More Than Friends

[Jaquelyn Frazier]

"You don't get it," Jackie said, shaking her head. "Just that fact that you have these extremely crazy ideas is exciting. Besides," she added, "You always make sure I'm safe... even if I push the limits... so we should try out all of your ideas. And I'm glad you do these things with me. I won't let you go splat."

Her hand found his, and she chuckled. "But I can't promise that bones won't be broken."

[Dean Fisher]

He laughed and shook his head. "Ok, ok," Dean said. "I suppose you should be lucky that I made sure that I studied a few spells for that kind of thing." He gave her a playful wink. "If I think of something else crazy, I might let you know about it."

Dean squeezed her hand gently. "And if you have any crazy ideas, it will be nice to know what you are dragging me into before you actually drag me into it." He smiled.

[Jaquelyn Frazier]

"Spells for broken bones or spells for going splat?" She asked, half joking, half sincere.

"I'm going to make it my goal, Dean, to drag all of your crazy ideas out of you. Weve been doing mine for almost six years now... I think it's your turn to catch up some. Even out the score. Besides, you wouldn't want a girl to outdo you, would you?"

[Dean Fisher]

"Well, if that girl is you, I don't mind you outdoing me," Dean said with a playful tone and wiggling his eyebrows. He started to laugh. "But I'll try to catch up. I just have to think about crazy stuff really, or sometimes it'll just come to me. Random thoughts just flow in and out of my mind all day. Just like," He got quite for a moment, but then grinned mischievously, "this one." Dean moved quickly and started to tickle her again.

[Jaquelyn Frazier]

Jackie saw it coming and tried jumping away from him, but as always, he was stronger and quicker.

"I swear I'll stop-"

Whatever she would have stopped was lost in her throat, buried under laughter, and she could only try and fight him now as she reached for that spot on his hip.

[Dean Fisher]

Dean continued to smile as he tickled Jackie. When her hand came in contact with the ticklish spot on his hip, he gave a squeak like sound. "Don't you even think about," he said laughing. Of course, it was fair that she was trying to tickle him too. However, Dean couldn't move his hands from her because if he did she would get away from his tickling, but if he didn't move his hands she would tickle him continuously.

Her tickling him started to make his eyes water because he couldn't breath from laughter. Dean let up tickling her so that he could attempt to grab her hands.

[Jaquelyn Frazier]

Part of her wanted to keep tickling him so that she could get the upper hand for once, but she knew he would be merciless with her if she did, and she was laughing so hard now that her hands simply left his hips and she turned away from him trying to pull out of his grasp.

She managed, and was on her feet when she turned back to him. Sticking out her tongue, she grabbed the bags of chocolate, and then she ran.

[Dean Fisher]

Jackie had managed to get away from him, and Dean hurried up to his feet. She had a decent headstart. Of course, catching up to her wasn't going to be a hard thing to do. After all, to his one step, she took two or three. A playful smile was on his face and he ran after her, laughing.

"That wasn't fair," he said eying her and starting to catch up.

[Jaquelyn Frazier]

She may have had short legs, but she was fast, so it took Dean a couple of minutes to catch up to her.

"It was perfectly fair," she told him. "And I always wanted a guy who would chase me," she added with a smile. She dipped her hand into the bag and pulled out a piece o chocolate, holding it out to him. "Your reward."

[Dean Fisher]

Dean laughed and raised an eyebrow at his reward. He shook his head. "No, no. That's not my reward. My reward is this." Without warning, he took a step towards her and picked her up, putting her over his shoulder with ease. "See, now this is fair, and a wonderful reward, don't you think?"

He put her down on the couch were he could pin her down and make sure she didn't move. "Now, what to do? What to do?"

[Jaquelyn Frazier]

Jackie looked up at him and bit her lip, but she didn't fight him pinning her down.

"You know the second you let go to tickle me, I am going to fight back," she warned him, raising her eyebrows and trying to ignore that stupid warm feeling that kept creeping into her stomach.

[Dean Fisher]

"Who ever said I was going to tickle you," Dean asked with a playful tone and an eyebrow raised. "I think someone is just jumping to conclusions." His hands were big enough to hold both of Jackie's. As he put both of her hands in one of his hands, he tapped her gently on the nose before winking and then put both of her hands back in his to make sure that he held her down good.

"Give me just a minute to think of something."

[Jaquelyn Frazier]

Jackie was thankful that he didn't know what conclusions were actualy jumping to her mind. She didn't even know why they were there, unbidden, and she so badly wanted to give him ideas of things he could do to her... but in a weird way, that thought alone scared her.

She exaggerated a sigh instead. "Oh, all right. Just, whenever you make up your mind, you let me know."

[Dean Fisher]

A mischievous look came across Dean's face and he had a sudden burst of courage. He hadn't thought about this before. "I think that a little teasing is in order. Would you think so Ms. Frazier?" Dean wasn't quite sure what had came over him, but he leaned down while he still had Jackie's arms still pinned and kissed her cheek. He moved closer to her mouth, but didn't touch her lips.

Dean pulled back and looked down at her with his grin.

[Jaquelyn Frazier]

Jackie swore she felt her stomach jump, and she didn't know how much she was going to like this game. She was very used to being in control, or at least making the decisions, and it felt weird to have Dean kiss her and not be able to kiss him back.

When he pulled back and looked at her with that grin of his, she looked back at him, unsure of herself. She wasn't displeased, she was just... unsure. It wasn't even anything past innocent between them, she just didn't know how to handle the trust she had in him.

[Dean Fisher]

Dean's grin slowly faded as he looked down at Jackie. She had an unsure look on her face, and he became a little worried at what she could be unsure of. He wasn't going to make her do anything she didn't want to do.

Still holding her hands he spoke. "Did I do anything wrong?"

[Jaquelyn Frazier]

There was only a moment more of that look from her, and the silence to match, before she nodded slowly.

"Yes... you did," She told him, trying to break out of her trance or her thoughts or whatever she was stuck in. "You stopped kissing me."

[Dean Fisher]

For a moment, Dean thought that he had done something completely and utterly wrong. He wasn't sure if he had accidently crossed the line some how or another and he didn't know it.

At her moment, Dean chuckled. "I think we can fix that," he said lightly. He leaned down again and kissed her cheek again, leaving a trail of kisses to her neck. Dean planted a few gentle kisses there before working his way back up to the corner of her mouth. He wasn't rough with his lips touching her skin, he was gentle and soft.

[Jaquelyn Frazier]

Jackie smiled, closing her eyes as she felt his lips on her skin again, and she moved in little ways to give him all the access he wanted to her cheeks and her neck.

She was quiet, letting herself enjoy the feel and the smell of him.

Finally, she let out a sigh. "I want to kiss you back now," she whispered, opening her eyes to meet his.

[Dean Fisher]

He had continued to kiss her on her cheeks and jaw line gently, not touching her lips. Of course, Dean was enjoying it but whenever Jackie spoke, another mischevious grin spread across his face.

"Oh, but that defeats the purpose of being teased," he said teasingly. Dean didn't go to her lips just yet. That was going to wait a few more moments.

He went back to her jaw line, kissing it ever so softly. When he finally thought that she had had enough, he tilted his head upward a little bit and pressed his lips against hers.