It could have sounded mad, or maybe she just sounded high, but even in her current chemically induced state she knew it was so much more than the drug. Valerie felt it every time her eyes caught sight of him, when they touched it skyrocketed. Brian set her insides aflame like nothing on earth, sometimes just the thought of him kept her breathing. Frighteningly intoxicating, the way she couldn’t imagine life without him in it when a few months ago he hadn’t even been in the picture.
Valerie chuckled at the tickle of hair against her nose and beamed at being called sparkplug. It was silly and brilliant and left her more floaty than before. “Mmm, I do, show me.” She flirted back with a coy little smirk and raised her eyebrows. Whatever it was Brian had to show her she clearly felt pleased about it. Though she cocked her head when he told her to wait and opened her mouth to ask why except his hand in her back pocket was entirely too distracting.
The guitar pick had been forgotten, but she certainly wasn’t going to protest to a pleasurable fondle when he felt like it, so she leaned against him and enjoyed the touch for all it was worth. “Depends what you’re looking for, I’d say lower if your hand was in the front pocket.”
Oops. Brian’s hand retreated but not because she’d put her foot in her mouth. When her eyes focused on the pick her face lit up, “Oh! I’d forgot about that. And now that you have it what are you going to do with it?” She questioned curiously, one golden eyebrow raised as she watched him.
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on 2013-10-20 01:11 am (UTC)It could have sounded mad, or maybe she just sounded high, but even in her current chemically induced state she knew it was so much more than the drug. Valerie felt it every time her eyes caught sight of him, when they touched it skyrocketed. Brian set her insides aflame like nothing on earth, sometimes just the thought of him kept her breathing. Frighteningly intoxicating, the way she couldn’t imagine life without him in it when a few months ago he hadn’t even been in the picture.
Valerie chuckled at the tickle of hair against her nose and beamed at being called sparkplug. It was silly and brilliant and left her more floaty than before. “Mmm, I do, show me.” She flirted back with a coy little smirk and raised her eyebrows. Whatever it was Brian had to show her she clearly felt pleased about it. Though she cocked her head when he told her to wait and opened her mouth to ask why except his hand in her back pocket was entirely too distracting.
The guitar pick had been forgotten, but she certainly wasn’t going to protest to a pleasurable fondle when he felt like it, so she leaned against him and enjoyed the touch for all it was worth. “Depends what you’re looking for, I’d say lower if your hand was in the front pocket.”
Oops. Brian’s hand retreated but not because she’d put her foot in her mouth. When her eyes focused on the pick her face lit up, “Oh! I’d forgot about that. And now that you have it what are you going to do with it?” She questioned curiously, one golden eyebrow raised as she watched him.