Unknown Things // Lenna

[jensen]

Jensen Ekern did not believe his healer to be serious when she mentioned that he should just come home with her. How did that make any sense, considering that he wasn’t even hurt? Well, sore, but not hurt. There was a difference there. Surely a healer would know if their patient was actually hurt or not? Now, Jensen really wasn’t one to be completely and utterly oblivious, but at this moment, at this time, he was. Right at that moment he was wondering what was going to happen at Lenna’s place, that would make up for his lack of getting a haircut? Since, that was the original plan. Maybe Lenna was incredibly good with a pair of scissors… or even trimming charms? Who knew? ”Come home late tonight, Em. They’ll be leftovers for you.”

[/color] Jensen looked from Lenna to Emmett and raised an eyebrow. But just like any other time, you probably wouldn’t be able to tell.

Jensen sighed lightly. The way he was standing was a bit of proof that he was able to stand and walk on his own, and the way Lenna was supporting him was more of a hug-like fashion versus an actual, holding him up fashion. Jensen didn’t want to put all of his weight on her even if he was actually hurt, because, he would probably squish her. Surely he wasn’t that heavy, but Lenna was a small lady. ”Sorry..”[/color] Jensen just shook his head. ”No reason to be sorry, Len.” Really, there wasn’t. He just didn’t have good balance while leaning over and smooching and she sort of surprised him when she jumped up and stood, her lunch flying onto the floor. It probably would have happened to anyone, really.

With a pop, Lenna apparated the two of them to her home, which… Jensen hadn’t ever seen before. He’d been outside, of course, but never on the inside. Surely because it was Lenna’s home, too, that Emmett wouldn’t have him over. If the two ever hung out outside of Musically Yours, it was usually at Jensen’s, as his siblings were off at Hogwarts. Now that he knew that Emmett had a sister, surely that was the reasoning for that. Not that he minded of course, it was good to have a friend whether he invited him over or not. Jensen looked about the small room. It was very tidy… of course what he knew of Lenna’s cleaning habits and how they affected her recently… and he of course knew that his, Jensen’s clean, was Emmett’s messy. The two of them were quite immaculate, and one could easily tell just by looking at their living room. Not a magazine on the table, and not a fork on the counter top. Jensen began to wonder what Emmett thought of his place, as sometimes Jensen would wash the dishes, but still leave them out on the counter.

Jensen shoved his hands into his pockets. He didn’t know if he should sit down, or ask to use her bathroom, or just stand there… and he opted for the latter of just standing there. It was what he knew best… Jensen really wasn’t one for “making himself at home.” If he were ever at someone else’s house, he would wait for a suggestion or a command, because he didn’t want to do something that the person would disapprove of. That was his biggest fear, of course. ”Yeh’ve go’ a nice place here, Len,” Jensen said casually, looking about the room. Her living room melded right into her kitchen, which Jensen found rather odd, but he of course wasn’t going to criticize. It suited the place, that was for sure.[/blockquote][/size]

[lena]

Oh Lenna wasn't having any of this. This? Yes, the macho guy stuff. I'm a guy and I can deal with pain. In fact, I'm a guy and the pain is just minimal when in fact it might not even be minimal. I don't need to be fussed over. I don't need help. Let me focus on you. Don't focus on me. It's fine. Really, I swear. It's fine.

Lenna knew how the male ego worked from her years at the hospital. She also did know that certain people had a higher pain tolerance than others and Jensen was one of them. This was good in terms of avoiding pain, but not good when it came to having an injury heal properly or avoiding re-injury. Sometimes, people with higher pain tolerances think that their problem is minor when it is not. A proper medical exam was always necessary. Better safe than sorry, Lenna thought.

The way Jensen had shifted his weight upon standing was a way that said "I'm fine". He wasn't leaning on her so much and she felt more like she was hugging him than actually helping. Of course, she thought maybe this was because Jensen's pain wasn't the severe. Sprains could often me mild and she figured if he had one, it would have to be mild. He had barely moved and there would have been very little momentum in the roll of his ankle. Still, she felt as if she was at fault for the mishap. But...if given the chance to play the situation over, it still would have happened. Her brother had never caught her in such an intimate moment before.

”Sorry..”

”No reason to be sorry, Len.”

Lenna shook her head lightly back at him, indicating that she didn't agree with him. They needed to go and he needed to be looked at. End of. She watched as Jensen shoved his hands in his pockets and looked around at the small area of the apartment. Small and immaculate.

”Yeh’ve go’ a nice place here, Len.”

"Jensen, stop being silly. Sit down," she said, a sharp undertone to her voice, hand gesturing to the sofa. Lenna sighed softly. "Thank you," she added.

[jensen]

Macho guy stuff? Psh, Jensen just did not want to squash Lenna like a little bug. Surely he wasn’t very large, but it was possible as she was small. Although, she was a doctor and surely doctors had a lot of experience in helping patients up and such. Still though, that was why. He in no way shape or form was intentionally putting forward a male ego of any sort. Even if he were, you’d have to give him a break, since he was a male after all. And… since it was the male ego… then it made sense, didn’t it. Yes. It did.

It sort of bothered Jensen that Lenna never agreed when there was no reason to be sorry. Or anything for that matter. She didn’t do anything wrong… he was just as surprised as she was to see her brother… except he didn’t expect her to jump up in surprise. Not at all, so her knocking him over wasn’t a big deal. In fact, Jensen sort of found it rather amusing in a way. ”Jensen, stop being silly. Sit down.”

[/color] Jensen raised an eyebrow and sighed, doing as he was told. ”Thank you.”[/color] ”Standin’ won’ hur’ anythin’, Len, really,” he chuckled, but knew that Lenna wouldn’t be having any of that now. ”Bu’ I’ll do as the doctor tells me. Wha’ do yeh say, Doc?”[/blockquote][/size]

[lena]

”Standin’ won’ hur’ anythin’, Len, really. Bu’ I’ll do as the doctor tells me. Wha’ do yeh say, Doc?”

Lenna folded her hands neatly in front of her as Jensen spoke, fighting off a little amused smirk. She watched as Jensen obliged her and sat, mildly pleased. "Well, I say that I should have a look at that ankle if just to ease my own conscious," she said, raising her eyebrows briefly as she knelt gently to the floor, untying Jensen's shoe for him and slipping it off. She felt his ankle, going about the regular doctoral stuff. "How does that feel?" she asked. Lenna looked up at him, cheeks suddenly turning pink.

"You kissed me," she said, softly, biting the inside of her bottom lip lightly. Jensen had kissed her in her brother's shop. And he had...really kissed her like she had never been kissed before. And now he was in her home and they were alone together. Lenna had never in her life invited a man over to her home, not even Paul. They had just always ended up back at his place as he was wealthy and spoiled. "You're a very good kisser, Jensen," she noted, eyes flickering back to his ankle.

[jensen]

”Well, I say that I should have a look at that ankle if just to ease my own conscious.”

[/color] Jensen just sat on her couch, looking rather amused and a bit sheepish. ”As yeh wish…” he said, about to bend over and untie his shoe when Lenna knelt and started to untie it for him. Jensen was about to open his mouth and protest, but didn’t. He stopped himself, and was sighing a breath of relief when he remembered that yes, he put on brand-new socks this very morning. Jensen was one of those people who enjoyed the way that new socks felt on their feet, so they were usually found buying new socks whenever they could, so they wouldn’t have to deal with worn out socks. Jensen wore new socks pretty much every day. ”How does that feel?”[/color] Jensen shrugged. ”Feels the same as it did. I really do believe I’m fine, Len,” he smiled, running a hand quickly through his locks.

”You kissed me.”[/color] Yes, he had kissed her. Thank you, Catherine Obvious. Er, Captain Obvious. Jensen chuckled. He always called his sister Catherine Obvious… but was scolded once because it was actually Captain Obvious. But that did not matter now. ”Yeh, an’ don’ forget, you kisse’ me as well.” Case and point. They had been talking about… oh wait, what were they talking about? Oh yes, that’s right. Lenna’s sexual frustration. And then she just kissed him. And the second time, the time when Lenna kissed him… it was ten times more intense. It was definitely one of those notable kisses, one that you know you’ll remember for a long time, whether you’re still dating the person or not. ”You’re a very good kisser, Jensen.”[/color] At her words Jensen sat up. A small smile was upon his lips as he looked at her, looking at his ankle.

Without any words of warning, he took his right hand and put it under her chin. Given that she obliges to his gentle touch, Jensen would look into her eyes a moment and then kiss her. Jensen didn’t feel a need to hold back with Lenna. Everything he did just felt… right.[/blockquote][/size]

[lena]

”Feels the same as it did. I really do believe I’m fine, Len.”

Lenna looked up at Jensen and the way he smiled at her, running a hand through his in-need-of-a-trim dark locks. Yes, that had definitely been one of the reasons she always loved his smile. His teeth were near perfect, which was something superficial that Lenna happened to be particular about. But his teeth wasn't the only reason Lenna loved his smile. No, now she realized it was his entire mouth and his lips...you know, the ones with which she had kissed her. They had tingled against her own. Jensen was miraculous.

”You kissed me.”

She blushed as her chuckled.

”Yeh, an’ don’ forget, you kisse’ me as well.”
And then her blush deepened. Lenna had kissed him back and he had liked it? Well, she assumed so because he wasn't complaining. He seemed to like it, at least. Of course, she couldn't always be sure but it was logical. Really though, she wasn't one to kiss men in this fashion. Not at all! If it had been a man she hadn't known better, Lenna probably would have at least given the man a strict tongue lashing. But...her tongue's action with Jensen weren't anything like a lashing.

”You’re a very good kisser, Jensen.”

She saw from through her lashes that Jensen had leaned forward towards her, sitting up from the back of the sofa. Her heart beat quickened. Lenna knew she was so silly to keep looking at his ankle when nothing was wrong. His hand under her chin beckoned her to look up slowly. He made her so..nervous in the best way. Lenna had a man at her place and he was...making a move on her?! And she was..LETTING HIM. The moment his lips touched hers, she put down his ankle and stood up from the floor, pushing him back into the couch and leaning over him, her legs ending up sandwiched between his. Her heart raced in her chest at this forward move and knowing Emmett wasn't there to interrupt her.

[jensen]

Jensen was glad that Lenna was appreciative of his kissing skills. It wasn’t as though Jensen went out and kissed random girls whenever he felt the need to. No, he’d only had two girlfriends before now, and he’d maybe kissed a few aside from them. Never cheating of course, just… spin the bottle and such. Except, there was a difference between then and now… now the kisses actually felt like something. There was emotion behind them, and passion… but it could have just been the girl dealing with her sexual frustration… No. Jensen believed that there was much more than sexual frustration there. Something romantic. Something… more than just a kiss. More than… just more.

It wasn’t average, to say the least.

Jensen had always perceived his healer to be of the innocent sort. He most certainly did not see her to be the type to just let him kiss her the way that he did, and definitely not kiss him and talk about things such as sexual frustration… and he really, really did not expect her to push him back onto the couch. Jensen could feel a slightly soft smirk forming behind their kisses. Jensen instinctively put his hands on Lenna’s waist, and when she had wedged her legs between his own… he moved one hand to touch her leg, gently, just behind her knee, beckoning her to come closer.

Jensen paused with the kisses a moment, and pulled back ever so slightly and looked at her; her eyes, her lips, her cheeks… Lenna really was something… and… how was this happening so fast? Surely… if she was sexually frustrated… she wouldn’t want anything to do with him once this was all over. She would want him to leave, and probably reassign him to a new healer… oh… Jensen shoved his bottom lip in between his teeth and looked at her, before softly planting a kiss on her jawline and then going back to her lips.

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[lena]

Lenna was in a dress. In. A. Dress. And she had pushed Jensen back into her couch in such a forward manner that she surprised herself. Just sit back and kiss me was what this motion was meant to say. And Jensen took the hint as his hands came to rest on her waist, Lenna sighing gently out of her nose - a pleasant sigh of sorts. She felt the small smirk of his lips against her own and blushed. Jensen was just so confident and..a man.

And Lenna just felt like she was faking it at the moment. She was not this type of woman that just let men kiss her and then kissed them back and initiated even more. This was not her normal, though it was pleasant. More than pleasant. She felt warm inside and Lenna knew she most definitely liked Jensen. Maybe it had just been pent up for so long? She certainly felt like now she should have acted sooner and like it had been there all along.

And then his hand was on her leg. ON. HER. LEG. A chill ran up from that spot, up her spine. But...she was in a dress. The only way she was to be able to get closer to him was if she..well...Oh Merlin that was so out of bound! Wasn't it? No....she was an adult, she could do as she pleased. But Jensen probably was getting the complete wrong impression of her and Lenna had no idea what she was doing. Paul was always the aggressor in these types of situations. Well...there was that one time, but Lenna swore Paul had slipped something into her drink that night.

Her knee moved up slowly and hesitantly, skimming his as it found its way to the couch right beside his thigh. At this point, Jensen pulled away from her in the slightest. Lenna felt so exposed under his gaze. It made her nervous, but in a good way. It didn't make her feel uneasy, like Paul always made her feel. Lenna hadn't known anything else before. "Something wrong?" she breathed, barely an audible whisper. Her heart fluttered as he kissed her jawline and then as his lips touched hers again. Her right foot was still on the ground, too nervous to move it. Her left hand rested near his face, thumb grazing his jaw, her right resting on his shoulder.

[jensen]

Jensen was not this type of man. Not at all! He was not usually the one to initiate things, and he was not one to take advantage of a situation as much as the woman beside him was asking for it. Jensen was old fashioned to a point… Not usually one for kissing on the first date, unless when he was walking her home or to her door and it went really well… but Jensen hadn’t exactly been to successful in that matter. No… Lenna was the first first-date kiss that actually wasn’t turned down. And that was why Jensen was not one to initiate. Ever.

Did Jensen realize that Lenna was in a dress? Of course he did. Was it the first thing on his mind that if she were to climb on top of him, as scandalous as that sounded, there would hardly be anything between the two of them? No. Kissing… was more important. Lenna was more important. Jensen was first and foremost a people-pleaser… or rather, a Lenna pleaser. She was important to him, and he’d do what she asked. Or rather… he’d let her do what she was intending to do, in this case.

Jensen hadn’t intended her to stop what she was doing when he stopped. Or rather, for her to speak. ”Something wrong?”

[/color] Jensen didn’t say anything. Instead, he just planted a kiss on her jaw line, and then her lips again. He then slid in towards the back of the couch, not so much that he was squishing the leg that was between him and the couch, but enough so that his left hand went to her right leg, beckoning that one up, too. Surely one knee on and the other not would be uncomfortable? Jensen would know from experience, and so would his creator.

Given that she allowed for this to happen, Jensen moved his hand to her right arm, gently tracing from her shoulder down to her wrist, then her fingers which gently rested on his shoulder. The gentle touch of her right hand on his jaw made chills run down his spine… in a good way of course. He couldn’t… this was…[/blockquote][/size]

[lena]

And then she felt it, his left hand behind her right knee, calling it up towards him. It was tempting, the symmetry being the most comfortable position. The one she was in now was slightly awkward but not entirely uncomfortable as Lenna was rather flexible. To straddle or not to straddle. That was the question. Lenna's knee just lifted up in the slightest, before she chickened out and put it down. But, the way Jensen was kissing her was call for her to be closer. And who was Lenna to refuse that? Surely he wouldn't think of her as one of those women who...jumped men or something. What was she doing?! Lenna wasn't even dating him!!!

But, she was moving her knee over his and to the other side of his thigh, very aware that she was in a dress. Her cheeks burned as she kissed them, glad she had her eyes closed.Jensen was so gentle to her and tender. The way he slid his hand down her arm sent a tingling sensation throughout her entire body. Emmett wasn't home. Jensen was on her couch. And Lenna was on top of him in a dress.

Her stomach twisted into delightfully nervous knots as she tried to push her mothers words out of her head. Sometimes she really did curse herself for being so innocent. Len pulled away from him slightly, pressing the tip of her nose to his gently, her cheeks still burning. "Jensen I-I...don't do this with...I don't know what we're doing but I just...You're very good at whatever this is," she breathed in the softest sigh.

[jensen]

Jensen was just doing things now… because he felt motivated to. He felt the need to. He… was living in the moment. This was happening now, and he was going to just go along with it, because that was what it seemed like Lenna wanted to do. Well, the way she was acting made it seem like she wanted it to happen. When he’d gently put his hand on the back of Lenna’s right knee, she’d moved her leg and put it up on the couch, so now she was on top of him… Of course he liked it… it was just… was this really what the woman wanted? If so, he would happily oblige, but if not… well, that was okay too. Jensen took his now free hand and gently touched her shoulder, and moved his hand down her arm and rested it on top of her fingers that were resting on his shoulder.

Jensen opened his eyes slightly when she pulled away from him, but a smile formed on his lips when she touched her nose to his. ”Jensen I-I…don’t do this with…I don’t know what we’re doing but I just…You’re very good at whatever this is.” Jensen’s smile faded and he sighed, lightly. ”Len, we can stop yeh know…” he said quietly as he took his left hand and gently touched her side as he waited for a response. Did he want to stop? Well, of course not! What guy would? But Jensen was in his right mind and… wait. “I don’t do this with… what? With guys like him?

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[lena]

”Len, we can stop yeh know…”

Lenna's eyebrows raised slightly at this, now pulled from the hazy state she was in which had been caused by all of the kissing and close contact. And then he was still close to her and touching her, his left hand now resting gently on her side. You know, near to her waist and on the fabric of her dress - Because Lenna was straddling a man while she was wearing a dress.

"Did I give the impression I wanted to stop?" she asked, anxiously, moving her nose away from his just slightly so their faces were still close to one another but so that they weren't in contact there. "I didn't mean to, Jensen," she said, her voice verging on a whisper. Her cheeks were still flushed and she bit the inside of her bottom lip lightly. "I just don't do this with...with anyone. Rush into..." Lenna paused her left hand moving down from his face to rest on his right shoulder. "Sex!" she blurted out, hand immediately lifting off of his shoulders to fly to her mouth, resting on her lips one on top of the other.

[jensen]

It was the likes of him, wasn’t it? Because he was a Quidditch player, and a patient of hers at that. Jensen wasn’t some rich healer or an auror or someone of a respectable career path. He was just an entertainer. He wasn’t out there to help people. He was there to entertain them. It may not have been a respectable enough career for her to want to be with him… ”Did I give the impression that I wanted to stop? I didn’t mean to, Jensen.”

[/color] Jensen noted the now distance between their two noses and sighed lightly. Was she just saying that now? Jensen moved his hand so it matched the one that was still sitting on her waist. He ran his thumbs along her ribcage. ”I just don’t do this with…with anyone. Rush into…Sex!”[/color]

Jensen’s eyes shot open and were quite wide at this point, watching as Lenna clasped her hands over her mouth in surprise… probably about what she’d just blurted out. The corner of his lips twitched as he wanted to say something… he wanted to laugh. It was so darling what she’d just done… but then again, the situation did not call for that. ”Len…” Jensen couldn’t even think of any words to say to that. A smile had formed on his lips and he pulled the woman into a hug gently before planting a soft kiss on her neck. ”Yeh’re adorable when yeh do tha’.” And then he planted another kiss on her neck… and another….[/blockquote][/size]

[lena]

”Len…”

WHY WAS HE SMILING?! That was all Lenna could wonder as she cursed herself for blurting out that word. She had just told Jensen that she had intended to have sex with him, more or less. Did he even want that? Maybe he didn't want that? Lenna had just went and assumed he would oblige her with such an act. Maybe he...okay, he was a guy. Lenna knew her assumption was at least close to valid. But, she had said that word to him and they weren't even dating. She intended to have that with him and they weren't even dating. She was on top of him in a dress and they weren't even dating. Point is, Lenna didn't do any of this with anyone she hadn't dated. Paul had counted as her near everything. He wasn't her first kiss, but he was the first man who had ever made it just simply making out with her...

”Yeh’re adorable when yeh do tha’.”

And then before she knew it, Jensen was hugging her. As he pulled her close, his hands no longer teasing her ribcage in an intimate fashion, her hands came away from her mouth and wrapped around his neck instinctively. She was adorable? Maybe her assumption was wrong, because did guys really want to have sex with someone who was adorable? But then she felt the pleasant tickle of Jensen's lips against her skin. On her neck..over and over again.

Lenna froze, biting the inside of her bottom lip once more, her eyes closing at the sensation. She forced herself to move, arms sliding down to his chest, turning her head at the same time to catch his lips with her own. This kiss was brief but full, before she smiled sheepishly at him. Her eyes scanned his face, resting on his hair. "Jensen, how are you going to...well...I mean won't your hair be a distraction...in...well...during..." The blush that had faded from her cheeks crawled back due to her vocal and logical concern.

[jensen]

Alright, so it was evident that Lenna wanted to continue with what they were doing. Jensen felt a bit relieved… although he couldn’t help but wonder what would happen… after Would she still want to talk to him? Would she still want him to be her patient? Well, of course, if things didn’t end very well, he would probably switch healers, to avoid awkwardness. But then again, if things went well, he wouldn’t need a healer because he’d have his own personal… oi, he was thinking too far into things! Jensen shook the thoughts out of his head as he planted yet another kiss on the woman’s neck. Her skin was so warm… and soft… and inviting… Jensen sighed lightly before tipping his head up slightly so that he may plant a kiss on the Lenna’s jaw line, just below her ear. It was at that point that he felt her hands move from behind his neck where they’d found themselves after the hug to his chest, which sent a lightly pleasant tingle down Jensen’s back… and then she kissed him. It wasn’t a very long kiss, but it was… full. It was… intense. Jensen’s eyes widened and he felt the need to do it again. But of course, that would have to wait, as Lenna was about to speak… ”Jensen, how are you going to…well…I mean won’t your hair be a distraction…in…well…during…”

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Jensen raised an eyebrow. Lenna would just not let the hair rest. ”Len, do yeh wan’ me to go an’ ge’ it cut, righ’ now?” he said, seriously. Chances were the woman would say no and it would continue as it was… but on the off chance… Jensen took his right hand and brushed his hair out of the way before putting his right hand back on Lenna’s waist. ”Because yeh’ll have to ge’ off of me so I can do tha’. If it is tha’ much of a distraction, tha’ is.”[/blockquote][/size]

[lena]

”Len, do yeh wan’ me to go an’ ge’ it cut, righ’ now?”

Yes.

That was her first thought. She did want him to get a haircut because Lenna was very particular and what she was planning on doing with Jensen was very intimate. She loved is eyes and she hated his hair getting in the way. Also, him having to stop or adjust to brush his hair out of the way, during would be...no. It would not be cool, she thought. And it most certainly would get in the way if things happened in the way she expected them to happen.

”Because yeh’ll have to ge’ off of me so I can do tha’. If it is tha’ much of a distraction, tha’ is.”

"Oh..right," she said, blushing as he pointed out that she was...on top of him. Lenna felt shameful at this point really. She was on top of a man. On. Top. Of. A. Man. In a dress. And now she was asking him to get a haircut before they engaged in casual relations. But, were they that casual? Would it end up being a one time thing? She didn't do one time things! Lenna hoped her didn't think it would be a one time thing.

Yes, but now she was asking him to get a haircut and he didn't seem pleased. "That much of a distraction" seemed to suggest that his hair shouldn't have been that much of distraction. At least, that is what Lenna gathered from the phrase. So she felt shameful and silly at the same time. Gracefully, she managed to pick up her right leg and swing it so she sat on his right side. "Do you want me to accompany you or stay here and wait?"

[jensen]

Lenna didn’t say anything after he’d asked her if she wanted him to go and get his haircut, right then at that instant. He of course did not see what the big deal was with his hair being long at that moment. It wasn’t distracting him, and surely… surely… since he could see, Lenna could still see his eyes. Jensen in a way found this rather ridiculous, that she was actually thinking about… stopping because of his hair. His hair. It was his hair! So then he reminded her that she’d have to get off of him if she wanted him to do such things. And then she did. ”Oh..right.”

[/color] Oh right was right. She was indeed still on top of him! His hair didn’t seem like that much of a problem when she was on top of him, did it! Nope, not at all. Jensen sighed lightly.

”Do you want me to accompany you or stay here and wait?” At this point, Lenna was sitting by his side. Jensen had taken the time for her to ask him to stand, and he straightened out his pants and un-tucked his undershirt. Yes, he was quite particular about his clothes, even if he wasn’t a fancy dresser. So, the un-tucking of the undershirt was to prevent wrinkles which, unfortunately after that, were inevitable. Jensen leaned down and planted a soft kiss on Lenna’s neck, and then another on her jaw line before standing up straight and looking at her, careful not to brush his hair out of his eyes. ”Whatever tickles yehr fancy. Anythin’ else yeh wan’ me to get while I’m out?” he said seriously, a slight trace of disappointment on his lips.[/blockquote][/size]

[lena]

”Whatever tickles yehr fancy. Anythin’ else yeh wan’ me to get while I’m out?”

Lenna was surprised that Jensen still kissed her after she had moved off of him. She suspected he probably was not too happy about having to stop this process. Why did she suspect this? Well..first off, he's a guy. But, Lenna's mind didn't really go for that stereotype. No. She just knew that she wasn't happy about having to stop the process, so Jensen probably was unhappy as well. But, it would be better off for the both of them if he just got a trim.

Len shook her head as Jensen asked if she wanted him to pick up anything. No, that would not be necessary. "No, I should have everything here I need to cook later. But, I think.." she stood so she did not feel so small looking up to him. "I think I will just stay here and clean some," she said, her eyes leaving his and wandering around the spotless room. Lenna didn't even realize what she had just said and what it meant in the context of their activities. There was a serious look upon her face. "How long do you think you'll be?"

[jensen]

By the time he’d stood and had been standing a moment, it seemed… okay that it had stopped. Of course Jensen felt horrible, that he’d done something wrong… oh yeah, he had. He didn’t get his hair cut. Jensen wanted so badly to roll his eyes and sigh, but he didn’t. Her request was ridiculous, but of course he was going to have to deal with it… if… if… if he wanted to spend time with her, that is. So ridiculous. Jensen didn’t know what to think.

”No, I should have everything here I need to cook later. But, I think.. I think I will just stay here and clean some.”

[/color] Jensen raised an eyebrow and looked about the room. The room didn’t need cleaning at all. Lenna really was particular, wasn’t she? ”Alrigh’. Jus’ makin’ sure.” At that point… Jensen didn’t know if he wanted to come back. He could just pop out… and apparate himself to his own house. Of course, that would be a little rude, but he was sort of miffed that she’d stopped… because of his hair. It was his hair. Was it really that distracting? Really that… irritating to her? Was he irritating to her because he hadn’t gotten a haircut? ”How long do you think you’ll be?”[/color] Jensen shrugged. He didn’t know! ”Well, it depends on how long the line is… if they have time for me. I better ge’ goin’, then.” and with that, the man popped right out of the home, and in front of the salon and walked in. There were a couple people in line, but that would bide him some time to think before he had to go back, at least.[/blockquote][/size]

[lena]

”Well, it depends on how long the line is… if they have time for me. I better ge’ goin’, then.”

As soon as Jensen apparated, not even leaving her time to respond, Lenna frowned. Her brow furrowed and she sighed out of her nose. She went to go put her lunch pale and purse away, looking around at the spotless house as she went to grab a dust cloth. And that's when she realized what this urge to clean meant and dropped the cloth on the floor. She really was sexually frustrated! Lenna put a head to her forehead. Why had she sent him away? To get a haircut. But she could have still been kissing him. But his hair would have gotten in the way of it!

Len bent down to pick up the cloth, putting it back where it belonged before walking into her room and pulling her dress over her head before taking off her other articles of clothing and stepping out of her heels. What was she doing? Taking a cold shower. She needed one, her mind replaying her kisses with Jensen over and over again in her head.

Lenna walked into her bathroom, combing her hair before stepping into the shower and letting the cold water run over her hair and her body, any makeup she had on washing away as cold chills ran up her spine. This was the moment Lenna realized that cold showers didn't help, she only craving the heat of Jensen's presence even more. Len banged her head softly against the wall of the shower before sinking down and sitting on the floor of it, the water cascading down upon her. Her eyes closed and the noise of the shower would mask any sounds of arriving persons.