Snickers Scenario's

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G: you so owe me
S: for what?
G: i talked to nick for 5 minutes non stop
S: ok i owe you, but right now your slowing me down
G: :(
S: not working
G: fine *hurumph*


sara runs into nick, literally..


N: oww *runs head*
S: sorry :(
N: why were you running? :devil:
S: you know why, now *slaps his files to the ground* move

sara runs off gigglins

N: oh its on
S: want to double the bet? *she stops running and turns around to face nick*
N: to what?
 
(Wow very good. What could doubling the bet be? And it must be PG-13... ok how about:)

S: We go on a date no matter what, and if I win you have to do anything that I want for a whole month.
N: And...? :confused:
S: You have to call me mistress Sara, and tell Ecklie off! :D
N: Alight... But if I win, you have to call me sexy cowboy and wear a few things I have in mind. Along with doing whatever I want.
S: Well, as long as it's not tasteless...
N: Nope! You get no say. If I win you wear whatever I want you to wear! ;)
S: Alright... that's the bet. You're going down Nick!
N: We'll see Sidle. You're gonna look good in boots and a satin... hmmm... you'll look good with just the boots. :devil:
S: :eek: Well ummm... I gotta get to trace, and throttle Hodges. See ya Nick!
*Sara rushes off, stumbling a bit towards trace*
 
*bump* Where's everyone?

N: *cheerily* Guess what, Sidle?
S: You're case came to a dead end? :D
N: Cute. No, just the exact opposite. Just got DNA results from Sanders, and wouldn't you know it, it's the case breaker.
S: *gasp* That Greg! Dammit!
N: I know that knews is already heartbreaking enough, but, um...They guy confessed too!!! *fist pump*
S: Damn. Well, I guess you won...
N: 'I guess you won, who?' *hopeful* :devil:
S: :rolleyes: I guess you won...sexy cowboy. Hey, it's not that bad at all. At least you don't have to restrain yourself
N: I can get used to this...
S: so can I
 
N: So, I was thinking...
S: Oh God...
N: Now, now, it's not that bad. Since we're off off tonight, we're going out. And I get to choose what you'll wear.
S: Oh God...
N: So, I'll come to your house around 7, and I'll pick your wardrobe.
S: How very "Will and Grace" of you.
N: It's interesting that you can make jokes when you don't know what I'll choose for you. Be nice and maybe I'll be nice too.
S: (acts innocent) I'm always nice.
N: (chuckles) Yeah, just not with me.
S: Well, you did win your bet, so I guess I'll see you at 7.
N: (smirks) Yes, you will.
S: Oh God...
 
S: Stop torturing me Nick!
N: Uh...who's Nick? :devil:
S: Stop torturing me *softly* sexy cowboy.
N: I'm sorry, I didn't really catch that. Can you repeat it?
S: Stop torturing me, *quite loud* sexy cowboy.
N: Sorry, you just need to take it up a notch.
S: :rolleyes: Stop torturing me, SEXY COWBOY!!
*people in the hall turn to Sara*
N: Oh, me?
S: *glares at Nick* Just shut your trap, will you?
N: Let me think about that....No. Anyway, why don't you top this Sundae off with a cherry?
S: *confused*
N: Why don't you give sexy cowboy a kiss on the cheek?
S: *slaps Nick in the face*
N: C'mon, Sar! You know you wanna...There's a freshly shaven cheek with your name on it. :devil:
S: Fine. *kisses him on the cheek*
N: Thattagirl. See you at seven?
S: Yes, sexy cowboy. ;)
N: That's what I'm talkin' about!
 
((HAHAHAHAHA))

AT 7 <--- WHOA TIME JUMP!!! :lol: (dont mind me)

DING DONG <--- (i'm alowed, im drunkish)

S: hey nick
N: who?
S: hey sexy cowboy
N: you look, wow
S: well you dont look to bad yourself stokes
N: ...
S: sexy cowboy
N: why thank you, so how about we get this night started?
S: ok, but im only interested in how it will end
N: really?
S: yes, so are we leaving or are we going to stand in my doorway all night?
N: well we could just stay in
S: not a chance, you said we are going out, so we are
N: fine
S: lead the way... *softly* sexy cowboy
N: *this is gonna be a looong night*
S: hopefully
N: what?
S: hopefully this will be a long night
N: how did you do that?
S: read your mind?
N: yeah
S: i can read you like a book nicky
N: nicky?
S: nicky MY sexy cowboy
N: :D
 
S: So...I thought you were gonna pick my wardrobe.
N: Ahh! Yes! I almost forgot. Thanks for reminding me.
S: Damn!
N: Oh, please...You really thought I'd forget?
 
S: well you had
N: thats not the point, so, first we start with lingerie :D
S: *shocked*
N: or you could go without :devil: *waggles eyebrows*
S: lingerie it is
 
S: (looks horrified seeing Nick pick throught her drawer) YOu know, Nick, I'm already dressed and you like this, so how about you pick my wardrode for some other day.
N: You want me to dress you up for work tomorrow?
S: Yes...No...I don't know. This deal is freaking me out.Please, Nick, I know you won the bet fairly, but don't turn me into a slut.
N: (smiles warmly) I won't. Don't worry. But, you're right, you're all dressed up, so I'm just going to lay something out for you for tomorrow.
S: You know what? You do that, and I'll go to the living room. I'm going to have nightmares from this site anyway.
N: Me going through your underwear drawer?
S: Yeah...(leaves)
(after a few minutes Nick comes out with a smile)
S: So, are you done?
N: Actually, no.
S: (notices that he's holding his hands behind his back) What do you have there? Don't tell me you're holding a piee of my lingerie?
N: No.
S: What is it?
N: A picture of me. It was on the bottom.
 
S: oh shit *blushes to the infinity*
N: So?
S: So.. well I've known you for years Nick of course I got a picture of you!
N: That's not the point and you know it.
S: No I don't. *she says stubbornly*
N: It's in your underwear drawer. At the bottom
S: I even forgot that it was there you know.. I thought I lost that pic.
N: Oh yeah?
S: Hmm..no *her voice was barely audible*
N: *grins* If it makes you feel better, I also got a pic of you. Not in my drawer, but at the bedside table.
S: Why? *she almost whispers.*
N: *shrugs.* I like seeing your face before and after I go to sleep. and during...
S: *smiles* You're not just saying that right?
N: It's true.
S: *takes his hand and leads him back to her bedroom.* Pick. I'll wear anything for you.
 
N: You sure about this?
S: God, Nick, you make it sound like I suggested we do the "deed".
N: We might as well be...
S: *smacks him on the chest* Yes, yes, I'm sure.
N: Okay, but first, answer my question. Why do you have a picture of me at the bottom of your underwear drawer?
S: I...
N: Oh, my God! You--You...
S: What?
N: *slowly* Am I your masturbation fantasy?
S: *gasp* Oh my God, Nick, you are so sick! Ugh! I might take the "I'll wear anything for you" deal.
 
N: No, no, no, don't do that! I was kidding.
S: You were not, but I'll let it slide this time. Just...don't mention it again.
N: OK.
S: But...your questions raises another question.
N: What's that?
S: Since you've mentioned that my picture is on your night stand, I want to know if I'm your masturbation fantasy.
N: You are.
S: (shocked)...
N: You wanted the truth,right?
S: (still stares at him)...
N: Right?


*Why do I have a feeling that they won't get out of her house...:D*
 
*hmm they probably won't :lol: *

S: *gets bolder* What kind of fantasies?
N: You want specifics? *gets closer*
S: Uh yeah..
N: Well you can start by wearing this.. *holds up a black slinky lingerie*.. and then we'll go from there.
S: *swallows really hard and grabs the clothing* What have I gotten myself into.. *goes to the bathroom to change.
N: Oh man is this really happening...
S: *goes out*
N: Damn *stands there with his mouth open*
S: *avoids his eyes* What happened to dinner by the way?
 
N: *busy staring*
S: Nick.
N: *fantasies of Sara underneath him*
S: Nick?
N: *mind lost down the gutter*
S: Nick!
N: *almost starts drooling*
S: OKAY, SEXY COWBOY!
N: Huh, what?!
S: Dinner?
N: Ah, yes. You wear that. *grins*
S: I'm not going out of this house wearing only this.
N: Then let's go see what's in your fridge.
S: We're not going out?
N: Nah. I think I wanna stay here. *starts staring again*
S: Order a pizza?
N: Okay, but I'll pay.
S: Oh. What happened to Nick Stokes who preferred to go Dutch?
N: Nothing. I just don't want any other guy near you when you're wearing that. Not even the pizza delivery man.
S: Okay, reaches out to get her robe.
N: *stops her* No... you're gonna wear only that tonight.
S: What? You know how cold that is?
N: Heating system?
S: *grins* You're gonna suffocate in hotness. *turns the heater on a high level*
N: *under his breath* I already knew that. *louder so Sara can hear* I can fix that. *strips down to his boxers*
S: Oh... my... God. *stares* Nice...
 
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