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[jessicaholland]

"You are gorgeous," she smiled, "That I have to agree with." She watched silently as he ordered himself another drink, content just to stand with him for a while.

"If I minded, would I have ordered one?" she asked in a matter-of-face tone. She smiled, placing her hand over his and moving the other one to ruffle his hair. "No, I don't mind drinking, Marky."

[ella]

^{A smile flickered across her face and she pulled herself closer to him. A kiss was given to Spencer's cheek and she tilted her head on the side. Where did she want to go? All of them seemed very tempting, but in the end she whispered, "Hmm, a car sounds nice."
Smirking, she leaned her head against his shoulder and said in a voice little more than a whisper, "Lead the way, Romeo."}

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[byronspencerparson]

His voice quivered when he sighed, smiling. He could do that. He had a very nice piece of metal out there in the lot somewhere. Nothing like a Ferari, but something more along the lines of a pretty little 1968 FireBird, remodeled, repainted black.
"I can do that." He said to her, returning her kiss with possibly more affection than she could ever delve in.
He kept her close to him as his hand slipped down over her hip, his palm pressing it firmly to keep her near.
It was going to be a nice night, that's what it was promising so far.

And when the parkinglot was passed, the men and woman outside drinking and smoking, talking...kissing...all gone out of the sight, he stood aside the shiny piece of old metal.
The door pryed open, and Spencer stood aside to let her in.
"If you want to stay here, that's possible too." He winked, ready to make the front seat bend forward, opening up the back.

[ella]

<sup>'Marky' smirked at the hair ruffling and gently stroked her cheek. "Hmm, thank-you doll," he whispered, and then slowly ran a hand down her side. He was such the little romantic, but he really couldn't help it. He would seduce Jessi before the night was over. That was his promise to himself.

A smile on his lips still, he gave Jessi a little kiss on the corner of her mouth. It seemed like he missed, but then again, it seemed just sweet and just right.</sup>

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[ella]

^{"Stay here darling? What would we do that for?" she asked innocently, and then smiled at him. She then pushed the front seat forward herself and gave Spencer a tiny kiss, moving backwards into the car by feel.
She tugged on the collar of his shirt and pulled him back into the piece of metal. She gave the tiniest, softest moan and continued to move back into the seat. Once she was sitting, she pouted at him and patted the seat beside her, beckoning him to come.}

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[jessicaholland]

Jessi leaned into Mark's kiss, smiling as his lips touched the corner of her mouth. She didn't close her eyes or anything, since kissing wasn't that big of a deal to her. Who hadn't kissed before?

She put her head against his shoulder, putting some of her weight on to him. His intention were most likely not clean, but it didn't matter. Her's weren't either, and that's the way she liked it.

[ella02]

<sup>There. He had kissed her. Now why couldn't he just walk away and go back to Bridget? Sipping lightly on his beer, he gave a little smirk when Jessi's head was placed on his shoulder. It gave him ideas, and some of those were not exactly kid's good-night tales.

"Oh, Miss Holland, what exactly do you plan on doing to me?" he asked in a breathy voice, a smile planted on his full lips. With another sip to his half-full drink, he smirked at Jessi and licked his lips.</sup>

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[jessicaholland]

Jessi laughed, it was as if he read her mind. What a smart boy.

"Oh there's a lot of things I plan on doing to you," she began, her eyebrows raised. "buuut, I'd rather show you. Not tell you." A mischiveous smile spread across her face, daring him to push the subject further.

"That is...if you want me to."

[ella02]

<sup>"Oh Jessi...That's is a tough question. Do I want you to do un-saintly things to me?" This brought a smile to his lips and he snuggled down against her neck.

He then shook his head. "Jessi, darling, you are hott, but I have someone waiting for me at my table." A smirk spread over Mark's michevious-looking face. "Maybe you should come meet her darling."</sup>

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[byronspencerparson]

Ofcourse he would come.
His knees bent the seat, his hands grasped the head of the front. And the seat slammed down, the balance making the door close swiftly behind them.
When the clash of the metals binded, locking the two in dead-night romance and sweet love, he winked and crawled closer to her.
His let his lips press her neck and shoulder, kissing them rythemetically while his hand groped about her side. Her skin...softness.
He almost had no delay while he felt. His lips gently purging past the limits of first-date or what-not, and the hands and fingers tickling forbidden zones that were set by public standard. It didn't matter. His cheeks were flushed and his breath quivered; his whole body tense, uneasy, ready for a spur of th emoment that could set him off like a bouncy ball in a hard concrete room!

[ella]

^{A shaky sigh was passed through her lips and she peered down at him. A smirk was placed on her lips and she gave him a little shove to push him off her. Once he was off her, she pressed up against him and gave him a passionate kiss. Though it only lasted a few seconds, it was all the passion she could summon.
"Y'know what movie this reminds me of?" she whispered into his ear, and took a side glance at him, a smirk across her lips. She would see if he could guess her favourite movie. Possibly he could, but then again, maybe he couldn't.
A kiss was placed just below his ear, and Kim sighed once again, in a 'Whoa' kind of way.}

[byronspencerparson]

He leaned back, pulling his over-shirt off, exposing the fantastic form of his, bare and /there/.
"I don't watch many movies, you know." He leaned forward, wrapped his arms around her, brought her to him, "It's better to do things like this..."
He let his voice ring her ears, the whisper sending a warm breath past with each syllable he past to her. A sweet kiss delivered to that ear, a gentle little peck as his hands slipped down her back, seeking for bare-skin with gentle strokes.
"There's no boat in this scene, love." He smirked and kissed down her neck, down her shoulder, back up her neck, "Nor have I drawn you naked...Unless you, well, want that."

[ella]

Kimberley shuddered against his touch, letting her head droop back a bit. With a bite to her lower lip, she gave a smile. "If you really wanted to draw me naked," she said with a whisper, and moved back slightly. One hand reached behind her and slowly un-tied her corset-like ribbons holding her dress up.
With gentle touches, she exposed her frail frame, leaving on her undergarments. A smile was still placed on her face as she leaned back against him, giving him a little kiss on the corner of the mouth. Yet another shudder was given, travelling down her spine. "And this time neither of us have to die," she breathed with a smirk, eyes closed as she kissed his neck gentle, stroking a hand through his hair.

[byronspencerparson]

"If death were so," His tongue lapped over his lips, a hand crawling down to his jeans, slipping the button away from it's small slit, "Than this is what i'd die by."
He leaned forward, his teeth pinching around her lips gently as he moved himself to the side, dropping her onto the seat beside him, where his hands slipped down her curves, slipped down that gentle and fragile form, pleasing themselves with the feel that they offered. His blue eyes lit with such excitement. Sleeping only briefly behind his closing lids when he leaned forward, pursing his lips with hers, slipping a tongue between her lips, her teeth, barging into the cage quickly, pushing into her mouth and slipping into her tongue.
When he had relinquished, he stared at her dreamily, his hair fallen infront of his face, his cheek pressed into a bent arm, into a hand that held his cheek with such form that he seemed almost perfect in the nights light.
It had all happened so fast. And he only half-expected it sooner or later. But still.
Kim.
Him.
In the back of his scrap.
Both in their forms, both staring at each other, looking for hot and sweaty lust rather than flower-hugs-kisses romance. This was romantic, in a way, but not the sweet-teen kind of way.
It was the true way they expressed love in their youth, and Spencers' favorite too.

[ella]

^{Kim was left breathless, and she barely had enough energy to turn her head at that moment. It would come back, but after she had finished adoring Spencer.
She titled her head slightly to look at Spencer and she grinned gently at him. Staring into his eyes seemed so fulfilling, in that way that you get all tingly when you're about to do something you know you shouldn't.
A kiss was placed onto his cheek and she gave a gentle sigh, two delicate fingers reaching up to brush the fallen hair from his face.
It was amazing.
She had been admiring him for...weeks. And now it was her turn.
And he looked so sexy with his gorgeous blue eyes and blonde hair.
Kim just wished they would do stuff like this more often.}

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