17835/Date Night pt. 2!

Date Night pt. 2!
Date of Scene:	02 May 2024
Location:	W01 - Caitlin's Dorm - Titan's Tower
Synopsis:	Wally walks Caitlin home after their date. They learn brand new things about each other.
Cast of Characters:	Wally West, Caitlin Fairchild

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Wally West has posed:
What a spectacular night.

Caitlin and Wally had - at least in Wally's humble opinion - an incredible date. They ate, they laughed, they poked fun, they connected in more ways than one. Here Wally half-expected to get laughed out of the building or someone to come along and steal Cait away or a world-ending crisis to get their attention and cut their date short. But...none of that happened. It was amazing.

And now? Wally had walked with Cait - not ran - all the way home. Why? Because some things are worth waiting for and some things are worth going through every last second. By the time they reached the Tower, most folks were out on night patrol, sleeping, or so far into their individual routine that the pair are uninterrupted.

"Man, I think I ate enough for three people." Wally had joked with Caitlin, having offered her his dinner jacket at the end of the night in case she was cold - the jacket a slight bit on the XL side specifically so he could offer it to her. Of course, if she didn't want it, she didn't have to have it. "Highlight of the night?" He asks her curiously, looking up slightly at her.

Caitlin Fairchild has posed:
It's nice to have a night that doesn't end in a disaster. Caitlin appreciates it, certainly. She gets back to the Tower, and looks relieved. She didn't worry about the jacket, having declined politely; her nigh-invulnerable nature makes a chilly night no real issue for her.

Despite that, she's running warmer rather than cooler, if only because she's had a blush on most of the night. The /instant/ they're in the Tower, she steps out of those silly heels, and picks them up, back to their normal height difference. "Everything. All of it. It was great." She has a silly little smile on, and she doesn't care. "This was really nice, Wally. Thank you. For all of it."

Wally West has posed:
Jacket politely desclined, Wally didn't seem to mind continuing to wear it! Though he wore it around his waist, keeping a largely informal presence and a relaxed one with Caitlin. His hand had moved to his side, as though to entangle some of her fingers with his own. Caitlin's had a blush most of hte night? One might be hard pressed to distinguished Wally West from a human tomato. When Caitlin takes off her heels, Wally can't help but laugh.

"I get the feeling cinderella didn't like her slippers either." He winks at her in jest, though as they return to their normal height difference, Wally just.../looks/ at her like she's the only woman on the entire planet.

"I feel the exact same way. Tonight was just....*is* just perfect." He gives her a playful little bump with his shoulder. "There's no one else I'd rather do any of this with."

Caitlin Fairchild has posed:
"Well, they aren't terribly comfortable to start with. And really? I don't need ANY help being taller. I probably should have worn ballet flats. But all the websites I looked at said that for a nice date, I should be wearing heels. So..." She shrugs her shoulders.

Of course, Caitlin researched it, and then abided by the research, because it's what Caitlin does. "Asking you in seems silly because we both live here." And honestly, she doesn't do much with her room besides sleep in it.

Wally West has posed:
"Honestly, I like that your tall. It means when I'm near you, I feel a little bit safer. Is that how girls feel around tall guys?" Wally asks Caitlin in that moment, but that she did so much research before their date makes Wally's smile grow softer and a little bit wider for her. "I almost wore shoes with some flats in them, so I'd at least look a little taller for you. But I don't know if there's really heel options for guys..." Wally shrugs in that moment.

Though once they reach her door? Wally gives her hand a pleasant squeeze, if she allows. "And yet?" He gets on his toes a little bit, just so he might be a little closer.

"I'd love to come in."

Caitlin Fairchild has posed:
"I think you look just great in what you're wearing." Caitlin smiles, blushing just a bit and fidgeting. She squeezes his hand when he does the same, but then looks confused. "Sure...but there's not a lot to my room." She presses her thumb to the door opening button, and moves to step inside.

It's Caitlin; the room is pristine, even though she didn't know that she was going to have company. The only exception is the work desk, where she does her tinkering, and even that's in a state of "organized clutter." She'll grab a chair from the second desk, and moves it over so Wally can sit. "I'm sure we could find somewhere in the tower more interesting. My room's boring." Because she thinks that she, herself, is boring.

Wally West has posed:
She tells him he looks great in what he's wearing and Wally can't help but melt a little uner her gaze. "Well, there's only on way to find out." If there's not a lot to her room. Though as they walk in together, Wally follows behind her, delighting in the squeeze she gives to his hand. As he follows her inside, the door closes behind him as he looks around for a moment.

She tries to tell him they could find a place far more interesting to spend their evening, but Wally takes in every single detail. The work desk, the organized clutter, the paperwork, the chair that she brings over to him makes him smile too.

"Nonsense."

Wally says that single word, as though it were definitive as he turns to look at her, moving to sit down after pulling her chair out for her so she might sit with him. "There's nothing more exciting than you."

Caitlin Fairchild has posed:
She sits in the other desk chair, turning it to face him, and crossing those insanely long legs for modesty's sake. "Now THAT is the step too far. I'm not exciting. I'm boring. I'm the one who's busy with work, and studying, and going to college. NONE of that is exciting." Especially not when your teammates are alien princesses or demonic sorceresses or empowered by the gods. Or the titans. Depends on the week.

"...but thank you for saying it anyway. I feel like I've had this dopey smile plastered on my face most of the night." Largely because she has. "I'm already looking forward to doing this again."

Wally West has posed:
Wally is trying /very/ hard no to look at her long legs when they cross one over the other, but for a moment, Wally's eyes do track her legs as she adjusts her seated position. Gulping a little bit in nervousness, Wally turns his attention back to her eyes and...his face softens once more. She declares herself boring and not someone who is exciting to be around. "Improving your life is never boring, Cait." Wally tells her, scooting a little bit closer to her as he meets her eyes.

"and I feel like I've been looking at you like I'm a total dork the entire evening....but that just means I managed to get a second date?" He rests his chin on his palm then.

"Just say when." He nearly whispers. His eyes are looking deeply into her own in that moment. "Because god in heaven, I really don't want this night to end."

Caitlin Fairchild has posed:
"You do, indeed, have a second date." Caitlin says, making it official. "Maybe this upcoming weekend? I mean, weekdays are pretty busy for me with classwork and all, so weekends are usually best. We can try something outside of just eating. What do you like to do? I mean, go out and do?" She clarifies, looking over, and blushing as she catches his gaze again. "There will be more like this one."

Wally West has posed:
Wally smiles big and wide, taking a moment to just go 'yes!' silently to himself in nerd-like fashion. "This weekend? Done." Wally agrees easily. "And I mean, I can always just kidnap you from class for a second, give you a big pep talk, and put you back in class before anybody ever knew you were gone. With maybe a few notes on your text books, but hey, I try not to touch your stuff." He winks at her.

What does he like to do? Wally takes a moment to think, blushing a moment before he speaks. "How about we go dancing? I know a nice joint not too far into the city. Each night's a different them...like line dancing, slow dancing, some swing dancing.." Wally offers to her.

Though catching that blush, Wally smiles at her. "I hope so."

He keeps that look on her for a moment, before he asks in a nervous, soft voice. "May I kiss you?"

Caitlin Fairchild has posed:
Caitlin laughs. "Well, you could, but then I wouldn't know you did it either. I wouldn't be able to perceive you doing it." She's already gone off down the scientific analysis of it, thinking about it. "I mean, in theory, I wouldn't even know you kidnapped me and put me back; it would happen in too short an interval of time. Which is just really cool. I would love to see what it's like to have your speed."

"I've never actually BEEN dancing." She's never actually done a /lot/ of things, thanks to her cloned origins. "But I'm happy to try, you just have to tell me what the theme will be on the night we go so I can figure out how to do it first."

That last gets her to blink. "Of course you can." She smiles, blushing quite a bit in the cheeks. "In fact, I give you blanket permission. You can give me a kiss any time you want to."

Wally West has posed:
God, Wally loves how Caitlin's brain works. He was never known for being a brainiac. A little quick-witted sure, but that's because he perceives things a LOT faster than people. He has to slow himself down to enjoy meaningful conversation. "Exactly. You'd get swept off your feet with a love note for you when I put you back - at least, I'd have to make sure you're in the right classroom, but you get the gist." Wally laughs. "Well...how about one of these days I take you running with me? I can just carry you and you can hold on. Or....even better...I can share some of my speed with you. Get to see what it's like in the shoes of Wally West for a few hours?"

Wally gasps. "You've never been dancing? Oh babe-" The first time he's called her babe. "You're going to love it. It's so much fun. All that matters is you have a great time." Wally smiles at her from ear to ear. "And hey, if I step on your toes, it won't even hurt you." He grins at her.

Then she gives him blanket permission to kiss him whenever he might like. Wordlessly, Wally leans forward, his hands reaching for Caitlin's cheeks. "Likewise, Cait. You never need my permission to touch or kiss me." and right as rain, he leans in to give her a soft, gentle, lasting kiss that might just turn into more than one if she lets him, his heart threatening to race straight out of his chest.

Caitlin Fairchild has posed:
"Carrying me with you would be the same. I'd just...teleport, from my perspective." She blinks. "I hadn't really thought about that." she answers, as Wally offers. "I mean...just for the experience alone, heck yes, as long as it's safe and it runs no risk to you." That's her biggest concern. The scientist in her wants to experience it (and to be honest, so does the girl), but only if it's safe for Wally.

The casual pet name gets her blushing beet red. "Yeah, you're more likely to have to worry about ME stepping on YOUR toes. And at my weight, that might hurt." Even if she's in flats.

When he goes to kiss her, she'll wrap her arms around him, at his lower back, and just lifts him up a bit, so they can kiss on an an even playing field. She'll close her eyes, and returns the kiss, before giving one of her own. Quite possibly more than one. Eventually she blinks, and blushes. "I probably should put you down."

Wally West has posed:
"Yeah, I guess you're right about that. But...if I lend you some speed? You'd 'experience' it." Though when Caitlin asks him if there's any risk to him? Wallys shakes his head. "No risk to me at all. We can even race each other once you get comfortable with it." Wally doesn't know too many people who could keep up with him. It'd be an amazing bonding experience, perhaps. Though when she tells him she'd be more likely to step on his toes? He can't help but laugh.

"No, you're pretty light for me." Wally can heft roughly 800lbs like it was nobody's business. "I promise. You wouldn't hurt me even if you wanted to...and I wouldn't hurt you."

Wally goes for it. He moves to kiss her and he feels her arms wrap around his lower back, pulling him up a little bit. "Oh!" Wally smiles at how close they are, how she presses him tight, and he *kisses* her. His lips gently part in invitation, his eyes closing as one hand curls around her neck and jaw, while the other is fully wrapped around her, his knee on on side of her, keeping her nice and close as a soft sound leave's Wally's lips.

She could make him swoon with barely a look.

He'll kiss her each and every time, though once she suggests to him that she might want to put him down? Wally looks her in the eyes, brushing his finger over her lips ever so gently. "You put me down and I'll mess up all of your lab equipment." He breathes quickly, shallowly, as he leans forward to give her a much deeper...perhaps more seductive kiss.

Caitlin Fairchild has posed:
Caitlin laughs at the "threat". "Well, then I guess I'll just have to keep kissing you a little longer." She's determined after some empirical testing that she likes kissing Wally, and she likes getting some kisses from him. So, she does, indeed, kiss him a few more times.

Finally, she changes the topic, though she's red even as she asks, embarassed to ask. "So...in order so I know how to dress for future dates...what do you like about me physically, best?" That way she can dress to highlight it. "And be honest. And don't just say everything." That would be junk data. And she doesn't trust her barely-existent dating experience to figure it out on her own. So she's treating it scientifically, of course.

Wally West has posed:
"Yes, you absolutely will."

Wally isn't a very demanding person, but he's quite insistent that Caitlin keep kissing him for as long as she would like. Wally happens to adore kissing Caitlin, trying to find new and envigorating ways to do so. She's the first and only girl he's ever kissed...and boy oh boy does he hope that's true for a long, long time. Finally though, she changes the topic.

And Wally pulls away just enough so he can play with her hair with his fingers just a little, if she allows. Though the question she asks him makes him blush bright red. "O-oh.." He gulps for a moment, meeting her eyes. He's about to say "ever-" but she tells him to be honest and not jus say everything.

"I-I mean...I love your eyes...uhm....you're absolutely smoking hot..I don't want you to think I don't like some parts of you." He tells her, trying not to shame her for anything, but she tells him to be honest.

"You know I can't lie to you Cait.."

He sighs. "Your chest is amazing." He nearly facepalms. "and so are your legs. So.....you know...uhm...take that as you will." He's blushing bright, bright red. Is he about to get punched or outright pushed away from her? Probably. But, he sees a way to save himself. "W-what do you like most about me physically? Should I...dress or approach you a certain way that you prefer?"

Caitlin Fairchild has posed:
Caitlin considers. She can use some eye makeup to accentuate her eyes, if she needs to. But then he hits her with what she considers to be the more honest answer. She goes even a deeper shade of red; for Caitlin, this is about as risque as she gets, but she's trying to get her optimal answer. "Chest scores higher than legs? Or vice versa?" Does she emphasize the bottom or the top?

And then he asks her. And God save her, but her mouth moves faster than her brain does, as she says "Your butt is absolutely fantastic." With all that running? How could it NOT be. And it's about that point that her brain catches up with her mouth, and she just makes a slight squeaking sound, unable to put that degree of embarassment into a verbal reply.

Wally West has posed:
"Chest scores higher than legs." Wally confirms with a deep shade of red to his face. "Don't get me wrong....that dress looks like it's wearing you than the other way around and it makes your legs and your butt look fantastic-" Wally is trying to save himself and he realizes he sounds *extremely* pervy. "Ugh, I sound creepy." He laughs. "I pormise I'm not trying to objectify you." He pauses. "...do you like it if I compliment your body?" He wasn't sure, but he's happy to learn!

Though her mouth moves faster than her brain and tells him his ass is fantastic and he can't help but smile at her. "Mmm...then tell you what-" he uses the right she had given him to kiss her once....twice....thrice. "I'll wear something that's tight around the legs." So she can get the best view possible.

"and remember, Cait: Kiss. AND. Touch. Whenever you want." He winks at her.

Caitlin Fairchild has posed:
Caitlin is blushing fiercely. "You're not objectifying me!" She defends him. From him? Yeah. "I'm trying to figure out what I should accentuate with my outfit, I mean...I want to look good for you." And Caitlin has no experience with trying to dress sexy, so this really is her approaching the topic in the most objective way possible. "Umm...I don't know? You haven't yet." Sure, he's complimented HER, and her overall appearance. But nothing that would be body specific. Nothing NEARLY as blatant as her subconscious just went ahead and blerted out like an idiot.

She returns the three kisses, and then she'll put Wally back down. And then he says THAT...and so she lets her hands go from his lower back to just a few inches lower...and there's a bit of a squeeze...and then yep. She's gone back to inventing new shades of red to blush with. She just got handsy with a boy. Well, with her future husband. That has to make it okay, right?!

Wally West has posed:
Wally's eyes widen in surprise when she tells him he's not objectifying her. "You /always/ look good for me. Do you have any idea how much you drive me crazy even when you were pajamas?" Wally's just being honest at this point. "Well...let's change that." He leans in and he turns her head gently so he can whisper it. "You're hypnotizing when you walk. I love staring at you." He leans away then. "How was that?"

Though after drowning in those kisses, Wally is back on his feet and he feels Caitlin's hands travel lower down his body until she squeezes him and Wally smiles a little wider. Back on his feet? Wally's own hands travel down her back as she invents new shades of red and he tries to give her a good squeeze on the ass himself! A flush of red rushes to his cheeks at the mere attempt!

"See? It's okay." He smiles at her, his heart beating fast as just as she was handsy with a boy? he was handsy with a girl!

Caitlin Fairchild has posed:
She was already blushing, so it doesn't deepen any. After all, she's more embarassed by what SHE did than by what HE did. But there's this awkward, goofy smile; he likes her enough to want to do that with her, and to not get mad when she did it." She has no dating experience, but at the moment, she feels like she's doing okay.

Given what he told her a moment ago, she smiles at him and says "That was good. And now that I know what you like, I'll just have to try harder." She leans forward at the waist so they're more or less at eye level, and she takes a deeeeeep breath. Caitlin Fairchild. Breathing in deep. While leaning over. To her credit, the dress maintains structural integrity. But it is definitely a sight.

Wally West has posed:
Honestly? Wally felt /amazing/ after feeling Caitlin. It was like a moment of added intimacy between them. A new breakthrough that lowered so many walls that could have existed between them. She has this goofy smile on her face and man does he love how expressive she is.

But then? She's leaning over, telling him she knows what he likes now, and she breathes in. Wally's eyes trail lower until he's staring right at them.

"Oh..."

He's completely entranced, that dress doing God's work as his hands slowly slide up her sides...his intent? to give her a nice, firm squeeze.

Caitlin Fairchild has posed:
Caitlin feels horribly naughty. But, logic dictates that if they get married in the future they will do this and a whole lot more. So, she reaches out to put get hands over his, and guide them where he was already going; a silent, non-verbal assent and permission for him. It's only fair; she got in the first squeeze.

Besides, doing this non-verbally, she doesn't have to SAY anything. Though, she won't let it go further than that. First date, first base. And only with the "future husband" exemption clause.

Wally West has posed:
Hands are taken...and guided to a far more than pleasant treasure. Wally's hands give her a firm squeeze and his breath is shaken at best. He practically melts for her. Her permission meant everything to him. He squeezes her and delights in the touch, before his eyes lift.

That's his future wife.

There's a moment when Wally is tempted to try for more, but after they have both had their fill of contact? Wally steps close just to kiss her goodnight.

"I'll see you soon." he whispers, releasing her chest and letting his hands squeeze hers once more before he starts to pull away, stumbling like a love sick puppy...but staring at her the entire time as he slowly made his way out after a few more shared 'sweet nothings'.