Iris Dickinson (Formerly Iris Phillips McConnell) (telekeneticspaz) wrote in btvsal, @ 2010-05-16 22:14:00 |
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Spring Cleaning
Who: Iris and Jeremy
Where: Their Home
When: May 12, Afternoon
Clad in only a pair of shorts and a tank top, with her hair pulled off of her face, Iris finished putting away the last of her long sleeve clothing in bins so that she could put them away in the attic so that she could buy more pretty spring clothes and have room for them! Spring meant spring cleaning, after all, right? She was more than happy to do so if it meant that she could have more clothing in her closet.
"Jeeeesus, Iris!" Jeremy laughed with amusement as he walked into the room, seeing what was transpiring. "Is this the annual appearance of Iris The Cleaning Nazi?" He asked with mirth as he felt his lips forming an amused smirk.
"Yes, but only so that I have room for a spring and summer wardrobe!" Iris said to him with a smirk. "It's all gotta go somewhere, you know?"
"Yes... and trust me when I say I hope the Cleaning Nazi decides to hit the Game Room next. Doesn't mean I can't find it amusing to see you getting so carried away..." Oh, was he enjoying this. Seeing someone so sexy acting so domestic and spazzy? Adorable.
"Well, it's better to get carried away than to let it all pile up and eventually cause an avalanche in our bedroom, do you?" she asked. "And I should clean the game room before that happens in there as well."
"Exactly. You wouldn't want an avalanche to occur and have the man you love buried under his collection of Black Sabbath albums..." He said, just loving the chance to possibly not have to clean on his own.
She laughed. "Yeah, and maybe you just want me to do all the cleaning for you," she pointed out. Actually, she kind of liked cleaning house, so it didn't bother her too much, although it DID make her a bit of a freak.
"Me? Never. I *love* cleaning!" He said with a forced grin, trying his best not to burst out laughing. "I'm just willing to give it up because I love you THAT MUCH."
She rolled her eyes. "Yeah, I bet," she said, grinning at him. "You love me SO MUCH that you're willing to give up cleaning so I can do it. I'm sure."
"Well? it's all about sacrifice." He said with a straight face, looking oh-so-giving. "I'm willing to be totally bored, and give up MY cleaning, and sit there with nothing to do but watch the ballgame, while I allow the love of my life to have all the fun."
"Alright, give it up. You're not fooling anyone," she pointed out to him. "Anyways, you're always welcome to distract me from all this cleaning if you want to."
"Distract you?" He asked, crossing his arms, pretending to almost be offended. "And may I ask exactly what that entails, love?"
"Oh, I don't know," she said playfully. "I'm sure you can come up with something or another." She smiled at him.
"Sounds like someone's a little cheeky tonight..." He said teasingly, giving her a playful smack on the side of the ass.
She squealed a little when he did that. "Maybe," she said. "It's not such a terrible thing, is it?" She just happened to be in a good mood today.
"...you're propositioning me for sex, Iris. How the hell could that be a bad thing?" He asked with a chuckle, as things like that? Revealed the sweet little spaz that still lived within her.
That just made her giggle more. That sweet little spaz would probably ALWAYS live in her. "Suppose you have a point there," she said to him.
"You honestly have no idea sometimes how amazingly sexy you are." He said, kind of in awe of that humbleness, really. "Maybe it's time for me to remind you."
She simply shrugged when he said that to her. Did she know how sexy she was? Maybe she was still a little messed up from having her husband cheat on her like he did. Who knew? "Well, I certainly wouldn't object to you reminding me."
"Well good. Because... that's what I'm plannin' to do." He replied with a small laugh, walking towards her with a wink.
She finished the gap between them and kissed him quickly. "I think that's a fabulous plan," she said to him with a smile.
Jesus... just her kiss made him a little wobbly in the knees. To him? She was sexier and more vivacious than any model or stripper he could ever imagine. He placed his hands on her hips, just enjoying the feel of her curves.
She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, just holding him for a moment. She was more than happy to just snuggle against him, but sometimes snuggling just wasn't enough, you know?
Maybe it was how... almost intimidated he was at times by her looks, or maybe it was the fact that he was TOO much of a gentleman... but Jeremy had a haaaard time making the first move in sexual situations, even with someone he was planning to marry. The big dork. He just gave her a sheepish, desiring look, biting his lip.
She giggled a little. "If we're gonna get married, you have got to start actually, like, being 'cheeky' too, you know?" she asked him, pushing up on her toes and kissing him again.
"I can't help it!" He laughed, blushing a little. Sure, he was quite a bit older than her... but times like this? He looked like a fidgety schoolboy. "I have the dirty thoughts in my mind... I just have a hard time, you know, acting on them. Or talking about them."
She giggled. She couldn't help it. She was apparently marrying a spaz as well. Who would have guessed? "Well, I suppose you can always try writing them out," she said playfully.
"Writing them out? What are we, a couple of sex-starved kids, roleplaying online?" OH how the breaking of the fourth wall can be a painful mistress, hm? "Maybe I should just show you then... that way the pesky words don't have to be in the way anymore..."
"Just giving you an out, darling," she said to him. "Fine then. Show me."