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awritinglilypeaTitle: Stolen Kisses, part 3 of Nights Not So Alone
Fandom: VMars
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: WeeVer
Complete: Yes.
Summary: Veronica didn't know what she was thinking, or why she was thinking it but having Weevil hold her close for an entire night was almost maddening.
Warning: None.
Notes: This is based off of prompt 3. a stolen kiss for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
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Veronica didn’t know what she was thinking, or why she was even thinking it but having Weevil hold her close for an entire night was almost maddening.
The phone, she almost craved the sound of his voice over the phone. It was after all easier that way, easier to control herself, to control the urges she was feeling as she had them. She didn’t have to look up into those darkly intense eyes with Maybelline lashes and tell him she needed to step outside for a moment even if she didn’t want to leave his arms.
Oh yeah, the phone had definitely been easier, that much was for sure.
She didn’t have to think about the way he had smirked at her and pressed his lips to hers suddenly, promising to teach her how to dance and call her “baby.”
Veronica Mars, you’re losing your mind she thought to herself, nibbling on her bottom lip she took in a deep breath and tried to control what she was feeling.
The only problem with that thought and decision however was that she didn’t really know how she was feeling, or why she should stop herself from feeling warm whenever he was around, or stop herself from wanting to kiss him.
“You’ve been out here for a while,” Weevil observed, appearing beside her he pressed a bottle of water into her hand, one she hadn’t even realized that she wanted in the first place until she was holding it.
Veronica smiled weakly and nodded, tucking some hair behind her ear before she twisted the lid off the bottle and took a drink. “I got to thinking,” she explained, smiling a little more warmly.
Weevil held his hands up, “Uh oh, what did I do wrong?” his voice was slightly mocking but the teasing, interested look in her eye.
“Nothing, nothing at all,” she responded softly, turning to look at him with an eyebrow raised. “Or did you and I just don’t know about it yet?”
She loved the look in his eyes, the sparkle as he realized he had been challenged, that she had been willing to issue such a challenge.
“I think we should go back and dance some more,” Weevil told her, gripping her hand gently in his he began to draw her back toward the club.
Veronica had never felt like pouting more than in that moment.
“What if I don’t want to go inside?” she asked him, tilting her head to the side and smiling at him teasingly when he stopped to study her with heat present in his eyes.
She liked that she could bring that look to his eyes, liked that she could cause heat to rise in him like he did for her.
“Well if you don’t want to go inside and dance then what would you like to do?” Weevil smirked, stepping closer to her.
Veronica leaned upward and pressed her lips to his, stealing a kiss before he could even comprehend what was happening. It was hot, steady and definitely passionate but it wasn’t something he wanted to stop.
His hands gripped her hips, pulling her body flush against his own he smiled against her lips when she slipped her arms around his waist so there was very little space between them.
Minutes felt like hours before they pulled away from each other, breathless and panting.
“So V,” Weevil managed to get out, pressing his lips to her forehead and then her lips again. “Still having lonely nights?” he questioned.
“Oh I don’t think I’ll be having lonely nights for a long time Eli,” his real name rolled off her tongue easily before she stole another kiss.
Fandom: VMars
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: WeeVer
Complete: Yes.
Summary: Veronica didn't know what she was thinking, or why she was thinking it but having Weevil hold her close for an entire night was almost maddening.
Warning: None.
Notes: This is based off of prompt 3. a stolen kiss for
10_random table can be found here!Veronica didn’t know what she was thinking, or why she was even thinking it but having Weevil hold her close for an entire night was almost maddening.
The phone, she almost craved the sound of his voice over the phone. It was after all easier that way, easier to control herself, to control the urges she was feeling as she had them. She didn’t have to look up into those darkly intense eyes with Maybelline lashes and tell him she needed to step outside for a moment even if she didn’t want to leave his arms.
Oh yeah, the phone had definitely been easier, that much was for sure.
She didn’t have to think about the way he had smirked at her and pressed his lips to hers suddenly, promising to teach her how to dance and call her “baby.”
Veronica Mars, you’re losing your mind she thought to herself, nibbling on her bottom lip she took in a deep breath and tried to control what she was feeling.
The only problem with that thought and decision however was that she didn’t really know how she was feeling, or why she should stop herself from feeling warm whenever he was around, or stop herself from wanting to kiss him.
“You’ve been out here for a while,” Weevil observed, appearing beside her he pressed a bottle of water into her hand, one she hadn’t even realized that she wanted in the first place until she was holding it.
Veronica smiled weakly and nodded, tucking some hair behind her ear before she twisted the lid off the bottle and took a drink. “I got to thinking,” she explained, smiling a little more warmly.
Weevil held his hands up, “Uh oh, what did I do wrong?” his voice was slightly mocking but the teasing, interested look in her eye.
“Nothing, nothing at all,” she responded softly, turning to look at him with an eyebrow raised. “Or did you and I just don’t know about it yet?”
She loved the look in his eyes, the sparkle as he realized he had been challenged, that she had been willing to issue such a challenge.
“I think we should go back and dance some more,” Weevil told her, gripping her hand gently in his he began to draw her back toward the club.
Veronica had never felt like pouting more than in that moment.
“What if I don’t want to go inside?” she asked him, tilting her head to the side and smiling at him teasingly when he stopped to study her with heat present in his eyes.
She liked that she could bring that look to his eyes, liked that she could cause heat to rise in him like he did for her.
“Well if you don’t want to go inside and dance then what would you like to do?” Weevil smirked, stepping closer to her.
Veronica leaned upward and pressed her lips to his, stealing a kiss before he could even comprehend what was happening. It was hot, steady and definitely passionate but it wasn’t something he wanted to stop.
His hands gripped her hips, pulling her body flush against his own he smiled against her lips when she slipped her arms around his waist so there was very little space between them.
Minutes felt like hours before they pulled away from each other, breathless and panting.
“So V,” Weevil managed to get out, pressing his lips to her forehead and then her lips again. “Still having lonely nights?” he questioned.
“Oh I don’t think I’ll be having lonely nights for a long time Eli,” his real name rolled off her tongue easily before she stole another kiss.
