Last night, for some reason, I had this weird dream I was Cook's girlfriend and I was kinda like Effy and it was us against the world. It gave me reason to write this morning. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own Skins. I just wish I was Effy and my boyfriend was Cook. :D
Effy couldn't believe she was stressing about what to wear on a date with Cook. It wasn't exactly like she had to impress him; he'd have loved her just the same if she was wearing a paper bag. In fact he'd probably like that it showed off her legs more. And he only ever wore what clean-ish clothes he could find on his bedroom floor. Nonetheless, she spent an hour trying to figure it out, before settling on skinny jeans and a singlet top with some boots. She still wasn't sure if she looked good or not. She scrunched up her face in the mirror and headed down stairs before she could change her mind again. She ate her dinner and took her pill. She headed to the front door and yelled out 'ready, Cook?' It was so weird to being going on a first date with a boy she lived with. But they had never really done anything the conventional way.
Cook actually managed to put on clean clothes. Although, they were only clean because Effy had done his laundry. The important thing, however, was that he had made a huge effort to actually look decent. He didn't understand how he could feel so nervous when he'd seen Effy naked about a thousand times already. She did some strange things to his head, she really did.
He stepped out of the bathroom when she called his named and headed down stairs to greet her. She smiled at him and could not, for the life of her, figure out why she had butterflies in her stomach. 'Let's go, babe,' Cook said.
Cook drove Effy's car [well, Anthea's car] west for what seemed like an eternity, but was in actuality only an hour or so. 'Where are we going?' Effy asked partway through the journey. She'd left the date planning up to him and she wasn't so sure he even had a plan.
'You'll see; nothin' like a bit of mystery, ay peachy?' Cook smirked at Effy and kept driving. It reminded her of their outlaw tour of Britain. She didn't know where she was, she didn't know where she was going. But this time it was different; there was no guilt, no drink, and no problems they were running from. Effy had settled back into her seat in contented silence for the remainder of the drive.
Once they'd driven maybe an hour and a half, they ended up in the middle of nowhere. Cook thought maybe they were in or near Grafton or something like that, but there weren't many signs around. That didn't matter anyway. He pulled the car to a stop on the side of a road and hopped out. Effy followed him as he climbed over a fence with a box in his hands, slightly confused. Effy looked back at the car sitting on the side of the road. 'Cook, what are we doing here?'
They walked to the top of the tallest paddock around them and he said 'here. Turn around.' Frowning, Effy turned to the side and was greeted by a spectacular sight. It was dark but the light from the moon and the stars illuminated the nearest paddocks. They were dotted with cows and sheep, and the grass shone a deep green in the semi-darkness. 'Oh,' was all she said. She beamed at him. It was beautiful. She wondered how Cook came up with an idea so uncharacteristically romantic.
He sat on the grass and she followed suit as he opened the small box. 'I bought a gateau; black forest.'
'My favourite.' They sat on the grass eating cake and chatting about nothing for a while, before lying down and looking at the sky. It was always one of Effy's favourite things to do. Perhaps it was the only greater enigma than she was, so it made her feel less crazy.
Cook wrapped an arm around Effy and she moulded herself against his side as they relaxed in silence. This was the most at ease they could ever remember being. She looked over to Cook to find him already staring at her, something he seemed to do a lot. 'What?' She asked, with a half-smile.
'Nothing.'
'Why are you staring at me? It's creepy.'
'Coz you're beautiful, babe. And I fucking love you.'
Effy pounced on him. So maybe she wanted to have sex with him sober, but they didn't exactly need a bed to do it after all, did they? There'd be lots of chances for that in the future. Instead, she practically attacked Cook's mouth with her lips and he responded with an equal hunger.
He deepened her kiss while he let his hands explore her body as if he didn't know every inch of it. He led a trail of kisses from her jaw to her neck and down to her breasts. Effy felt like her skin was on fire. After all these years he still had this effect on her. It was scary, but she didn't want it to stop.
Cook worked her jeans down as she undid his trousers. She kissed him on the lips again and let out a gasp as he worked his fingers into her underwear. His touch made her melt into him and she laid on her back, looking up at the stars, letting him take the lead for once.
With a gentleness she didn't know he possessed, Cook kissed her, touched her and entered her. As he moved against her, he looked down at her with love in his eyes. He didn't mind that he'd turned into a love sick puppy. Not when he had Effy to show for it.
Effy looked up at him and whispered 'I fucking love you, too.' With the stars and the moon above them, Cook took them both to orgasm.
Effy woke up the next morning acutely aware that she was lying on a dewy patch of grass in the arms of Cook. How familiar; they had done this before. She didn't even remember feeling sleepy, let alone dozing off there. She sat up and looked around, before lighting a spliff. It was a beautiful morning and in the sunshine she could see much, much further into the distance. The cows were eating grass and- uh-oh- coming their way on a tractor was who she presumed to be the owner of the farm they'd slept on.
She tapped Cook on the shoulder. As he woke she said 'wake up, we're about to get busted.'
'Fuck.' He jumped up immediately, ready to flee. 'Morning, peachy,' he said, and he gave her a peck on the lips before grabbing her hand and running off. Effy followed behind him, one hand filled with his and the other still holding her morning spliff. She was laughing in between pants for air and holding the stitch at her side when they got back to the car. They managed to get into the car and drive away just as the farmer came over the hill.
Cook let out a bark of laughter. So maybe they were no good at conventional dates, but they still had their fun. In fact, she was glad they did things their way. Fuck normal. They were the two most fucked up people she knew. 'That was fun, eh?' He asked. Effy nodded. 'So it's we've had a date now, is it official?'
'What?'
'We've been fucking around for years. You gonna be my girlfriend or what?'
He couldn't just ask normally, could he? Effy rolled her eyes at him. 'You're a twat. Of course.' And they drove home.
So, how did you like it? I hope it wasn't to OOC. Somebody give me feedback on my attempted sex scene. It's the first one I've written coz they make me feel really awkward. I do like reading them, though. :) One more chapter to go, and I have a series of related one shots coming up after that, from an idea I had while writing this. It'll follow directly on from this story.