Maze
"I was going to take you out for a nice meal and this is what you'd rather do?" Rupert stops in his tracks in front of the sign for the corn maze and glares down at you.
You smile up at him prettily. "Oh come on. We can eat out any day of the year."
"Oh yes, and today is the only day of the year where we can wander around blindly while things jump out at us from the dark and scare us half to death. Am I the only one who remembers that we live on the Hellmouth?"
"No, today is the only day we can do it and not have to worry about anything more than a scare if someone jumps out at us. Come on, I thought you were Mr. Halloween Guy."
He walks up to you, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his forehead against your own as he looks into your eyes. "Well this Mr. Halloween Guy just wanted to sit on a sofa with his Halloween Girl and feed her candy while they watch those painfully low budget horror movies she so adores."
Your lips brush his own. "We can still do that later."
He smiles. "You're an evil evil girl and I will have to punish you severely later."
"Ooh. Are you going to stake me?" Your eyebrows raise as you say it and though you can't tell in the near dark, you think he might even be blushing a little.
With a sigh, he pulls away and takes you by the hand, pulling you toward the entrance. "Do you have your torch?" Rupert asks. You disentangle your hand from his and dig into your jacket pocket. You turn it on and shine it a little ahead of him and then turn it off. "Darling, it doesn't do much good to have it along if it's switched off and in your pocket." He continues to lead the way deeper into the maze.
"Yes, but the point of the maze is to get lost for awhile."
"And apparently to fall down and break your neck on the way?"
"Fine." You click on the flashlight and smile. "Maybe you're right. I'm kind of liking this flashlight thing."
He turns slightly when he realizes that you are not in fact concentrating the light ahead of him on the path but rather obviously illuminating his denim-clad butt. "Hey stop that now. It's distracting."
"I'll say it is. Shake it baby."
He walks a little faster as you continue to make comments and cat calls. Rupert keeps checking back over his shoulder, only to find you with the light still trained on his imminently squeeze-worthy butt. "I'm warning you."
There's no way you're going to deprive yourself of the lovely sight before you. In a few seconds though, the object of your concentration has moved swiftly out of the beam. You look up to see Rupert's rump running away from you at full charge, along with the rest of him.
"Rupert that's not funny!" You pick up speed to keep him within view. It's a struggle, he's quick anyway and has had actual training on how to lose someone in a chase. Soon enough, that's exactly what he's done. Your heart in your throat, you start whipping around corners faster and faster. You keep calling his name but get no answer.
As you find yourself in yet another dead end, the flashlight promptly goes dark. "Well of course!" You open the flashlight and reverse the batteries, turning it on again and still getting nothing. You lightly hit the flashlight against your leg and open it to inspect the batteries again.
Before you get a chance to switch them around, someone comes out of the cornstalks from behind you and lifts you off your feet. You scream and drop the flashlight, struggling with your captor as he pulls you back through the corn. You stop screaming and try to catch your breath when you are set on your feet in a small clearing.
You look up to the person who has abducted you, firmly intending to give Rupert a piece of your mind, only to find that it isn't Rupert at all. Even partially clouded over, the full moon gives just enough illumination to let you know that you are now alone with a vampire. And unless this person knows someone in the movie business in LA, this is the real deal and no oversized Trick or Treater.
"Rupert!" You yell as loud as you can and make a run for the one opening in the corn that qualifies as a full-fledged path. Before you get more than a couple of steps, the vampire has grasped your throat and reeled you up close to its face. You can't scream any more. You're barely getting enough air to breathe. Your hands curl over his in a feeble attempt to keep him from crushing your windpipe completely. You know you wouldn't have the strength to stop him if that was his real goal, but as he angles your neck and bares his fangs, it doesn't take a detective to figure out his game plan.
"Let go of her," you hear Rupert's voice say from behind. The vampire pivots, nearly wrenching your throat in the process.
"Or you'll do what exactly?" The creature strokes your hair.
"Me? Not a blessed thing." Rupert turns his head to look behind him. "Buffy? Buffy through here!"
As close as you are to the vampire, you can hear him gulp. "You brought the Slayer with you?"
Rupert simply smiles. The vampire slips his hand down off your throat and onto your shoulders. He throws you at Rupert as he makes a hasty retreat. Luckily for you, Rupert was expecting this and catches you easily before you can hit the ground.
Soon he has gathered you into his strong arms. His hands are smooth and warm as they caress your face. "Are you all right?"
You nod your head and look into his eyes. "I thought you said that vampires didn't come out on Halloween?"
He smiles. "I thought you said getting lost in a maze would be a lot of fun?"
"It would have been a lot of fun to get lost *together* you butthead! You ran off on me!"
"Well you wouldn't stop with the flashlight and..."
"That's just great Rupert. I can't stand that my girlfriend finds me so sexy that she loves to watch my butt when I walk so I'll just leave her out in a maze in the dark all alone so that she can be sucked dry by a vampire that didn't feel like sitting home watching All in the Family reruns. I can't believe that y..." All further argument is ended by his kiss. At first, you are still steaming, still burning off the excess adrenaline from your encounter with the vampire. Slowly though, as his lips stroke your own, and his gentle hands roam across your body, you cannot help but respond.
Suddenly a bright light hits you both in the face. "Hey, you two are going to have to leave. You're not supposed to be doing that here."
You reluctantly break the kiss and fix the newcomer with a glare that would make most people think twice. "Oh great, it's the Corn Cops." You take Rupert by the hand and start to lead him out. In a few minutes, you've made your way out of the maze and are on your way back to the parking lot.
Rupert's arm is around your waist. He kisses your temple. "Where do you want to go now Love?"
"Home."
He smiles. "You're willing to let me feed you candy?"
You look up at him. "You willing to watch Skinner with me?"
"What if I feed you the candy in the bedroom instead?"
You smirk at him. "Will there be skin involved somewhere?"
Rupert turns you to look into his eyes. "I think that can be arranged." His thumbs trace over your cheeks as his lips meet yours once more.
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