Blake Morrison (blake_mb) wrote in vivavampvegas, @ 2010-11-25 20:37:00 |
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Entry tags: | blake morrison, gwen morrison |
You're My World
Who: Blake and Gwen
Where: The park
When: Saturday, November 13th
How cute was it that even though the two were engaged now, Gwen STILL got the butterflies when Blake took her on a date? VERY cute, thank you. Plus, Gwen didn't tend to 'dress up' often, so now? For her to be walking romantically through the park with Blake, dressed in an adorable pink and black sun dress? NOT a common sight. Still, she looked SO happy, content, and just... confident of her current place in life... it was a sight to behold.
Blake, remarkably, was in a dress of her own. It was dark blue, and... a little on the cleavage-y side, her dark hair held back with a matching bandana. She smirked at Gwen and took her hand, tracing her fingers along her ring finger. "I was thinking about getting an inscription on our wedding rings."
"Really?" Gwen blinked, still not entirely accustomed to this uber-romantic side of Blake. She LOVED it, of course... it was just surprising, considering how hard it was to get the girl to even use the L-word originally. "And where did this idea come from, baby?"
Let it never be said that Blake didn't have a romantic side. Even if it was well hidden most of the time. "My mom's... My REAL mom's. They had 'em. And they were together until the end. Like we'll be."
"Damn right we will." Gwen squeezed Blake's hand, trying not to giggle like a schoolgirl there. "So what's this inscription you thought of? Is it gonna make me squeal and then drag you home and tear you up?" Ah yes. Because really.... could Gwen ever stay totally sweet and girly for TOO long?
"Probably," Blake laughed, feeling her cheeks flush (D'aw!). She stopped them in their tracks and turned to face Gwen, leaning forward to whisper sweetly in her ear: "'You're my world".
"OhmyGAWD." Gwen blushed, looking adorably ready to swoon. "I could totally just throw you down in that flower bed over there and annihilate you." And she meant it sweetly.
"Y'know, it's funny. Courtney said she was surprised we weren't arrested for public indecency yet." Blake smirked. God, don't egg her on, Blake... "Buuut I'm thinkin' we should try for something innocent to spend our afternoon with."
"That girl is just... strange. No offense." Gwen snickered, rolling her eyes as she said it. "I've got this feeling the kids at school will vote her 'Most Likely To Murder Someone at Prom'..."
"I would NOT be surprised if she pulled a Carrie," Blake admitted. "But we all love her anyway, so she's got at least a dozen alibi's if needed. Which... come on. Any day now."
"ANYWAY." The blonde snorted, pulling Blake in for a sweet little kiss. "Do you have ANY idea how completely wrapped around your finger I am, Scrappy?"
"Not a clue," Blake replied, her lip wibbling in a pout after the kiss. "Why don't you tell me?" My, wasn't she in a fun mood today?
"Hah. You know damn well I'd do pretty much anything you wanted." She paused then, shaking her head. "Except defile Wesley's house. I'm telling you... it's not like Neely. Wes has some severe issues with his 'personal space'. Comes from a real trauma he had a few years ago when he first started as my Watcher."
"Do I want to know, or should we leave it there and not traumatize him?" Blake replied. Despite the fact that they hardly spoke, she really DID adore Wesley. So she wouldn't push.
"He was... kidnapped and tortured. By a vampire that used to be a potential slayer. She really fucked him up, Bee. It... took him a long time to recover, emotionally." The slayer sighed, the thought of it still affecting her. "I had to rescue him, and kill the damn vampire..."
Blake nodded. "So we won't defile his house. But we won't be so far away that he won't be protected if he needs us. Not saying that it'll happen again, but..." She sighed. "I'm not sure where I was going with that."
"It's cool. We can just be so noisy and shit in my room that it'll still annoy him. Plus, we could always leave him traumatic sex tapes in his VCR. Me and Skylar used to do it just to hear him scream."
"You'd think he'd learn to check the VCR by now. Or, y'know, never watch anything AGAIN," Blake giggled, swinging Gwen's hand a little as she set them off to walk again.
"Seriously. Silly bastard." Gwen reached back to playfully swat Blake on the ass, sighing. "I'm trying so hard to keep this innocent.... but you look SO delicious..."
"Are you kidding? I've been thinking 'is she wearing any underwear?' all afternoon." Lovely, Blake! "By the way, are you?" She smirked.
"Nope." Gwen said with a cheeky little grin. "Not one stitch."
"God damn knew it," Blake laughed, tugging Gwen close to her. "I think we should take advantage of it."
"I'm for it. As always." Hey... Gwen knew her strengths, ok? And sex? Was one of 'em.
"Good," Blake growled low under her breath, nuzzling into Gwen's neck to take in her scent (Hey, werewolf, okay? Don't judge). "Somewhere here, or home?"
"Here. I don't think I could last till we get home. Besides... park's mostly empty..." She grinned, giving a too-innocent-to-be-true wink.
"Mostly," Blake repeated with a laugh. Of course, given her hearing, Blake was likely to find a place where they wouldn't be bothered... "I'm gonna tear you UP." Still holding Gwen's hand, she hurriedly took her off the beaten path.