Friday Night, A Secluded Part Of The Beach

[walks_two_paths]

As promised, the delivery men for Nast's had made sure the bike was to Savannah by the close of business. She packed a basket of food and then took the food, a blanket, a tent and the bike out to the beach. She had chosen this part of the beach because it was where she usually practiced her magic where it wouldn't hurt anyone.

She set up the tent and the dinner, and then positioned the bike where he couldn't miss it. She sat on the bike... and waited.


[[OOC: For Johnny]]

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[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"Because you spent way too much money..." he said, peering at her through lowly lidded eyes. His hand caressed back down the handle and settled back on her thigh, squeezing gently.

[walks-two-paths.livejournal.com]

She looked at him and smiled softly.

"It was something I wanted to do and have been planning on it for awhile."

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Both hands found either thigh now and he moved forward, eyes on hers. "I should tell you to send it back..."

[walks-two-paths.livejournal.com]

Savannah swallowed, her eyes meeting his as she tried to focus.

"You know I won't. It's yours..."

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"I could make you," he said low, his hands moving up along her thighs.

[walks-two-paths.livejournal.com]

Oh god, he so wasn't playing fair.

"You could try," she murmured, trembling slightly. "But it won't work. If you don't accept it now, I could take it with me to the shop and keep it with mine... and then when you leave the island, it would be waiting for you in New York."

She really would.

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

He knew she would, the minx.

Grinning slowly, he leaned forward and kissed her chin softly. "Then tell me how I'm supposed to accept such a gift," he whispered against her jawline.

[walks-two-paths.livejournal.com]

"Mmmm... with a kiss and a thank you is usually ... a good way to start..." She reached for him. "Telling me that you like it is also a nice way, too."

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

He leaned forward, moving in between her legs, and his hands went to her hips, pulling her even closer. "I still think I ought to kick your ass," he murmured, nibbling on her neck. "But kissing you will work." He licked the spot he nibbled. "And babe, it is a sweet bike. I love it."

[walks-two-paths.livejournal.com]

She tilted her head, giving him better access to her neck, as she was moved closer to him. "Kissing is much better than kicking my ass," she said, running a hand along the back of his neck. "I'm glad you like it."