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Tweak says, "Learned from the master."

Eliot Spencer [Leverage] (thatswhatido) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2010-06-24 21:53:00

Entry tags:

candy quackenbush, eliot spencer

Who: Candy and Eliot
What: Not much talking, I can tell you that XD
Where/When: The ranch/Tonight
Warnings: Oh yeah.

He'd pulled his hair back in a leather tie when he'd been out in the stable earlier in the day, and though locks of his hair had fallen loose, he didn't bother to take the tie out. He didn't mind it in his face, but the longer it got, the more he seemed to be pulling it back.

He'd put the girls to bed, and retired to his chair. He had checked game scores, but there wasn't much going on, and he'd shut the TV off. He had the day's newspaper open, and he wore his wire rimmed glasses to read the small print.

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toitshour
2010-06-25 02:10 am UTC (link)

Candy had been cleaning, doing some light dusting and dishes, quiet things that wouldn't wake the girls. After she finished, she moved to take a nap, sprawling out on the couch with a blanket of dim light over her shoulders. Her dark hair fanned out over her shoulders and her face, and she curled her knees to her chest. She bit a knuckle as she slept, working the skin between her lips. It had been a habit since childhood.

She heard the hum of the television, but it hadn't woken her, but somehow the absence of noise combined with the rustle of the television made one of her eyes open. "Hey, you," she murmured drowsily.

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	thatswhatido 2010-06-25 03:48 am UTC (link)
	"Hey. Didn't mean to wake you." Eliot turned the newspaper down to look over the fold to Candy on the couch. He had to tilt his head to look over his glasses, since they were for close vision, and blurred his distance vision terribly. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

toitshour
2010-06-25 04:03 am UTC (link)

"Oh, it's fine, if I didn't wake up now, I'd end up sleeping through the night and waking up at two in the morning." She sat up and stretched, rubbing her eyes sleepily. She hadn't really looked at Eliot, and when she did, she smiled lopsidedly. His glasses were on, and strands of hair had escaped his ponytail. It was like the perfect storm of sexual arousal, and Candy bit her lip.

"You're doing that on purpose now, I think." She stood up on wobbly, still sleepy legs, moving over to sit in his lap and nibble his neck. "You're so unfair."

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	thatswhatido 2010-06-25 04:15 am UTC (link)
	Eliot rolled his neck. "What am I doing?" he asked, voice hitching just a little as she nibbled his skin. He let a hand move to her back, fingers dancing along her spine. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

toitshour
2010-06-25 04:22 am UTC (link)

"Wearing your glasses with your hair like that." She shifted her weight, moving to more of a straddle, trying to get enough room to nibble below his Adam's apple. "You realize every time you do this, I'm going to come over here, begging like I have no shame. It's almost mean."

Her lips moved from his neck to his ear, nipping gently. She leaned back to look at him, shaking her head. "God, you're gorgeous."

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	thatswhatido 2010-06-25 07:06 pm UTC (link)
	"I guess that means I'm never going to get through the paper. I'll never know what's happening in the world." He set the paper aside, giving it a shove to make a point. He still had his glasses on, and his hand moved back to scratch lightly at her scalp. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	toitshour 2010-06-25 11:36 pm UTC (link)
	She purred as his fingers went through her hair, closing her eyes and sighing loudly. "You can watch the news," she murmured, smiling and leaning into his touch. "And it's not like the paper's going anywhere." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thatswhatido 2010-06-26 01:23 am UTC (link)
	"I don't need my glasses to watch the news," Eliot replied. He shifted his feet, drawing attention to his growing erection. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	toitshour 2010-06-26 01:29 am UTC (link)
	She moved to take his glasses off, setting them down gently on the table near the chair. "No. I guess you'll just have to deal with the fact that you don't really have to do anything to turn me on. You just have to be in the room. And not even then, really." She kissed him hard, wrapping her arms around his neck. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thatswhatido 2010-06-27 12:57 am UTC (link)
	"Good to know," Eliot murmured. He raised his head up, stretching his neck slightly. Of course he already knew how she reacted to him. He didn't understand it, but he had much the same reaction to her, so he tried not to think too much on it. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	toitshour 2010-06-27 01:08 am UTC (link)
	She couldn't help it, and nipped harder at his neck. She ran her fingers up his shirt, her nails moving over his skin. She wasn't gentle, and she smirked a little, moving to kiss him on the mouth, wanting to be closer to him. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thatswhatido 2010-06-27 02:10 am UTC (link)
	"We need to move this upstairs. Outside. Somewhere that isn't this chair." Eliot's fingers drifted tot he small of her back. The chair was just too confining for the things he wanted to do to her. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	toitshour 2010-06-27 02:23 am UTC (link)
	"Outside," she murmured. She had fond memories of the time they'd had sex in the sparring ring, and doing it again sounded good to her. She moved off of his lap, stretching her arms over her head. She was grinning impishly, and she stared at him for a few more moments. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thatswhatido 2010-06-27 02:48 am UTC (link)
	"What? Stop looking at me like that." Eliot waved a dismissive hand at her. He didn't really mind, but he still felt a little awkward. He moved to the edge of his chair and tugged his shoes off without untying the laces. He stood and phis shirt rucked up above his waistline. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	toitshour 2010-06-27 02:53 am UTC (link)
	She chuckled, shaking her head. "Sorry." She moved to the back door, not really worrying about him following. Her feet were bare, and she walked through the grass slowly, looking up to make sure none of the lights in the girl's window went on. The room remained dark, and she sat down on the edge of the tromped down dirt that was Eliot's sparring ring. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

thatswhatido
2010-06-27 03:25 am UTC (link)

He tugged his shirt over his head. His skin had bronzed a bit, from working shirtless in the sun. The manual labor on the ranch was tiring, and not quite as fulfilling as beating people up, but Eliot had adjusted to the life fairly well. He still managed to beat people up, when he had need to, though he hadn't sought any thugs out, since he and Candy had gone after the driver who had hit Sam.

"You sitting this one out?" Eliot arched a brow at Candy sitting at the side of the ring.

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toitshour
2010-06-27 03:31 am UTC (link)

"Never." She grinned and hopped up, moving to the center of the ring. She wondered if Eliot missed his old life, but didn't feel entirely guilty about it. It wasn't her fault he'd settled, if any thing, she helped make the transition easier. But she did still feel a tiny bit badly for him, and she hoped he was happy.

She bit her lip, noticing he was more tanned, and tugged off her own tank top, tossing it to the side.

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thatswhatido
2010-06-27 03:57 am UTC (link)

He immediately dropped to a defensive stance, knees bent, arms up. He still wore his jeans, because sparring naked just didn't seem right. And they were well worn anyway, and it wouldn't take but a few seconds to get them off when he no longer needed them on.

He missed the life he'd had before the vortex, when Nate had his shit together and actually led the rest of them. He missed how things were before that, too, when he'd been a loner hired out on contract. What he had now was completely different, and didn't really compare to the other things.

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	toitshour 2010-06-27 04:05 am UTC (link)
	Wearing only a sports bra and a pair of Eliot's boxers, Candy rolled her shoulders before lifting her arms. She left her hair down, liking the wind in her hair, and she smiled at Eliot. "You ever think about doing this for a job again?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thatswhatido 2010-06-27 05:05 am UTC (link)
	Eliot shrugged. "Stop trying to distract me." He gave her a sideways look. Fighting wasn't the idea life to live, while raising two young and impressionable girls. He really didn't know what Riley or Ash knew of his tendency toward violence and beating people up. He didn't want to know. They didn't ask, he didn't talk about it. He thought that worked out well. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	toitshour 2010-06-27 05:16 am UTC (link)
	She didn't answer him with words. Instead she moved forward, with no intention to punch him or kick him. Instead, she was trying to catch him by surprise by trying to tackle him. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thatswhatido 2010-06-27 05:21 am UTC (link)
	He expected an attack, but not a tackle. She caught him off guard and together they rolled to the ground. Eliot grunted, but the fall wasn't quite enough to knock the wind out of him. He hit the ground and tried to use the momentum from the fall to roll Candy onto her back. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	toitshour 2010-06-27 05:33 am UTC (link)
	Grinning as they hit the ground, she gripped the dirt hard and tried to use her feet to keep herself stationary. She managed to free one of her arms, landing a punch to his ribs. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thatswhatido 2010-06-28 03:29 am UTC (link)
	Eliot grunted, but the hit to his ribs wasn't hard enough to get much more of a reaction from him. He lifted his head up, looking down at her, grinning. He rutted his hips, moving against her, wishing now that he'd taken his jeans off, but the friction of the denim just added to the moment. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	toitshour 2010-07-01 08:26 am UTC (link)
	Grinning right back up at him, she arched her back to get enough leverage to kiss him. She wasn't entirely focused on fighting any longer, and she wrapped her free arm around his neck, trying to tug him down toward her. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)