AUTHOR: Goddess Isa
EMAIL: [email protected]
SUMMARY: Everyone knows how much I love Can't Hardly Wait. This is how much I love it when Seth plays Kenny....
SPOILER: Can't Hardly Wait
DISTRIBUTION: Sure, just email me & lmk where it's going - I like seeing my name in print =) My site is http://planetslaythis.homestead.com
FEEDBACK: Please, I'd hate to have to Slay for it. =P
RATING: TV-MA - really TV-14 but I do push the button a bit
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters, Joss Whedon does. If he ever decides to give them to me, that would be nice. =)
"Pleeeeease honey?" I asked. I started to tear up. He's a sucker when I cry and I know it. He doesn't like that I sometimes use it against him, but at this point, that is the farthest thing from my mind.
"Look baby--"
"Woman," I corrected with an evil grin.
He rolled his eyes and got off the bed. "Please, get over it Is."
I pouted. "No!"
"I'm not comfortable doing it," he lied.
"Bullshit." I could see right through him. "Besides, I heard you and Nick on the phone the other day. You were doing your best to out-Kenny each other."
"It was a role, Isa. The film is over. I'm done."
I sniffled. "You won't do it? Not even for me?"
He avoided looking at me. "No."
I crawled to the edge of the bed and purred at him like Drusilla. He responded by rolling his eyes and turning away from me.
"What are you doing?" I demanded. He was now pacing the bedroom. At two a.m.
"It's late. I'm tired. I figure I'll pace until you give up and sleep so I can go to bed."
I gave him the innocent pout. "Pleeeeease. I don't think I'll get tired." I grinned, knowing I had him this time.
He rolled his eyes and pounced on me. "Woman, why you have to play me like dat? Can't you respect my flow?"
I giggled and pulled his lips to mine for an intense kiss. After a few minutes, he pulled away, smirking.
"Now, you can't rush the Special K. You just gotta let it slide."
"Oh, you wanna slide do you?"
"Woman, you know it!"
We worked together to get my nightgown off and then I stopped.
"What?" he asked, dropping the Kenny voice.
"The song."
He rolled his eyes but flew across the room to our radio. A moment later, 'Tricky' filled the air and he was back on me, bumping and grinding to the song.
We screwed like bunnies for most of the night. At one point, when he had me pinned, I decided to play another card.
"Say it," I urged. "Just say it."
He didn't hate this part quite as much. "Come for me woman!"
I did and I pushed him off of me and rolled onto his chest, kissing his skin and running my hands through his currently black hair. I was breathing heavily, but I still wanted him to finish. I looked into his eyes, waiting.
"Damn! Woman, you're somethin'!"
I smiled and kissed him. "You're not bad yourself."
"That was the last time," he said as we snuggled closer to each other to fall asleep. He said it in the same voice he always used.
"Okay sweetie," I said as I always did when we were finished.
"Hey!" he protested. "You said you wouldn't get tired!"
I smirked at him before drifting off. "That was only for Kenny."