FIRE UP CLOSE
Disclaimer: M-X, Don't Own Then. Enjoy!
Hey all! Sorry I took so long but life does call...Thanks for all the E-Mails I've been getting. Some of you have been very antsy to see where this goes, so....Enjoy. This borrows from Dream Lover and so on.... This part is short, just to move things along.
JESSE
Shalimar watched them from a comfortable distance. In their usual seats, Jesse and Lexa battled each other on a glass chess board with crystal figurines. He was studious, she was bored. It was a cover for them both. Blue eyes penetrated in strategy as the man pushed curving locks from his face. Unbeknownst to him, Lexa bit back reacting to it. She did so with every quirk of his personality. If he smirked or bit his lip, she'd freeze, unavoidable thoughts crossing her mind. But right now, to the feral, it was blatant. The brunette's lashes lowered, watching the clueless man plan a move she already knew how to counter. He had absolutely no idea...
But, Shalimar's struggles were still just as prevalent. Moving to the catwalk, she stepped out of sight to lean on the nearby railing. From the view, she was almost directly above them. Her ears perked to the conversation. Lexa still 'interested' her, and that unsettled her nerves.
"So..." The molecular smirked as he finally made a move on the chessboard. "You never did talk about what went on in the men's club."
"You never asked..." Grinning, the brunette countered his move, nearly giggling when his head lowered. "Shal and I had some 'fun' times."
"I bet." The man replied. Again Lexa found herself watching the blonde head in thought. Her fingers itched to brush his hair. "Sorry I wasn't there for the show..."
"Well, you didn't miss much...A little dancing, a little drinking..."
Jesse winked at her before making his next move only to see Lexa roll her eyes and counter again. "Damn! You always do that!"
"You always let me..." She yawned.
Shalimar grew tired of the 'flirting' between them, and settled onto a stairway nearby. Leaning on the rail, her ears still perked towards the conversation. "I will beat you this time!" Jesse replied. "There's nothing you can do about it."
Her eyes fixated on him, just waiting to pounce. When it was readable that he'd figured out a step, lips parted as he picked up the pawn. "Shal and I did kiss..."
The feral snapped up at the chess piece clattering onto the bored. She could see Jesse's eyes widen in shock. "You 'kissed' Shalimar?"
"Jess! Look what you did! These pieces are broken." Unstirred, Lexa moved to the game board, fingering through chipped and broken chess pieces.
"Lexa! You kissed Shalimar?"
"Relax, it was just a kiss on the cheek."
Shalimar knew better. That moment at the table was all part of the cover. After all, they'd been pushing the envelope most of the night. But Lexa 'knew' how to go farther. The blonde had been caught off guard when her teammate slipped a finger into her brassiere, pulled her close and placed lips on her cheek. It felt just as it looked, slow, heated and simple. Still, the feral found herself blushing and had to snap back into the moment. The woman's touch somehow burned into her skin.
"You said that to throw me off." Jesse accused, interrupting the feral's thoughts. But his smirk was undeniable. His initial look of trying to be upset soon replaced with macho intrigue.
"Yeah, "The brunette grinned. "But you took it there. Boys never think with their heads...at least not the right one."
"Lex, you said you kissed someone I consider a sister."
"And that bothers you because..."
The molecular looked at her, sitting smug and crossed legged before him. His lips curled in the all knowing smirk. Lexa's eyes flashed as she held her breath. He could be so damned handsome. "You need me to spell it out for you?" His voice held a dare so sultry, the brunette nearly shook.
"You know what, Jess?" Lexa sang dangerously. "You think too much....The obvious always slips by you." Pale eyes connected with his own, no where near innocent in their gaze. "But...just when I think you don't have a clue, you get all smooth on me."
"Smooth, huh?"
"Yeah. Nice, dependable Rocky has a dangerous streak."
Shalimar found herself agitated. Months of obvious attraction between her team mates now made her ...jealous. She couldn't dress it up as anything else. Once, protective of Jesse, the woman now found herself attracted to the very things she warned him from. Lexa was pure danger draped in designer clothes and mounted on a killer pair of legs. Still, the blonde questioned it all. Was she attracted to Lexa's powers or just ...Lexa?
That one moment, when the woman showed her she didn't have to fear fire- the very thing that could undo her feral side- seemed to 'tempt' her. Honestly, Shalimar wanted to learn more, see just how far she could push this. If she didn't have to be afraid then maybe, there was a way she could overcome her fear- make it more of a weapon then an adversary. But now, she realized there was something else to deal with. And that something sat across from the brunette, his eyes dancing with the very possibilities of her. The feral loved him more than life itself.
Defeated, slender hands covered her face before curling in thought over her mouth. Narrow elbows balanced easily on her knees. The last thing she'd ever wanted was to hurt him. They were family. Still he was in love and she was infatuated with the same person. Damn! She thought. Why can't I just have sexual tension with Brennan- as usual?
Their laughter interrupted her, reminding the woman of where she was. Standing, she began a slow descent down the stairs and towards where they sat. Eventually, she'd have to talk to them both about it. And that shook her nerves .
Disclaimer: M-X, Don't Own Then. Enjoy!
Hey all! Sorry I took so long but life does call...Thanks for all the E-Mails I've been getting. Some of you have been very antsy to see where this goes, so....Enjoy. This borrows from Dream Lover and so on.... This part is short, just to move things along.
JESSE
Shalimar watched them from a comfortable distance. In their usual seats, Jesse and Lexa battled each other on a glass chess board with crystal figurines. He was studious, she was bored. It was a cover for them both. Blue eyes penetrated in strategy as the man pushed curving locks from his face. Unbeknownst to him, Lexa bit back reacting to it. She did so with every quirk of his personality. If he smirked or bit his lip, she'd freeze, unavoidable thoughts crossing her mind. But right now, to the feral, it was blatant. The brunette's lashes lowered, watching the clueless man plan a move she already knew how to counter. He had absolutely no idea...
But, Shalimar's struggles were still just as prevalent. Moving to the catwalk, she stepped out of sight to lean on the nearby railing. From the view, she was almost directly above them. Her ears perked to the conversation. Lexa still 'interested' her, and that unsettled her nerves.
"So..." The molecular smirked as he finally made a move on the chessboard. "You never did talk about what went on in the men's club."
"You never asked..." Grinning, the brunette countered his move, nearly giggling when his head lowered. "Shal and I had some 'fun' times."
"I bet." The man replied. Again Lexa found herself watching the blonde head in thought. Her fingers itched to brush his hair. "Sorry I wasn't there for the show..."
"Well, you didn't miss much...A little dancing, a little drinking..."
Jesse winked at her before making his next move only to see Lexa roll her eyes and counter again. "Damn! You always do that!"
"You always let me..." She yawned.
Shalimar grew tired of the 'flirting' between them, and settled onto a stairway nearby. Leaning on the rail, her ears still perked towards the conversation. "I will beat you this time!" Jesse replied. "There's nothing you can do about it."
Her eyes fixated on him, just waiting to pounce. When it was readable that he'd figured out a step, lips parted as he picked up the pawn. "Shal and I did kiss..."
The feral snapped up at the chess piece clattering onto the bored. She could see Jesse's eyes widen in shock. "You 'kissed' Shalimar?"
"Jess! Look what you did! These pieces are broken." Unstirred, Lexa moved to the game board, fingering through chipped and broken chess pieces.
"Lexa! You kissed Shalimar?"
"Relax, it was just a kiss on the cheek."
Shalimar knew better. That moment at the table was all part of the cover. After all, they'd been pushing the envelope most of the night. But Lexa 'knew' how to go farther. The blonde had been caught off guard when her teammate slipped a finger into her brassiere, pulled her close and placed lips on her cheek. It felt just as it looked, slow, heated and simple. Still, the feral found herself blushing and had to snap back into the moment. The woman's touch somehow burned into her skin.
"You said that to throw me off." Jesse accused, interrupting the feral's thoughts. But his smirk was undeniable. His initial look of trying to be upset soon replaced with macho intrigue.
"Yeah, "The brunette grinned. "But you took it there. Boys never think with their heads...at least not the right one."
"Lex, you said you kissed someone I consider a sister."
"And that bothers you because..."
The molecular looked at her, sitting smug and crossed legged before him. His lips curled in the all knowing smirk. Lexa's eyes flashed as she held her breath. He could be so damned handsome. "You need me to spell it out for you?" His voice held a dare so sultry, the brunette nearly shook.
"You know what, Jess?" Lexa sang dangerously. "You think too much....The obvious always slips by you." Pale eyes connected with his own, no where near innocent in their gaze. "But...just when I think you don't have a clue, you get all smooth on me."
"Smooth, huh?"
"Yeah. Nice, dependable Rocky has a dangerous streak."
Shalimar found herself agitated. Months of obvious attraction between her team mates now made her ...jealous. She couldn't dress it up as anything else. Once, protective of Jesse, the woman now found herself attracted to the very things she warned him from. Lexa was pure danger draped in designer clothes and mounted on a killer pair of legs. Still, the blonde questioned it all. Was she attracted to Lexa's powers or just ...Lexa?
That one moment, when the woman showed her she didn't have to fear fire- the very thing that could undo her feral side- seemed to 'tempt' her. Honestly, Shalimar wanted to learn more, see just how far she could push this. If she didn't have to be afraid then maybe, there was a way she could overcome her fear- make it more of a weapon then an adversary. But now, she realized there was something else to deal with. And that something sat across from the brunette, his eyes dancing with the very possibilities of her. The feral loved him more than life itself.
Defeated, slender hands covered her face before curling in thought over her mouth. Narrow elbows balanced easily on her knees. The last thing she'd ever wanted was to hurt him. They were family. Still he was in love and she was infatuated with the same person. Damn! She thought. Why can't I just have sexual tension with Brennan- as usual?
Their laughter interrupted her, reminding the woman of where she was. Standing, she began a slow descent down the stairs and towards where they sat. Eventually, she'd have to talk to them both about it. And that shook her nerves .