Secluded section of the beach [Thursday night]

[tatooine_doofus]

There was water in front of him and stars overhead (if you used your imagination and ignored the clouds), a blanket, and food. And a huge umbrella. Stupid weather ruining his date.

Luke sat on the beach, ignoring the sand, and waited for Jo to arrive.

He was pushing back the thoughts of "last time" through sheer force of will.

[For the girl and up for great SP]

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[wannabehunter]

Jo's hands reached for his shirt. "A lot less clothing."

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Luke ignored the goosebumps that popped up when his shirt came off--he figured he'd be plenty warm in a little bit--and busied himself with returning the favor for Jo instead.

[wannabehunter]

Shivering for more than one reason, Jo moved her attentions to Luke's pants, nuzzling his neck.

[tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com]

Luke was going to have to rethink his thoughts on sand: making out on a beach seemed kind of perfect.

He let out a pleased noise and scratched his hands up her back.

[wannabehunter]

Jo hissed happily, arching her back as she scooted into his lap.

[tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com]

Luke smiled as he gazed up at her. "My beautiful Jo."

[wannabehunter]

Shh, Jo wasn't blushing. At all. Really.

[tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com]

He reached up to cup her cheek in his hand, still smiling. "You're blushing."

[wannabehunter]

"Am not," Jo mumbled, kissing his hand. "And you're pretty easy on the eyes yourself."

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Now it was Luke's turn to blush. "If you say so," he mumbled, tracing his free hand up her front.

[wannabehunter]

"I do," Jo murmured, pressing against his hand.

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Luke pinched down just a little, then shifted to replace his hand with his mouth.

[wannabehunter]

Jo groaned, scratching her nails across his scalp.

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Luke made a pleased noise low in his throat and bit down just a little sharply.

[wannabehunter]

Gasping, Jo squirmed in his lap.

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"Evil Jo," Luke gasped in return, bucking his hips up against her.

[wannabehunter]

"Not evil," Jo murmured, shifting more.

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"A good kind of evil," Luke babbled.

[wannabehunter]

Jo nipped his lower lip. "You think so?"

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"Definitely," Luke gasped, running his nails along her back.

[wannabehunter]

"Good," Jo replied, pressing down against him.

[tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com]

"Very, very good," Luke babbled, "in an evil sort of way."

The blood wasn't exactly rushing to his upstairs brain, no.

[wannabehunter]

"Evil would be getting off your lap," Jo pointed out, kissing along his neck.

[tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com]

He held on to her waist. "That's a very good point," he said, fumbling with the buttons on her pants.

[wannabehunter]

Jo figured that best way to help him would be to wriggle some more.