08 - deltanudaughter - ...date?

[smartemployee]

So after this happens...

Ashley has no idea why he's doing this. Part of him says, "Why not? You've already been on a trip to the mall and a sit-down for coffee." and the other part of him is screaming, "You fucking idiot - you're going to mess this up! What about Linda? Don't start forgetting about her already, asshole! You loved her!"

But he's already kissed her. And she's kissed him back.

He was going to invite her back to his plate... the typical macho man thing. But he remembered "his place" was absolutely trashed the last time he checked. Definitely not the place for a little princess like her. And hotels were completely out of the question - firstly, due to his lack of a paycheck, and secondly, because that doesn't sound nice at all.

When all else fails? Hop in the Classic. Head over to the Pontiac for a movie. You never even have to leave the car.

(Don't worry, Elle. All the shit from his car? Is in the trunk. There's room for you.)

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[smartemployee.livejournal.com]

Ashinova like.

He'll just be continuing the kiss now, occasionally breaking away for a bit of breath and a playful nip to her bottom lip.

[deltanudaughter.livejournal.com]

Elle lets out a small moan as she kisses him. The nip catches her by surprise, but it doesn't bother her too much.

She then moves one of her arms and begins to feel around Ash's chest.

[smartemployee.livejournal.com]

When Ash finally decides to leave her mouth and leave kisses along her jaw and the crook of her neck, he stops to mutter in her ear. "Babe - exactly how far d'you want to take this?" He gently nips at her earlobe. "Lemme know now."

[deltanudaughter.livejournal.com]

Elle gasps at the nips on her earlobe. "Not too hard," she warns.

She runs her fingers through Ash's hair. "I don't mind going all the way. But what about you? You sure about this?"

[smartemployee.livejournal.com]

She doesn't mind? She doesn't mind? Yeah - like that's going to do wonders for his self-control. He's still smack dab in the middle of a personal/moral/my-girlfriend-just-died dilemma.

But he really likes her - or thinks he likes her. And she's pretty hot. And she smells nice. And he likes the feeling of her hands in his hair.

With a small groan, he rests his face in the crook of her neck while deliberating.

"Why the hell not," he mutters a few awkwardly silent moments later.

[deltanudaughter.livejournal.com]

Well, she's not exactly going to scream 'Take me now!'. She's got her own personal dilemmas she's dealing with.

She likes him too though and doesn't want to screw it all up.

"You sure?" she asks again, quietly. She doesn't want to sound too matronly, but she doesn't want to pressure either.

[smartemployee.livejournal.com]

Hey - but this is Ashley J. Williams we're talking about here. After five minutes? She just might be screaming something. (See what I did there.)

"Yeah, yeah," he replies, giving her a kiss on the cheek. "I'm sure." He thinks. Don't give him time to second-guess himself.

[deltanudaughter.livejournal.com]

"Okay," she says, turning his head toward her and putting another kiss on his lips. Now or never...