[Scott] All Along the Watchto-- Cookfire (tag Daniel, open)

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Ami and Scott arrived at the cookfire to find Daniel, Locke, Daisy, Claire, the marshal, and a few others examining the stainless steel sink and other stuff scavenged from the fuselage. Before long Scott caught Daniel's eye. "Question for you," he said vaguely, nodding away from the group.

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[Scott] Intervention (tag Ami)

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Scott smiled at Ami wonderingly. He had no idea how she did it -- effortlessly pushing back the guilt, worry, and paranoia that he'd carried around for so long. Even more amazing was how she didn't blame him for further complicating her already complicated life. "You are the best thing that's ever happened to me. I don't know how you put up with me, but I'm glad you do." He kissed her once more, then ducked inside the tepee to get his backpack. /Does your offer to help me clean up still stand? 'Cause I'm sure we can find a private little swimming hole fairly close to camp./

[Ami] Intervention (tag Scott)

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Ami's entire body flooded with warmth and happiness when Scott commented that she was the best thing that ever happened to him. She was on the verge of reminding him that he put up with her as well when he kissed her and then suggested finding a private swimming hole.

The warmth she was already feeling blossomed into something a great deal more potent and Ami ducked inside after him.

/That would definitely be a yes,/ she thought as she began to hurriedly throw together a pack of her own.

[Scott] Down time (tag Ami)

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The couple slung their packs on their shoulders and walked down to the water, stopping to pick up Scott's shoes along the way. Jin apparently had had enough fishing for one day, since the pile of caught fish was gone. Strangely, the sand around it was disturbed as if there's been a fight. Scott shrugged and kept walking. He deliberately took the long way to stream to avoid the other survivors. Between the early morning attack, the Doctor's "lesson," Ethan, and the discussion with Daniel, Scott didn't want to be around anyone other than Ami.

Before long they'd reached the mouth of the stream and turned to walk along its bank. About fifty feet upstream from the communal swimming hole was a smaller, shallower one. The foliage along the stream banks screened it from the beach and the other swimming hole. Scott stopped, tossed his pack to the ground, then Ami's, and picked her up, ready to jump in the water.

[Ami] Down time (tag Scott)

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Ami laughed with delight and surprise when Scott scooped her up in his arms. For some reason, that one gesture made her feel surprisingly delicate and feminine. However, her laughter quickly turned to protest when she realized he intended to plunge right into the water.

"Wait!" Ami giggled, "In my experience, dry clothes are far easier to remove than wet ones."

"So?" Scott asked and that was all the further warning she got before he jumped into the water. While it was not deep enough to go diving, it was plenty deep enough to create an upward splash wave that drenched them both.

Ami squealed with glee, and then taking advantage of her position in his arms, grabbed him around the back of the head and kissed him quite soundly. She would have kissed him far longer, but she was reminded of their reason for being here - well, one reason for being here and she pulled back, tugging teasingly and playfully on his shirt collar. "Put me down and get rid of this. You stink of fish."

"How do I know that you're not just trying to undress me," Scott mock protested as he slowly, very slowly set her on her feet, allowing her to slide down his body.

Ami hooked her hands under the hem of his shirt and yanked it over his head. /You don't./

[Scott] Down time (tag Ami [optional])

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Ami was right on two counts. First, the shirt stank of fish. Second, she was definitely undressing him. By the time he'd peeled the shirt off Ami had managed to mostly undress both of them. "You're good," he grinned, pulling her close. Soon afterward there was a lot less clothing and a lot more splashing.

[Ami] Down time (no tag)

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The thing that amazed Ami time and time again about being with Scott was how free she was when she was with him. She was free to be herself, no pretending, no walls, no shields, no boundaries. He knew who she was and what she was and Scott was fine with that, amazed and intrigued by it even. There was an intoxicating lightness to that type of freedom, a blissful feeling that transcended the ability to be put into words.

When she was with Scott the whole world faded away and disappeared and there was nothing left but the two of them, the center of their very own universe. Ami knew that there had never been a time in her life or a person in her life that made her feel this way, that gave her this sense of perfect completeness and it made her believe that there was some truth to the adage which professed that everyone had a soul mate. Maybe it was foolish romanticism, but she truly believed that Scott was hers.

Making love wasn't only about physical gratification, but there was a deeper joining there, a mental connection that two people could not have made if they were not telepathic. They knew each other more fully than either of them probably could comprehend, and Ami gave herself to him, and to the connection between them, completely.

[Ami] Back to the Real World (tag Scott)

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Ami lost track of the time, being completely wrapped up in and distracted by Scott. The pleasurable feedback loop between them was in full action, spurring them forward time and time again. Ami found delight in so many little things, from the contrast between Scott's warm hands gliding over her skin and the cool water lapping around them, to the always amazing and arousing contrast of dark skin against light.

Twice they tried to wrap things up and head back to camp, only to once find distraction in the simple task of Ami washing her hair, and the second time in the pursuit of washing one another. Eventually though, they realized that they could not escape the real world forever and sated and happy, they focused on actually washing up to return to camp.

Ami sat on the bank in her knickers and bra and worked her hair into a plait down the back of her head while watching Scott carefully shave off the goatee. When he was done, Ami pronounced the results to be quite spectacular and offered compliments in the form of a kiss that came dangerously close to prompting another round had it not been for a much more practical matter rearing its head - namely the growling of both of their stomachs.

The couple dressed and gathering up their belongings, prepared to head back to the real world.

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