❄ ˹ V-Day plans…? ˼
˹ In all the years that you've known me, when have I EVER had V-Day plans? lol ˼
˹ What about you? ˼
❄ ˹ Wish everyone I knew was as consistent and reliable as you… ˼
❄ ˹ Nah, no plans. ˼
❄ ˹ …What kind of chocolates do you (and Shogo) want? ˼
⌦ ˹ Consistent and reliable? More like a total romantic failure, as you already know… ˼ (⇧ Send? )
That's what Jubilee's text would have read, had she not frantically deleted it and opted to simply call Bobby instead.
Ring, ring…
"Hey." Bobby answered, smiling. "You know they have a whole aisle of chocolate here? #FirstWorldProblems, I know - but I can't decide."
Sporting a big smile herself, Jubilee lit up the instant she heard Bobby's voice.
"Make it easy on yourself and just grab whatever looks like it has the most sugar in it." She giggled. "Oh, and hi, by the way. I missed you…"
Bobby rubbed the back of his neck. "I missed you, too." Which he said overly loud, judging by the stares he was getting.
Jubilee herself may or may not have been on the receiving end of some seriously weirded out looks from Shogo, as Bobby's words had her beaming and rolling around on her bed like a total nut.
Bobby grabbed like one of everything and escaped to the checkout. "Unless you trust me with this much chocolate for a week… I could bring it over now."
"Since I don't wanna be responsible for your potential, chocolate-induced coma; yeah, you should definitely get over here."
"Sweet; chocolate coma at your place! Sounds like a plan." He grabbed a yellow rose from a florist display on a whim. "See you soon."
"Alrighty! I'll be waitin'!" With that, Jubilee hung up and zipped around the house; tidying up before stopping to pretty herself.
Outside Jubilee's door, Bobby cleared his throat, to do his best 'cop voice'.
"Miss Lee, we know you're in there. We've got you surrounded."
Giggling, Jubilee made her way over and called out, "If you're not wearing a sexy cop outfit, I'm gonna be SO disappointed."
She swung the door open. "Darn." She greeted him with a 'disappointed' frown.
"Hey, I could be wearing anything underneath all this!" Bobby gestured at his boring old regular clothes.
"Anything? I'd prefer nothing, but…~" She teased him through a fangy grin.
"Maybe I'm just waiting to get inside to, uh… do a magical quick-change striptease act!"
As Bobby produced the yellow rose out of his coat with a sudden flourish, Jubes' playful expression was quickly replaced with a bashful smile. She hesitated to accept it.
"…Thanks, Bobby."
He shrugged off her thanks. "I just thought… Well, yellow's your color, right?"
"You know me best…" Jubilee moved aside to welcome him in, while trying to hide that fact that she was totally blushing. "S-So! A striptease, huh?" Cue a pervy waggle of her brows. "Guess it's a good thing Shogo's already in bed…~"
As Jubilee shut the door behind him, she gave the rose a pleasant sniff. Bobby set the chocolates down, then grinned and 'suggestively' took off his coat. "Considering I spend my life fighting crime in my Underoos, you'd think I'd be better at this…"
Watching his 'sensual' moves with an amused smile, Jubilee couldn't help but chuckle. "Practice makes perfect, right? As the kindhearted do-gooder that I am, I volunteer to help you hone your stripping skills. Solely for your benefit, of course."
"My hero~!" Bobby grinned, gladly tossing his coat over a chair, since it was just for pretense. (The cold never bothered him… Anyway.)
"So…" He glanced down himself, then to Jubes. "What next, my 'kindhearted do-gooder'?" He coughed. "Hm. That's kind of a mouthful…"
Eying him with a kittenish smile, Jubilee set the rose down next to the chocolates and reached out to pull Bobby closer.
"Well, you could always think of something else to call me…" Her lips came dangerously close to meeting with his. Instead, they trailed along his cheek. "As for what's next…" Jubilee's fingers slowly begin to unbutton his shirt as she whispered into his ear, "…I want you to take your boots off."
Pulling away from his cheek to look up at him, Jubes had the goofiest of grins plastered on her face. "Like, seriously. You're messin' up my floors."
Bobby blinked slowly; his brain begrudgingly switching focus from her fingers at his chest, to look down at his boots.
"…My bad." He lifted Jubes up, guiding her legs to wrap around his waist, so he could sit and unlace his boots with her on his lap. "Better…?"
Jubilee felt herself getting a little nervous. Though, once the pair were seated, she continued to unbutton his shirt. "…Yeah, much better."
Plucking at the last of his buttons, the youthful vampire pulled his shirt open and slid it off of his shoulders.
Bobby swallowed thickly, and an involuntary shiver ran through him. "You know - even in my dreams this has never gone so well before…"
Shyly, Jubilee smiled at him. "…You've dreamt about me takin' your clothes off?" Her hands glided up from his chest to cup the sides of his face.
"I didn't come over intending to, uh-" Bobby glanced down then back up to meet her eyes, "-end up like this, but… if it makes us both happy…"
"…Listen, Bobby…" Jubes couldn't help but avert her gaze from him as she spoke, "Before we do…well, 'it'…are we, like, back together? Or is this just…a thing?"
Eventually, her eyes wandered back to meet with his, while she continued, "I messed things up last time, so… I'm gonna leave the choice up to you. I owe you that much…"
"Hey, c'mon…" Bobby wrapped his arms low around Jubilee. "I'm just as bad - for disappearing every time things get too serious, so…" He shrugged, "I don't know what to say… This is usually the point in the dream where Shogo wakes up in the next room, shouting Hank McCoy science babble, or else reminding me how many hours 'til Tax Day." Bobby smirked halfheartedly, then rested his forehead against Jubes'.
"Well, it's a good thing this isn't a dream…" Jubilee nuzzled her nose with his. "And I didn't mean to put pressure on you, so if askin' you about "us" counts as 'too serious', then forget I ever said anything. I don't want you to disappear on me…"
"I'm not going anywhere-" Bobby stood slowly, lifting her. "-unless it's with you…"
Giving those icy-blue eyes of his a final, longing gaze; Jubilee moved in to kiss him.
"…Take me to my room." She murmured against Bobby's lips, which locked with hers as he dutifully carried her away.
This was about as far as the two had gotten the last time they gave romance a shot, and this time, Jubilee was determined to make sure that Bobby knew just how much she cared for him.
"…Guess it's my turn to lose a shirt…" She parted lips with Bobby in order to slowly lift her top, and pull it up and over her head; leaving only a simple, pink bra that obscured what remained of her milky white flesh.
Bobby grinned, momentarily speechless while he watched. He reflexively held Jubes tighter against him for a moment so she could feel his excitement.
Seeing the look on Bobby's face sent a heated flush to Jubilee's cheeks; which became a furious blush once he tightened his hold on her. She almost couldn't believe that this was actually happening.
"Told you - I've got you surrounded, Miss Lee…" Bobby laid her on the bed, holding himself up over her.
"Anything you say or do…" He continued, leaning down to kiss along the edges of her bra. "…may be used against me, as much and as often as you like…"
With every kiss, goosebumps spilled out over her body; leaving her shivering in delight as she lay beneath him.
"…Sounds like you might be in for some trouble, 'Officer'~" Trailing her index finger down Bobby's arm, Jubilee took his hand. "'Cause I've got a few things that I'd really like to 'use against you'…" She guided Bobby's hand along the silky skin of her tummy and up past her navel, where she cupped it around one of her supple breasts.
"Wish I could say 'Trouble's my middle name'…" Bobby's thumb brushed over the skin there, just skirting the edge of her areola. "…But I… I never finished filling out the paperwork…" Not one of his best lines - but a lot of the blood-flow to his brain seemed to be re-routed elsewhere.
"You're already a stripteasing cop. 'Officer Bobby 'Trouble' Drake' is just what this roleplay needs to really push it over the edge…" She nearly laughed, but the feel of Bobby's thumb had her biting her lower lip instead. Honestly, if they were with anyone but each other, their terrible lines would've killed the mood by now.
Bobby slipped his free hand gently under her back, hesitating when his fingers found the clasp for her bra.
He met Jubilee's eyes with quite a serious look. "If we need to stop - at any time - for any reason - just say."
"Bobby…" Looking back at him just as seriously, Jubilee's hand wandered down past his chest and abdomen, to gently rub where he was steadily growing. "We're not stopping — not this time…"