Title:Ice Cream
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. They belong to FOX. Sorry.
Rating: uhh probably a PG, could be PG-13
Summary: Seth and Summer meet on the pier. Ice Cream is involved
"Buy me some ice cream." Summer demanded. Seth turned to her and raised his eyebrows. He should be used to this by now. Summer never asked for anything, she always demanded. Seth had been idly walking down the pier waiting for Ryan to get off work when he ran into Summer. The two had been walking together not really saying anything when Summer demanded ice cream from Seth.
Seth walked off to get the ice cream and Summer watched. She knew what she was doing. She was sick of these games they kept playing. Or more appropriately she was sick of losing the games they played. So she had a plan, and a pretty ingenious one at that.
Summer waited impatiently for Seth to return with her ice cream. She was going to win this battle. The past few times she'd run into Seth, Summer had been left feeling unsatisfied. She wasn't sure what it was for a while, but then she figured it out. For some reason unbeknownst to her, she wanted Seth Cohen. And she wanted him bad. To make things worse it seemed that Seth knew this and was just teasing her. He'd touch her in the most "innocent" of ways; look at her in such a way that sent shivers down her spine, and other such things. So now it was her turn to pay him back.
Seth returned with the ice cream cone and handed it to Summer. Summer smiled back slightly and took it from him. And then she began her attack. She closed her eyes and took a lingering lick of the ice cream. She opened her eyes back up and noticed Seth staring at her.
"This is really good. Thanks for getting it for me." Summer said slyly before taking another abnormally long lick.
Seth just stared at her as they continued walking down the pier. He did not like this, not one bit. He had a sneaking suspicion that Summer was doing this on purpose. But he wasn't sure. He really didn't think that Summer would do something like this to him.
"So nice weather, huh?" Seth tried to make conversation to keep his mind off of Summer and what she was doing to that ice cream cone. Summer just looked over at him and nodded before taking another lick. Seth groaned inwardly, this was not working.
Summer was absolutely giddy inside. This was working better than she could have hoped. Seth was getting a taste of his own medicine. Summer then had another brilliant idea pop into her head. "Hold this," she said and proceeded to shove the ice cream into Seth's hand. And like she had hoped, ice cream dripped down onto his finger. After sufficiently fixing her hair Summer took the ice cream back.
"Here let me get that." Summer took Seth's hand and while staring him in the eyes licked that drop of ice cream off his finger.
Seth could have died a happy man at that moment. Summer Roberts, the object of so many fantasies was licking ice cream off his finger. And just having his finger in her mouth was enough to make him all hot and bothered. And he sensed that Summer could tell.
At this point Summer knew she had won. So she promptly threw the cone away and smiled. "Thanks for the ice cream Cohen. I'll see you around."
Seth watched her walk off, hips swaying as she went. Summer Roberts was something else indeed.
Summer knew she had won. She could feel Seth's eyes staring into her back. And she was happy. She had won this battle. But she was curious who was going to win the war.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. They belong to FOX. Sorry.
Rating: uhh probably a PG, could be PG-13
Summary: Seth and Summer meet on the pier. Ice Cream is involved
"Buy me some ice cream." Summer demanded. Seth turned to her and raised his eyebrows. He should be used to this by now. Summer never asked for anything, she always demanded. Seth had been idly walking down the pier waiting for Ryan to get off work when he ran into Summer. The two had been walking together not really saying anything when Summer demanded ice cream from Seth.
Seth walked off to get the ice cream and Summer watched. She knew what she was doing. She was sick of these games they kept playing. Or more appropriately she was sick of losing the games they played. So she had a plan, and a pretty ingenious one at that.
Summer waited impatiently for Seth to return with her ice cream. She was going to win this battle. The past few times she'd run into Seth, Summer had been left feeling unsatisfied. She wasn't sure what it was for a while, but then she figured it out. For some reason unbeknownst to her, she wanted Seth Cohen. And she wanted him bad. To make things worse it seemed that Seth knew this and was just teasing her. He'd touch her in the most "innocent" of ways; look at her in such a way that sent shivers down her spine, and other such things. So now it was her turn to pay him back.
Seth returned with the ice cream cone and handed it to Summer. Summer smiled back slightly and took it from him. And then she began her attack. She closed her eyes and took a lingering lick of the ice cream. She opened her eyes back up and noticed Seth staring at her.
"This is really good. Thanks for getting it for me." Summer said slyly before taking another abnormally long lick.
Seth just stared at her as they continued walking down the pier. He did not like this, not one bit. He had a sneaking suspicion that Summer was doing this on purpose. But he wasn't sure. He really didn't think that Summer would do something like this to him.
"So nice weather, huh?" Seth tried to make conversation to keep his mind off of Summer and what she was doing to that ice cream cone. Summer just looked over at him and nodded before taking another lick. Seth groaned inwardly, this was not working.
Summer was absolutely giddy inside. This was working better than she could have hoped. Seth was getting a taste of his own medicine. Summer then had another brilliant idea pop into her head. "Hold this," she said and proceeded to shove the ice cream into Seth's hand. And like she had hoped, ice cream dripped down onto his finger. After sufficiently fixing her hair Summer took the ice cream back.
"Here let me get that." Summer took Seth's hand and while staring him in the eyes licked that drop of ice cream off his finger.
Seth could have died a happy man at that moment. Summer Roberts, the object of so many fantasies was licking ice cream off his finger. And just having his finger in her mouth was enough to make him all hot and bothered. And he sensed that Summer could tell.
At this point Summer knew she had won. So she promptly threw the cone away and smiled. "Thanks for the ice cream Cohen. I'll see you around."
Seth watched her walk off, hips swaying as she went. Summer Roberts was something else indeed.
Summer knew she had won. She could feel Seth's eyes staring into her back. And she was happy. She had won this battle. But she was curious who was going to win the war.