[GP] Shoot that poison arrow

[st_aff]

None of the guests noticed when the spiky-haired man-child in jeans and purple t-shirt, wrists wrapped in cheap leather and metal bracelets, arrived at the Madonna Inn a few hours before midnight on February 13. That, in itself, wasn't all that surprising. Eros, otherwise known as Danny Valentine, had millennia of experience doing his job without being spotted.

What was surprising was that the dude at the front desk did see him. Tall and Nondescript waved him over and then gave him a room number 'in case you wanted to rest'. But Danny didn't.

Want to, or rest. He spent the time before the clock struck midnight polishing his love gun. Not like that. He'd find a girl to spend his nameday with. He always did. No, this little beauty was made by Hephaestus himself. It shot love darts that disappeared on contact.

At midnight, kitted out with more love darts than there were people in this pink and gold monstrosity, Danny left his room and shot the first person he saw--and didn't wait to see what would happen.

No point getting a slow start. He had a lot of work to do.

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Re: Dot - For Dean

[st_andingfast]

Ah, hell with it. There was only so long Dean Winchester could put off the twin siren calls of cute girl plus cake. He leaned forward to take the piece of cake in his mouth - gently, because her fingers were still there and he knew how to let a woman feed him so it was sexy instead of gross THANK YOU. (And yeah, it was really good.)

Re: Dot - For Dean

[st_oh_honestly]

It really was sexy, though Dot's mind supplied a different word: titillating, arousing, provocative.

Okay, more than one word.

"Like it?" She asked, a trifle breathless from the proximity, and a heartbeat away from nuzzling at his neck.

Re: Dot - For Dean

[st_andingfast]

"Could be my favorite from now on." If nothing else it'd be memorable, and memorable tended to be the favorite just because it came to mind.

The girl was memorable, too. Sweet and slow without it being weird or awkward. Dean wasn't entirely sure why he didn't just bend down the rest of the way and kiss her - they were headed there, he was sure - but he didn't. Instead, he slid an arm around her waist to pull her closer and invite her to make that move.

Re: Dot - For Dean

[st_oh_honestly]

"I like lemon, but it's the wrong season." She gasped, a little shocked and a little giddy when he touched her and the words trailed off as she touched her lips to his, parted slightly but still probably the most chaste kiss he'd had from anyone not his mother.

She had no idea what had gotten into her, she was being entirely too forward but, really if she didn't kiss him she thought she might do something dire.

Re: Dot - For Dean

[st_andingfast]

She was definitely a strawberry kind of girl anyway, Dean thought, a little muzzier than he'd have been willing to admit.

Obviously there were advantages to at least this level of slow, but he wasn't exactly patient at he best of times, so he slid his free hand around the back of her neck to pull her (gently!) closer and deepen the kiss.

Re: Dot - For Dean

[st_oh_honestly]

"Oh," her breathless gasp was swallowed by the kiss and she went hot and sort of tingly all over as he took control of the kiss. She had never been kissed like this and her hands shook a little even as they moved to clutch at his shirt front.

She kissed him back, hesitant, untutored but still ardent. No, she'd never been kissed like this, not even Hugh had kissed her like this.

"Oh," she said again, common sense crashing down on her like a bucket of cold water and the clinging hands pushed at his chest as she pulled back to look up at him with huge shocked eyes and kiss swollen lips. "You... I.. Oh!"

Re: Dot - For Dean

[st_andingfast]

Dean's first impulse was to lean in for another kiss, but he had enough presence of mind to put that off until it processed that the wide eyes were shock, not desire, and the hands that had been clinging were now pushing him back.

Damn it. He stepped back slightly, 'letting' himself be pushed. "Hey, it's okay. Don't worry."

Re: Dot - For Dean

[st_oh_honestly]

"You... I..." she said again, and she blushed scarlet, hands going to her hot cheeks. She was still a little tingly and that made it worse. Good Catholic girls did NOT.. tingle.

"Oh! I'm sorry. I should... I..." And she rushed off, stumbling a bit as she hurried out of the room. She needed to see Miss Phryne.

She didn't even stop to take the cake that was baking out of the oven.

Re: Dot - For Dean

[st_andingfast]

"Hey, wait!" What? It'd been a pretty damn good kiss, he'd thought. Dean stared after her, confused, then turned that expression on the oven - the occupied oven she'd left behind. "Uh...."

Uh....

Okay then. Dean took the cake out of the oven and, failing any other ideas, set it on some unoccupied counter space. Then he took a couple more of the little cakes (one of them was a strawberry, because... yeeeaaahhh) and went on his way.