6280/Dream A Little Dream Of Me

Dream A Little Dream Of Me
Date of Scene:	25 January 2019
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Quicksilver, Zatanna Zatara

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Quicksilver has posed:
Burritos were had! Laughs were given and kisses were exchanged as the date between Pietro and Zatanna seemed to take turn after turn for the better! It was strange...how different they were, yet how perfect they seemed to fit together, but it seems Zatanna was serious about the knitting, as was Pietro...so imagine the speedster's surprise when Zatanna brings him to her home!

"...woah, you own a mansion?! How many rooms does this place even have?" He might have to spend the night!

His hand in hers, Pietro looks at Zatanna. "So...where's our materials?"

Zatanna Zatara has posed:
This seemed to be an all day thing, and Zatanna didn't mind one bit. Once she got over the dizziness of speeding from Gotham to New York, burritos were eaten which were nearly the size of her arm! It was fun. They've gotten to know the gist of each other, the surface things. And now it was time for Shadowcrest.

Which was a teleport directly into the house to avoid the 'alarms'.

Yes. The mansion was vast, vast enough and dangerous enough that she seems a little too preoccupied to answer.

"Um.. give me a brief moment.." Yes, it was all mental playwork, all just to walk to the boudior and to have everything magically arranged for them to hang.

Quicksilver has posed:
Pietro smiles gently to Zatanna, squeezing her hand. The day was almost magically fun. They even pulled a Lady and the Tramp with one of the burritos and they failed miserably! It was just a wonderful time to be together, to be certain.

But he was certainly shocked to be teleported! It was a strange feeling, one that he neither liked nor hated. It just was.

"Of course." Meanwhile, as Zatanna prepared everything in advance, he took advantage of her focus to check her out.

God Damn.

But Pietro would see if he could tease her a bit, leaning forward to press his lips to the corner of her lips. "I've had an amazing time today." he tells her, as if he was attempting to boost confidence if there was any doubt.

Zatanna Zatara has posed:
There wasn't any doubt, the kiss, the brief one was accepted and yearned for for more, but she didn't press. Not now. It took her a moment to respond, a smile finally appearing upon her face as she drags him from the stand-still out into the boudoir, where the room itself opens up to nothing but activity.

Books were flying off the small shelf, candles were lit, nevermind that there was a bed, for it was filled with knitting needles and yarn of all sorts.

"Okay!" She exclaims, letting go of his hand! "So this was the best I could do at such a short notice but, don't mind the mess!" She rushes to her bed, which was bounced on, even with shoes. It was clear that she was excited.

Quicksilver has posed:
Pietro laughs, smiling at Zatanna. There would certainly be more to be pursued. But for now, that will do. Though as Pietro is dragged into what looks to be Zatanna's personal residence/bedroom, and Zatanna jumps on her bed, bouncing off, in an instant, Pietro was right beside her on the bed, his arm laid across her stomach and his lips giving her a much deeper kiss if she allowed, but it would be teasing, perhaps promises of later events as it was lengthy, but not too lengthy.

"Let's try knitting scarves." he smiles, unless she pulled him back. "Okay...it should be stated I have no idea what I'm doing ahead of time so....YouTube tutorials?"

Zatanna Zatara has posed:
All she did was blink, and within that instant he was gone. She gasped, up until she felt herself upon the bed, laden with kisses that were accepted with a wrap and a pull tight against her body. She felt like a school girl again, happier times borne happier modes, even as he moves away, she keeps him.

He was hers! Maybe.. they didn't get that far yet.

"Well, maybe? I've seen it before on tv but.. really. Do you -want- to knit a scarf right now?" Not that she was being suggestive, but.. she was having fun right where she was now.

Quicksilver has posed:
Ohhh myyy!

Pietro kept the magic-woman in his arms, and he smiles wide at her, feeling like he was completely trapped in her embrace, but it was willing. His hands explore gently, but her question right then and there pretty much decided how they were gonna spend this part of the night.

"I got better things to do."

He smiles to Zatanna, giving her another big kiss.

The following program is rated 'THIS IS PRIVATE'.

Zatanna Zatara has posed:
Zatanna's feet were already kicking at the bottom of the bed, using her legs and shoes to knock the needles and yarn aside, her fingers clutching hard against his shirt with a tug with the intent to pull him further into the kiss.

This wasn't what she had in mind, she honestly just wanted to talk, but she wasn't going to say no, not right now! His kisses were magical.

She does have to come up for air though, giving him a light shove as she sits partly upright,

"Ok ok! Wait.." She states, placing her hand upon his chest. A lot of contact is good. Its reassuring. Almost like she needed to make sure that he was still there.

"I.. reallly didn't intend for this?" She gestures. "But.. I like where this is going. Obviously. And.. I really just want to know more about you. You're from.." God, she can't remember! "That place. And.. I'm from.." And.. she can't remember! "..you know.. Stuff and things!"

Quicksilver has posed:
Pietro was not coming up for air anytime soon. His lips were fixated on Zatanna's and his shirt was tugged down to the magician to pull him deeper.

His tongue sought out hers to increase the passion, but eventually, they break apart.

She forgot where she was from? Damn, HE forgot where he was from. "Then we will talk, yes?" His hands teasing the hem of her shirt and might even just try and take it off.

"Where are you from, Zatanna? I am from Romania." his lips and teeth kiss and nibble along her neck.