OOM: It can Happen To You

[originalmarvel]

His room was lit by candles, there were flowers everywhere, and insense as well.

He sat in a seat and waited to see if she would come. He wore a well-fit dress suit and music played from a small cd player he had managed to get. He was nervous but he knew exactly what he wanted and he was ready.

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[i_spoiled_it]

She'd always come if he called. Footsteps on the stairs, light, anxious, and then a tentative knock on the door. She's never been to his room before. It better be the right one.

Waiting, she smooths her dress over her hips, and pats her hair back into place. It's swept up in a chignon, to complement the formality of the dress; he said dress up, so she has. Pink, swishy, and she's wearing long jewelled earrings and the silver bracelet he gave her. He said dress up. She thinks she knows what he's got in mind.

Unless I need to talk to you meant I've changed my mind, I'm dumping you. But why would he want her to dress up for that? She doesn't bite her lip; it'd ruin her lipstick. But it's a near thing.

[originalmarvel]

He smiles as he opens his door and sees her.

"Wow...come in, please..."

The room glows in cadnlelight, and ropepetals are on the sofa.

[i_spoiled_it]

Steph blinks, and looks around, and giggles. "Oooh. Well, that relieves one worry I had." She takes his hands and leans up to kiss him. "This is totally cliché, you know."

[originalmarvel]

he blushes and almost stumbles across a remote that slid out of view.

"Ah... it is?"

he looks worried for a moment.

[i_spoiled_it]

"Yup. Doesn't mean I don't like it." She grins at him warmly.

[originalmarvel]

"ohhh."

He blushes.

"I was worried you... might not."

he chuckles.

"Kinda nervous... but... I want you, Stephanie."

He leans in and kisses her, shivering slightly, but his passion real. His arms go around her and he grins into the kiss.

[i_spoiled_it]

Steph giggles. ::I figured. But look - um. You're totally sure about this, right? Like, one hundred percent?::

Mmm, dress suit. It looks good on him. Feels good under roaming hands, too.

[originalmarvel]

He grins at her and kisses her, hands roaming over her in that dress...

::Yes. I spent a lot of time thinking and I was almost ready this week... then I spent some time talking to a friend, Molly... and that sank it. I love you and I want to be with you and... I dont think ther is any reason to wait any longer... you are the one I want...you just... have to be patient with me. I have never done anything before...::

He is blushing.

[i_spoiled_it]

Steph smiles.

"Any time you want to stop, you say. Otherwise ... I reckon you'll manage, all right."

::You certainly seem to have the instincts.:: She beams, and moves her hands around to his jacket, sliding her hands under the front of it. ::And even if it doesn't work out tonight, that doesn't matter, not even a little bit. Sex is awesome, but it's not the be-all and end-all, you know? It's just an extra level.::

[originalmarvel]

::I just want to.. to be with you and try?:: he grins and gently pokes her.

"Care to dance?"

[i_spoiled_it]

"I'd love to," Steph says, and then giggles. "What sort of dancing? Cos, y'know, I can just about mosh, but anything else you'll have to lead."

[originalmarvel]

He laughs but nods.

"Just a waltz? I ah... have been learning."

::For you.::

He steps back and hit a button on the cd player and flinches as Anthrax comes on, he stabs it several times and finally silences that. With burning cheeks he manages to get a waltz on and turns back to her.

"Ahmmmm, dance?"

[i_spoiled_it]

Steph isn't laughing. It's very noble of her, really. She offers him her hands, solemnly.

"...I think I remember this one."

[originalmarvel]

It is most noble of her. As he takes her hands, it is rewarded with an extremely hot kiss.

Then the dance. He leads her into it and enjoys watching her. He grins at her face, looking so pretty and almost trips, but doesnt. His grace is there, even when he is entranced by her.

In her arms, everything seems so simple and right.

[i_spoiled_it]

She does remember it; not too hard. It brings to mind the cave floor, and Alfred clapping the beat while Batman taught her the steps. High society sheltered criminals more often than not; she had to be able to look at home anywhere. Perfection wasn't expected. Competence was. It was all very dry and cold; training, not fun.

This, with Billy, by candlelight - this is something very, very different.

[originalmarvel]

He isnt sure what he expected here, but this isnt it. This is more magical than he could hav dreamed. So he kisses her again, and when the song ends he bows to her and smiles.

"Gods, Steph, my God... you look beautiful..."

He is slightly breathless, as much because of how she makes him feel as because of the dance.