“You have to say that because you’re my best friend. If you didn’t I’d have to kill you in every game we played.” She grinned and squirmed when he tickled her waist. “More than usual, anyway.”
As she settled, back Lincoln kissed her. He must have been going for her cheek but he missed and caught the edge of her mouth instead. Lee smiled and enjoyed the feeling, wondering idly what it might be like to have those surprisingly soft lips on hers.
She shook the thought off as the movie played and she got caught up in the sci-fi world. It was pretty and grandiose but honestly the story was ridiculous and the actors seemed to know it.
Of course it wasn’t as ridiculous as the heat coming off Lincolns hand on Lee’s stomach when he tucked it under her shirt. She shifted into it on instinct. Lee always ran a little colder than Lincoln so it was nice to have that warm weight on her skin. Nice, and intensely distracting. Especially when he started rubbing her ribs with work-rough thumb.
Lee licked her lips and swallowed, throat parched. She leaned over Lincoln for the soda stashed in his cup holder, leaning heavily on his chest as she went so that was practically in his lap while she tried to catch the straw in the dark.
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Date: 2015-03-13 01:19 pm (UTC)“You have to say that because you’re my best friend. If you didn’t I’d have to kill you in every game we played.” She grinned and squirmed when he tickled her waist. “More than usual, anyway.”
As she settled, back Lincoln kissed her. He must have been going for her cheek but he missed and caught the edge of her mouth instead. Lee smiled and enjoyed the feeling, wondering idly what it might be like to have those surprisingly soft lips on hers.
She shook the thought off as the movie played and she got caught up in the sci-fi world. It was pretty and grandiose but honestly the story was ridiculous and the actors seemed to know it.
Of course it wasn’t as ridiculous as the heat coming off Lincolns hand on Lee’s stomach when he tucked it under her shirt. She shifted into it on instinct. Lee always ran a little colder than Lincoln so it was nice to have that warm weight on her skin. Nice, and intensely distracting. Especially when he started rubbing her ribs with work-rough thumb.
Lee licked her lips and swallowed, throat parched. She leaned over Lincoln for the soda stashed in his cup holder, leaning heavily on his chest as she went so that was practically in his lap while she tried to catch the straw in the dark.