Title : Cure for the soul.
By : GirlOfSpring
Pairing : Nell/Callen
Summary: It all started with a certain intelligence analyst who needed her music and a certain special agent who was disturbed by the noise. A Nallen story
Disclaimer : Don't own, don't own, don't own.
Note: So. Yeah. Finally! But I made this chapter extra long to make up for the wait (it actually is the longest chapter to date!). And there is a lot of stuff going on in there as well, but still all emotional. I hope y'all like it a bit, because I am still not too sure about everything. Anyways, sorry again for the long wait! And a few days ago I did put up this little oneshot after seeing the latest episode Out of the Past called 'Bed Head'. It's very Nallen and if you haven't read it yet, go and read it! I am even thinking about turning it into a twoshot, on request for some of the reviewers.
And once again, thank you so much for all the lovely reviews! I love reviews, they just make me want to write more and I really hope you folks enjoy reading the chapter. And on another note: we have reached the 100 followers! First the 100 reviews, then the 100 followers! I am so amazed and very, very grateful. You guys are amazing!
DarkDivine131: Thank you for the review! And I did enjoy writing Sam's wife (but some stuff is going down in the next episode about his wife, so soon we might have a real idea what she's like!). And I would love to hear what you think about this chapter. I am not that good and confrontational stuff (it shows, I guess) so some feedback would be amazing! Until next time!
Novelnerd97: Haha, I think them being stupid about this is going to end quite soon. I hope you like this chapter and thank you for the review!
Yellowahks: Thank you! And I apologise for the long wait since the last update (I sometimes start reading stories in progress and then I have to wait for updates and it is so frustrating! I love to just keep reading..) and I hope you will like the newest chapter!
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Writergirl99: I only thought of it while writing it and when it comes I just put it down. But here's another chapter with quite the sequel to what happened. And I quite enjoy writing Rachel, even if we might get to actually meet Sam's wife in the next episode. And I am going to try updating more regularly again!
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Angelscatie: And there is some talking in this chapter, but I have to admit I don't do that well with these kinds of conversations. But I would love to hear what you think of it. Thank you for the review.
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~~~|G|O|S|~~~
Nell slipped through the first door she could find. Luckily, this was the bathroom for the ladies and she all but dove into the first empty stall, avoiding to look anybody in the eye.
Two young women were standing in front of the mirror, checking their images and reapplying some make-up while chatting about their boyfriends who were waiting for them outside.
They had looked up when Nell had come barging in, but hadn't said anything as she disappeared in the stall, locking the door behind her.
With shaking hands, Nell put down the lid before sitting down.
Her legs were shaking and when she saw her hand, she noticed how her fingers were trembling uncontrollably.
Ashamed for what had happened, she pressed her hands against her face and closed her eyes.
She was still panting and Nell started counting to three with inhaling and exhaling to get herself under control.
Together with her breathing, also her heartbeat calmed down, but the strong tension between her shoulders wouldn't go away.
Neither would the bitter feeling of shame.
Finally, Nell lifted her hands from her face, only then noticing they were slightly wet with a couple of tears.
Horror filled her. Had she been crying?
Her breathing quickened again with the new wave of panic, until her logical mind rationalized that her eyes weren't burning like they usually did when she would cry.
She ripped off a piece of toilet paper and patted it over her cheeks.
She hadn't cried, but somewhere in the panic, tears had appeared in her eyes.
She closed them for a second and forced herself again to breathe slowly, this time counting to five so she would have to slow her breathing.
Finally, she was calmed down.
The tension was still in her body, but she wasn't trembling anymore.
With a slow movement, she stretched her arms and felt some of the tension between her shoulders disappear when she felt a slight pop.
Then, finally, she let herself think back to what had happened.
A ball of unease had nestled itself in her abdomen, mixing with the shame for what had happened and fear for what the consequences might turn out to be.
It was almost impossible to think back to the kiss and the way his lips had forcefully claimed hers while rough fingers had gripped her skin without immediately feeling guilty again.
It was all just very tiring, the way the memory of the kiss itself made her feel warm inside, just before it was all shattered to pieces when she realized how stupid she had been.
And together with that feeling, everything else came stumbling back.
It was like a carousel, taking her round and round over the same emotions again and again until she felt exhausted.
Damn it.
She knew she was a bad drinker. She knew that, with her petite frame and low resistance, she should pay more attention to what she drank.
Especially when she hadn't eaten that much over the last couple of hours.
And the two rather full glasses of champagne had been her downfall.
Thinking this, Nell furiously shook her head as if disagreeing with herself.
No, she couldn't blame this on something else.
Even if the champagne had helped her in all of this, she had always had the desire to kiss G. Without the drink, she would have just never acted on it.
With a groan, Nell let her head fall back into her hands.
What was she going to do about this?
~~~|G|O|S|~~~
G was still standing exactly where Nell had left him, his eyes still looking in the direction in which she had disappeared.
If he couldn't still feel her lips on his, her tiny body pressed against his, he would have thought he had been dreaming again. But he was pretty sure he hadn't been.
"G? Is everything alright?"
He turned around and saw Rachel standing there with a man who was about his age with thin, blonde hair and piercing blue eyes.
They must have just rounded the corner.
G adored Rachel, she was an amazing woman and they got along greatly, but right now he could just curse her for ruining the moment.
But Rachel wasn't her composed self either.
She was holding an iPad in her hand and seemed frustrated with something.
The man standing next to her was feeling quite the same, but he didn't have the skill she did in hiding her feelings. He was looking at G with open distrust, as if he thought he was standing here all alone while plotting something against his artwork.
G felt a pang of bitterness hit him in the chest.
No, he had been standing here with Nell and when they had com, she had disappeared.
But, instead of showing anything, he nodded towards the duo and started walking away from them.
"I'll see you later Rachel."
She nodded in answer, before turning back to the man she had accompanied here.
"As I have been telling you, Mr. Codori, the paintings are displayed in exactly the way you have asked us to. Now please, will you enjoy-"
G tuned the voices out and kept walking away from where he had been standing.
He would have to go and find Nell so they could talk.
A feeling of dread settled over him in a heavy blanket.
This was all just a big fuck-up.
Even worse because he was the one to have kissed her.
Kissed her first, for that matter.
G remembered her words and couldn't help a small tilt in his lips when he thought of the way how flustered she had looked, how annoyed with him for everything. And she had said that she couldn't stop thinking about kissing him.
He stopped dead in his track when suddenly her words came back to him.
She couldn't stop thinking about kissing him?
Really?
Him?
He had to talk to her, go through what had happened.
But where had she gone?
~~~|G|O|S|~~~
Rachel thanked the gods when Mr. Codori finally agreed with her that everything was perfectly fine, that all the paintings were up in the right order and that he really should go and enjoy the party.
So, finally, he had walked back and she sighed in relief.
Disaster averted.
Codori knew how to throw a tantrum, especially when he wasn't happy about something, and she didn't need an upset artist right now.
She unlocked the iPad in her hands again and quickly looked through her files once again to see if everything was indeed in order before putting the lock on again.
She might be a bit paranoid. Just a bit.
When she ran a big event such as this one, she had to keep double-checking to make sure everything was still fine and nobody had done something that would screw things up.
Alright.
She turned around and looked in the direction in which she had seen G disappear.
Something had seemed off, but she couldn't exactly put her finger on it.
Then, suddenly, she realized what had been different from before.
His pupils had been dilated quite heavily and his lips had been swollen. Actually, he had had the whole 'just-kissed-the-life-out-of-somebody'-look about him.
Pondering about this, she walked past the ladies' room and slipped inside for a moment. While entering, she passed two young women but inside the room was empty except for one occupied stall.
Rachel put down the iPad and put soap on her hands so she could wash them with the water, all the while looking in the mirror to see if she still looked presentable.
She felt as if Codori had left a thin layer of filth on her so she took some tissues, dripped some water on them and slightly washed her face to make the feeling go away.
In the end, she dried her face of and readjusted her mascara, before stepping back slightly to see if the result was alright.
It was.
With a slight nod, she picked up her iPad again and checked the time.
She had been inside for a few minutes Rachel realized, before turning around to the occupied stall. Nothing had happened since coming in and once she listened intently, she could only make out some breathing.
"Is everything alright in there?" Rachel asked the person.
Her question was answered by a slight gasp of surprise, followed by stumbling as the person inside seemed to jump up.
Some stumbling could be heard and Rachel stepped back again, almost expecting the door to burst open.
It didn't.
But Rachel did see a part of the shoes the woman inside was wearing. The wheels in her mind started turning as she went over them. She had seen them inside a while ago. Somebody she knew had been wearing them.
Suddenly, it clicked.
"Nell? Are you in there?"
And then something else clicked as well.
The stumbling inside got louder, until it suddenly stopped.
"Yes," Rachel finally got a quiet answer.
The girl sounded tired.
Rachel frowned slightly.
"Are you alright?"
Her repeated question was met by a few seconds of silence until she heard the door being unlocked.
It slowly opened, revealing the young woman in the green dress. She had evidently been sitting on the lid of the toilet seat which was still down.
Hazel eyes met dark brown when Nell finally looked up at her. She seemed unnaturally pale compared to what she had looked like earlier when they had met and her fingers were trembling slightly.
When the girl noticed that she was looking at them, she formed two tiny fists from her hands.
"Come on dear, let's get you cleaned up a little." Rachel said softly while she stepped forward and took one of the fists.
Nell's skin was cold to the touch as she allowed Rachel to take her out of the stall and she stood still in front of the mirror.
Again, Rachel took some tissues and dipped them slightly in a stream of hot water coming from the tap before turning back to the girl.
She studied her face before raising the hand to softly swipe away the tiny smudge of mascara from her cheek.
Her lips were a tiny bit rosier than they had been before.
Had she been..?
"Can I give you some advice, Nell?" Rachel asked softly as she put down the tissues and took out her own mascara so she could give it to the girl.
She had been using brown eyeliner, which Rachel didn't have so she couldn't really help her with that.
Nell sighed slightly before accepting the mascara and turning to the mirror to reapply the make-up.
"This is going to be about G, isn't it?"
Rachel smiled slightly in response and looked the girl in the eyes in the mirror.
"Yes it is."
Nell swiped the brush of mascara past her lashes, seeming to think about it for a moment before nodding in defeat.
"I have known G for a couple of years now and he would get distracted sometimes, or don't say a lot or he wouldn't show up for a while, but in the end he would always come home. And I have seen him do a lot of things, varying from playing games with my daughter to helping us when Sam is on his business trips. But there is one thing I have never heard him do, until very recently."
The girl had stopped using the mascara halfway through her words and was looking at her curiously now.
Rachel smiled knowingly and picked up her iPad again from where she had put it aside minutes ago.
"I have never heard him hum a melody, whistle a tune or even sing a song. Until recently at least. He tries to hide it but sometimes he can't help it and it just slips out."
Nell was staring at her, surprise showing in her eyes now. The mascara lay forgotten in her hand.
"So I guess what I wanted to say is that something has changed, changed him, and I am very grateful it has."
Rachel turned back to the mirror and with her finger she plucked a strand of hair and put it behind her ear.
Nell seemed baffled, but Rachel just smiled.
"Keep the mascara."
Then she turned around and left the room.
~~~|G|O|S|~~~
Nell was still holding the mascara in her hand when Rachel left the room. The door closing was the sound that woke her from her thoughts and quickly she finished applying it before looking at herself again in the mirror.
She looked better.
Still a bit pale, but better.
Less rattled and more composed, in a way like Rachel who always seemed to know what was going on and managed to take everything in with elegance and grace.
Sam was a very lucky man.
She smiled slightly at the thought, still thinking it was a bit weird to imagine Sam as a husband and a father since she had known him for such a long time as the special agent he was.
And G.
Nell sighed and walked towards the door to leave the room as well.
Rachel wouldn't be the one to lie about this.
A feeling of warmth settled over her with these thoughts as she stepped outside again.
"Nell!"
Her name was shouted almost immediately and she almost jumped at the sudden sound.
But it wasn't G.
Eric was walking towards her, a huge smile on his face and two glasses of champagne in his hands. Once he reached her, he presented her the first glass while holding the second a bit closer to him.
Nell shook her head in answer.
"No, I think I am going to drink something else."
She didn't feel like drinking more of the champagne, after what had happened.
Eric nodded and together they walked back towards the crowd of guests.
When a waiter passed, Eric swapped the champagne for some water and handed her the glass instead.
She smiled thankfully and they toasted.
"So, where did you disappear off to?" Eric inquired before taking another gulp of his glass, effectively emptying it.
Well he seemed to be quite chipper.
Nell raised her own glass to her lips before answering his question.
"I just had a look at some paintings. Some of them look quite intriguing.." she said. And it was almost the truth.
Eric easily accepted her lie before flashing down another waiter. This time he took a drink of an unusual purple colour.
Nell didn't know what it was, but it must be something alcoholic.
Eric swallowed it in one go before grinning broadly at her.
Nell slowly raised her eyebrows at him, questioning him silently.
"These are amazing!" He just said happily.
Oh dear.
"Eric, how many have you had of those?" she asked.
A look of confusion showed in his eyes, but instead of answering her question, he waved at something behind her.
"Hey guys!"
Nell glanced over her shoulder to see Kensi and Deeks. Dancing. Kensi and Deeks were dancing.
Apparently, Kensi had caved and now they were standing quite closely as they swayed to the music.
With Eric's greeting, they jumped apart as if they had been hit by a lightning and neither would look the other in the eye.
"Eric, Nell" Kensi greeted them through clenched teeth.
Deeks was the first to recover and he slung an arm over Eric's shoulder before they walked away together as Nell heard them say something about getting more drinks.
The girls were left alone and Nell turned towards Kensi, who seemed to be slightly uncomfortable.
"There is no way you are drunk enough to forget this, is there?" Kensi tried.
A grin appeared on Nell's face, forgetting all about her own problems, before she shook her head.
"The drunk one left already. I have no idea what's in those purple drinks, but he must have had quite a few already because he was already halfway gone."
Kensi nodded and she took a glass of wine from one of the passing waters.
They both drank from their glasses while Kensi kept looking over Nell's story to see something behind her.
Nell followed her gaze to where Eric and Deeks were standing at the buffet, talking and laughing while they were each curing another glass in their hands and looking for something to snack.
Nell turned back to the female agent and grinned slightly.
"So, how did he convince you?"
Kensi blinked at the sudden question before looking back at the analyst.
"I was talking with a couple when he showed up and somehow convinced them we were together, before making up some story that I wouldn't dance with him. They felt sorry for him, I don't know why, so I was kind of forced to dance with him."
She seemed to grovel slightly with the confession, but Nell could still see the smile in her eyes.
"You like to make him work for it, don't you?" Nell said softly. She hadn't really thought about it only when the words left her mouth did she realize this could offend Kensi, but she simply shrugged in response.
"Deeks will always keep flirting, but I never know if he is serious or not."
Nell was quiet with those words.
It almost seemed as if Kensi showed a more vulnerable side of herself, but she wasn't sure.
It was strange for Nell to think that Kensi, Kensi of all people, could in any way be insecure about herself. She was this amazingly strong and beautiful woman who had done something with her life.
Every man in the room had at least once looked in her direction.
The burgundy dress she was wearing did her justice in every way.
Nell sighed lightly and drank the last water from her glass.
"How about we go and make sure those men aren't making a mess of everything?"
Kensi flashed a grin and together they walked to the buffet, joining Eric and Deeks.
~~~|G|O|S|~~~
Time flies when you are with your friends.
That's true.
Nell spent the rest of her evening with Kensi, Deeks and Eric having fun, eating and dancing. The other three drank more and more wine as Nell kept drinking water even if one or twice Deeks sneakily tried to hand her a glass of white wine.
They were joined by Sam and Rachel on different occasions, but Nell never had to face G.
He kept to himself, only talking to the others when they strayed in his direction or wandering around and looking at the paintings.
At first it annoyed Nell, but as time passed the thoughts of G faded to the back of her head.
After a couple of hours, it seemed to be enough.
Eric and Deeks had taken to making jokes nobody could hear since they whispered to each other and Kensi was asked to dance by numerous guys.
Nell noticed how once in a while, Deeks would flash an angry stare towards her and the other man while they were dancing, but once she came back to them he was all happy and joking again.
When Eric was starting to slur his words, Nell decided it had been enough.
"Come on Eric, let's go." She said softly.
Big, green eyes turned to her and he seemed to frown for a second as if he couldn't see her correctly.
"But I don't wanna go.." He whined, before pouting immensely at her.
Nell didn't even blink and softly put a hand on his arm.
"Yes, you do. You are going to go home and have a good, long night in your own bed. And then you will wake up and you can go surfing."
Deeks seemed to perk up at the word surfing and he immediately jumped into a surfing stance. He turned his body, spread his feet and held his hands as if he was trying to keep his balance on a surfboard.
Eric saw what he was doing and immediately copied the movements.
The two of them were attracting quite the attention. Deeks didn't care and Eric was just too drunk to realize. Otherwise he would have been feeling quite uneasy.
Kensi was standing next to Nell, laughing at the way the two guys were behaving.
Deeks only winked at her before swaying his arms around some more.
"Now we just need the sun and the girls in bikinis. That would totally make my day!"
Nell laughed as they were joined by Sam, who was frowning slightly at the two other men and their behavior.
"You look ridiculous." He stated, simple and direct.
It only made Nell and Kensi laugh louder.
The broad-shouldered man grinned.
It took them a few minutes to find their way outside.
Everybody said goodbye to Rachel, thanking her for everything she had done and making promises to meet each other again.
Nell slightly hugged the older woman, having the feeling she had found a new friend in her.
Rachel just winked at her, before leaning against her tall husband who put an arm around her waist.
The quartet was making their way to the exit when Nell looked back once and saw G who was saying goodbye to the couple.
She quickly got her coat and soon they were standing on the sidewalk. Deeks was jumping up and down and finally managed to hail a cab.
"After you." He opened the door and held it open for Nell to get in. He was bowing until his chin touched his knees and Nell laughed again.
She quickly hugged Kensi to say goodbye, before doing the same to Deeks.
He pulled her into a bear hug and she squealed until he let her go.
"Goodnight Nell."
"Goodnight Marty."
She smiled up at him one last time before getting into the cab. Eric had already gotten in and was waiting for her.
The door was closed by Deeks and the cab took off in the direction of Eric's apartment.
Good choice.
She wanted to make sure he would get home safely.
~~~|G|O|S|~~~
G was just stepping outside when he saw Nell and Eric get into a cab and take off.
For a moment, he stood still as he watched how the cab disappeared around the corner.
She had been avoiding him all evening.
He had thought it not to be possible, but she had somehow managed to do so. She would disappear to the bathroom, need something to drink or want a small bite from the buffet.
And every time she would just be gone.
He sighed and shook his head, before hailing a cab himself.
He saw Kensi and Deeks and he lifted his hand in a short goodbye before getting in the cab.
He had somewhere to be.
~~~|G|O|S|~~~
Nell had been home for a few minutes.
She had brought Eric home, made sure he got inside and on his bed where he had quickly fallen asleep. She had left him there and gotten back into the cab she had asked to wait for her.
Home, she had quickly taken of the shoes and for a second she relished the feeling of walking around barefooted.
Her calves were hurting slightly from walking around on them all day.
She walked through the living room into the small kitchen, where she put the boiler on for some water. She felt like having some tea and maybe..
For a moment Nell rummaged through the fridge until she pulled out some homemade chocolate mousse.
Humming, she took a spoon from the drawer and stole a tiny bite until the water was boiling and she filled a cup with a tea bag for some herbal tea. With the tea in one hand and the mousse in the other, Nell went back to the living room where she settled on the couch, feet propped up underneath her.
With the remote control, she turned on the television and she flipped through the channels until she found one where they constantly played jazz music with videos from when they had been made.
She smiled slightly when she recognized a very happy Louis Prima singing Just a Gigolo.
Nell ate from the mousse and waited for the tea to cool off as she watched the video, a smile on her lips.
He was always so happy, jumping around and actually entertaining the public.
"'cause I ain't got nobody.
Nobody cares for me. Just, nobody cares for me."
Nell smiled sadly.
It was quite ironic how the song was quite happy while the chorus was in its own way quite sad.
The song came to an end and another one began, but her peace and quiet was interrupted.
The bell rang.
~~~|G|O|S|~~~
G wasn't the person to feel nervous about something.
He did now though.
He wasn't sure what it was had made him come here in the middle of the night anyway, but he was here now.
And the cab had left.
He looked back to the street for a moment to make sure of it.
Yes, the yellow car had disappeared from where it had parked to let him out.
He sighed and turned back to the door, before finally ringing the doorbell.
From inside, he could hear some kind of music. He wasn't even surprised; Nell seemed to love music and was always listening to something.
He heard some stumbling inside until it was silent again.
G could see the small hole in the door through which she was probably looking right now. There was no way in saying whether she would even open the door.
But she did.
The door slid open a few inches and he could see she still had the dead bolt on it.
Her hazel eyes looked at him from behind the door, piercing right through her.
"Can we talk?" he asked, simple and direct.
He saw the doubt in her eyes and sighed.
"We need to talk Nell. Please?"
The door closed with a slam and he heard her taking off the dead bolt before opening the door again.
"Come in"
He complied and stepped inside the hallway as she closed the door again behind him. He turned around to face her and saw she was holding a gun in her hand.
His eyebrows slowly rose when he saw the big weapon in her small hands. When she followed his gaze and saw what he was looking at, she stepped sideways and put it on the table next to the door.
"It doesn't happen every night somebody rings at my door." She said simply before walking inside the living room.
G followed her, his eyes taking in her figure.
She had taken off the shoes and seemed to be smaller. But without the shoes she looked natural, as if she was some mythical creature that lived in the forest.
"Can I get you anything?"
"No thank you."
She stopped and turned around to look him dead in the eye, an expecting look in her eyes.
Alright.
~~~|G|O|S|~~~
G was standing in the middle of her living room and he couldn't have been more out of place.
He was still wearing his tux, but he had opened the top buttons which made him look a bit more laidback.
For a moment, he looked around the room before settling on her once again.
His blue eyes met hers across the room which was only lighted by a small lamp next to the couch and the television that was still on. She had only muted it when she had heard the doorbell.
"Nell, about that kiss-"
He seemed uneasy and she felt something break.
"No, it's alright. It was a mistake, I get it." She interrupted him, not even thinking before she said those words.
It came automatic after she had been telling herself for weeks that he would never be interested in a girl like her.
But he shook his head at her words, before taking a step closer to her.
"No, it wasn't. At least, for me it wasn't. Was it a mistake for you?"
The question threw her and she looked at him in surprise. A mistake for her?
She mulled over it for a second until she realized that she had only thought it to be a mistake because she had felt ashamed afterwards.
She looked back up at him, only to see he had stepped closer once again.
"Because I distinctly remember you saying something like thinking about kissing me"
Nell felt her cheeks flash red at that memory.
Had she really said that?
"And I have a confession to make myself."
A strong hand came up to cup her face as the other hand slid around her waist and gently pulled her closer against him.
He leaned in and her breath hitched when she realized how close he was now. She faintly smelt his cologne and all the negative thoughts about herself left her.
"What?" she managed to whisper.
"I can't stop thinking about kissing you either. Because you are this strong and independent, beautiful woman and every time we are alone, I want to kiss you."
Sudden confidence made her feel as if she was flying.
"Stop fighting it then. Kiss me."
For a moment he searched her eyes before doing exactly that.
For the third time that evening, their lips met in a kiss. Only this time, it was very different.
He kissed her slowly, this time not barging in and letting him lead by desire. His lips were a soft touch and it remained that way until she relaxed into him.
It seemed he had been waiting for that moment, because he softly started to apply a little more pressure.
He faintly tasted of whiskey.
Her hands came up and she locked her fingers behind his neck while she slightly raised herself on her toes to meet his height a bit better.
His lips were warm and soft when they coaxed hers apart and he deepened the kiss.
Nell let herself be swept away as they kissed.
His grip on her tightened as he pulled her tighter against him and one of her fingers went through his very short hair.
She was barely standing on her own toes now as his tongue found hers and she felt a sensation built up in her toes before slowly spreading through her whole body.
Her heart was beating rapidly when a soft moan escaped her lips once again.
This seemed to draw his attention and for a moment their kiss was broken.
His eyes found hers and she noticed how his blue irises had turned into thin lines of blue around his dilated pupils.
But this time, they weren't interrupted by anyone and she didn't run away from him.
His arms lifted her with ease and the next moment he had sat down on the couch and was holding her on his lap. She was facing him, but his legs were too broad for her knees to actually touch the fabric of the couch.
Warm hands came to lie on her hips and his fingers slightly rubbed over the green fabric. Her skin underneath tingled.
This time it was Nell who closed the gap and kissed G. He immediately parted his lips and deepened the kiss.
~~~|G|O|S|~~~
She tasted like chocolate.
Like chocolate and everything else that was good and sweet.
And she was kissing him, deeply at that, and there was no way she was going to run away from him this time.
One of his hands moved to her bare back and he used it to pressure her against him while softly caressing the skin he had found there.
His other hand slid down slightly and landed on her leg again, which was even more uncovered than before because the skirt of the dress had ridden up slightly due to her position.
It all caused her to shift her weight and a sudden jolt of fierce desire shot through him when he felt her settle again.
Oh god.
He broke the kiss and puller her against him, pressing his lips against her neck before closing his eyes for a moment.
Nell had frozen for the slightest second, either noticing the hardening or surprised by the fact he broke the kiss.
Or both.
But she didn't say anything and he shifted her until he was holding her in his arms and they were sitting both comfortably.
He was not going to sleep with her tonight. He wouldn't. She deserved better and he would give her better.
It was quiet for a moment until Nell broke the silence.
"What now?"
He looked down at her and raised a hand to stroke her cheek.
"Can we risk this?" she asked.
His hand stopped and he sighed.
"Haven't we already?"
She seemed to think about it, before agreeing.
"Yes, we have."
G bent down and his lips touched her in the softest of kisses.
"I want this." He finally said.
"I want you." This had been his deepest desire for the past weeks and now it was this close, he was not going to stop.
Before she could say anything, he spoke again.
"Before we do anything or decide anything, how about I take you out on a real date. Tomorrow night. We'll go eat somewhere and do something nice."
"Like a test-run?"
"You could look at it like that. A test-run; to see if it works."
Nell looked at him before suddenly smiling.
"I want this too. Let's just go out on a first date and we'll see where things will go from there."
A first official date, he could live with that.
And he would do his damned best to make it the best first date she would ever go on.
~~~|G|O|S|~~~
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