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And the English think they've got that "Footie" thing down pat....Well, the Prance never let any kind of game pass him by before, and this day will be no different from any other--Wait a minute, what am I saying???


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Chapter Fifteen



Were those her toes running up the inside of his trouser leg? Legolas thought he was surely mistaken until he caught her smiling sweetly at him while she repeated the movement on his other calf. Ah, so she was quite the vixen!

He met the challenge with a look of his own. She just smiled brighter.

When their entrees came, he gave her a taste of his grouper and accepted a sample of her scampi. When his fork brushed her parsley garnish and knocked it from the plate, they both reached for it at the same time, their fingers coming to rest against each other. Eyes followed fingers, up the hand, along the forearm, continuing to rise until Legolas suddenly found himself looking at the fullness of her bottom lip, wondering who’s dumbfounded idea it was to sit across from her instead of beside her where he could have used this moment to sample the taste of her luscious red flesh. Would she be strawberry flavored?

He sure hoped he had the opportunity later to find out for himself.

He ordered the vanilla bean cheesecake for dessert, one slice with two spoons, supposing that might be a bit forward of him but boldly taking the chance anyway. They had a good time bantering about who should be the one to eat the last bite, engaging in a bit of spoon-swordplay for a brief moment before ending in a giggling fit.

He let her win.

He quickly paid the bill while she excused herself to the ladies room. The night was still warm and pleasant when they walked back to the car.

“Laet’z goe fur a driev,” he said.


On to Chapter Sixteen

Date: October 29th, 2006 02:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] oceansnset.livejournal.com
Now he's taking her for a ride...

Your "cute little story" is rapidly becoming an "angsty cliff-hanger story",
you know that, right?

Date: October 31st, 2006 05:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prance-legolas.livejournal.com
OMG, and it's a MARY SUE HET TOO!!!

*dives under the computer table and cringes, shivering madly*

Date: October 29th, 2006 02:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] alakberaid.livejournal.com
awwwwwwwwww so freaking cute but this chapter should come with a "don't read unless you've eaten" warning! *is mad hungry now*

they are so adorable. i specially loved the bit with the crouton in the previous chapter! so freaking adorable

Date: October 31st, 2006 05:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prance-legolas.livejournal.com
I want shrimp so bad right now, it isn't even funny...

And I just had some on Sunday. Of course, being from the coast, I could eat seafood every day. I have to substitute 'see-food' now.

Date: October 29th, 2006 05:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rsharpe.livejournal.com
It just gets better and better!

Date: October 31st, 2006 05:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prance-legolas.livejournal.com
And hotter and hotter! I'm actually surprised she let me post this, except I know she's got that little bit of exhibitionist inside that's just SCREAMING to get out, y'know....

Date: October 29th, 2006 06:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] admirabile.livejournal.com
“Laet’z goe fur a driev,” he said.

Uh huh.


:-D

Date: October 31st, 2006 05:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prance-legolas.livejournal.com
He could've asked you to go bowling at that point, and you would've worn the horrible houndstooth checked shoes without even batting an eyelash--at least not at the SHOES. The breeze from your batting at him is about to knock most of us down!

Date: October 29th, 2006 10:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] westbeilschmidt.livejournal.com
Image (http://photobucket.com/)

Date: October 31st, 2006 05:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prance-legolas.livejournal.com
Oh, yeah, baby. (c al) Things are gonna heat up quick from here....

Date: November 14th, 2006 02:41 am (UTC)

Date: October 31st, 2006 05:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rifleman-s.livejournal.com
"“Laet’z goe fur a driev,” he said."

Famous last words!!!! *giggles*

Date: November 2nd, 2006 04:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prance-legolas.livejournal.com
My mother woulda SHOT me if I got in the car with a guy who just wanted to "gofer a drive".

Damn, that sounds like some kind of golfing term, doesn't it? Gopher drive. Heehee.

Date: November 2nd, 2006 08:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rifleman-s.livejournal.com
Hee, hee!!

New plot bunny? Prance and golf . . . *winks*

Date: November 3rd, 2006 05:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prance-legolas.livejournal.com
OMG, I know NOTHING about golf. YD did take him, with the preacher no less, but I never asked about what went on. I should do that, eh?

Date: November 3rd, 2006 08:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rifleman-s.livejournal.com
Most definitely . . .!!!!

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