*tiptoes in* Rolled 11, but if it's not okay I can edit and re-rollstonecoldfrostNovember 4 2011, 10:20:25 UTC
[Emma had held back long enough. She could only watch the man bending over the hood of his car and not want to take advantage while they were the only two in the garage. These days it seemed like they couldn't catch two seconds alone, and Emma had never been dishonest about patience not being one of her virtues.
She did have at least one virtue, but respecting Scott's personal space today was not going to be one of them either. She came up behind him, grabbing his ass as she leaned over him to whisper in his ear.] Have I ever mentioned how well you fill out a pair of jeans, dear?
hee-hee, 11's just fine with him oneopticeyeNovember 4 2011, 11:44:37 UTC
[To work on one of his cars was one of Scott's many ways to relieve stress. For the last few days, people just seemed to be rubbing him the wrong way, and that was not something that sat well with him. The only person he could stand at the moment was Emma, who he hadn't heard come up behind him.
He stopped screwing in the spark plug, a grin pulling at his lips.] No, actually. I don't believe you have. [To think he still occasional felt mystified as to why such a drop-dead gorgeous telepath choice to be with him.]
You fill them out extremely well. Denim suits you just as much as the leather of your uniform. [She gave his ass another firm squeeze as she flicked her tongue against the shell of his ear and hummed in approval. Her other hand slid up under the front of his t-shirt, fingers splaying over his toned abdomen.]
Occasionally I do try and wear something other than white, so it's nice to know it has your approval. [She still wondered some days why he would even want to be with her, but she was glad he did. Glad that he could at least start to trust her these days.]
Hm-hmmm... [ He finished his work on the spark-plug, before turning to face her, still wearing a sly, yet at the same time, shy grin.] You look beautiful in everything, Emma. [ There, she has his approval for anything she wears now.
He kisses the corner of her mouth, and adds thoughtfully.] Of course, and this is just my opinion, but you look even better not wearing anything at all.
[She waited patiently even if she did content herself with exploring his torso with her fingertips and his ear with her tongue and mouth. She shifted when he did, moving to slide both her hands up under the back of his t-shirt as she leaned against him.] Mm, I'll remember that if I ever lose my mind and decide to wear something truly garish.
[Her eyes lit up with mischievousness as she looked into his glasses.] So far we have the garage to ourselves if that's your way of asking me to undress for you. Maybe we can christen the bonnet of your car?
[ Well now, here's the sad part. If she read his mind right now, she would see the many... strategies he was going over in his head. He's going to press a long kiss to her throat, while pulling her hands out from under his shirt.] Any other day, I'd love to. But I'm meeting Hellion and the Cuckoos in twenty minutes, and I'm pretty sure this is the last thing the girls want to see. [ And it's always a little awkward to have your students know what your sex life is like.]
[Emma actually pouted. Even as she nudged at his mind and saw his thoughts, she was still disappointed that there would be no adult fun about to occur. She recovered her senses though, schooling her expression as she clicked her tongue.] Sometimes I think my Cuckoos know more about our relationship than we do. Such a shame, though. Feels like far too long since I had you to myself.
Mm, you better. Or I'll be coming after your ass for an entirely different reason. [She stretched up to capture his mouth in a kiss, the hands he'd taken out from under his shirt moving back around to grab his ass for one last squeeze.] I look forward to tonight, dear.
[ Okay, it was needless to say the Cuckoos were going to have plenty to chatter about. Scott might be good at sorting through several things at once in his head, Emma has the effect of making things a little more difficult for him.] You're terrifying, and oh-so hard to resist, Emma. [God, did he love her for it.]
Like you'd really have me any other way. [She grinned as she nipped at his bottom lip, one hand leaving his ass to push up into his hair before she kissed him again. She was used to the Cuckoos chattering, though usually it was to express their disapproval of Emma's feelings for Scott. It was oddly amusing. She took a step back, finally releasing him as she pushed her fingers through her own hair.] And just so you know, I love you too, Scott.
[ It wasn't often they would say those words out-loud to eachother, so the sound of her uttering them is enough to bring a smile to his face. He turns to close the hood of his car, wiping his hands on a rag that he retrieved from his pocket.]
I should get going; the Cuckoos are probably early, and I have time to track down Hellion so he isn't late. [He leaned over to kiss her, running his hand down her cheek gently as he did so.]
[She gripped the front of his shirt, bunching it up in her fist to steal one more kiss before she really would let him go. It was true, they really didn't say those words out-loud often enough, but Emma always just assumed that it was implied in their actions. No one else seemed to understand why they were together, but she didn't care.
All that mattered was that Scott still wanted her. She bit down on her fingertip as she looked at him again, fighting back an urge to jump him and stop him going to the meeting.] Alright, but tonight you really will be all mine. Good luck with the meeting, dear.
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She did have at least one virtue, but respecting Scott's personal space today was not going to be one of them either. She came up behind him, grabbing his ass as she leaned over him to whisper in his ear.] Have I ever mentioned how well you fill out a pair of jeans, dear?
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He stopped screwing in the spark plug, a grin pulling at his lips.] No, actually. I don't believe you have. [To think he still occasional felt mystified as to why such a drop-dead gorgeous telepath choice to be with him.]
I could actually say the same too you.
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Occasionally I do try and wear something other than white, so it's nice to know it has your approval. [She still wondered some days why he would even want to be with her, but she was glad he did. Glad that he could at least start to trust her these days.]
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He kisses the corner of her mouth, and adds thoughtfully.] Of course, and this is just my opinion, but you look even better not wearing anything at all.
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[Her eyes lit up with mischievousness as she looked into his glasses.] So far we have the garage to ourselves if that's your way of asking me to undress for you. Maybe we can christen the bonnet of your car?
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I should get going; the Cuckoos are probably early, and I have time to track down Hellion so he isn't late. [He leaned over to kiss her, running his hand down her cheek gently as he did so.]
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All that mattered was that Scott still wanted her. She bit down on her fingertip as she looked at him again, fighting back an urge to jump him and stop him going to the meeting.] Alright, but tonight you really will be all mine. Good luck with the meeting, dear.
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