Night on the Town (open)

[aidan paige]

Aidan gasped as she looked upon Callahan's handiwork. She leaned forward, placing her drink on the table, her eyes never leaving Sam's hand. She knew it was rude to stare, but seeing proof that Callahan was truly crazy, and not simply creepy, scared her. She reached out, taking the hand into her own. She ran her thumb over the pink skin gently.


"I'm sorry," she said, looking up at Sam, still holding his hand. "I have to admit, seeing this scares me. I knew Callahan has unhinged, but this...Merlin, what have i gotten myself into? That man really is going to kill her and her crew the moment they no longer serve a purpose. Well, I might have to kill him before he does, she thought.

[samuel ichabod]

Sam flinched a little as she caressed his scar. A shiver travelled up his spine at the thought of Callahan getting near this girl, regardless of the reason.

"He's one crazy fils de pute, darlin', but he's got a twisted kinda honor. You do right by him, he'll do right by you. Just don't ever turn your back on him, keep your wand on you at all times, an' for the love of God, don't ever betray him or give him reason to doubt you... else he might do somethin' like this to you. I'm damn lucky he didn't take a lump outta my leg!" he said, trying to smile but feeling more than a bit rattled.

He looked puzzled, and asked cautiously, "Dare I ask what have you gotten yourself into?"

[aidan paige]

Aidan was silent as she stared in Sam's eyes. She smiled and said, "Nothing this old pirate can't handle." She couldn't share with Sam what was really going to happen. It was bad enough putting herself and her crew in danger; they signed up for it. He was innocent, relatively. There wasn't much point in dragging him into her problems. Which seemed to keep adding up.


She leaned back, draping herself over the arm of the couch, her head hanging. She rubbed her face with both her hands, groaning with stress. Quickly, she sat up and smiled at Sam. "Okay, enough with doom and gloom," she said, picking up her glass. "Let's lighten the mood. Tell me something funny from your school days."

[samuel ichabod]

Sam felt anxious for her Aidan's safety. Callahan was unpredictable, and Samuel's hand was a testament to that. He had always prided himself on his ability to lie, to charm his way out of any situation and to make a good impression on people, but somehow all his charms never made a blind bit of difference when it came to their friendly neighbourhood cannibal. Sam didn't remember much about Aidan from school, but surely she'd be in as much danger as he was? "You sure, darlin'?" he asked. "Well... jus' do me a favor, an' make sure you ain't ever alone with him. Keep someone with you if you have to meet up with him, that way you got backup."

He smiled then, grateful for the change in subject. Talk of Callahan was dangerous, because it could lead to talk of the Tarot. Best to avoid that whole messy area. He drained his glass and helped himself to another. "Funny story? Well... there was that one time I slipped a potion into the Amesbury table's pumpkin juice when they were makin' fun of my friend Chloe's boobs. You remember Chloe Van Rossem? She's teachin' at Salem with me... Arithmancy. I never was great at that! Anywho, them Amesbury boys were makin' fun, so I gave 'em a potion that made 'em sprout the biggest, jiggliest, bounciest boobs you've ever seen for a whole week! Nothin' could get rid of them, except time. They soon learned not to pick on my friends, yes indeed!" he laughed, remembering the incident well.

[aidan paige]

Aidan laughed, remembering seeing those poor boys. She could only imagine what they did that very night. That thought both amused and intrigued her. She looked over at the man in front of her. The liquor was finally working its magic, removing her fears. She had come out this night in the hopes of escaping her nightmare and life for a short while, and Sam had been the one to appear. Maybe it was sign, maybe not. Either way, she was feeling confident enough to act on the desire that had been slowly simmering below the surface. A small voice wondered if Sam truly felt like she did, but another voice shout out, "You are a pirate captain! You take what you want!"


Quickly, she downed her drink and placed the empty glass on the table. She crawled across the cushions, stopping only when her chest barely touched Sam's. She leaned forward and very gently touched her lips to his.

[samuel ichabod]

He was glad those days of being a student were behind him, but he laughed anyway at the memories. He drained yet another shot of whiskey, and set the empty glass on the table. He was starting to feel comfortably warm and relaxed, and his worries beginning to fade away. Best of all, there was a gorgeous pirate captain crawling towards him, and her lips were suddenly pressed to his.

He closed his eyes, returning the kiss for a moment. He broke the kiss just long enough to murmur, "Thought you just wanted to talk...?" He kissed her properly then, his scarred hand sweeping her red hair off her shoulder and behind her ear.

[aidan paige]

Aidan barely got breath into her lungs to reply before Sam was kissing her. Her insides turned to mush, and she moved to straddle his lap.Her skin tingled where he touched. She reached up and framed his face with her hands, putting passion into her end of the kiss. Hot damn, he's good at this, she thought happily. Yep, she had certainly missed this. Feeling another's heat against her own. Passion swirling around them. Being bold had its rewards.


Breathlessly, she pulled back and rested her forehead against Sam's. "Oh boy, no wonder you were so popular in school," she joked.

[samuel ichabod]

Sam shifted with her as she straddled him, taking the opportunity to tease her by grinding his hips against hers. He could taste whiskey on her lips. "Darlin', you got no idea..." he murmured, giving a low, throaty chuckle at her words. His hand, which only moments ago had been sweeping her hair back, was suddenly curled in her red locks, pulling her to him for a swift kiss.

He nipped at her jaw, and dipped his head to press a hungry kiss to the base of her throat, just above the neckline of her shirt. His free hand hooked about her waist, pulling her down with him as he slowly became more horizontal on the couch.

[aidan paige]

Aidan giggled softly as Sam moved them down the couch, which turned into a sigh as his lips made a trail down her throat. Chills ran down her body, from her head all the way to her toes. She sat up, and grabbed the bottom of her shirt, quickly pulling it up and over her head. She felt a moment of shyness, her bra nothing overly sexy, but plain and beige. She grinned down at Sam, slowly leaning forward to capture his lips. As they kissed, she ran her hands down his firm chest, over his stomach, then under the hem of his shirt.

[samuel ichabod]

Sam suddenly felt he was wearing far too many clothes. His fingers fumbled with the buttons on his waistcoat, eventually managing to undo them and open it. He sat up, following her movement and kissed along her collarbone. He was fazed for all of a second when she removed her shirt, and with a faintly mocking smile his mouth moved down her neck and over her breastbone. He shrugged off his waistcoat, and gripped her waist with one hand, holding her firmly in place while he caressed her sides.

[aidan paige]

"Oh, sweet Merlin," Aidan moaned, her body on fire. It was both too much, and not enough at the same time. She moved against Sam, the friction making it that much worse for her. Swiftly, she grabbed both of Sam's wrists and pinned them above his head. She kissed him deeply, then giggled, "Race you to the bedroom."


She leapt off him and sprinted to the room.

[samuel ichabod]

His breath hitched in his throat, finding that being ravished by a pirate captain was a thoroughly enjoyable experience. His eyes fell closed when she pinned him by his wrists, only to open again in shock when she suddenly jumped up. He broke into a grin, and ran after her, shedding his shirt as he went. "You're goin' to get it for that one, Captain!" he laughed, tackling her into the bed.




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[Lulu]