After a week of you healing you decided to give Scott a chance. In your head it seemed like a dead end but a girl can dream right?
Scott was good in combat- and that's about it. He's smart with machines and nothing else. He has a hard time understanding how the particles of the universe work- understanding the atomic level of the universe helps to understand the mechanics of the suit.
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"Scott just listen to me. There is a time when you are wearing the suit and you may have to go sub-atomic. That means you will become so small that you lose your concept of space and time. You lose the ability to think straight and you forget about everything important to you. In simpler terms- you continue to age in this state of confusion until one day you cease to exist and die." You said looking into Scott's eyes.
"So going sub-atomic is bad."
"For the most part yes. I've only done it once and barely survived." You said standing up from the table you were sitting at. "Get up Scott- we've got work to do." You said pulling of your shirt. Scott had gotten used to you training him in a sports bra- but that didn't stop him from staring. "See something you like?" You asked and smirked. Scott reddened and looked away. You wrapped your hands and stepped in the rink.
"Are you ready for this?" Scott asked.
"You know it." You replied. Scott stepped in the rink- shirtless and gorgeous- not that you would tell him that. He put up a god fight but not good enough. You continued to fight- your bodies hot and sweaty. Scott landed a blow to you stomach and you doubled over slightly.
"Oh poor baby- did I hit to hard?" Scott asked mocking. You replied with a punch to his face causing him to stumble backwards. You stepped out of the rink- finished with training for the day.
"Can you aim for something other than my face? I like my face? I'd like to keep it this way." Scott said regaining his sense of direction.
"I didn't want to hit the family jewels." You said with a smile.
"That would be great." Scott said stepping out of the rink. He came behind you and you could feel his breath in your neck. Boldly Scott wrapped an arm around your waist, whispering in your ear. "If you damage my jewels how can I please you?" He asked slyly. You reddened at the thought of making love to Scott- which really wouldn't be all that bad.
"Scott..." You said as a warning. You didn't want to do anything rash.
"Shh. Open yourself up a little bit, let me in." He said softly. He was getting to you and he knew it. He turned you around and cupped your face. Without another thought he kissed you- softly at first but became more urgent as it progressed. Unable to resist you wrapped your legs around his waist holding onto his neck. His lips traveled down to you neck and you sighed.
"Scott...please. I- I can't think like this." You said.
"You don't need to think Quinn. Just kiss me." Scott said softly. You hesitated- this wasn't right. You shook your head.
"I-I can't Scott- your my partner, not my boyfriend." You said looking him in the eyes. You could see the pain of your rejection on his face but he left you without another word.
