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The Beach - Wednesday evening

Johnny was out flying again. More than likely this event was going to become a regular occurrance. The thrill was just too much to resist. And the beach at night was great for flying fast and low without the hindrance of any sort of obstacles.

"Flame on!" He yelled and shot straight up from the beachy shore.

(Johnny is here for a specific spectator but the beach is open for any beachy needs you may have.)

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Isabel had spent the day indoors thinking entirely too much. Which was why when evening came, despite the clouds and lack of stars, she took her blanket down to the beach to stare at the water and not think.

Spreading the blanket over the sand, she took a seat and focused on the waves.

Johnny hadn't noticed her yet when he sped by again; the flames radiating off of him were enough to send wave after wave of heat brushing back over and across Isabel.

And that got her attention. "The hell?" she yelled, staring after him.

He heard that, barely, but he heard it. Turning around, he hung in the air for a moment, staring down at the beach and making out Isabel. Grinning, he flew straight at her.

Fandom weirdness just kept reaching entirely new levels, Isabel realized. She bit her lip and held her ground, trying hard not to flinch too much.

Johnny stopped exactly five feet from her, just as he had wanted to do. It was part of his ability and he used it to perfection.

He extinguished his flames and smiled at her, "Good evening, Isabel."

Isabel laughed, "Why am I not surprised? Hi Johnny."

"You were surprised? Really? I thought you knew." Then he laughed and stepped closer to her. "Hi, sweetheart. What are you doing out here all alone?"

"I knew about the fire, just not that you got so hot and flamey," she answered, smirking a bit. "But the flying? You didn't mention that. And I'm just out here because I like the ocean. We didn't have anything like this in Roswell."

"Do you know," he said leaning towards her, "I can get as hot as the sun? Supernova. But that's bad. Will never do the Supernova again. Nope." He grinned and looked out over the ocean. "Pretty at night." Then he looked back at her. "Very pretty."

Isabel held her ground and didn't lean back. "I'm not surprised, but yeah, that doesn't sound pleasant." Sitting back down on the blanket, she gestured towards the spot next to her. "It is. It's even nicer when the stars are out. Sadly with all the clouds we won't see many today. You can hang out if you like. Or you can go back to flying about and having fun."

Johnny sat down by her, "No, I'd rather spend my time here, if you don't mind too much. And Isabel," he said meeting her eyes, "I would take you up there to see the stars if I could. I can only fly when I'm flaming."

"Thanks," she said. "But I've been out there enough to know that I like life on planet earth just fine."

Johnny smiled and leaned his arms back, bracing himself with his hands, and crossing his feet at the ankles, "How was your day?"

"Quiet," Isabel shrugged. "I was doing some thinking and now I'm here to not think for a while."

"I like the sound of that - not thinking," he nudged her shoulder gently, grinning. "You weren't ... meeting anyone out here were you?"

"I had a hot date with a merman," she teased, bumping back with her elbow. "You might have scared him off."

"A merman?" He clucked his tongue, "Too bad for him then because I am in a perfect spot to enjoy his hot date."

"Except you'll be the one supplying the heat?" Isabel asked, amused.

"If that is what you would like," he said in all seriousness. "If you get chilled or just want to sit a little closer to me."

She shifted a bit closer, stoping when their shoulders touched. "It is a little cool out." Which was why she had worn a light sweater, but Isabel wasn't thinking about that at the moment.

Johnny moved his arm so that it rested not against her exactly, but closer, giving her as much body heat as she wished to recieve. And with her moving closer, it was a sure indication that she was accepting of his small advance.

"You look very beautiful this evening, Isabel," he said softly, genuinely.

"I bet you say that to all the girls you wind up on the beach with," Isabel smiled, pushing her hair back.

"Not all," he teased with a wink. "And you know, I never really spent a whole lot of time at the beach growing up, so," he angled his body towards her more, "getting to spend it here with you now will no doubt make me want to come here more often."

The thinking part of Isabel's brain had spent most of the day thinking about her future, returning to Antar, and how that sort of meant she really didn't have much of a future. She'd turned that part of her brain off on the way down to the beach. At least that was her excuse for mirroring Johnny's movements. "It's a nice place. Quiet, peaceful. You can think, or not think. Whatever you want."

Johnny could be a thinker. Really he could. There was just certain times when he thought with other parts of his body besides his brain. Now might be one of those times. Isabel was hot, damn hot. But he wasn't one to push. Okay that was a lie, he could push, he just knew with her it wasn't what he wanted and most likely she would hurt him with her heel to his foot or other more sensitive areas of his body. Nope. He wouldn't push.

"I think sometimes." Yeah, it was the best he could offer in return to her words. Actually, he just wasn't a deep thinker. Johnny lived and breathed for the moment.

"Oh yeah?" she said quietly, leaning a bit closer and unconsciously licking her lips. "What are you thinking right now?"

His eyes fell to her lips, at the soft tip of her tongue as she licked them. And he could only answer her in a soft whisper as he drew near, moving to take her chin between thumb and forefinger, "I'm thinking I want to kiss you, Isabel." Tilting his face just enough, he brought his mouth so very close to her own that the warmth of his breath was most likely felt. "May I?"

Isabel nodded yes then moved the tiniest bit to ever so gently cover his lips with her own.

Isabel's mouth was sweetly tempting and Johnny moved his hand from her chin to her cheek, holding to her face gently while he attempted to deepen the kiss. Gingerly did he let his tongue slip past his lips to lightly stroke her fuller bottom lip, silently begging for admittance.

It had been way too long since she'd been kissed and Isabel reacted on instinct, opening her lips and bringing her hand up to clutch at his shoulder.

Johnny's hand crept around to hold at the base of Isabel's neck, plying pressure with his lips to deepen the kiss further, tasting her completely.

Isabel welcomed the pressure, teasing his lips with her tongue and sliding closer to press against him, drawn by his warmth.

"Isabel," Johnny murmured against her lips, wanting to get even closer to her. One hand at her neck, the other moved over the gentle curve of her shoulder, back around to caress down her back, and ever so subtly did he attempt to ease her back down to lie upon the blanket.

Isabel didn't think, just tightened her fingers on his shoulder and slowly let herself fall back to the blanket.

...and he fell over her, carefully, easily, keeping his weight from her as his mouth claimed hers once more. His tongue traced her lips before he took advantage and delved within, dancing his tongue over and with her own.

Johnny's right hand was at her ribcage, his thumb just barely grazing the underside of her breast.

"Nice," she murmured, trying hard to ignore the thinking part of her brain that slowly starting to make itself know. Instead she nipped at his bottom lip and ran her hand up his side.

Which encouraged Johnny greatly. He reached down and slipped his hand up under the hem of her shirt, making contact with her flesh, and upward did he slowly tease and taunt her skin while he took her mouth in a searing kiss that was doing much to leave him breathless.

Losing herself in the moment was incredibly tempting, but slowly Isabel realized exactly what was happening and remembered where they were. Reluctantly, she pulled away and shook her head. "Wow..."

He didn't move, only gave her enough room to shift slightly away from him. "Isabel?" Man, he was hot for her and feeling definitely uncomfortable in certain areas of his body. "Did I...what?"

"I'm sorry," Isabel said quietly. "I just realized where we are and squirrels and I'm sorry, I just can't do this." She gave another shake of her head and sighed, "Not that I'm not incredibly tempted."

Normally under such circumstances, Johnny could easily coax a girl. These, however, were not exactly normal circumstances. Fandom was not normal. And? Johnny liked Isabel too much to push her into anything. He wouldn't ruin a friendship simply because he wanted sex.

...and before he could say anything, a big fat raindrop splashed on the very tip of his nose. He smiled at her and stood; he wouldn't complicate anything right now by talking about it. Holding out his hand, he said softly, "Come on, we sit around here much longer and we will both be soaked to the bone."

Isabel took his hand and got to her feet, glancing up at the sky as some lightening flashed. "Yeah, probably a good idea." Smiling ruefully and grumbling a bit at the part of her brain that wouldn't just let her relax and let go, she let him lead her back to the dorms.

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