Post by Dix C. Martin on Sept 29, 2009 22:11:34 GMT -5
Wound up writing this tonight instead of my actual assigned creative writing. Just a fluffy one shot deal that we were deprived of in the dance marathon from Hades. Hope ya like it. 
After Tad got the entire crowd doing the latest dance craze the Drunken Turkey, despite protests from Erica and Krystal who'd been sticking to him like used gum on his shoe all night, he needed a break from acting like a bad clone of Monty Hall and Jerry Lewis. And luckily he found relief on the Fusion rooftop perched on a sofa that had found it's way up there. Grateful for some peace under the starry sky, he let the night take him someplace far preferable..
"Milady your personal Gunga Din has arrived."
He chuckled, tossing a bottle of water to his sleep deprived sweated up, but amazingly still sparkly eyed wife reclining on a love seat that he quickly joined her on.
"Aww thank you. Now if only he was accompanied by a foot masseuse I'd be good to go."
Dixie hinted, uncrossing her aching legs, shown off by her shimmery navy silk short dress, only to let out a soft giggle when Tad tickled her feet out of her heels, but soon replaced his hands with his mouth that kissed up her foot to her ankle, then calf and farther on.
"Taaaad...."
She half chuckled half sighed, her accent sleepily poking though like there was no tomorrow, until his soft lips hit the hem right above her knee, and reaching over she clucked him gently upside the head, giggling all the while, moreso when he rolled his eyes while she tousled his thick head of salty pepper hair.
"C'mon now baby, we gotta get back to our devoted fans sometime."
"Not until I get one to wave around. Leave it to hour 20 for the air to kick on us."
"I know, I'm surprised the green spikes aren't sprouting oranges down here."
Dixie said as she gestured to the odd Confusion foliage a table over that never failed to baffle her, getting a chuckle out of Tad, never failing to be amused when his wife's natural blond side poked through.
"What you looking at?"
"The little hillbilly I love more than life."
He said sweetly as Dixie groaned and rolled her eyes before doing a facepalm, knowing she'd made some inept comment that he found endearing, but she found agitating.
"Well sorry the heat's made me go stupidhead on you."
"Sorry Dix your head's perfect. Just clearly hasn't mastered citrus origins. Oranges grow on trees, not neon green, fake...plantlife."
"I knew that, stop teasing me."
"Hey turnabouts fair play. You Mrs. Martin and that little sparkly number have been teasing me mercilessly since before we left the house."
Tad admitted, giving her a once over while his eyebrows wriggled in a leer, getting Dixie blushing as she shifted closer to him on the sofa.
"Aw, you really like it?"
"Two dinners, plus dessert."
"Arrgh cut it out, you're making me hungry." She grumbled, swatting his shoulder before curling up on it while he put his arm around her.
"Well....how 'bout you, nibble on me for awhile."
He said slyly as he leaned in, his teeth gently toying with her bottom lip, getting her giggling under the kiss before pulling back, her face flushed and her eyes dancing, as much as she suddenly wanted to, despite how good it felt sitting with his strong arm around her.
"You know we aren't gonna have a shot of earning another break if we don't end this one soon."
"Oh yeah?"
Tad smirked as he adjusted Dixie's star necklace, before his fingers wandered over to her spaghetti strap.
"Get a camera crew down here in a few minutes, those calls will be pouring in."
He whispered getting her blushing a hundred shades of red as she giggled and swatted him away before getting back in her shoes and back on her feet with his help.
"You pig!"
"Well excuse me for trying to save the starving children."
"The only starving child I see right now is you Thaddeus."
Dixie chuckled knowingly as Tad pouted, nodding in agreement. Leading her to smile shyly up at him, her eye size rivaling Bambi's.
"But, you help me boot scoot closer to that big fancy trophy and, that'll soon change."
"How soon??" Tad asked with a coy grin that hadn't left his face since two breaks prior.
Between her dress, the dim lights and the lack of proper air conditioning he was in a full on frenzy. And it didn't help any Dixie seemed to be suffering the same symptoms, made clear when she shifted closer, appearing to straighten his tie, but fiddling with his top shirt button all the while.
"Soon as we bump all those troublesome couples left on the floor, the slow songs kick on, my exhaustion kicks in, and you're holding me steady in those perfect arms of your's."
"Sounds just crazy enough to work, crazed ferret of mine."
He said as she smiled before they shared a steamy, strengthening kiss before Twinkle stepping back onto the floor as fast as their feet would let them.
After Tad got the entire crowd doing the latest dance craze the Drunken Turkey, despite protests from Erica and Krystal who'd been sticking to him like used gum on his shoe all night, he needed a break from acting like a bad clone of Monty Hall and Jerry Lewis. And luckily he found relief on the Fusion rooftop perched on a sofa that had found it's way up there. Grateful for some peace under the starry sky, he let the night take him someplace far preferable..
"Milady your personal Gunga Din has arrived."
He chuckled, tossing a bottle of water to his sleep deprived sweated up, but amazingly still sparkly eyed wife reclining on a love seat that he quickly joined her on.
"Aww thank you. Now if only he was accompanied by a foot masseuse I'd be good to go."
Dixie hinted, uncrossing her aching legs, shown off by her shimmery navy silk short dress, only to let out a soft giggle when Tad tickled her feet out of her heels, but soon replaced his hands with his mouth that kissed up her foot to her ankle, then calf and farther on.
"Taaaad...."
She half chuckled half sighed, her accent sleepily poking though like there was no tomorrow, until his soft lips hit the hem right above her knee, and reaching over she clucked him gently upside the head, giggling all the while, moreso when he rolled his eyes while she tousled his thick head of salty pepper hair.
"C'mon now baby, we gotta get back to our devoted fans sometime."
"Not until I get one to wave around. Leave it to hour 20 for the air to kick on us."
"I know, I'm surprised the green spikes aren't sprouting oranges down here."
Dixie said as she gestured to the odd Confusion foliage a table over that never failed to baffle her, getting a chuckle out of Tad, never failing to be amused when his wife's natural blond side poked through.
"What you looking at?"
"The little hillbilly I love more than life."
He said sweetly as Dixie groaned and rolled her eyes before doing a facepalm, knowing she'd made some inept comment that he found endearing, but she found agitating.
"Well sorry the heat's made me go stupidhead on you."
"Sorry Dix your head's perfect. Just clearly hasn't mastered citrus origins. Oranges grow on trees, not neon green, fake...plantlife."
"I knew that, stop teasing me."
"Hey turnabouts fair play. You Mrs. Martin and that little sparkly number have been teasing me mercilessly since before we left the house."
Tad admitted, giving her a once over while his eyebrows wriggled in a leer, getting Dixie blushing as she shifted closer to him on the sofa.
"Aw, you really like it?"
"Two dinners, plus dessert."
"Arrgh cut it out, you're making me hungry." She grumbled, swatting his shoulder before curling up on it while he put his arm around her.
"Well....how 'bout you, nibble on me for awhile."
He said slyly as he leaned in, his teeth gently toying with her bottom lip, getting her giggling under the kiss before pulling back, her face flushed and her eyes dancing, as much as she suddenly wanted to, despite how good it felt sitting with his strong arm around her.
"You know we aren't gonna have a shot of earning another break if we don't end this one soon."
"Oh yeah?"
Tad smirked as he adjusted Dixie's star necklace, before his fingers wandered over to her spaghetti strap.
"Get a camera crew down here in a few minutes, those calls will be pouring in."
He whispered getting her blushing a hundred shades of red as she giggled and swatted him away before getting back in her shoes and back on her feet with his help.
"You pig!"
"Well excuse me for trying to save the starving children."
"The only starving child I see right now is you Thaddeus."
Dixie chuckled knowingly as Tad pouted, nodding in agreement. Leading her to smile shyly up at him, her eye size rivaling Bambi's.
"But, you help me boot scoot closer to that big fancy trophy and, that'll soon change."
"How soon??" Tad asked with a coy grin that hadn't left his face since two breaks prior.
Between her dress, the dim lights and the lack of proper air conditioning he was in a full on frenzy. And it didn't help any Dixie seemed to be suffering the same symptoms, made clear when she shifted closer, appearing to straighten his tie, but fiddling with his top shirt button all the while.
"Soon as we bump all those troublesome couples left on the floor, the slow songs kick on, my exhaustion kicks in, and you're holding me steady in those perfect arms of your's."
"Sounds just crazy enough to work, crazed ferret of mine."
He said as she smiled before they shared a steamy, strengthening kiss before Twinkle stepping back onto the floor as fast as their feet would let them.
