Santa Genie Baby
Chapter 2
Gene had opted to wait outside in the Quattro, he'd been left somewhat annoyed when Alex changed her mind on rushing out quickly and said that she wanted to say goodnight to her friends inside the Community Club. She'd also mentioned that she would get changed back into her normal clothes. On the way out, he'd awkwardly encountered a few more Variety acts; a circus juggling Frenchman and his fez head-wearing monkey who was perched on his right shoulder. He knew this place was getting moderately stranger by the minute. A few moments later he'd been just about able to sidestep three young New Romantic street dancers. He looked satisfied to see youngsters practicing in and around the backstage area and most importantly keeping out of trouble. He hadn't been a person who strongly supported anything charity-wise despite this however, even if this was for a beneficial cause in the good name of Christmas, this still reasonably left a carefree smile across his face.
"Gene? I'm ready to leave now" Alex appeared quietly out of the blue, alongside the Quattro a minute or so later. "Dear Christ, she's wearing the costume again, she wants me tonight yeah she wants to seduce me while she's wearing it" He didn't know what to consciously think about, he knew that if he blurted out whatever he was thinking, it might cause a right squabble between them. He'd formerly had a tendency to give away too much information, well enough to inappropriately create plenty of blushing amongst some female policewomen.
Surely by now she must have cottoned on to the entertaining sight of him, his forehead sweating profusely and the fact that he was behaving nervously, very gingerly around her. "Yes..of course.." The longer he behaved this way, the more she would work out the reason behind his inexplicable behaviour.
She bowed her head down before going to climb into the front passenger seat of the Quattro, regardless of the cold weather conditions. Just as she began to settle comfortably within in her seat, she fleetingly smiled. Gene remembered that he hadn't been wearing his gloves nor one of his scarves.. "You're shivering and you're not wearing your scarf, this isn't like you to not forget." She highlighted this before he had the chance to retrieve his scarf from the glove department.
"You know sometimes Bolls you can be too much of a Miss Smarty Knickers" Gene spelled out what he was thinking at that point in time, just before the Quattro away from the edge of the pavement.
"Yes you can be too much of a nagger, too big for his boots and who's very much of a jealous individual. Don't think I haven't worked it out because unfortunately I pretty much know why you're really here" Alex had successfully worked out why he must have been there at the Community Center She knew, well it actually hadn't taken too much time for her to figure it out. The excuse she referenced about, hadn't been a very convincing one. Maybe her boss and close confidante did if truth be told, know her very well than she knew about herself.
"That's not a very festively comment to say. Alright then you're correct about one thing. When I first saw you up there on the stage singing I admit I did feel my Big Manc Heart beating more than it normally does." Gene decided to come clean because he knew if he didn't, she would unleash a trick from her sleeve by adding some of her Psychology talk into their prospering conversation.
"And...?" She smirked, knowing this would be enjoyable to see him finding it difficult to properly explain.
"Well, given that it's almost Christmas I just fancied a change of scenery." Gene replied. He pretended not to make this obvious.
"No, don't believe you one little bit because I know you didn't believe me today and instead of going to Luigis you chose to follow me, see where I would be going to."
"Why you must be a posh mouthy tart with too much common sense of brain knowledge ." Gene sighed, frustratingly. He suddenly swerved the Quattro around into an illuminated neighboring street and without delay made certain they were leaving at the other end of this specific street.
"You didn't need to take a shortcut Gene"
"Only choice right now. Rather not drive too much as I'm a bit pissed right now" The time had suitably come. Call it unpredictable, Call it crazy, Call it whatever you thought or like. Gene Hunt's greatest ever moment in life in which he hoped to confess his innermost feelings had finally reached it's end point.
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Back at Alex's flat, finding himself provisionally alone for the time being first and foremost because Alex was now stuck in the kitchen, pouring them both two glasses of sparkling sherry. She clearly preferred to keep him waiting. To kill the time, he got up from the sofa and went over to the window area and started to view the extravagant decorations she'd single-handedly placed up in and around the expansive living room.
"Nice decorations you've got up. Much of a better effort than my uninspiring effort back in CID." Gene tried to act polite and well mannered, whilst trying to stay calm as he spent a considerable amount of time thinking about how he would get his genuine feelings off his chest and how she might respond.
"Thanks, actually I've had them for three years. Bought the dancing snowman on a market stall on Thorpe Street last month, quite a bargain it was too." She promptly answered immediately. Now she seemed to be blushing persistently, it was unforeseen to be talking about how wonderful her Christmas decorations were. She effectively blamed him for triggering off her flushed cheeks. Yes sometimes, despite even without knowing it, he had the ability to do this to her. Damn you Gene Hunt she laughed to herself. She overheard him shuffling about in the living room, she was hoping he hadn't accidentally knocked over her nicely decorated Christmas tree in the left hand corner of the room.
A short worry which was soon confirmed by her self-conscious house guest. "Bolls..uhm, I might have knocked over a few of the baubles from your tree. But it's alright I'll put them back up even though I'm not the world best Christmas tree decorator"
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Alex and Gene were now both eagerly munching on a few mince pies and chatting about the holidays. She'd also helped him with rearranging the baubles on the tree. He'd made her laugh when he commented about the Father Christmas bauble which resembled a crabby expression he sometimes made himself. Shortly after, Gene seemed distinctly speechless, his notable logical thinking and positive body language now diminishing suddenly. "Damn she's still wearing the bloody sexy outfit, she's playing a naughty game with me."
"You sure about having me here with you?" He was overcome with sudden nervousness, no not good, not a good sign at all. He knew he was instantly letting the cat of the bag, he also began to believe that he was becoming to some extent; a rubbish liar and acting like a reluctant and nervous schoolboy.
"It was you who wanted to come up here and have a drink with me in the first place. Honestly Gene you're behaving oddly tonight. Is there something wrong? Something you want to tell me" Alex jumped at the chance to find out why he looked as a cat amongst a group of pigeons. Hopefully he might explain the real reason behind why he couldn't help staring at the front of her outfit.
"I..uh..well if truth be told, you in that outfit. Just looking at it, it's been giving me the right horn all evening " In fact he could only confess half of the truth, he didn't believe it would be necessary to describe about, how much her costume was driving him crazy with desire. How much it was providing his mind with mischievous images of him and Alex(dressed as an elf) relishing in a bit of suggestive roleplay.
"I never once expected that I'd be leaving you hot under the collar this evening Gene." Alex grinned.
"Bet this is making your night, much more enjoyable isn't it." He knew she was bound to be delighted after hearing him own up about this.
"It has, maybe the Christmas spirit has finally touched your heart at last. Forced you to confront your deepest of feelings head on" Alex wisely challenged him to reveal whether it had done the inevitable and succeeded in doing so.
"The Christmas spirit?"
" Yes Gene. A simple yes or no?"
He wondered whether perhaps the delectable sherry and the tasty mince pies had softened him a little or possibly whether she was right, the Christmas spirit had struck a chord and more to the point sincerely and openly warmed his heart. He wasn't an individual who was particularly longing to open his heart to anybody. However surprisingly enough after finding himself being challenged to by Alex, it soon became rather unexpected yet delightful. It soon felt great to take the weight off from both of his shoulders.
"As a matter of fact, this might surprise you to hear. Yes it bloody well has. Gene Genie getting affected by the good old Christmas spirit." Gene said.
While further feeling exceptionally satisfied to hear this, Alex brought out a mistletoe branch from behind the sofa and had an intimate request she wanted to suggest to him. "Maybe a bit of mistletoe might just add more to your renewed confidence, what do you think, me and you sharing a kiss."
"You want to kiss me?"
"Oh yes, I'm not letting this opportunity out of my grasp" She elucidated. She sashayed herself closely beside him, lifting the mistletoe above both of them.
"Alright then, you'd better be a good kisser."
"Gene Hunt, I'm offended by that comment!" She feigned considerable shock, she started to retreat away momentarily. Keeping up the pretense she was playing on him.
"Good grief, woman it was only a small comment" He huffed and folded his arms together. Wishing he hadn't bothered opening up now.
"I'm teasing you that's all..couldn't resist it." She finally conceded and owned up to him. "I still want that requested kiss from you." she drew nearer towards him and slowly closed her eyes, as she waited for him to respond. It wasn't too long before an affirmative response came out of the blue, in a magnificent way she hadn't anticipated nor dreamed about. Gene's soft, soothing lips gently began to caress hers, she responded warmly to his affectionate reply by thoroughly running her hand into his silky-smooth, golden hair. It gradually turned into something more than a regular festive kiss under the mistletoe and more of a blossoming sense of love and fondness between each other.
Gene pulled away first after a few minutes, smiling and admiring how gorgeous she looked even with smudged lipsticks around her lips. "Bedroom Bolls?"
"Absolutely." She jumped up first from the sofa and tugged onto his hand with her left hand, squeezing it as he coolly got up soon after. She willingly lead him towards her bedroom, excitement filling her thoughts. She was just glad that she'd decided to leave her elf costume on and began to wonder how exactly he might react when she undressed in front of him. He'll make two naughty minded comments no doubt.
"Bolls I have to fully admit right now, you in that. It's giving me some extra special images of you entertaining me especially a naughty one with you strutting your stuff on the dance-floor for me, in this good dear brain of mine" Gene delightedly updated her on what he was thinking at the present moment.
"Goodness I hadn't realized you were having these very sexy thoughts Gene." Alex giggled as she turned around to face him, gazing up and into his adorable and exquisite eyes. She positioned her arms around his upper back and was first to pick where they left off from the living room, by embracing him passionately with her eager lips.
End of Chapter
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