Picture Perfect
Rating: G
Romance (Fluff!)
Pairing: N/S
Disclaimer: One day I shall own them, but until then- please don't sue!!!
Thanks: For everyone who reviewed and thank you Anti Darth Ani for taking the time to point out some of my mistakes- I hope I've corrected them all now.
ANI haven't written (and posted) anything for a while, and I think it's about time I write another N/S fic. Please review, and check out some of my other fics :0) PS Hope you enjoy!
Picture Perfect 1/1
"Hold still."
"I've been holding still for the last two hours," she moaned.
"So you should have got the hang of it by now. Sara, just stay still! I'm nearly finished, I promise," he pleaded.
"My mouth hurts from smiling!"
"That's because it's not use to it," Nick joked.
"And what's that suppose to mean!"
"It means you look more beautiful when you do, which means you should smile more often." He could see slight colour rising in her checks; he laughed at the thought that he could have that affect on her. "Besides it takes less effort to smile than it does to frown."
"I'll remember that next time someone pisses me off!" She joked. "Are you done now?"
"Wait.........just.........a moment. There." He added the last few pencil strokes, sat back and admired his work.
Sara relaxed her check muscles and sighed with relief. She got up quickly from his leather couch, and got the sudden shock of pins-and-needles all up the right side of her leg on which she had been leaning on.
"My new trousers are all creased now," she muttered while trying to smooth out the folds in the white fabric.
Nick looked up from his picture and admired Sara. She was still fusing over the new clothes he had brought her for the portrait. He had insisted on buying them for her as a thank you and as an early birthday present.
Her feet were bare and she wore flowing, white trousers with a loose, brown leather belt. Her tank top was silk and in a flattering colour of soft pink. Nick had insisted that she wore her hair down and in soft curls. To finish it all off Sara wore a simple, diamond necklace, which her mother and father had given to her the day she graduated from university.
"Can I have a look then?"
Nick jumped when he realised that she had moved round behind him.
"Um- yeah, of course."
She peered over his shoulder and kept silent more a minute. "It's........." she was lost for words. "Perfect. The colour and the......... you made me look beautiful," Sara whispered.
"I only drew what I saw."
Nick turned to look in to her eyes and saw a small tear fall down her check. She looked away and put distance between them before turning back round and facing him.
"Remind me why you wanted to draw me?"
"My art teacher said that we should draw something stunning, something close to our hearts and that we admire."
She blushed again and tried to turn the attention away from her. "How......... how long did you say that you've been drawing?"
"Oh, forever, but I've only recently started having lessons." He stood up and walked over to her. "So, do you approve?"
"Very much so. You're good at what you do. You have a natural talent, I think."
"Do you mind if I keep that picture for myself and present another one at class next Wednesday?"
She smiled before answering, "Don't know why you would want to keep a picture of me!"
"You're more beautiful than you think Sara."
"I'll believe that when I see it," she mocked.
"Just look in a mirror then!"
"Ha-ha, very funny Nicky."
She gently pushed him and he dramatically feel over, on to the sofa. He started to whimper, while Sara laughed at him.
"Get up."
She stretched out a hand to help him, but before she knew it, he had pulled her down on top of him. Her body rested on top of his own and their faces were only a few inches apart. She tried to get up, but he wrapped his arms around her waist making it impossible.
She gave up and sighed, "You know this is probably putting new creases into my clothes."
"Oh nooooo," Nick mocked. She hit him lightly on the arm. "That's the kind of behaviour that got us here."
"Yeah, but who's keeping me here?"
"What can I say, I like you in my arms." She couldn't resist but smile. "Besides, you belong here."
She opened her mouth to ask him what he meant, when the motion of his hand combing through her hair made her pause.
She chucked slightly and looked at him, "Anyone would have thought that you were trying to seduce me or something."
"Trying?"
His fingers now traced invisible lines on her face while his other hand kept her body flush to his. Their eyes locked just as his fingers ran along her lips. She moaned slightly and he smiled at her reaction.
"So," she murmured against his fingers. "Are you going to kiss me or just tease me?"
He chuckled before he brought his lips to hers.
"Enough said I think," he whispered before claiming her.
TBC.........
Rating: G
Romance (Fluff!)
Pairing: N/S
Disclaimer: One day I shall own them, but until then- please don't sue!!!
Thanks: For everyone who reviewed and thank you Anti Darth Ani for taking the time to point out some of my mistakes- I hope I've corrected them all now.
ANI haven't written (and posted) anything for a while, and I think it's about time I write another N/S fic. Please review, and check out some of my other fics :0) PS Hope you enjoy!
Picture Perfect 1/1
"Hold still."
"I've been holding still for the last two hours," she moaned.
"So you should have got the hang of it by now. Sara, just stay still! I'm nearly finished, I promise," he pleaded.
"My mouth hurts from smiling!"
"That's because it's not use to it," Nick joked.
"And what's that suppose to mean!"
"It means you look more beautiful when you do, which means you should smile more often." He could see slight colour rising in her checks; he laughed at the thought that he could have that affect on her. "Besides it takes less effort to smile than it does to frown."
"I'll remember that next time someone pisses me off!" She joked. "Are you done now?"
"Wait.........just.........a moment. There." He added the last few pencil strokes, sat back and admired his work.
Sara relaxed her check muscles and sighed with relief. She got up quickly from his leather couch, and got the sudden shock of pins-and-needles all up the right side of her leg on which she had been leaning on.
"My new trousers are all creased now," she muttered while trying to smooth out the folds in the white fabric.
Nick looked up from his picture and admired Sara. She was still fusing over the new clothes he had brought her for the portrait. He had insisted on buying them for her as a thank you and as an early birthday present.
Her feet were bare and she wore flowing, white trousers with a loose, brown leather belt. Her tank top was silk and in a flattering colour of soft pink. Nick had insisted that she wore her hair down and in soft curls. To finish it all off Sara wore a simple, diamond necklace, which her mother and father had given to her the day she graduated from university.
"Can I have a look then?"
Nick jumped when he realised that she had moved round behind him.
"Um- yeah, of course."
She peered over his shoulder and kept silent more a minute. "It's........." she was lost for words. "Perfect. The colour and the......... you made me look beautiful," Sara whispered.
"I only drew what I saw."
Nick turned to look in to her eyes and saw a small tear fall down her check. She looked away and put distance between them before turning back round and facing him.
"Remind me why you wanted to draw me?"
"My art teacher said that we should draw something stunning, something close to our hearts and that we admire."
She blushed again and tried to turn the attention away from her. "How......... how long did you say that you've been drawing?"
"Oh, forever, but I've only recently started having lessons." He stood up and walked over to her. "So, do you approve?"
"Very much so. You're good at what you do. You have a natural talent, I think."
"Do you mind if I keep that picture for myself and present another one at class next Wednesday?"
She smiled before answering, "Don't know why you would want to keep a picture of me!"
"You're more beautiful than you think Sara."
"I'll believe that when I see it," she mocked.
"Just look in a mirror then!"
"Ha-ha, very funny Nicky."
She gently pushed him and he dramatically feel over, on to the sofa. He started to whimper, while Sara laughed at him.
"Get up."
She stretched out a hand to help him, but before she knew it, he had pulled her down on top of him. Her body rested on top of his own and their faces were only a few inches apart. She tried to get up, but he wrapped his arms around her waist making it impossible.
She gave up and sighed, "You know this is probably putting new creases into my clothes."
"Oh nooooo," Nick mocked. She hit him lightly on the arm. "That's the kind of behaviour that got us here."
"Yeah, but who's keeping me here?"
"What can I say, I like you in my arms." She couldn't resist but smile. "Besides, you belong here."
She opened her mouth to ask him what he meant, when the motion of his hand combing through her hair made her pause.
She chucked slightly and looked at him, "Anyone would have thought that you were trying to seduce me or something."
"Trying?"
His fingers now traced invisible lines on her face while his other hand kept her body flush to his. Their eyes locked just as his fingers ran along her lips. She moaned slightly and he smiled at her reaction.
"So," she murmured against his fingers. "Are you going to kiss me or just tease me?"
He chuckled before he brought his lips to hers.
"Enough said I think," he whispered before claiming her.
TBC.........