you seen Ian?” she asked Josh, taking the current lull in conversation as a sign that it was finally over.
Josh sighed, covering the receiver with his hand. “Sorry, sticks. Haven’t seen him. Try his trailer?”
Maggie mouthed out a very grateful “thanks” before starting toward the trailers. That little sticks comment could be overlooked… for now.
She gently rapped on his door, hearing the rustling of papers, probably a script before he yelled, “It’s open!”
She walked in, and couldn’t help but grin at the sight before her. Ian was eating a salad of all things, and not just any salad, one of those organic deals with strawberries and oranges mixed in with your average rabbit food.
“Something funny, Mags?” he asked, looking up from his script. Lunch and work, he always was a multitasker.
“Oh nothing, just amazed that you eat more chick food than me.”
“Very funny. I would lie and say the delivery guy sent the wrong thing but, it’s pretty good. Want a bite?”
“I’m good, thanks. There is something I want…”
Ian grinned. “Does this something give me enough time to get me on set in ten minutes?”
“Maybe…” She grinned before walking over and kissing him, gently parting his lips with her tongue. Ian grinned against her lips before pulling her down into his lap, parting her lips and stroking her tongue. Maggie deepened the kiss, sliding her fingers into his hair just as he shifted his hips up.
“Mmm… wait just a minute there, cowboy. We only have ten minutes, remember?”
“You started it,” he pouted. “You always start it.”
“Well, I’m an evil little vixen, but I’m more than willing to make it up to you.”
He smiled, tucking her hair behind her ears before kissing the corner of her mouth. “Oh? And does this fabulous plan involve you naked and moaning?”
“Well… not technically. But you will have me all to yourself.”
“Just how I like it.”
“Exactly,” she replied, getting up. “Meet me at my place at around eight?”
“You bet.”
Ian showed up on time, sure, he was breaking the former male model code by showing up late, but curiosity had definitely got the better of him. Maggie grinned, kissing his cheek.
“Just in time! I literally just got back from Blockbuster.”
“Blockbuster?” he repeated, confused.
“Yeah, figured a movie night would be a nice change of pace, don’t you think?”
“Well, yeah. I mean, I guess.”
Maggie giggled. “Oh, come on, Ian! We can’t have hot sex all the time, and if it helps, I’m performing a very important test here.”
“Test!?” he sputtered. “So you invited me over to be a lab rat?”
“Don’t be overdramatic.”
“I haven’t studied!”
“Relax,” she said soothingly. “Besides, we’re watching the best movie ever.”
“Bring it On?” he tried hopefully.
“Nice try. Nope, The Notebook.”
Ian groaned. “Maggie! No way!”
“What? You don’t like it?”
“Never seen it, but that’s not the point!”
“Well how can you say no when you haven’t seen it,” she pouted. “What’s this brilliant point of yours anyway?”
“It’s just…every guy I know has been forced to watch it at some time or another and I refuse.”
“Fine, have it your way,” she sighed.
“Thanks, Maggie,” he said gratefully. “Besides, I see another movie over there.” He pointed to the small stack of DVDs on the table. “We can watch that, right?”
“We can. I mean, I rented one of my other favorite movies and I know you’re gonna like it. I mean, you kinda have to.”
“I’m sure I will,” he said quickly. “What is it?”
“The Rules of Attraction,” she answered, maintaining a perfectly straight face. “That scene with Paul and Sean happens to be one of my favorite ones.”
“No fucking way…”
“So, was James a good kisser?” she asked innocently.
“Just put the damn Notebook in,” he grumbled, plopping down on the couch.
She giggled, sitting next to him and pressing a kiss to his temple. “You’ll like it, I swear.”
“Well, at least Rachel is hot.”
“I’m gonna ignore the fact that you just said that to me, and I’m not even gonna smack you if you just shut up and watch it.”
Ian listened, sighing and watching the film for awhile, frowning. “Wait a sec, so they’re breaking up!?”
“Uh huh. Might be why Allie just asked if Noah was really breaking up with her,” Maggie answered calmly.
“But, why?”
“Didn’t you just watched that whole scene!? The parents are morons.”
“Oh,” he said softly, turning back to the TV.
Maggie grinned, happy not to hear a peep from Ian until the infamous rain kiss.
“Yeah, that’s realistic,” he snorted.
“So you’ve never been kissed like that?”
“Nope, never. Kiss me like that, now.”
“Nice try!” She laughed, smacking him with a pillow. “Now shut up and watch the porn.”
His eyes widened. “Whoa, wall sex! Hey wait a sec, what about Cyclops?”
“Cyclops?”
“The fiancé,” he said simply. “He’s Cyclops in the X-Men movies.”
“Who cares!? True love here, he’s cute but, she wants scruffy hotness.”
“Suppose you’re right.”
The pair enjoyed more comfortable silence until the credits rolled and Maggie sniffled, reaching over to turn on the lights.
“Oh no, it’s fine in the dark,” Ian said quickly.
She smiled a little. “Ian, are you crying?”
“It’s dust, Mags!”
Her smile widened and she wiped two telltale tears off his cheeks. “You passed.”
Fandom:Lostr
Pairing: Ian Somerhalder/Maggie Grace, cameos from various lost cast members
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Never happened, not even once.
Requested By:msmith4815
Note: Hope you like it, may be a teeeny bit extra fluffy.
Maggie was bored. Deathly bored, in fact. There was only so much tranquility one person could take, well as tranquil as staring at a mangled up hunk of half a plane could be anyway. So, she was people watching. It was the first acting exercise she’d ever learned, and it was soon turning into her favorite way to pass the time.
Yunjin was currently having a deep heart to heart with Matt, something about perfecting her golf swing. Jorge and Dom were currently pestering Em, who despite her exaggerated sighs and eye rolls, was probably loving it. Most of this stuff, while amusing, had become so very routine.
Of course, there was one key player missing, and it wasn’t Josh (who was having a very loud, and very mushy talk with the wife on his cell), or Harold, or even Evi. It was Ian, and he was nowhere to be found.
“Hey, have you seen Ian?” she asked Josh, taking the current lull in conversation as a sign that it was finally over.
Josh sighed, covering the receiver with his hand. “Sorry, sticks. Haven’t seen him. Try his trailer?”
Maggie mouthed out a very grateful “thanks” before starting toward the trailers. That little sticks comment could be overlooked… for now.
She gently rapped on his door, hearing the rustling of papers, probably a script before he yelled, “It’s open!”
She walked in, and couldn’t help but grin at the sight before her. Ian was eating a salad of all things, and not just any salad, one of those organic deals with strawberries and oranges mixed in with your average rabbit food.
“Something funny, Mags?” he asked, looking up from his script. Lunch and work, he always was a multitasker.
“Oh nothing, just amazed that you eat more chick food than me.”
“Very funny. I would lie and say the delivery guy sent the wrong thing but, it’s pretty good. Want a bite?”
“I’m good, thanks. There is something I want…”
Ian grinned. “Does this something give me enough time to get me on set in ten minutes?”
“Maybe…” She grinned before walking over and kissing him, gently parting his lips with her tongue. Ian grinned against her lips before pulling her down into his lap, parting her lips and stroking her tongue. Maggie deepened the kiss, sliding her fingers into his hair just as he shifted his hips up.
“Mmm… wait just a minute there, cowboy. We only have ten minutes, remember?”
“You started it,” he pouted. “You always start it.”
“Well, I’m an evil little vixen, but I’m more than willing to make it up to you.”
He smiled, tucking her hair behind her ears before kissing the corner of her mouth. “Oh? And does this fabulous plan involve you naked and moaning?”
“Well… not technically. But you will have me all to yourself.”
“Just how I like it.”
“Exactly,” she replied, getting up. “Meet me at my place at around eight?”
“You bet.”
Ian showed up on time, sure, he was breaking the former male model code by showing up late, but curiosity had definitely got the better of him. Maggie grinned, kissing his cheek.
“Just in time! I literally just got back from Blockbuster.”
“Blockbuster?” he repeated, confused.
“Yeah, figured a movie night would be a nice change of pace, don’t you think?”
“Well, yeah. I mean, I guess.”
Maggie giggled. “Oh, come on, Ian! We can’t have hot sex all the time, and if it helps, I’m performing a very important test here.”
“Test!?” he sputtered. “So you invited me over to be a lab rat?”
“Don’t be overdramatic.”
“I haven’t studied!”
“Relax,” she said soothingly. “Besides, we’re watching the best movie ever.”
“Bring it On?” he tried hopefully.
“Nice try. Nope, The Notebook.”
Ian groaned. “Maggie! No way!”
“What? You don’t like it?”
“Never seen it, but that’s not the point!”
“Well how can you say no when you haven’t seen it,” she pouted. “What’s this brilliant point of yours anyway?”
“It’s just…every guy I know has been forced to watch it at some time or another and I refuse.”
“Fine, have it your way,” she sighed.
“Thanks, Maggie,” he said gratefully. “Besides, I see another movie over there.” He pointed to the small stack of DVDs on the table. “We can watch that, right?”
“We can. I mean, I rented one of my other favorite movies and I know you’re gonna like it. I mean, you kinda have to.”
“I’m sure I will,” he said quickly. “What is it?”
“The Rules of Attraction,” she answered, maintaining a perfectly straight face. “That scene with Paul and Sean happens to be one of my favorite ones.”
“No fucking way…”
“So, was James a good kisser?” she asked innocently.
“Just put the damn Notebook in,” he grumbled, plopping down on the couch.
She giggled, sitting next to him and pressing a kiss to his temple. “You’ll like it, I swear.”
“Well, at least Rachel is hot.”
“I’m gonna ignore the fact that you just said that to me, and I’m not even gonna smack you if you just shut up and watch it.”
Ian listened, sighing and watching the film for awhile, frowning. “Wait a sec, so they’re breaking up!?”
“Uh huh. Might be why Allie just asked if Noah was really breaking up with her,” Maggie answered calmly.
“But, why?”
“Didn’t you just watched that whole scene!? The parents are morons.”
“Oh,” he said softly, turning back to the TV.
Maggie grinned, happy not to hear a peep from Ian until the infamous rain kiss.
“Yeah, that’s realistic,” he snorted.
“So you’ve never been kissed like that?”
“Nope, never. Kiss me like that, now.”
“Nice try!” She laughed, smacking him with a pillow. “Now shut up and watch the porn.”
His eyes widened. “Whoa, wall sex! Hey wait a sec, what about Cyclops?”
“Cyclops?”
“The fiancé,” he said simply. “He’s Cyclops in the X-Men movies.”
“Who cares!? True love here, he’s cute but, she wants scruffy hotness.”
“Suppose you’re right.”
The pair enjoyed more comfortable silence until the credits rolled and Maggie sniffled, reaching over to turn on the lights.
“Oh no, it’s fine in the dark,” Ian said quickly.
She smiled a little. “Ian, are you crying?”
“It’s dust, Mags!”
Her smile widened and she wiped two telltale tears off his cheeks. “You passed.”