"Well, they have a foxtrot competition everyday, since you and Stella seemed to be real into it, we should enter it, who knows, maybe we'll win something." she blurted out quickly, hoping he would accept.
Flack laughed a bit before he grinned. "Sounds like fun, actually, but don't be too hopeful," he said. "Haven't been graded before, really.." Flack soon rolled onto his back, stretching again before he sat up, his short, dark hair sticking out in all different directions.
"That's alright, I dance well enough for the two of us." she said. She laughed at Flack's hair. "Except if I had to grade your hair from 1 to 10, it'd get a -3." she told him as she helped him with his hair.
Flack ended up grinning. "Think of it this way, at least I don't have an untamable cow lick," he commented, reaching over to the bedside dresser and opening the top drawer, grabbing a comb.
Jess nodded. "That would be pretty bad." she told him as she went into her bag and got her own brush and put her long brown hair into a ponytail of curls. Her hair was naturally curly, but no one would have ever known, she always straightened it.
"Curly.. Cute," Flack commented, getting up from the bed and straightening out his pants before fishing around in the bed sheets for his earlier discarded shirt. "Jeez, when you took my shirt off, I didn't expect I'd actually lose it," he joked, shaking out the sheets and quilt.
Jess smiled at him. "Sorry." she told him with a smile, and then pushed him back down on the bed, not caring if he found his shirt or not. "You're just so damn irresistable." she told him as she hovered over top of him again.
Flack looked up to her, his arms spread out to his sides, smirking. "At this rate though, we won't get anything done.." he replied, reaching up and pulling her down for a deep, hard kiss.
Jess was about to say something when she was pulled down for a kiss. She couldn't help but moan into his mouth a bit as she kissed him. "You don't seem to be complaining." she said as she pulled away breifly
Flack bent one knee so his foot was resting on the bed but his thigh was against hers. He couldn't help but let out a low moan when she pushed him back down and felt her lips on his skin again. "You know how agonizing this is..?" he asked quietly.
"Take a guess," Flack said, his breath hitching a bit when he felt her hands playing with his pants. He gently pulled her down again for a deep kiss once more.
Jess undid his belt, and slid it off. She then brought her hands back up and put them lightly on his shoulders. She deepened the kiss, and then after a while, brought her hands back down to his pants.