From: formaldehyde	Date: December 13th, 2010 11:45 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Ben/Amber

"Is it that obvious?" Ben sulked, though this was normal and hard to tell. His mood somehow soured more, and he scanned the room for an exit. Was that Mekala talking to that idiot from the Lalaurie team? What?

And then the next thing he knew, Amber was dragging him away from the dance-floor by his trousers. There was that panic again! His shoulders tensed and he instinctively wrapped a hand around her wrist, the other already trying to pry her fingers away from underside of the fabric.

Though the only thing he managed to say in protest was a vaguely panicked "Ah--"

From: princess93	Date: December 14th, 2010 12:00 am (UTC)		(Link)
Ben/Amber

By the time he'd managed to remove her hand from his pants they were back where they had started; by the wall where she had first ambushed him.

"Look at that, color's back in your cheeks already!" Amber grinned. Of course, that was because he was dying of embarrassment and not because he was less uncomfortable.

However, he was safe for the rest of the evening-- she was out to find someone to have fun with and clearly Ben was not going to be that for her. "Have a Merry Christmas, okay? I'll see you after break." She reached up on tiptoes and pressed a big kiss to the side of his mouth before he could escape. "Bye!"