A/N: I hadn't really benn able to write for this one, I was busy finishing 'Julia Derevko'. I'll maybe write a sequle for that one, well, It'll be more about how syd and sark ended up and stuff. The lyrics are from the song 'Love To See You Cry' with Enrique Iglesias. This might be a bit OOC, but lately I've been reading a lot of Gilmore Girls fanfics. So, I might be slightly influenced by that. I suck at writing and it's un-beta-ed, So I'm really SORRY. I really need feedback, maybe I can improve myself.
LAST TIME:
*He starts to date this girl, he had worked with a few times, named Allison G. Doren.
He didn't really care that much for the girl but, hey, the one he was intrested in seemed to hate him and was involved with one of the guards.*
*~*
Chapter. 3:
//Maybe I just wanna touch you
Feel you warm inside again
Maybe I just wanna hurt you
The sweetest pleasure is pain ...\\
Sark woke up, as he heard noise like the TV in his room was on.
Who could that be? Allison was out on a mission.
He opens his eyes better, and sees Mia only clad in PJ-bottoms and one of his buttoned-down shirts (you could see her crimson red lace bra, underneath his dark blue shirt, since she hadn't botherd buttoning it up.) He sits up, and figures out she's taken his duvet and has most of it under her feet (one foot under and the other one over.)
"Could you please exsplain to me why the hell you're in my room, my bed, watching my TV, wearing my shirt and have my duvet under your feet?" He asked her, as she continued to flip channels.
He grabs the remote, and that makes her look at him.
Pretend angry. GREAT!! Just what he needed at 6:30 AM in the morning.
"Exscuse me, but I was using that. You know I can get it back from you in a heartbeat." She tells him, but there was more like amusment than anything in her eyes.
"I'll give it back, if you tell me what you're doing here?" He told her, as he had hid the TV-remote somewhere.
"Well, doing in your room: nothing really just watching TV. Your bed: It looked comfy. Watching your TV: Boring watching TV alone. Wearing your shirt: before the room, bed and TV, I was having breakfast and coffee spilled onto my tank-top, your door was open and I saw this comfortable-looking shirt on a chair. Your duvet: Kinda cold on one foot and hot on one but also too lazy to get up and do something about it. Now give me back the remote." She tells him, she was ready to fight him for it (he could see it in her eyes.)
"Find it yourself. I'm going back to sleep." He tells her, and closes his eyes. He hears her say; "You're no fun." He opens one eye, and sees her pouting but then her eyes light up.
A mischivous (don't know if that's written right. ~ Dru) glint in her green - blue eyes.
"Wonder where it could be." She tells him, as he closes his eyes again and was about to fall asleep again when he feels weight on his waist.
He opened his eyes again, and he saw she had straddled him at the waist and using one hand, held both of his hands above his head. He really had no idea what she was planning on doing.
So, when she started to kiss his neck with sweet, light, little kisses he frezes underneeth her. When she had started to nibble at his ears, he was kinda going crazy but then she suddenly stopped and he looked up at her face.
She was smirking , waving the remote. She just loved to play with him. She could so easily affect him, he affected her a little bit too but she was never gonna admit that to him or herself.
"Found it. Thanks but I think I'll go and work out a little." She tells him, as she gets of him and get's out of his bed. "Here's your shirt and remote back." She throws them too him, as she exits his bedroom.
~*~*~
The next day Irina got home and told Sark, she was sending him on a mission to Belgium.
He didn't know it at that time but when he had, had breakfast with Mia that morning that would be the last he'd see of her.
~*~*~
To Be Continued ...
A/N: Remember to reply, but don't be mean. I hope it isn't horrible, because I kinda wrote this off the top of my head. ~ Dru
LAST TIME:
*He starts to date this girl, he had worked with a few times, named Allison G. Doren.
He didn't really care that much for the girl but, hey, the one he was intrested in seemed to hate him and was involved with one of the guards.*
*~*
Chapter. 3:
//Maybe I just wanna touch you
Feel you warm inside again
Maybe I just wanna hurt you
The sweetest pleasure is pain ...\\
Sark woke up, as he heard noise like the TV in his room was on.
Who could that be? Allison was out on a mission.
He opens his eyes better, and sees Mia only clad in PJ-bottoms and one of his buttoned-down shirts (you could see her crimson red lace bra, underneath his dark blue shirt, since she hadn't botherd buttoning it up.) He sits up, and figures out she's taken his duvet and has most of it under her feet (one foot under and the other one over.)
"Could you please exsplain to me why the hell you're in my room, my bed, watching my TV, wearing my shirt and have my duvet under your feet?" He asked her, as she continued to flip channels.
He grabs the remote, and that makes her look at him.
Pretend angry. GREAT!! Just what he needed at 6:30 AM in the morning.
"Exscuse me, but I was using that. You know I can get it back from you in a heartbeat." She tells him, but there was more like amusment than anything in her eyes.
"I'll give it back, if you tell me what you're doing here?" He told her, as he had hid the TV-remote somewhere.
"Well, doing in your room: nothing really just watching TV. Your bed: It looked comfy. Watching your TV: Boring watching TV alone. Wearing your shirt: before the room, bed and TV, I was having breakfast and coffee spilled onto my tank-top, your door was open and I saw this comfortable-looking shirt on a chair. Your duvet: Kinda cold on one foot and hot on one but also too lazy to get up and do something about it. Now give me back the remote." She tells him, she was ready to fight him for it (he could see it in her eyes.)
"Find it yourself. I'm going back to sleep." He tells her, and closes his eyes. He hears her say; "You're no fun." He opens one eye, and sees her pouting but then her eyes light up.
A mischivous (don't know if that's written right. ~ Dru) glint in her green - blue eyes.
"Wonder where it could be." She tells him, as he closes his eyes again and was about to fall asleep again when he feels weight on his waist.
He opened his eyes again, and he saw she had straddled him at the waist and using one hand, held both of his hands above his head. He really had no idea what she was planning on doing.
So, when she started to kiss his neck with sweet, light, little kisses he frezes underneeth her. When she had started to nibble at his ears, he was kinda going crazy but then she suddenly stopped and he looked up at her face.
She was smirking , waving the remote. She just loved to play with him. She could so easily affect him, he affected her a little bit too but she was never gonna admit that to him or herself.
"Found it. Thanks but I think I'll go and work out a little." She tells him, as she gets of him and get's out of his bed. "Here's your shirt and remote back." She throws them too him, as she exits his bedroom.
~*~*~
The next day Irina got home and told Sark, she was sending him on a mission to Belgium.
He didn't know it at that time but when he had, had breakfast with Mia that morning that would be the last he'd see of her.
~*~*~
To Be Continued ...
A/N: Remember to reply, but don't be mean. I hope it isn't horrible, because I kinda wrote this off the top of my head. ~ Dru
