rp for likely_evil

[manorsuperman]

[ooc: Set several hours after this thing that we started a long friggin time ago. Should have gotten this up sooner.]

It had been a long drive from Smallville to wherever it was they were now. Honestly, Lana hadn't been paying attention. There had been a little talking in the car, but she had mostly listened to whatever conversation was going on, fiddled with her phone or iPod...or watched Sam from the corner of her eye. She couldn't exactly put her finger on it, but there was something very familiar about him, like she'd met him somewhere before. But if she had, she was sure she would have remembered him.

Now they were all settling into their rooms. As she expected, Chloe was wholly set on sharing a room with Dean instead of her. Hopefully there wouldn't be too much noise filtering in from the other side of the wall.

Lana set her bag on one of the beds and sat beside it, starting to pull off her shoes and make herself comfortable.

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[manorsuperman]

Fifteen minutes later she was walking out of the bathroom, in a flowy white top and loose white pants to match. Her hair was still a little damp and back to it's natural state of straightness.

"Doing some research?"

[likely_evil]

"Trying to find some things we can do tomorrow if we're stuck..." He turned his head to look at her, then blinked a moment.

Wow. Um...

"... yeah, so if Dean and Chloe are busy, we... we can have something to do..."

[manorsuperman]

She chuckled softly as she approached. "Way to plan ahead, Winchester."

Okay, so it was official: she was flirting with him. Though she didn't think of it as flirting. She wasn't really thinking much, actually. She was completely at ease.

[likely_evil]

"Just thought it would give us something to do."

He turned again to look at her.

[manorsuperman]

"Find anything?"

He kept looking at her, and she knew the kind of looking it was. She couldn't understand why he would be looking at her that way, but she didn't mind.

[likely_evil]

"A museum, a few nice restaurants that aren't too expensive, a place to rent bikes, and a hiking trail..."

[manorsuperman]

Another chuckle. He certainly was a researcher. "Not any stables, by any chance?"

[likely_evil]

"I think I saw one. I've um... I don't know how to ride though."

[manorsuperman]

"It's not that hard. I'll teach you."

[likely_evil]

"Alright. I guess we can try. I mean, it's not like it'll kill me or anything." He copied down the info into his cell phone.

"Anything else you want to do?"

[manorsuperman]

Kiss you. She wanted to say it, so badly. She wanted to do it, but she wasn't. Instead, she was standing there silently, trying to work up the nerve. It wasn't that she was afraid. She was just wondering if it would be a mistake.

[likely_evil]

Her silence made him turn to look at her, eyebrow raised. "Lana?"

[manorsuperman]

"I'm thinking."

He didn't have to guess what she was thinking about. Her eyes were focused on his lips. Her mind certainly wasn't on museums or hiking trails.

[likely_evil]

"Well, don't think too hard. You might hurt something like that." He leaned back, smirking a bit.

He was clueless.

[manorsuperman]

A sly little grin. "I don't know about that. I'm pretty talented in the thinking department."

[likely_evil]

He leaned forward a bit. "Alright, you've got my attention. Share?"

[manorsuperman]

The grin became a smile. He was asking for it.

She gently took his face in her hands and leaned forward. She didn't mean for it to last very long, but as soon as her lips touched his, they lingered there.

[likely_evil]

He was shocked, same as he had been before. But not as much, and he closed his eyes after a moment and kissed back, a hand going to touch her bicep and hold her closer.

[manorsuperman]

She was very tempted to take a seat in his lap, just to be more comfortable, but that would probably give off the wrong impression. She didn't want to stop either, but after a few more moments, she did, leaning her forehead against his.

[likely_evil]

His eyes were still closed, breathing a bit faster.

"You meant that one too, I hope."

[manorsuperman]

"Yeah," she whispered.

[likely_evil]

"Good," he said softly, then titled his chin to kiss her again, pulling her closer.

[manorsuperman]

So much for not sitting on his lap, though she made sure to do it in the least sexual way possible: not too close, with her legs off to the side.

[likely_evil]

His arms wrapped around her waist loosely, keeping her there but not to pull her too close or to go feel happy as he kept kissing her.

[manorsuperman]

Lana hadn't felt this good in a long time. If it was up to her, she'd kiss him all night. Probably a bad idea, but at the very least she wouldn't stop until he did.