JAMIE SOUTHSIDE
Jamie while a stranger to romantic matters was no innocent when it came to the physical passions Meredith's dancing inspired in him. What was strange to this former Abrams gunner was the awareness that the object of his desire shared the exact wants in return. Her body against his in sync with the shadowy rhythm of the music filling the room with a pulse as familiar as his heart beat.
That organ danced to the arms wrapped around his neck however. The Southside Demon marveled at this stirring of his heart. Never before had he ever felt anything more then a passing lust for anyone. Was it the bond? Was it the heightened sense of desire their shared thoughts entailed? Whatever it was Jamie decided that he could have done a lot worse out of this bond.
The confusion and the raw want mixed in Meredith's emotions only made the scarred and tattoed street fighter own confusion and raw want that much greater. His dark silver eyes stared down at the woman whom fate and the gods saw fit to tie him to. Those orbs normally filled with the fury of his nature only dared Meredith to ignore everything but raw want.
Yet when the chosen of Apollo laid her lips against his Jamie was caught off guard in a manner completely derived of the pleasure of taste and touch. But the brief moment of eternity was fleeting. And suddenly it was Meredith challenging the chosen of Ares, her grey eyes alight with exactly what she wanted. Her mind painting vivid pictures that Jamie read with the ease of whatever their bond granted.
" And who said I was a gentleman? " Jamie replied with a smile that bespoke the amusement that anyone would mistake him for one.
And as if to prove the validity of the statement He leaned his face forward, tilting Meredith's head sideways. Staring for a moment into her eyes as if asking permission or more likely savouring the moment he kissed the result of a promise made eighteen years ago. No gentle brushing of lips the force was enough to make the woman back up a step or two. The Beserker relished both the feel of her body crushed against his and the emotions running through her head.
The kiss he didn't let go until his vision began to tunnel from lack of oxygen. Even then Jamie kept his forehead against Meredith's. " Ya know we got a pool, very private with a locking door." It was a suggestion spoken with a slightly breathless tone. Yet one that left the ball in her court.