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Post by jean on Jul 16, 2009 16:00:05 GMT
"I got you covered, Slim" Jean smiled digging into her purse and pulling out a tube of sunblock. "Always carry the stuff during the summer. No way I'm going to let my self be cooked and aged by the sun. Summer has to be a least favorite of the seasons. However I do enjoy Scott Summers. Ah, you have got to love the corniness of that..." she smiled tossing him the tube.
"And of course I'm going for a swim. What, you think I brought a bikini with me just so I could flaunt around in front of you?" she laughed and stuck out her tongue.
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Post by Cyclops on Jul 17, 2009 20:54:16 GMT
Scott smiled as he took the sun block, okay...it was more or less official, Jean Grey was perfect. absolutly one hundred percent perfect. he poured some over his hands before applying it to every exposed area of his body, he was okay dong his back...more or less but there was one part he might need help with. He chuckled at Jean's little joke about flaunting around in front of him and said "Well I Hope that was one reason you were wearing it..
He then placed the sun block down and shut his eyes, removing his visor he looked straight forward so he wasn't looking at Jean and said "THink you could do my face? I always end up messing it up when I have to do it with my eyes closed...and a combat visor leaves an awkward tan line.
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Post by jean on Jul 19, 2009 21:16:13 GMT
"Hmmm...I suppose maybe it might be one of the reasons..." she smiled taking back the tube of sunblock and squeezing a bit into her hand and began to apply it to Scott's face. Massaging the lotion onto his forehead and then moving her hands down to his cheeks. She couldn't help but give them a little pinch and giggled.
"Sorry. I couldn't resist. You're just adorable." she chuckled and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "So...you think you can lotion me up now?" she smiled slipping the lotion into his hands and turning her back to him, and gathering her hair and moved it over her shoulder and out the way.
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Post by Cyclops on Jul 20, 2009 13:17:08 GMT
Scott smirked, it seemed to him that this was turning in to one of those cheesy romantic movies...not that he minded, he supposed it showed the date was going well. When she was done he fumbled around for his visor and opened his eyes once it was safely on.
He smiled at the still red tinted image of Jean sitting in front of him, he did wish however that just once he could see her in full colour...or to see anything with out the irritating red tint that he saw everything in. He grinned at Jean's request as she tossed him the lotion...man this was quickly turning in to hte best day in recorded history. Squirting some on his hands he quickly got to work rubbing the lotion in, trying his hardest not to get it in the hair.
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Post by jean on Jul 25, 2009 16:33:09 GMT
The telepath sat looking out enjoying the scenery of the ocean and the sensation of Scott's hands massaging the lotion into her back. "That feels kind of good. Never thought you were the type with the magic touch in his hands." she chuckled as she found herself becoming rather comfortable and leaning back falling and laying across his lap. Looking up at Scott she gave him a thumbs up on his little massage and a playful wink.
"Yeah, I have to say that this is turning out to be the best date I've ever had...then again, now that I think about it...it's the only one I've ever had. Oh yes, this is great indeed... she sighed softly.
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Post by Cyclops on Jul 28, 2009 6:42:54 GMT
Scott continued working it in, he couldn't help but grin when she said he had magic hands, mainly because he knew it wasn't true...He was just working off the top of his head here and wasn't really sure what he was doing.
He continued to rub it in when she draped over his lap..but he also realsed this had the possibility of ending very badly, so he decided he had to think about normal things...interesting...yet routine, so running through his head he cycled through the best tactics for taking out a group of pyrokinetics, anything to keep his mind off of...that and avoid any physical reactions. "Really? you've never been on a date before? I thought people would be begging to take you on the town
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Post by jean on Jul 31, 2009 21:31:35 GMT
"Hah, I've had people asked me out..." Jean smiled closing her eyes. "I just never accepted their offers because I was always waiting for someone special to ask me...and finally today it happened." she said opening back one eye and looking up to him.
"Plus I mean, considering I spent more of my teens in a coma, I never really had the chance to develop other school girl crushes besides you. And seriously, its rather weird to think about battle strategies when you have a pretty girl in your lap. Most guys would do something like try to kiss or something..." she shrugged with a grin. "Sorry. I accidentally slipped into your mind. And I must say Scott Summers, I wouldn't be freaked out I mean, we're both adults...legally anyway. I know how the male body works when it comes to attraction."
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Post by Cyclops on Aug 2, 2009 16:05:01 GMT
Cyclops smirked to himself when Jean talked about being asked on dates yet turning them down, he wasn't sure if his ego could get much bigger right now, he supposed this was mutant cosmic karma. After all he had done good for many people in his time as a student of the Xavier school for gifted youngsters and now it was all coming back.
His ego decided to shrink right down again when she told him exactly what he was thinking, he gulped...was she always reading his mind? what if she saw something she didn't like? like if she said something stupid though granted she didn't normally...he wasn't sure what to say now and his mind was going a mile a minute but after a few moments he managed to come up with "Well...y'know, I didn't want it to be all awkward and make you think, 'god, this is what his like when I'm just lying down' ...I'd like to think I can try to be a little bit Suave"
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Post by jean on Aug 11, 2009 0:41:25 GMT
"Scott, relax. I mean, I wouldn't be here if you were a pig." Jean smiled running a hand down his cheek. "I mean, I could either be disgusted, slap you in the face a demand to be taken home and crossing you off of my list of guys...or I could be flattered and stay here to enjoy my alone time with you, which I have been waiting for a long time. I choose option B," the red head said wrapping her arms around him.
"My question is, here we are on a deserted island, in our swim suits. I'm here in your lap. What are you going to do next? That doesn't cross PG-13...." she winked.
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Post by Cyclops on Aug 11, 2009 18:28:39 GMT
She was right, he did need to relax a bit, she was here...that was the main part, he didn't have to worry about being rejected...after all he'd come this far, the hardest part in the end was asking. He knew she liked him, she had more or less said it.
He liked the way that she was making him feel comfortable, letting him know that she was okay with him. He needed a bit of a hand when it came to dating and it seemed that Jean was leading him through by the hand. He kind of wished he was as confidant as she could be, but perhaps it was time to show it.
"Well I have an idea..." he said with a small smirk, attempting to pull her towards him he tried to kiss her on the lips, he knew this was the right thing to do...and he'd been waiting long enough to do it.
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Post by jean on Aug 16, 2009 0:04:10 GMT
Well this was more like it. Even if she had to coach him into doing it, Scott finally took charge and Jean found herself pulled in closer to him and their lips made contact. Their first kiss...Jean's first kiss and there was no one else she wouldn't have wanted to share it with. Not to mention it took place on a white sandy beach on a deserted island while the sunset cast an orange glow over the couple. It was as perfect as she could have ever imagined.
"Touch down, points for Scott Summers." she projected into his mind, a smile appearing on her face as they kissed.
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Post by Cyclops on Aug 16, 2009 7:23:12 GMT
Suffice to say when he'd woken up this morning and replaced the visor he slept in with his glasses he hadn't thought it would end up like this. He was ready for a day of learning and maybe a bit of relaxing. After about a nanosecond of debate he decided this was better.
As their lips mingled he moved his right hand which at the moment had been resting with it's partner at the small of her back moved up to feel through her hair. He heard the little telepathic message and had his mouth not been occupied he would've smirked to himself. He broke the kiss briefly to say "Well we can consider stealing a military-class jet and going AWOL being totally worth it."
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Post by jean on Aug 17, 2009 3:36:34 GMT
"Ha, You're so right and I agree 100%. This was totally worth it. Making out with a hottie on the beach during a sunset...I can honestly say this will be a memorable day, especially since who knows when we'll ever get another chance for a date after the professor and Magneto finds about about out little escape to paradise. Thank you, Scott." Jean smiled back. There was a moment of silence...and then the sound of her stomach growling. The telepath blushed in embarrassment placing a hand over her stomach.
"...Alright, so I haven't had anything since breakfast. Swimming is on the back burner, time to grub." she said and as much as she wanted to continue being held by Scott, she had to break away to grab the picnic basket and started setting out the plates on the blanket.
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Post by Cyclops on Aug 19, 2009 6:00:23 GMT
Scott smirked, he'd never really considered himself a hottie....but he had a feeling she was just being nice, or that it was simply what she believed in her own mind, it was times like this he wished he had her psychic powers, he could tell exactly what she was thinking...or maybe that was paranoid? ah well, he supposed everyone must think like this.
He shifted himself on the blanket so that he was placed in front of his plate. The food was likely cold, but that wasn't so bad. It was kind of the point of a picnic he guessed. He smiled and said "It all looks great. I think you done good"
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Post by jean on Sept 16, 2009 14:49:46 GMT
"Awe, thanks for the compliments...but I have a little secret," Jean blushed with embarrassment.
"I didn't exactly...cook this. The wonders of New York and their take out services. I didn't exactly have enough time. I'll make it up to you by cooking you a dinner later this week..." she smiled grabbing the containers. She pulled back the lid and inhaled the scent of the curried chicken, watching the steam rise. "This glad-ware rocks. The food is still warm," she said setting the tub down and reaching for the rice next.
"Go ahead and dig in."
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