Room 528, Thursday Morning.

[icecoldfrost]

Emma loved Thursdays, mostly because she never had any classes. It was her own little weekend mid-week, where she could get anything she wanted done.

For some reason, though, she just kept dozing off. She hadn't gotten much sleep lately, true, but that didn't explain the odd dreams she'd been having lately; snippets of conversations with people she didn't recognize, none of which made any sense.

She was inclined to brush it off, blame it on everything that had happened on Monday. Adrenaline from the sleepover party and Alex combined with... whatever the fuck that was, and it had her brain on overdrive. That was all. She just needed a distraction, something to focus on, and her special little brain would calm down and heal up by itself.

And when Emma wanted a distraction, she knew just who to bother. For now, however, she was going to stay curled up in her blanket with the business section. Work came before play.

[OOC: Open post, open door, SP totes applies today.]

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[bitten_notshy]

Jack caught the chip impatiently and set it on the side of his plate.

"Good to hear," he said politely.

Few people could flummox him. Emma managed it.

"That means I should kiss you again," he announced. "Not necessarily now, but sometime when there are no drugs and no pollen."

[icecoldfrost]

The flummoxing was mutual, and it was infuriating.

Emma smiled at him as she reached for one of the tacos, unwrapping the foil neatly. "I suppose I'll consider it," she mused, "Since you were so kind as to bring me dinner. Honestly, if you hadn't, I probably wouldn't have remembered to eat." Someone had a horrible sense of time, and was used to ignoring the demands of her stomach.

[bitten_notshy]

"Well, it's easy to forget, what with the social whirl," Jack teased. "You seemed to be the belle of the smokers on Monday."

[icecoldfrost]

"Well, I was the only girl until Kate showed up," Emma pointed out. "That makes it rather easy to be the belle, doesn't it?"

Still, there was a pleased blush on her cheeks, which she proceeded to try and hide by digging into her food. "Although any day where I meet new people is a good day. I'm still tempted to take the brandy up with me next time, and see how fast it sends out the siren song to the rest of the smokers. Maybe quadruple my social circle."

[bitten_notshy]

"But people might just be there for the brandy, and not for your company," Jack said, and turned his head to try to catch her eye. "How is that red ... stuff?"

[icecoldfrost]

"The salsa?" she asked, scooping some onto a chip and holding it out for him. "Have you never had Mexican before? Really?"

[bitten_notshy]

"Not like this," Jack said, and spooned out a little of the salsa to taste it on his taco. "I think I like it, though."

[icecoldfrost]

"Felicia used to make tacos for us when my parents were hosting fancy dinners and we weren't invited," Emma mused, heaping some guacamole on her own food. "Adrienne always hated it, but the rest of us loved them."

[bitten_notshy]

"Felicia was the maid?" Jack asked.

He went to put more salsa on his taco and succeeded in spattering it down the front of his shirt. He made a dismayed face at the spreading stain.

[icecoldfrost]

"Jack!" Emma gasped, grabbing some napkins and leaning in.

"Felicia? Housekeeper, cook, and substitute parent," she said, dabbing at his shirt gently. "I don't know how she managed to work for my parents for so long."

[bitten_notshy]

"Were they really that bad?" Jack wondered, pulling his shirt away from his body. "Oh, it soaked through. I'm going to have to go back to my room to rinse it out."

[icecoldfrost]

"Mmm." That was all Emma was going to say about them tonight.

"Go ahead and take it off, I'll steal one of McCoy's for you, if you want," she said, moving to slide past him on the bed. "I won't tell if you don't."

[bitten_notshy]

"Trying to get my shirt off?" Jack asked, though he was doing just that. "I thought that was why you girls had welcome picnics."

[icecoldfrost]

Guh. Okay, not your best idea ever, Emma.

"I'm not the one who spilled salsa on your shirt," Emma laughed, letting her eyes linger for a moment.

[bitten_notshy]

"No, but you're taking advantage of the situation," Jack pointed out.

And preened. McCoy's shirt could wait.

[icecoldfrost]

"I am not!" Emma protested, spreading her arms wide. "I am offering to steal from my roommate for you, and you accuse me of such horrid things! Shame, Jack!"

She was still enjoying the view, yes.

[bitten_notshy]

"Truly, I am deeply shamed," Jack said hollowly.

And leaned in to lightly kiss her lips.

[icecoldfrost]

"Somehow, I doubt that - " she started -

And then very much found herself kissing Jack. Again.

Oh.

[bitten_notshy]

Again.

Oh.

He meant it to be a thank you sort of kiss, but somehow he lingered.

[icecoldfrost]

He wasn't the only one lingering.

Emma didn't pull away. There were so many reasons that this was a horrible idea, but she couldn't bring herself to care. His lips were very distracting, after all.

One hand drifted over to rest on his hip as she kissed him back slowly, the sensation of his warm skin under her fingers making her feel slightly giddy.

Oh indeed.

[bitten_notshy]

Oh, such a very bad idea. Shouldn't do this. Shouldn't let himself sink into this, or pull her closer, or run his hand down the outside of her shirt like it had the right to be there.

... yet he wasn't stopping.

[icecoldfrost]

She shouldn't be leaning into his touch, or letting her lips get more aggressive, or allowing her hands to roam over his skin, but Emma did it anyway.

She wasn't very good at resisting temptation, and Emma melted against him with a pleased sound, responding to his touch even as she carefully shored up her mental walls. There would be no telepathic bleed this time, thank you very much.

[bitten_notshy]

Jack tried to guide her to the bed without breaking the kiss or knocking over dinner. It was a challenge, but he could manage.

His sudden hunger for her was like a wave, crashing over him; he had to wim in it or he'd drown.

[icecoldfrost]

It took her a moment to realize what he was doing, and Emma silently laughed against his lips even as she kissed him harder, carefully making her way around their picnic and then reaching up to pull him down on to the bed with her.

They could pretend this never happened later. Right now, she just needed to feel him against her.