Dorm Corridors and Storage Closet, Tuesday Morning (NWS)
Seely was wandering down a corridor minding his own business when suddenly someone grabbed hold of his arm and he felt himself being yanked into the nearest dark closet.
Callisto
All plans for horrible, painful, revenge on idiot, bastard vampires momentarily forgotten, Callisto grinned like an idiot as she locked the door behind her, before pushing him back against the wall. "Hey you."
Seely Booth
Okay, an armful of leather-clad blonde was not what he was expecting. Especially one intent on sticking her tounge down his throat. "Hey...you. Um... I think you murphle-"
Callisto
"Missed you." Callisto nipped sharply at his lower lip, before bumping their noses together. "Doofus."
Seely Booth
Flailing internally because she just bit him, and who did that, Seely tried to think of an appropriate response. "That's...nice."
Callisto
Pouting, Callisto flicked his nose and started fiddling with his belt-buckle. "Only nice? I think we can do better than that."
Seely Booth
Seely opened his mouth to tell her that he really wasn't the guy she was looking for, really, but then there was a hand down his pants and what came out was more of a happy groan.
He was a teenager after all.
Callisto
Callisto laughed, nuzzling his cheek. "Missed that too. But since when did you start wearing underwear?"
Seely Booth
"I could stop wearing it? Like now?" Because suddenly less clothes in this scenario seemed like a really good idea to him.
Ladies first, because he was a gentleman like that.
Callisto
"And they say you never have any good ideas."
Callisto frowned at the unexpected warmth of the hands on her breasts, but quickly dismissed it because of what they were doing.
Seely Booth
Seely staggered a little as she wrapped her legs around his waist, a situation not helped by the fact his trousers were still tangled around his ankles, but luckily there was a nearby wall to hold her up against.
Callisto
Callisto rocked her hips against his, then grimaced slightly. "Okay, no more boxers."
Now to make that statement true.
Seely Booth
Seely closed his eyes and gave another happy little groan as he got a repeat of the hand down the pants. Only without the pants, or hands for that matter.
Then he remembered something important. "Uh... protection?"
Callisto
"Mrrmph?"
Seely Booth
Seely blinked and tried to regain his train of thought. "Protection. We should. Pants. Back pocket."
Callisto
"Protection, huh?" Callisto grinned. "If I'd known you were bringing handcuffs I'd have gotten changed into the nun costume."
Seely Booth
"Nun costume?"
And suddenly the urgent need for protection... wasn't.
Callisto
Callisto stared. "Okay...I'm good but not that good."
Seely Booth
"Sorry...just got a little..." This might have come across as more sincere if he didn't have a doofy grin on his face.
Callisto
"Well, I suppose every guy has a hair trigger occasionally," Callisto said slowly, standing she could nuzzle his neck. "Guess we'll just have to wait a little so I can have my tu-" she broke off as she finally registered the heartbeat and body temperature.
"Angel?"
Seely Booth
"Nun-uh, Seely. That feels nice," Seely grinned, completely unaware of his current peril.
Callisto
Callisto brought her knee up sharply between his legs.
Seely Booth
For the second time in as many days, Seely curled up whimpering.
Callisto
"I don't know who you think you are," Callisto hissed. "But that hair trigger of yours is the only thing saving you from eunuch-hood."
Then she punched him.
Seely Booth
When Seely regained consciousness, she was gone.
As were his clothes.
[ooc: preplayed with myself psycho_barbie. Cal is gone, but poor Seely is open for interaction]
Callisto
All plans for horrible, painful, revenge on idiot, bastard vampires momentarily forgotten, Callisto grinned like an idiot as she locked the door behind her, before pushing him back against the wall. "Hey you."
Seely Booth
Okay, an armful of leather-clad blonde was not what he was expecting. Especially one intent on sticking her tounge down his throat. "Hey...you. Um... I think you murphle-"
Callisto
"Missed you." Callisto nipped sharply at his lower lip, before bumping their noses together. "Doofus."
Seely Booth
Flailing internally because she just bit him, and who did that, Seely tried to think of an appropriate response. "That's...nice."
Callisto
Pouting, Callisto flicked his nose and started fiddling with his belt-buckle. "Only nice? I think we can do better than that."
Seely Booth
Seely opened his mouth to tell her that he really wasn't the guy she was looking for, really, but then there was a hand down his pants and what came out was more of a happy groan.
He was a teenager after all.
Callisto
Callisto laughed, nuzzling his cheek. "Missed that too. But since when did you start wearing underwear?"
Seely Booth
"I could stop wearing it? Like now?" Because suddenly less clothes in this scenario seemed like a really good idea to him.
Ladies first, because he was a gentleman like that.
Callisto
"And they say you never have any good ideas."
Callisto frowned at the unexpected warmth of the hands on her breasts, but quickly dismissed it because of what they were doing.
Seely Booth
Seely staggered a little as she wrapped her legs around his waist, a situation not helped by the fact his trousers were still tangled around his ankles, but luckily there was a nearby wall to hold her up against.
Callisto
Callisto rocked her hips against his, then grimaced slightly. "Okay, no more boxers."
Now to make that statement true.
Seely Booth
Seely closed his eyes and gave another happy little groan as he got a repeat of the hand down the pants. Only without the pants, or hands for that matter.
Then he remembered something important. "Uh... protection?"
Callisto
"Mrrmph?"
Seely Booth
Seely blinked and tried to regain his train of thought. "Protection. We should. Pants. Back pocket."
Callisto
"Protection, huh?" Callisto grinned. "If I'd known you were bringing handcuffs I'd have gotten changed into the nun costume."
Seely Booth
"Nun costume?"
And suddenly the urgent need for protection... wasn't.
Callisto
Callisto stared. "Okay...I'm good but not that good."
Seely Booth
"Sorry...just got a little..." This might have come across as more sincere if he didn't have a doofy grin on his face.
Callisto
"Well, I suppose every guy has a hair trigger occasionally," Callisto said slowly, standing she could nuzzle his neck. "Guess we'll just have to wait a little so I can have my tu-" she broke off as she finally registered the heartbeat and body temperature.
"Angel?"
Seely Booth
"Nun-uh, Seely. That feels nice," Seely grinned, completely unaware of his current peril.
Callisto
Callisto brought her knee up sharply between his legs.
Seely Booth
For the second time in as many days, Seely curled up whimpering.
Callisto
"I don't know who you think you are," Callisto hissed. "But that hair trigger of yours is the only thing saving you from eunuch-hood."
Then she punched him.
Seely Booth
When Seely regained consciousness, she was gone.
As were his clothes.
[ooc: preplayed with myself psycho_barbie. Cal is gone, but poor Seely is open for interaction]