All That Jazz

Author's Note:
This was originally going to be one-shot... But it got too long and I was enjoying writing it too much so I decided to make this a short story instead. =)

WARNING:
May contain sexual implications, curses and all that stuff. Kiddies, I dunno if you should be reading this. Also, this may induce a lot of unresolved sexual tension. Muahaha.

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TEASER/PREVIEW:

     “Are you really going to wear a tie? Aidan, it’s your sister’s wedding. You, in a tie, is simply inappropriate.” She complained and went towards his closet.

     “What do you want me to wear then?” He asked exasperatedly. “I prefer wearing something comfortable.”

     “Yes, well, comfortable isn’t always appropriate for the occasion.” Jasmine replied and took out a set of a black suit and tuxedo from Aidan’s closet. “I remember buying you this last Christmas and I haven’t seen you wear it even once.” And she remembered just how much of a little fortune it cost.

     “I don’t think I’m gonna be comfortable in that.” Aidan protested.

     “Sugar, do you think I look comfortable in what I’m wearing?” Jasmine even raised one eyebrow just to prove a point.

     She was wearing a red strapless mini dress, extending just above her knees. It was too short, the bust was a little loose for her and it kept slipping down her not-so-ample bust, plus her shoes were making her ankles sore like a crazy motherfudger.

     “Now that you mention it, I must say that what you’re wearing is simply gorgeous, Love… There’s just something missing though…” Aidan declared.

     Upon his comment, Jasmine immediately felt self-conscious. “What’s missing?”

     Aidan suddenly pulled Jasmine towards him by her waist, closing the gap between their bodies and ultimately smirking right into her face. He even tightened his hold on her just to make sure that she doesn’t escape his advancement.

     “A hickey…” He whispered; their faces merely inches from each other’s.

To be continued...

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So... How was it? =)