Jess's Lost Book

The Decision of the Flower

2009-12-06T20:10:39Z

Title: The Decision of the Flower
Author: Jess_Who
Fandom: Ashes To Ashes
Pairings: Alex, mentions of Gene & Molly.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: Only a fan, not the owner.. :(
Note: Honesty i don't where some of this rubbish spouts from.

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Plucking at the silken blooms she whispers "Real, not real, real" under her breath, allowing her prize to slip through her fingers like old tear drops.
She watches the petals collect in the breeze, scuttling across tarmac and starts on another "1982, 2008, 1982"
She tried not to think too hard about how it always falls on the wrong one.
Real. 1982
As the wind becomes harsher she decides she's not ready to face the storm, leaving the ground littered with little flowers. Alex's lunch break is over and today is another day that she can't choose between. Between her secrets.
Molly Or Gene.

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What number tunnel's this?

2009-12-02T01:19:42Z

Title: What number tunnel's this?
Author: Jess_Who
Fandom: Ashes To Ashes
Pairings: Alex, Gene, Ray and Chris
Spoilers: Opening sequence for Series 2
Rating: 12
Word Count: 100
Prompt: #333 'Police' for Writer's Choice
Disclaimer: Only a fan, not the owner.. :(

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"We're meant to be the police for Christ sake"
To be perfectly honest map reading never was her one of her strong points and now she was having to put up with the ranting and raving of her colleagues as they made there stumbling retreat through waist deep water, to the nearest exit.
"Haven't you heard Raymondo, police's job to wade through shit" Gene huffed flicking a thrown in Alex's direction as he struck his lighter to illuminate their watery path.

...

"69, 96 easy mistake to make." Alex mumbled to her empty flat as she set about clean Gene's snake skinned boots.

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Kiss Me Harder

2009-11-24T22:00:04Z

Title: Kiss Me Harder
Author: Jess_Who
Fandom: Ashes To Ashes
Pairings: Alex & Gene
Rating: PG/12 (Kissing?)
Word Count: 396
Disclaimer: Neither the show nor anything in it belong to me :(

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She wanted to see how far she could push him before he would snap.
If there was one thing she could do well, it was make him mad, infuriatingly so. The only problem was that he was capable of the same and it made her quickly lose sight of what her purpose was in this silly game of out smarting eachother.

Alex's eyes are burning with a barely contain emotion that he had not seen in recent months, not since the car bomb and he's relishing in it. He loves the way the Alex he knows shines through in a good wrestle of words.
They where close, too close. Less than an inch between their nose's and still they were shouting. Before he knows it he's stepped over some invisible line and she's forcing her hands against his chest, angrily bunching a fistful of shirt and shoving him harshly into his filing cabinet. The bang echoing around them.
A man never to allow a situation to slip out of his control, he pins her wrist's down to her side's, their eye interlocking and he is so close he can feel the heavy rise and fall of her chest and her breath coming out in puffs against his lips.
Neither of them move, they just stand there pressed against the warmth of the other, silently daring the other to be the first to act.
He realizes this maybe his only chance. There is the acknowledged chance that all he will get in return is a knee to the valuable's, but it would be worth it to feel her lips on his.
So before she has a chance to move away he releases his hold on her wrist's and instead weaves them into her soft curls and brings his mouth down on to Alex's.
She tastes of tea and banana with a slight under play of toothpaste, her lips are soft and plump against his and he knows it will end sooner than he would like.
In her reluctance to summit to the onslaught of his tongue like he had half hoped, she fights back with her own mouth. Biting his lips with painful abandonment, as she thrusts her own tongue into his.
When they part for oxygen he knows his mouth will be as swollen as her's, his lip may even be split, but he still wants her to kiss him harder.

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jess_who @ 2009-11-05T00:08:00

2009-11-05T00:19:43Z

Title: Message Without An Envelope
Author: Jess_Who
Fandom: Ashes To Ashes
Pairings: Alex, Molly & Gene
Rating: PG
Word Count: 523
Disclaimer: Neither the show nor anything in it belong to me :(
Notes: Written in response to Prompt Challenge #322 'Postcard' on Writer's_Choice

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- a card, often bearing a photograph, picture, etc., on one side, (picture postcard), for sending a message - (TheFreeDictionary)

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If it wasn't for her heavy breathing, anyone would think her a statue. She's trapped inside her mind listening to postcard voices from her future.
"a bullet wound to the head" .... "even if she does wake the damage is already done" .... "Molly she'll need 24 hour care, she won't have any motor or vocal functions, you don't that for her, do you?" .... " You need to say goodbye now, Molly"
Alex lent forward in her chair and pressing the back of her hand to her mouth in order to silence the sobs racking through her.
There isn't some great goal at the end of this, a connection that will send her home. She's denied it for so long and it hurts more for it, she had been clinging to that last bit of hope that she would see her daughter again.

When the team arrive to find her shaking form sitting in the dark, Gene takes her aside. "I'm staying hhh here, I'm not, my daughter, I'll never see her again" Her tears fall on to his coat and she holds onto him, like he's the only think she has left.
"Dead" Alex doesn't realize she's saying her thoughts aloud until he mutters Molly's name gently under his breath. She doesn't correct him, doesn't say 'No it's me that's dead', because it's easier to let him think that her daughters dead, he wouldn't believe her if she said Molly's was alive in 2008 and although she had Evan White she was now without her mum.

"Mummy" At the sound of her voice Alex slumps in Gene's arm, her eyes close and her face becomes deadly calm.
"Mummy, I'm sorry" Alex knows this is the last time she'll see her daughters face, so she lets her eyes roam freely, drinking in every detail and committing them to memory "They're switching your life machine off, we have minutes. Mummy i don't want you to go"
Alex held out her arms for her daughter and then shes holding her, like she's wanted to do for so many months. She buries her nose in mousy brown hair and inhales the scent of flowers and bubble gum.
She doesn't want to lose this, wants to spend forever hugging her little girl. But all too soon the minutes are up and its time for the last farewells.
"Mum" Molly's the first to pull away, but Alex retains as much contact with her as she can, gently rubbing her tears away "I lo, i love you so much"
"Oh Molls i love you too, i tired so hard to get back to you Molly, i really did" Alex pressed her lips to Molly forehead in a lingering kiss, still whispering how much she loves her, when she pulls back and opens her eyes it's to find she has gone and Gene's in her place.

At first she still sleeps with her TV on, sits at her desk waiting for the phone to ring or the lights to flicker out. But the messages haven't returned and in her sleep she can hear the gaps in futuristic bleeps on a heart monitor lengthening.

..... ..... ..... .....

"Goodbye Mummy"

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jess_who @ 2009-11-05T00:08:00

2009-11-05T00:08:19Z

If it wasn't for her heavy breathing, anyone would think her a statue. She's trapped inside her mind listening to postcard voices from her future.
"a bullet wound to the head" .... "even if she does wake the damage is already done" .... "Molly she'll need 24 hour care, she won't have any motor or vocal functions, you don't that for her, do you?" .... " You need to say goodbye now, Molly"
Alex lent forward in her chair and pressing the back of her hand to her mouth in order to silence the sobs racking through her.
There isn't some great goal at the end of this, a connection that will send her home. She's denied it for so long and it hurts more for it, she had been clinging to that last bit of hope that she would see her daughter again.

..... ..... ..... .....

"Goodbye Mummy"

Fight Him

2009-11-02T22:38:27Z

Title: Fight Him
Author: Jess_Who
Fandom: Ashes To Ashes
Pairings: Alex/Gene
Warnings: PG
Word Count: 353
Disclaimer: Neither the show nor anything in it belong to me :(
Notes: Written in response to Prompt Challenge #120 'Fight' on Writer's_Choice

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"It's complicated isn't it? Life... you think you've got it all worked out and someone comes along and makes you think completely different about it"

She thought she could trust him, but there was no denying what she'd seen. Her DCI was corrupt.
She's lost him. Not that she had ever had him. She thought he cared about them, his team and her.
Especially her. She couldn't decipher what it was that they had. What ever it was had been cast aside in that instance.
The distrust she now felt rang though her words. She wants to scream at him, tell him how he makes her feel physically sick and that she'll fight him every step of the way if she has too.

Corrupt? The word makes her tongue feel heavy and her heart contract.
She feels dirty in his presence now. She should have seen it.
He plays a good game, she'll give him that.
Tonight she's to tried for games. To tired for the fight. Weary of it all. She's lonelier than she'd ever thought.

All those moment they had shared felt like empty lies, still she clung to them, they were the only weapon she had left.

"You're not getting it are you Bolls?"

The seconds tick by in her head, and her thought are stepping over each other in exhilaration. He was playing with them. He was a good cop. Honest. On her side. She didn't have to fight him.
All of a sudden it was like she could breath again, she had him. He wasn't corrupt, he was protecting her. They were a team. He cared.
They would fight the rot together.

"You don't get it. I thought i'd lost you"

She can feel him scrutinizing her, his brow gently furrowed as he picks apart her words and for a second she thinks he understand.
That he can see straight through her. To why she's here. To why she can't leave.
And she's left wondering that if Shaz hadn't of burst in, if he would have closed the gap between them and.... but she had and he didn't.

Red Car, Leather Gloves

2009-10-29T20:55:11Z

Title: Red Car, Leather Gloves
Author: Jess_Who
Fandom: Ashes To Ashes
Pairings: Alex/Gene
Warnings: 18 "Adult"
Word Count: 299
Disclaimer: Neither the show nor anything in it belong to me :(
Notes: Written in response to Prompt Challenge #327 'Fantasy' on Writer's_Choice

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It's silly, it is just a silly little fantasy her mind has decided to throw at her in what has to be one of the most inapproiate moments.
But now it has set firm roots in her head and all she can picture is that flamin' red car and his leather gloves.
To be more precise her bent over the bonnet of the Quattro face pressed against the shiny surface.
Although she has shown this kind of affection for his car before, it has never been so intimately and with him taking her for a different kind of ride while she's left clinging on for dear life.

This is possibly one of her trashier fantasy's involving him, who would have thought a dirty ally down some dead end back street of London would get her blood pumping.
Looking over at him interrogating a suspect, she wonders what he would do about it if he knew. If he knew that while she was leaning against the damp brick wall she was rolling over the idea of his leather clad hand parting her thighs. . . he'd either have a heart attack, snap at her to get a move on or just do it. Just push her over the car, pull her tight jeans down far enough to be able to have her there and then as roughly as he liked.

She joins him back in the relative warmth of the Quattro, now that he's done beating 10 shade of shit out of some lowlife unlucky enough to learn his style of policing.
"Right then, we've got some murderin' scum to nick!" He announced pulling on his black leather gloves.
A blush graced her cheeks as she watch his hands tighten around the steering wheel. Just a fantasy she reminded herself, not going to happen.

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Colliding

2009-10-27T03:47:45Z

Title: Colliding
Author: Jess_Who
Rating: 18
Characters: Alex & Ray
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: I don't own them :(
Authors Note: Alex/Ray. I admit i lean more toward Alex/Gene, but i love how Alex and Ray interact when alone. Criticism is welcome.

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It's late and her mouth is hot on his. There is a prominent taste of whiskey and wine on the tongues battling for dominance.
And it feels good, better than either of them thought it would be to give into sensations rather than thought. They both know she won't be staying here in the long run, and it feels only right to make the most of these empty hours.
At this exact moment the only thing that matters to her is his hand traveling up the inside of her thigh, her legs colliding with hard wood as she stumbles back on to his desk, knocking files to the floor.

His fingers slipping past her skimpy knickers, a whimpering sound leaves her throat in a feminine gesture so unlike the Detective Inspector he's used to seeing. And right now he is seeing a hell of a lot more of her than she would usually allow.
Her curls are tangled, the shimmering red of her bra is peeking through her unbuttoned shirt, her dark grey pencil skirt is bunched tightly around her waist, her damp satin knickers are pushed to one side and her stocking clad legs are wrapped around him.
Her cheeks are rosy with arousal, and the only thing she can concentrate on in this drunken hazy of sexual desire, is the need to unbuckle his belt.
Once released from the denim en-caging him, he pulls his superior closer spreading her legs as far as possible. Hips greeting one another as he hastily enters her. With his body he presses her further back against the cool surface of his desk, with both hands he grips her supple bottom and raises her to meet his every thrust.
A groan of pleasure passes between their joined lips as skin crashes against skin in the darkness of CID. He reaches a hand between their bodies to tease at her swollen bud, pulling and pinching, becoming gradually rougher as she arches her back away from the table she tensed and fluttered around him, biting down on her lower lip to stifle her moans, Alex shudders against him again when he continued to push gently inside of her working her through the last remnants of orgasm.

In a series of coordinated moves Alex pushed a stunned Ray away from her and into the hard chair at his desk, panting heavily she lowers herself into his lap and kisses him lazily as she slowly lifts herself and sharply fall back onto him, causing him to buck upwards into her with a surprised grunt. The chair squeaked against the tiled floor every time she grinds her body into his. Grabbing a firm hold onto the lapels of his leather jacket she pulls him flush against her, and coaxes him closer to his down fall.
As the friction between them rises to its crescendo, their coupling becomes frenzied in it's release. Alex let free a sigh of contentment, as Ray placed clumsy kisses against the soft skin of her neck.

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Finding Tosh

2009-10-25T23:49:20Z

Title: Finding Tosh
Author: Jess_Who
Rating: 15 (For one swear word)
Pairing: Tosh & Owen
Spoilers: End of Series 2
Disclaimer: Belongs to BBC

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Owen for all it's pain wears his anger like a coat of armour. Most day he finds himself just closing his eye and choosing a battle grounds.
He can't sleep, eat, breath, fuck and god forbid he gets a cut or breaks a bone.

And in Tosh's twisted little way she thinks she can understand, even match his pain, she keeps pulling at his walls, trying to get to his core.
Whatever he thinks, whatever he says none of it pushes her away..... so he stops trying.

She doesn't flinch when he touches her, doesn't run away when he kisses her and she helps him accept the end, even though it breaks her heart.
Owen stops wishing to live when the light embraces him, he doesn't think he would have found Tosh otherwise.

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The Wit And Wisdom Of DCI Gene Hunt

2009-10-10T18:23:19Z

Is ever so slightly over excited that mine came in the post today and finding it very difficult to pace myself, i'm already one third of the way through. Never was at one with moderation.

"I don't think i ever believed in Father Christmas. In Manchester a fat, hairy man sneaking into your house at night isn't something to look forward to." *

"Bad news is like a dose of crabs - giving it to someone else only ends in tears." *

"Some people drink to forget. I can't remember why i do it." *

"What's that? He was an Organ Donor? I don't think that's going to make a difference - even Bernard Matthews wouldn't know what to do with what's left of your husband." *

Just a little bit of utter genius for you!

* Extracts from the book itself 'The Wit And Wisdom Of DCI Gene Hunt by DC Chris Skelton and DS Ray Carling'

Singing In CID

2009-09-27T20:11:56Z

Title: Singing In CID
Author: Jess_Who
Rating: PG
Characters: Alex, Gene, Ray & Chris
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Doesn't belong to me, blah blah blag and all that :(
Authors Note: The song is Boom by Anjulie. It's a 2009 song, but i'm willing to pretend, if you are, that she's singing it because it came in a message from the future. Its just utter nonsense, but was fun to write.

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Her hand tapped lightly on the side board as she hummed distractedly.
She absentmindedly stirred hot water into her cup, swirling the spoon around, allowing her hips to sway along to the beat in her head.
"I'm gettin' myself in something i don't wanna, i'm gettin' caught up in him but i don't wanna" She sang quietly as she added milk and deposited her spoon into the sink.
"I'm getting off track, and i can't control a thing, a thing..." Her voice raised slightly as she lost herself in the song "I'm tellin' myself it's not a good idea, but the more i hesitate the more and more apealing..."
She hummed the few words she couldn't remember "...And then Boom-Shalaka he's a walkin' upa to me, Boom-Shalaka he's starts ta talka to me, Boom-Shalaka my heart skips a-Boom..."
She span on ball of her foot, to be faced with the smirking faces of CID.
'Bolly, your talents are truly wasted on us, with moves like that you should get a job in a strip joint'
'I won't let you ruin my day' She announced pointing around the room, pushing her way through the crowd she perched on her desk "I won't be here much longer, i'm going home"
Ray and Chris shared a confused glance and in tuneless unison sang "A-Boom-Shalaka"

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To Steal A Heart

2009-09-26T22:51:40Z

Title: To steal a heart
Author: Jess_Who
Rating: PG
Pairing: Tosh & Mary
Spoilers: Greek Bearing Gifts
Word Count: 58
Disclaimer: Belong to the BBC and others....
Authors Note: I wrote 3 variation of this, the first i deleted, the second i end up editing into a base for the third.

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Mary see's easy prey when she looks at Little Miss Invisible, the weakest member of the pack, so she just latches on.

She doesn't need to force her hand through Toshiko's chest to steal her heart, why bother when she gives it so readily.

Mary gives her what resembles love, feeds her body and mind with the possibility.

...

Writer's Block: Childish Pleasures

2009-07-22T20:25:08Z

Name something you love but feel like you should have grown out of by now.

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Sucking my thumb. Yes i like to do the one thing i should have stopped doing when i was two........and now i'm twenty! Sad yes! Sadder when i twiddle my hair too.

Playing Pretend

2009-07-02T12:13:38Z

Title: Playing Pretend

Author: Jess_Who

Rating: 15

Pairing: Toshiko & Owen

Word Count: 101

Spoilers: Set during and after ’Meat’

Plot: Toshiko pretending that Owens action after killing the space whale means something more and Toshiko just dreaming!
Disclaimer: I own the daydreams, but not the show :(

“All alone in my room thinking of you at a rate that is truly alarming.

I keep looping my memories of you in my head.

I pretend that you want me.

And I’ll fall asleep and dream of alternate realities

And I’ll put myself at ease by pretending....” – Maroon 5 {Cant Stop}

Its moments like these that she’ll pretend he isn’t just after reassurance, pretend that when his hand traps hers against his shoulder he’s wanting her and not just any ‘body’.

And she will deny that she covers his with her other hand just for the contact.

....

I’ll watch you touching my skin, hand caressing new territory.

Tongue carelessly exploring between my breasts, hands on my arse pulling me roughly against you.

‘I want you now!’ I’ll whisper against your ear, as I suck and nibble at the lobe and the gasp will be familiar when I bite down on it.

Dislikes, wants and maybe even loves.

2009-06-04T12:27:28Z

Title: Dislikes, wants and maybe even loves.

Author: Jess_Who

Rating: 18 (to be safe)

Pairing: Tosh/Owen

Word Count: 110

Spoilers: None.
Disclaimer: ......I wish it was mine!

“If it’s only a fantasy, then why is it killing me?
I guess this must be infatuation (I want it…)” Maroon 5 – Infatuation

Owen wants to be capable of many things, to give her what she needs.

There are days he almost dislike her, the way she protects her mechanisms, as though they are human. The look of hurt when he comes back from another one night stand.

Oh he wants her, but its raw sexuality, the kind that blows reality away so and invokes fantasies of fucking her in the shower, bending her over his desk, on top of the autopsy table, surging in and out of her, making her scream his name and always wanting more.

And sometime he think he could love her, like how her hair fall in front of her face when she looks at her alien contraptions. How her compact fingers move so swiftly over her keyboard. How she trusts him with every cut and scrap. The look of delight she returns him with when he gives her a compliment. The way she there at the right and wrong moments and how she always got his back.

Charity?

2009-05-26T17:24:51Z

Title: Charity?

Author: Jess_Who

Rating: 15

Pairing: Tosh & Owen, Adam.

Word Count: 143

Spoilers: Set between "Adam"
Disclaimer: Torchwood doesn't belong to me :(

Adam’s one for giving to charity and if that charity is loading Owen’s mind with false memorys, then he considers himself a saint.
...

A kiss at New Years fuelled by alcohol and the ticking of a clock. Tosh pressed tightly against him demanding more, pulling him to a waiting cab.

Forcing him up against the door, lipstick smeared all over her face and god she's beautiful.

Owen should’nt have drank so much and he knows he should stop touching her, but the world it evaporates so fast.

She’s standing naked before him, his fingers in her hair, kissing inflamed lips. His body urging her backwards, guiding her to the sofa.
...

And as Adam removes his hand from Owen’s shoulder, he decides he's not so charitable after all and takes back what he gave. Leaving Owen wondering why his body is so warm.

Fic: Impossible To Forget

2009-05-22T09:49:08Z

Title: Impossible To Forget
Author: jess_who
Rating: PG
Pairing: Toshiko/Tommy
Word Count: 100
Spoilers: From 'To The Last Man'
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or any of its amazing characters.

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They can't help thinking their timings wrong; it's been days and years, to early and too late.
And they're doing what they never meant to...falling.

Time makes their relationship flower, but not quite gives it the chance to blossom and autumn will darken leaves before the days drawn to a close.

And in a desperate whisper to her frozen soldier, promises are made that they'll never forget, when she's just a fading memory, left to wonder what could have been.

She knows where life will take him now; she can't follow the lines, but knows how his story will end.

Writer's Block: Your Favorite Series: One Last Go Round

2009-02-13T19:31:40Z

If you could pick any TV show that has been off the air to come back for one more season, which show would you pick and why?

Submitted By idle_kid_city

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If i could pick any TV programme to come back on air it would be Green Wing! I was obscenely obsessed with this show, and im still not happy with the ending!! They should come back so that they can make Guy and Caroline get together and so Sue can carry on being her crazy self!

Writer's Block: Dream Job

2009-02-12T19:03:58Z

If you could pick any TV show that has been off the air to come back for one more season, which show would you pick and why?

Submitted By idle_kid_city

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If i could have any job in the world and were not counting being a mother as a job, then i would love to care for orphaned orangutans. I just think there so innocent and its our fault they're species is endangered. Save the Orangutans!! And who wouldn't want to release such an adorable creature back into it's natural habitat once it's skilled in life!

A rainy evening

2007-07-15T18:00:35Z

They were sat in the quite secluded little restaurant. Caroline was still unsure to why she was here other than a very handsome Doctor had invited her out. It took her by surprise to say the least, spluttering out random words. Then she was convinced it was a joke. Why would he like her 'me?'
The way he kissed her was enough to tell her it couldn't conceal a lie. A kiss that was so sweet and yet had so much passion hidden within, one that could make a whole nations knees go weak in an instant.
A kiss so and sweet yet with so much passion hidden within, that it could make a whole nations knees go weak in an instant.

They had never been that close. But when he had found her crying, he couldn't help himself he wanted to help her, wipe away her tears, make it all better.
She wasn't really his type, he liked classy girl with long leg, nice tits, all of it perfect. She was more amusing, lovable, far from perfect but more than he could wish for.

They finished there dinner, he paid the bill like a true gentleman and took her hand in the street
'Could i walk you home?'
Caroline smiled 'It's this way'

Together they walked along the pebbled paths of the empty streets, the sweet earthy smell after it rain lingering in the warm night air.

As they walked down the street, in the corner of her eye she could see him watching her.
'What? have i got something on my face?' she asked nervously rubbing at the corner of her mouth, Boyce took hold of her hands and moved them away.
'Let me get it' he lifted his hand to the side of her face slowly moving closer, and till there lips meet, she stood on her tip toes, her arms around his neck, as one they stumbed backwards in to wall, the kiss quickly become rougher, his hand gripping her thigh, she pulled him in close, and whispered into his ear as his lips grazed softly along her neck.

The orange glow of the street lamps shone on them. Caroline smiling while biting her bottom lip 'we better get back to mine before it rains'
'i dont think i can wait that long' he whispered as he took her hand 'we should run'
'why?' she smiled as he decided to take his jacket off and held it over their heads
'well you'll be all wet, that top looks delicate and you would be mad with yourself in the morning'
Caroline raised her eyebrow as they made a light run for the front door.

Boyce helped her open the bottle of wine. He poured her a generous glass and allowed her to lead him to the sofa. He edged closer wrapping his arm around, her taking in her beauty, as he sipped at the fruity red wine.

He held her against him in his strong arms, pushing her up against the wall.
Little room to breath. Their cool skins gently warming as they grazed against each others. Wrapped in passion.
Dis-guarded clothes lacing the hallway, leading to the stairs where they now laid. She gripping the banister tightly, and he kept his firm grip on her thigh. Sweat sparking, music drifting along with the groans of pleasure, bodies moving in time, there lips meet as they reached that climax. The feeling of pure high.
Resting in each others arms their eyes meet, their lips grazed, tongues exploring that same mouth, a key turning in the door broke them from there sweet kiss, leaving the scattered clothes on the ground, they made a run for the security of her bedroom.

The End