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itwasntmychoice (itwasntmychoice) wrote in thereincarnates,
@ 2014-08-01 21:09:00

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colt richards, scarlett jones

Who: Scarlett and Colt
When: Friday the 1st after Henry's party
Where: Scarlett's place
What: The Talk.
Rating: Definitely kissing..but stay tuned.

Colt was nervous. Really, really nervous. Way more nervous than he'd been the first time they'd met or even their first date. He felt out of practice at this whole..sort of maybe possibly a relationship thing. He'd done flowers the last date, so this time he brought a bottle of wine. Celebratory wine maybe. Maybe not. He wasn't sure. Or he was and just couldn't admit it.

He wore what he'd wore to Henry's birthday party, jeans and a button down shirt. Lifting his hand, he started to knock then stopped and took a slow breath. Maybe this was too fast. It always is with Jean. 'She's not Jean, she's Scarlett. Mostly.' He took another breath then knocked.

When Scarlett answered the door he smiled and kissed her chastely. "You look beautiful," Which was true, she always did, "...so I brought wine this time. Not sure if we'll need it or not, but figured it was best to be prepared."

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rebornfromashes
2014-10-01 02:13 am UTC (link)

The smallest of squeaks escaped Scarlett's throat and got lost somewhere between her mouth and his as his thumb passed over her nipple. The hand to bare skin contact was enough to make her body shiver and she found herself involuntarily pressing closer into him from the waist up.

"Forward?" She gasped, laughing breathlessly at the idea. As if anything at this point could be considered forward. She shook her head, managing to push herself up by the elbow enough to somewhat de-tangle them. Though the last thing she wanted to be doing right now was untangle. He was right, there just wasn't enough room on the couch.

Once she was up she turned around and grabbed his hand to pull him up with her, catching his mouth in another kiss before starting to walk backwards and tugging him by the belt loop towards the other room. Where there was, in fact, a bed. She was flushed and short of breath, entirely caught up in the moment and without meaning to, her telekinesis went rogue and undid his buckle, as well as wrenching open the top button of his pants. "... Whoops. Sorry."

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