..}Blue Eyed Devil{.. -- Club Alien

He'd been holding up rather well against the assault of her touch. The feel of those small hands sliding across the his fabric covered chest, of her slim body pressed against his own muscled one. All things considered, he thought he was holding up really well! He was drunk, she was likely buzzed, the chemistry between them was all but spontaneously combusting... Yet somehow they were still dressed, still speaking in full sentences and not yet fused to each other. Well not fully fused at least.

He smirked down at her as she confirmed that she would keep this thing between them as much as possible. This town didn't need any help in the gossip category, and the handsome young sheriff's new lover would start something that would be nothing short of a hurricane. "I'v even got a guest room... Well more of a mattress covered in boxes, but throw some sheets on there and you can pretend you're staying in there" At least then she wouldn't get caught out by her brother, or his wife more likely. She'd be his guest. No one had to know what when on behind closed doors, after all.

He gave a slight chuckle at her last comment "Few bruises might just make things more interesting" He teased, though he was cut short as her hands finally found their way under the hem of his shirt. The feel of her skin against his had nearly all coherent thought zapped from his head. He gave a half growl and leaned down to capture her lips just as she made her own sound of pleasure and pressed up to meet him. He pulled her close, tight against his chest as his other hand slipped up under the back of her shirt. Palm spread against the curve of her back, he held her close as his tongue danced across her lips. Now that they where flesh to flesh, he needed more, didn't think he could pull himself back.

.Seth.Johns.

.thirty.
.6'3". brown hair .blue eyes.
.1984 Cherokee XJ. Hunter Green.