Patience Kowalski (eternalpatience) wrote in btvsal, @ 2010-03-01 10:46:00 |
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Entry tags: | pat mcconnell, patience kowalski, place: la |
Finding Happiness
Who: Patience and Patrick
Where: Avarice
When: Saturday Night, Feb. 27th
It'd been a couple of nights since anyone had heard from Ash, and while Pat was honestly at his wit's end with the kid, he knew how hard it was hitting Patience, even if she didn't like to admit it. So he'd brought the blonde to Avarice for the evening, to keep her entertained. Hell, the mix of good music, flirting, PDA's, and ragging on Ben should be enough to keep her occupied for one night, right? He reached over the table to stroke her cheek sweetly. "Having a good time, babe?"
Patience smirked and nodded, "Always." She actually was having a good time, bopping a little in her seat to the beat of the music. He'd chosen a good distraction, that was for sure. She was wearing a plaid miniskirt with a black tight-fitting tank-top – since hey, might as well flaunt it while she's still got it. She kissed the underside of his jaw sweetly, "You?"
He took a second or two to think about that, before moving his head slightly to kiss her on the lips. "Hm. Lemme see here: I'm spending time with the single HOTTEST woman I've ever known, in a place where every man and likely some of the women can look at me and be green with envy, and I'm seeing you all glowy and with-child... and thinkin' back to how ya GOT that way. All in all? A wonderful evening."
God, he really knew how to melt her heart, didn't he? She grinned and leaned into him, pulling one of his arms around her shoulder. It was kind of fun being here and not working... but kind of pathetic as well, since she was just pouring her money back into the place. "Pretty soon, I won't be able to work," she said, a thoughtful frown on her face. Poor girl clearly didn't want to stay stagnant for too long, even if it was better for her health and the health of the baby that she stayed off her feet.
"Yes, but!" He said with a jovial laugh, "You'll be giving up work for a few months so that you can bring the next magnificent generation of McConnell men into the world. For that? Some sacrifice is acceptable."
She gave him a playful shove and rolled her eyes, "Smart ass. I guess that means that you'll have to find non-sexy ways to help me occupy my time..." She smirked.
"Hey now...." Leave it to Pat to have thought of this. Seriously. "Just because we can't have actual INTERCOURSE doesn't mean no sexytimes, you know... I'm sure our overactive imaginations can think of other ways to amuse ourselves." Now of course, he wasn't gonna say the obvious: 'Ive been through this before, ways ARE possible', so... yeah.
Yes, tact was a very good thing now, wasn't it? She smirked at him cheekily, "I’m sure we can..." God, how terrible was it that she just wanted to drag him home and do awful awful things to him? Well... maybe terrible was the wrong word to use. "Thanks... for taking me out tonight."
"Anytime, baby. I love you. Granted, you know that. But still... you're my world, forever and always. You have been since our first kiss." And the other things that happened that night, but still. Being romantic here! "Any chance of getting you out on the dance floor? Showing these lame kids how it's done?"
"You know, I was just thinking that..." She laughed and stood up, offering her hand to him with a snarky little grin. "It’s a pity Gwen isn't here. She'd just about have a field day."
"Well hey... I've TOLD you to invite her over...." Oh, of course he had impure motives there. But like she didn't completely share them? Please.
"Well, maaaaaybe I’ll do it soon. Before I get too round, and it gets a little ... difficult," she smirked, practically dragging him onto the dance floor.
"Jackpot!" Pat exclaimed with a grin as she started to drag him. Ok, as he LET himself be dragged. Because face it, he was easily twice her size. He set his hands at her hips, holding her from behind as they started to sway to the music. "You look so damned good tonight, love..."
"Good enough to eat?" She grinned and tossed her hair over her shoulder as she rubbed back against him, swaying in perfect rhythm to the music.
"As always, you're even more gutterminded than I am..." He chuckled, nipping playfully at the side of her neck. "Note that I'm in no way shape or form denying that."
"Of course I am," Patience agreed with a laugh. She grinned at him over her shoulder. "And good. It looks like we have plans for the rest of the evening, yes?"
"Keep this up and I'll be dragging you to a bathroom or an alley or something to show you. And really... we're classier people than THAT." He pulled her back to him a little tighter, just loving the feel of her body against his... AND the feeling of seeing her at least temporarily happy again.
"Oh, you know how I like to tease you," she replied, rubbing a hand across his thigh for emphasis. It seemed like she had lost her happiness for a while there, and not just for what was happening to Ash. Poor girl was starting to get fevers again... although, like a nut, for the most part she tried to keep them to herself. But tonight was definitely what she needed to find that happiness again.
"I know how you like to do a LOT of things to me. Things I'm likely gonna cry myself to sleep at night missing when I'm on tour..." He snickered, being actually a tiny bit honest there.
She actually pouted when he mentioned going on tour, although that did spark an interesting idea... "Phone sex works. Or we could get webcams." Since she, too, would miss that. Severely.
"Webcam? Oh. Oh DAMN." That technology was new enough that he hadn't even thought of it.... but now that he had? Daaaaamn, what a visual. "Or.... maybe I can find a way to bring you WITH me..."
Her eyebrow perked at the thought, "Maaaaybe. It really depends on what the little fella's up to." As she said that she rubbed a hand across her stomach and smiled. Pregnant woman glow, much?
"Exactly. Because I already told Chloe: I don't want any groupies. None." He grinned there, giving a none-too-innocent wink. "Not unless you're there to share 'em with."
"Aww, you big softie." She turned around, facing him, and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I would love to go, you know that." She kissed the underside of his jaw. "But no promises that I can."
"So... I'm thinking I let you dress a LITTLE too sexy tonight... I've caught at least a dozen people staring HARD at you so far... not sure I like it." He muttered with a half-smile as he hugged her tight in a little 'mine' gesture.
"I kinda do. They can stare alllll they want. I'm still going home with you, and okay, maybe that cute blonde in the corner. But mostly you," she grinned. Oh yes, Patience was wicked right down to her very core now, wasn’t she?
"...you are evil. You KNOW how badly I wanna do wrong, rotten things to you right now, yet you keeeeep teasing." He bit her lightly on the neck, just to make his point.
"I can't help it. Being pregnant does weeeeeird things to a woman." Like, up her libido a crazy amount. Of course, given how overactive it already was.... Patience had to come up for air eventually.
Pat sighed. He was trying to behave. And so was she. But still. Everyone? Must admit defeat occasionally. ".....bathroom then?"
"Why, Patrick McConnell..." she stood up on her tippy-toes and smooched him sweetly, "I thought you’d never ask."