Passion, Red Underwear, and V's
Author's Note: Quick inspiration from watching episode three, when Ty takes Lisa home.
Lisa POV
She knew rooms where a big issue for the humans. That's where they slept, played, "hanged out", grew and developed as a human being. But to be honest, she could only think about Tyler...yes, she knew it was premature, these feelings. She knew she shouldn't even be here. She shouldn't be feeling these things. Later, she would chalk it up to the pizza being greasy--fats were something she wasn't used to, after all. But she was alone with him...in the same room, the same small space...she could only stare in awe. She hoped, of course, that he couldn't see this thought flitting about on her face. Earth was still new, and she still couldn't comprehend how everyone just flaunted their emotions. They didn't realize how precious they were.
But she knew she was letting go just a bit—when she smiled. When she responded in kind with his soft, feathery kiss. When she responded even more as he grew more intense , his tongue softly caressing the inside of her mouth. When she allowed herself to get close to someone else. And suddenly, all her doubts and trepidation was gone. She forgot about the mission, her mother, everything...just let it go, and kissed Ty back fervently. She grinned even wider as she felt her thighs back up against the bed, grabbing him even closer and closer (if that was at all possible). All she wanted was to get closer, be closer...And then that damn knock. She wanted to groan with annoyance as he got up when his mother called.
As she listened to the conversation, she surprised herself by almost laughing when his anxiety came across to his mother. The mothers here were also protective and observant, she mused. Just like her own. Her mind wandered back to how oddly emotional she was now...She quickly stifled the thought, then realized the mother was coming in. Lisa remembered what Ty said, that his mother hated the V's. Perceptive...she would have to tell her mother. Lisa quickly undressed, thinking perhaps it was better for Ty's mother to think she was just another hormone-crazed teenager. She had to quickly stifle laughter at Ty's passionate gaze when they walked inside.
She waited until the mother was out until she commented on her state of undress. He was still gazing at her lustily. She walked toward him, glad she didn't have those ridiculous self esteem issues.
"I'm thinking you like this uniform better," she whispered, just in case the mother was listening in.
Ty laughed, and swooped in for a kiss, pausing just a moment before their lips met to say, "Yeah...yeah, I do."
Lisa walked calmly toward the room where her mother was. At least, it looked that way. Her head was in turmoil...Could she do this to Ty? But then again, it's not if she should be feeling this way...She shook her head. No, she was going to follow the plan. There was no other way. Right? Right. It's not as if she truly had feelings for him...right? She shook her head again, frustrated. This is not normal behaviour. This was not the plan. She was going to have to end the relationship.
But Lisa didn't know--couldn't know--that she never could, even if she wanted to. She was in far too deep--deeper than she could ever know...