HEAT OF THE NIGHT

Hi guys, just read 'Update On Crime' the other day, and decided I needed to write a scene on the below bit from the book. Oh, and in case anyone's confused - none of these oneshots have anything to do with each other - I do realise that Nancy and Ned have slept together in some and not others, lol. Anyway, in this one I'm going to try to keep them as in character and within the files universe as I can. Hope you like it!

This scene takes place when Ned comes to visit Nancy in the evening during the case, and as usual, I'm not going to write in the whole scene, just the romance bits, so to speak.

"What are you doing tonight?" Bess asked.

"Tonight is strictly R and R," Nancy replied. "Ned has a long weekend break, so he's coming home from Emerson. Dad and Hannah are both going to be out, so I've planned an old fashioned evening by the fire. We're going to roast marshmallows."

"If I know you and Ned, marshmallows aren't the only things that'll get heated up," Bess teased.

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"Hi, there, Drew," Ned said softly, his dark eyes shining as they swept over her.

"Hey, Nickerson," she replied. She melted into his arms for a long, lingering kiss.

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Ned's strong arms slipped around her waist. Nancy leaned against him, enjoying the feel of his sweater's rough weave against her cheek.

"Where are your dad and Hannah?" Ned asked.

"Dad has a business dinner, and Hannah's visiting her sister for a few days," Nancy replied. "So we have the place to ourselves."

Soon they were lounging in front of a roaring fire in the living room. Nancy leaned back against a big pile of pillows, with Ned's head resting on her lap

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Ned reached up to stroke Nancy's hair. "Now tell me, what's the real scoop at Channel Nine?" he asked. "Are there any tall, dark, and handsome news reporters I have to watch out for?"

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Leaning over, she kissed the tip of Ned's nose. "Don't you know you're the only tall, dark, and handsome guy who matters to me?" she asked softly.

Ned responded by curling a hand gently around Nancy's neck and drawing her head toward his. Their lips met in a long, sizzling kiss, and Nancy's heart soared.

HEAT OF THE NIGHT

"Mmm," Ned murmured, pulling Nancy down to lay next to him on the fluffy rug in front of the fire.

"Wow," Nancy panted when they finally pulled apart, both of their air supplies having become dangerously close to non-existent. She rolled onto her back, letting one hand rest gently in Ned's.

"Yeah," Ned agreed, moving onto his side to face her. "You're a great kisser, Nan," he added, touching her cheek lightly with his finger tips.

"Why, thank you, Mr Nickerson, you're not so bad yourself," she said with a grin.

Ned grinned back, pulling her closer, so her head rested against his chest. "So…"

"So," Nancy echoed with a giggle.

Ned rolled his eyes, but god he loved this girl. "So, what do you want to do?" he tried again.

Nancy shrugged against him. "Um, maybe something like this…" she said innocently before pouncing on top of her boyfriend, tickling him mercilessly in the ribs.

"Oh, now you asked for it!" Ned cried, and a second later he had their positions reversed, his own hands on her ribs.

Nancy giggled, trying to squirm away from him, but his heavy weight kept her pinned. Before she knew it, they were wrestling with each other, rolling around on the floor, each of them trying to gain advantage over the other.

Finally, it was Nancy who had Ned pinned to the floor, though she suspected he's let her win - there weren't too many teenaged girls who could win anything this physical with a one hundred and eighty pound guy built of solid muscle as their opponent.

"Planning to take advantage of me, Drew?" Ned teased, grinning up at her.

"You wish, Nickerson," she retorted, sitting back on his chest. "Hey!" she protested when Ned drew her head down to his, pressing his lips passionately to hers.

Her protest died quickly, though, as Ned's tongue teased her lips, his hands running up and down her back in gentle motions. After a minute, Nancy opened her mouth slightly, allowing Ned's tongue access. He took it, nudging her lips further apart with his own, and slipping his tongue into her mouth.

Nancy shivered. This was still fairly new territory for them - although they'd indulged in a lot of heavy kissing since they started dating a year or so ago, the heavy tongue action had only started happening a couple of months ago.

Moaning against Ned's lips, Nancy let her own tongue slip out slightly to dance softly with his. Suddenly, though, she pulled away in shock, feeling something unfamiliar against her thigh.

"Ned, what?" she spluttered, moving away from him slightly.

Ned blushed bright red, drawing his knees up to his chest. "Nan, I…"

"Just what were you hoping to happen here?" she demanded, suddenly standing up, the shock still evident in her voice. "I mean, when I said we had the house to ourselves, I didn't mean I wanted to - you know."

Ned's face went almost impossibly redder, but he didn't move from his current position. "I'm sorry, Nancy, I didn't-"

"Forget it," she snapped, turning on her heal and running up to her room, hoping to keep the tears in her eyes from him.

Ned sighed, slumping back against the pile of pillows. This was not how he'd wanted the evening to go. He had to admit, he was more than a little hurt at the accusing tone in Nancy's voice - did she really think he'd pressure her into anything like that?

But, he argued with himself, it kind of is your own fault she reacted like that, Nickerson. Kind of, he reminded himself. It wasn't his fault she was such a good kisser and kept letting out those little moans that, unbeknown to her, were driving him crazy.

"Stupid erection," he muttered to himself, standing up slowly. He knew he'd have to go up and talk to Nancy, but had no idea what to say.

Wiping her eyes with the back of her hand, Nancy curled up against her pillow. She'd always thought Ned was different - that he wasn't one of those guys who pressured girls into sex before they were ready. The rational part of her mind argued that it wasn't his fault - he probably couldn't really help what happened 'down there' - and she had sort of been leading him on with the kissing, tickling, and play fighting.

But the other part of her mind still felt betrayed somehow. Felt that he had wanted to go further. Hearing a knock on her bedroom door, Nancy sighed and wiped her eyes again. She knew Ned would be up to talk soon.

"Come in," she said quietly.

Seeing the look on Ned's face when he hesitantly came in made Nancy feel even worse - he looked so hurt.

"Nan, we need to talk about this," he said softly, sitting a couple of feet away from her on her bed.

Nancy looked away. "What's there to talk about? I invited you over for what I thought would just be an 'innocent' evening of hanging out together, roasting some marshmallows and watching TV, with maybe a bit of making out thrown in, and then you turn in into -"

"Nancy, stop!" Ned interrupted. "No offence, but you sound ridiculous. Do you really think I meant for that to happen? Come on, I know you paid attention in health class," he teased, relieved to get a small smile out her. "Sometimes, this just happens to guys, whether we want it to or not. I'm sorry it freaked you out, but really, I wasn't - and am not - expecting anything. We were just fooling around, and I'm sorry, but yes, it did turn me on - that's what happens when a hot girl in sitting on top of you, kissing you. If anything, you should take it as a compliment."

Nancy rolled her eyes. "I'm sorry, Ned. Really sorry. I didn't mean to hurt your feeling by suggesting that you were trying to put the moved on me. I know you wouldn't do that. It's just, you're right - it did freak me out, and the reason I freaked and thought the worst of the situation is because it hasn't happened before. I guess I was just wondering why now?"

"It's only never happened before because I try to think of things that are a turn-off when we're making out to avoid situations like this. This time, I guess I just got carried a away and my body went with the flow. I am sorry, Nan, but I this kind of thing is something that's a bit out of my control sometimes."

Nancy nodded, moving closer to sit next to him. "I know it is. I'm really sorry I went so mental. Next time, I promise I wont over-react."

Ned smiled, putting his arm around her and pulling her closer. "Next time? Does that mean I'm forgiven."

Nancy blushed and shook her head. "If anyone needs to be forgiven, it's me."

"We'll call it even, deal?" Ned asked, holding out his hand.

"Deal," Nancy agreed, shaking his hand with a grin. "I love you."

Ned pulled her close again, resting his chin on top of her head. "Love you, too."

"You know…" Nancy whispered mischievously, "We still have a couple of hours until dad is due home…" She pulled him down on the bed next to her. "Whatever will we do?" she murmured against his lips.

Ned pulled back hesitantly. "You don't mind if…?" he trailed off, glancing down suggestively.

Nancy shook her head slowly. "I'll take it as a compliment," she quoted him with a grin, her lips meeting his in a long kiss.

The end :) Please let me know what you thought! This is a bit different to what I was originally planning to go with, lol.