Lucy Van Warren (lucytherockstar) wrote in btvsal, @ 2011-01-24 21:54:00 |
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Current location: | Ash and Lucy's Home |
Current mood: | happy |
Entry tags: | ash kowalski, lucy van warren |
Showing Him What He's Got At Home
Who: Ash and Lucy
Where: Ash and Lucy's Home
When: Monday Evening
This? Had been a long day. Ash had spent the majority of it training with Buffy (he tried to be more hands-on than a lot of the watchers, hoping that if he showed HE was willing to do some of it, it would make Buffy more likely to work with him), and the rest trying not to get annoyed. Did the slayers REALLY have to be such little gossip hounds? Evidently a few of them had noticed him talking to Neely so much, and were alllll waiting to ask him questions about it. Jesus! THEY WERE JUST FLIRTY FRIENDS, PEOPLE! Still, he worried, that if THEY were talking and wondering... was LUCY doing the same? The last thing he wanted was for his girl to be wondering if he was going to cheat on her... so, immediately after training, he showered, changed back into his black suit, and headed home, where he hung up his jacket and walked into the living room. "Lucy? You home, sweetheart?"
Lucy was actually sitting on the sofa in what was basically strategically placed black lace and a leather jacket. OK, so she too had been hearing that Ash and Neely were hanging out a lot lately, but, instead of throwing a Lucy!pity party or anything, she simply wanted to remind him just what he had at home. She grinned up at him as she stood up and walked over to him. "I'm right here," she said with a grin, playing with the collar of his shirt for a moment.
"......" Ash found himself briefly speechless, as, seriously? HOLY SHIT. Lucy usually dressed like a little princess. Or even on her more 'rock star' days, in tight skirts and leather jackets, and a bit more makeup. But this? The lace, the leather, the gothy, almost vampiric makeup... Lucy looked so trashy... but God help him, Ash found it to be JUST about the single hottest thing he'd ever SEEN. "Jesus, Luce..." he blinked, unable to take his eyes off of her. "You... you look.... wow."
She laughed. She had figured that he would like this. She started to unbutton the first couple of buttons of his shirt. "Glad you like it," she said to him with a smile. "So...how was training?" Like she really expected an answer to that.
"Wow... huh? Oh! Training. Buffy. Yes. Good." Oh, wonderful. Lucy's sexiness had apparently turned him monosyllabic. "Luce? Be honest with me... what... what brought THIS on? Not complaining, mind you..." He had a feeling it was as he'd feared, but he wanted to hear HER say it.
She couldn't help but laugh when he turned completely monosyllabic. So cute. She just smirked when he asked what brought this on. "I wanna dress more like a rock star," she said, stepping away and sliding off the leather jacket. "A real rock star. Plus, never hurts to show you just what you got at home, right?" She never really feared him cheating on her now. She really didn't. Did she want to show just how sexy she was? Most definitely.
"Yeah..." he sighed, smiling at her. "Honey.... I know what people are saying. And you know I'd never lie to you or hold anything back. Yes... I think Neely is just.... ridiculously sexy. And yes... we ARE attracted to each other. But YOU are all I want and need, got me? Look at you..." He grinned, whistling lightly. "How could I ever need more than THIS?"
"I know," she said, still smiling at him. "Can't hurt to show you how hot I can be, though, right?" She really wasn't too upset over this. She was coming around to the fact that there were a few girl that he had like, massive crazy chemistry with. As long as he wasn't running around screwing them, it was OK, though.
"No... definitely can't hurt." He had a thought then, and felt he had to share it. "So... you graduate in May, right? June, maybe? Were you still serious about just... eloping? If so... I think I know how I'd like to celebrate your graduation..."
"Late May," she said to him. "And I was totally serious. I wouldn't have said it otherwise." She'd leave to get married to him TODAY. They could do a big wedding later. "You really want?"
"You're my little Rock Goddess. And can you think of anything more rock star than running off to get hitched in Vegas?" Well. He MAY have had a point there.
She giggled. "Getting married by Elvis and everything," she said with a laugh. "Or Jimi Hendrix!" God, SO many possibilities. She bounced a little and clapped her hands. "Maybe we could have like, my siblings, Neely, and Mere there or something?"
"Anything you want, baby. Anything." He said, his voice almost a purr, as at this point? He was practically devouring her with his eyes.
Her grin got wider when she noticed the look in his eyes. "So, you ready to peel all of this lace off me or what?" she asked him playfully, already knowing the answer to that.
"God, you have NO idea..." He murmured, before literally tossing her over his shoulder with a laugh, and stalking off towards the bedroom...
She squealed and giggled as he picked her up and carried her off to the bedroom.