The Spoils of War (Sara)

[Sara Quinn]

"Are you okay?"

She flinched as he shifted under her and startled her, her head turning to face him. She realized at that moment how stupid she must look being scared of the movie. She had probably scared him more then she had actually been. That thought made her smile, a small laugh escaping her as she looked at him.

"Ya... I'm alright, I feel kind of stupid now though.." Her words were slow, and dull in her drunk state. If it hadn't been for this drunk state, she probably never would have done what she did next so freely. Looking at him, being so close to him, had her mind going places it shouldn't. He was attractive. He was holding her. What she did next felt natural. She leaned forward slightly and pressed her lips gently to his. It was only for a brief moment before she pulled away, blushing deeply.

[Nicolas Constantine]

Nick didn't expect it. Yeah, they were close and holding each other and such, but he didn't think she was ready for something like that. Maybe she was a little drunk, but she couldn't be drunk enough to do it without thinking, right? The reason he was the most shocked, though, is he was usually the one to make the first move.

He look back at her after she pulled away. He was blushing slightly and had a bit of a shocked look on his face. But then he smiled.

"Well... what was that for?" he said in a sensually mocking tone.

Nick made the question was a bit rhetorical by then leaning back in and kissing her back. But this wasn't a long peck on the lips; it was a light French kiss.

[Sara Quinn]

"Well... what was that for?"

Sara blushed, dropping her gaze, but she didn't move away. She had surprisingly liked the feeling of his lips, but she didn't know to say to his question. She done it out of impulse. She was attracted to him, but normally she was more shy then that. It had to be the drinking that was making her bold. She opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. But apparently that was ok, because his mouth was suddenly back on hers.

She responded immediately, her tongue meeting his as she shifted on the couch to face him better, maintaining the kiss as she turned her back to the tv, turning her body to face him. Her hand went to the back of his neck, squeezing gently as she deepened the kiss.

Wow. Lonely much Sara? If he didn't want this, he was going to have to break the kiss. She didn't know that she wanted to come to her senses as her hand moved up his neck to run through his hair.

[Nicolas Constantine]

Sara looked as she was going to answer his question before he stopped her by going in for the kiss. She didn't need to say anything because her actions said everything. Sara welcomed the kiss he responded with and went deeper as she held onto him. Chills ran through him as she ran her fingers through his hair.

Nick wouldn't break the kiss but instead wrap his arms around her, holding her tightly in his grasp, slowly lowering her down on the couch. He faced towards the TV and she was faced towards him.

After a while, he broke the kiss and stared deeply into her eyes with his own deep blue pair. He didn't have anything to say, but he said everything with his stare.

[Sara Quinn]

When he broke the kiss she opened her eyes, meeting his gaze, and then blushed, looking away quickly. There was a huge smile on her face, and she couldn't help but laugh softly. He was good. Really good. His stare was so intense, it seemed to say a million things at once. Her shyness kicked in and she buried her face into his neck to hide her blush.

And then she got a small idea. She gently kissed his neck, moving slowly down up his collar bone to his jaw line, her teeth softly biting at his skin. She didn't know what had gotten into her- oh wait... Ya she did... But she didn't mind. This was fine. She liked this. And she hoped he like it to. But the shyness was going to stop her from going any further. She was almost shaking she was so nervous and shy. She would continue to kiss and nip at his neck until he made the next move. She hoped it was a good one to <3

[Nicolas Constantine]

It looked as if Sara finally realized what she had gotten herself into. She blushed and buried her face in his neck, hiding from his hypnotic gaze, but still holding him. He didn't expect her to nibble on his neck where her face was, though. He jumped a little and smiled. It was a strange sensation, but it felt good.

He could feel her becoming a little more nervous as they continued, and he asked her reassuringly.

"Sara... are you alright? I-if you don't want to do this, we can stop..."

He thought that might come off like he wasn't enjoying it.

"Even though I'm really liking it right now..."

[Sara Quinn]

Sara paused for only a moment, burying her face further into his neck. Her face heated even more at his words, but she smiled. Thaot was nice. What he said made her feel better. Not many guys would offer to stop at this point, and she appreciated that.

Taking a deep breath, she pulled away from his neck to look at him. There was something about him... He made her feel better, not as bad for what she had done. He made her feel like she was worth something again, like she was special. She liked that. She needed that.

Sara smiled and leaned in, pressing her lips softly to his for a slow kiss. She held it, her lips curving against his in a small smile. Stopping for only a second, she pulled away just far enough to talk. "I'm ok... I'm really ok." With that said, she kissed him again, rougher then she had been before. Her tongue traced hip lips, begging for entrance into his mouth. There was more to her words then he knew, but she was still shy, not willing to move any further then kissing... for the moment. >3

[Nicolas Constantine]

She left his neck to look at him. Nick stared back with a sense of security, something that said "its alright, I don't mind if its alright with you". The look in her eyes said that she didn't want this to stop even before she said that she didn't.

Her kiss felt loving, wanting, as she pressed her lips to his. Then she went in harder, seeking entrance to his mouth in which he immediately let her. Their tongues danced and Nick was in heaven. This is what he lived for, other than music of course, and he was enjoying himself more than Sara could imagine. But he wouldn't push her limits. Definitely not after what she had told him about herself. She would have to be the one to guide him however she wanted.

He pulled away slowly from the long, passionate kiss. And looked at her in the eyes, waiting for her next move.

[Sara Quinn]

He pulled out of the kiss and she smiled at him. It felt nice... Really nice to have him here. She had felt so alone until tonight. Tonight she felt... loved. For the first time since Travis had left, she felt wanted. And she intended to take all the comfort from him she could get. She needed it. It might be the drink making her bolder, but it was all her needs and wants that she was acting on.

The look he had given her had told her it would be alright. That she would be ok if she did this. He wouldn't reject her. She sat up on the couch and took his hand, pulling him up with her. If he came, she would lead him down the small room to her bedroom, the movie forgotten on the tv.

Out side her door, she would pause, turning to face him. Her hand would go to his neck, pulling him in for another kiss as she turned the handle behind her, and push the door open. Pulling out of the kiss she would step back into the room, waiting for him to follow her in, a small smile on her face.

There was only one concern on her mind. And it was the scar on her chest. Most of the makeup had washed off, and she was worried of what he would think about that. Her hand gently touched the spot on her shirt where the scar would be. If he rejected her over it... Oh god... She didn't know what she would do...

[Nicolas Constantine]

She took his hand and got up, leading him to the bedroom. Oh, he knew where this was going... Nick smiled. They stopped outside her room and she grabbed his neck, pulling him down into a kiss, him in turn embracing her and returning the passion.

Sara pushed open the door to her room and she stepped in, leaving him to follower her in. Of course he complied right away, putting his hand on her chest and pushing her lightly onto the bed. He slowly plopped himself next to her and leaned in to kiss her gently, wrapping his arms around her.

[Sara Quinn]

Sara let him push her down on the bed, meeting his lips as he wrapped his arms around her. It was nice. It felt good to be wanted. She didn't want it to end. But she felt the slight bubble of fear well up inside her at the idea of him rejecting her because of the scar. But then she clued in. The lights were off. Not like he would see it anyways, right?

She pulled away from him, and lifted her shirt over her head. Then, gently pushing him down so that he was laying, she lifted herself over him, straddling him. She leaned down, her hair cascading over her face as she pressed her lips to his again. She planned on holding nothing back.

**Time Skip**

Sara lay cuddled against a pillow, her arms wrapped tightly around it. Her head was starting to hurt. She wasn't going to be able to stay awake much longer. Not when she was feeling this good. She felt so relaxed and at ease. It was nice. Her eyes were closed and she sighed softly. Tomorrow was NOT going to feel good. She wished there was something she could do to make it easier on her.

[Nicolas Constantine]

Nick just lay there naked, looking up at the ceiling. He sighed with fulfillment. Not because he had just slept with the girl, but because he knew she enjoyed herself, and was now laying there beside him.

He rolled over towards her, cuddling up against her bare flesh, and whispered into her ear.

"I don't have to go home if you would rather me stay the night, love. I'd much rather spend time here with you."

He kissed her on the cheek before wrapping his arms around her, resting his head on her shoulder, waiting for a reply.

[Sara Quinn]

Sara felt Nick shift and then the warmth of his skin on hers. She sighed, letting herself relax against him. The whisper in her ear sent shivers down her spine, and she laughed softly. "You can stay... I'll warn you now though... I'm not a morning person..." She didn't bother to point out that she was also going to be experiencing extreme... EXTREME... Withdrawal symptoms and was probably going to be out of her mind... But hell. Why not? She would probably be able to control it... Right?

She rolled over, her arm going around him as she buried her face into his neck, kissing along his collarbone softly, her finger rubbing gently along his back. "I feel good... Tired... I'm really tired Nick..." It was accentuated by the small yawn. She squeezed him gently in a small hug and relaxed. It really felt like it was going to be ok though...

[Nicolas Constantine]

"I don't mind, love."

Sara turned around to face him and she started kissing his neck, her fingers softly brushing up and down his back, sending warm chills up and down his spine.

"I feel good... Tired... I'm really tired Nick..."

She yawned Nick smiled slyly. She squeezed him tightly and he squeezed back, enjoying the warmth they shared, bodies wrapped around each other.

"So no second round?" he said half-jokingly.

Unlike Sara, Nick was still awake, as he had only had one glass of wine and was not nearly as much of a lightweight as his date.

[Sara Quinn]

"So no second round?"

Sara giggled drunkenly. He wanted another round? Oh jeez... He had stamina. She planted another few kisses on his chest, and wrapped her arms around him, pulling him to her.

**Time Skip**

Sara untangled herself from the blankets and stumbled from the bed, pulling on her pajama pants. She was really weak on her legs right now. But she wanted something to drink so badly. In this state, she wasn't really thinking. She flicked on her light to find her shirt. Seeing it on the floor, she picked it up, and turned to Nick.

Pulling the shirt over her head, he would get an amazing view... Of the hand print scar between her breasts. She was completely oblivious to it at this point, and finished pulling the shirt over her head as she spoke to him. "Did you want something to drink?"