Not kissing Ami at this point was not an option. Not tearing her clothes off wouldn't remain optional for long. Before their arousal jumped to the next level Scott tore himself away from Ami. "It's you," he panted, picking up the co-locator and moving to his backpack. "Definitely you. Ohmigod."
Ami's desire and smug amusement surged across their link. Scott had to remind himself of how pissed he'd be if one of his friends dragged him into the jungle for guard duty, then dismissed him so she could get it on with her lover. That helped Scott close his link with Ami completely. (This really, really sucks,) he thought. His sudden isolation had one positive consequence: it was the equivalent of a cold shower.
Scott swung the backpack on his shoulders and looked at the top of the root cave. "Thanks, Ripley. We're all set." As he turned to face Ami he opened their link a fraction, (sort of) hoping that she wasn't still in seductress mode.
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[Scott] Lesson learned (tag Ami, Ripley, open)
Date: 2006-04-26 03:30 am (UTC)Ami's desire and smug amusement surged across their link. Scott had to remind himself of how pissed he'd be if one of his friends dragged him into the jungle for guard duty, then dismissed him so she could get it on with her lover. That helped Scott close his link with Ami completely. (This really, really sucks,) he thought. His sudden isolation had one positive consequence: it was the equivalent of a cold shower.
Scott swung the backpack on his shoulders and looked at the top of the root cave. "Thanks, Ripley. We're all set." As he turned to face Ami he opened their link a fraction, (sort of) hoping that she wasn't still in seductress mode.