The film rolled to a close after what felt like months for the disillusioned redhead. Peter was paying attention to the film and MJ was sure the blonde was trying to make herself look appealing to get his attention, which would have irritated her if he had even noticed her, because she hadn't heard a peep out of him since the guards and the girl entered about 45 minutes ago.
As the lights blinked and then faded on the credits scrolled up and suddenly Peter was reanimated, aware of what and who was around him. Mary Jane for one saw this inevitability as a god send, praying that they could just leave quickly and be alone again, away from Blondes, annoyingly long films and in general life. Before entering this place she hadn't a clue where, why, when. All she knew was that he was with her, and everything would be okay if it continued to go as it was. But now in hindsight and how Peter had goofily smirked and laughed through out, as well as his constant talk upon the trailer she was glad to have taken him, this part was more for him than for her, and he better be grateful late she thought with a sly grin.
As he stood MJ saw the blonde turn to him and ask him what he thought about it, he replied happily and she did that thing girls do when the smile and giggle at the same time, batting her eyelids at him. MJ would have caved her head in but felt Peter's hand take her and he said in a clear tone "Lead the way honey". Smiling as she coined on she walked with him in toe back to the lobby and into the cold street, Peter sliding his coat back on as they reached their destination. Turning to face her his features beaming red with embarrassment, his eyes seeming to have a problem maintaining contact with her.
"Well, that's never happened before" He said unsure of the reaction he was going to provoke.
"Now your just being modest" Mary Jane replied. She wanted him to explain how he felt, not just brush it off like he usually did with everything. His emotions were going to be clawed out of him if it was the last thing she did.
"Well I'm not exactly Kent am I? I'm the invisible geek when it comes to girls" He laughed, and she now wasn't sure if the self-deprecating humour was just that or weather or not he believed it himself. Placing a lone finger on the centre of his chest she ran it down to his belt, and much to Peter's mute shock she then looked him up and down like a piece of meat.
"No, you most certainly aren't" Her tone impressed and aroused. Peter wasn't sure if he was meant to be flattered of itemised, but whatever it was that look in MJ's eyes because of him was a massive ego boost, or in his case a great place to start an ego. He coughed nervously and she took a step back, turning sideways and beckoning him to follow her.
"Where are we going now?" he inquired, and she just grinned again. Stepping backward he followed like a lost puppy. He was aware he was being manipulated, but he trusted her, and as tonight had progressed he wasn't sure if she had noticed he wasn't objecting anymore. Whatever she wanted from him she could take and he would give it whole heartidly. The soft caresses had melted his body, but it was her restraint that had gotten to him. She had been pressed against him at more than one occasion, and he knew that she had wanted him, but had respected him enough to just tease him. I'm over analysing again, just forget it, she wins.
>>>Right, Nightmage I hope your happy now! Haha, can't say I'm not customer friendly! Right, This one is up to you! In my carefree scribbling story I am going to let you guys decide where the next location is:
1: The nightclub revisited
2: A late night coffee shop
3: A quite Bar
Cast your votes now! I'll be back soon with the winner!
