Room 330, Thursday Evening

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It had been... well, definitely some kind of week. The very distracted sort of week, in fact, where Evan had alternated between trying to study and trying to work off some of that excess energy that he had all pent up since Monday. He'd even called in on what would have been his first day of work, explaining to his new boss that there was no way he was going to be able to do his job in the middle of all of this pollen.

Calling in pollenated was completely legitimate around here, right?

This evening, he was smack-dab in the middle of 'working it off' mode. His books were all piled up on the other side of the room and he'd cleared a space in the middle of the floor, where he was doing push-ups. Lots and lots and lots of push-ups. Kinda pasty shirtless push-ups. Because, really, what else was there for it?

He was desperately hoping this whole thing would wear off before the visitors could begin arriving to the island tomorrow.

[OOC: Expecting one, but open if anyone wants to visit Evan beforehand.]

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"Sometimes," Evan murmured, "I find it impossible to stop thinking about it."

So, yes.

"There are mornings I wake up, and I'm actually disappointed to find out that I was only dreaming."

[3girls-1core.livejournal.com]

"But we agreed that we were not ready for all of that?" It probably would have been better if Sholeh had sounded more certain of that, but right now, she was having a hard time remembering why they'd agreed to that. "No matter how enticing the thought might be."

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"We agreed," Evan echoed a little grudgingly. "Especially not on weeks like this one, probably. A lot of what seems like a good idea right now..."

He needed to kiss her again. Just a brief kiss. Please hold, Sholeh.

"... I mean, I want to know it was us and not the island, when we make that decision."

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"Does this now feel like you?" Sholeh asked, eyes wide and dark. "I mean, I'm a lot bolder than I would be, but it's not like I haven't thought about doing this before."

Only a brief kiss? Silly Evan. Let Sholeh show you how it was done.

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Oh. Oh, that's how kissing was done. It was good to have Sholeh here to show him, otherwise Evan might be a lost cause... Right? Maybe?

"This?" Was he a little short of breath? Yes. Yes, breathing was a little difficult... "Kissing, this?"

Or some other this? Did she just think about kissing? Was there a line in the sand before kissing turned into something else?

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[That's supposed to be not not now, above!]

"Kissing, that," Sholeh admitted shyly. "Maybe..." Her eyes lowered and her hair fell forward, hints louder than words that perhaps there was 'some other this' thoughts as well.

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Really, it was difficult not to think 'some other this' thoughts at the moment. The whole week had been full of them.

"Honestly?" Evan smiled and kissed her forehead. It was there. He could reach. And he hoped it would even get her to look back up again. "The kissing feels a lot like me. Just... me dialed all the way up to ten or something. And... well..."

Yes, that other this was absolutely on his mind.

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"Is that ten really so bad?" Sholeh asked. Her eyes had come up again, but had gotten no further than Evan's lips. Her kisses had left them a little puffier than normal and they looked dark and inviting. "I think I could get to like ten."

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"Ten is actually really pleasant," Evan admitted, leaning his face down a little, so that his mouth was just a breath away from hers. "So far, I'm enjoying ten, too."

It involved closeness. Evan could get behind that. More than just hand-holding, even!

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Sholeh traced a finger down Evan's bare chest, following the length of his sternum. "If this is ten, what's eleven, I wonder?"

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"I'm pretty sure eleven is where people start using baseball analogies," Evan noted, shivering a little as his hands drifted back down to rest on her hips. "At least... I think that's how it works..."

Of course, thinking at all was pretty difficult, with her finger against his bare skin like that.

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"...Baseball analogies?"

Way to get her head out of the game, Evan? Now look, she was pushing herself away a little in confusion.

"Doesn't that involve gloves and running and bats and things?"

She had only the vaguest ideas of what baseball was and only that because Evan liked playing catch.

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"Oh... no... I mean, first base means kissing... We're on first base. And..." He bit his lip. "Second base... we were heading toward. With our hands."

He'd read all of this in a book somewhere. Otherwise he would have been just as clueless as Sholeh on the matter.

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"Our hands...where?" she asked. His hands had been on her hips, earlier. Hers were on his chest, though now more for support than anything else.

Though, she didn't think she'd object if he decided to show her, either.

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"Our hands... Um..." Evan bit his lip, ducked his head a little, and smiled faintly, almost shyly. "If I were to put my hands on you where yours are on me, right now..."

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"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh." The dawning of understanding. "Even though I still have a lot of layers on?"

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Evan gave a little nod.

"I think so," he replied. "I mean, I'm not exactly a professional or anything, but it probably still feels good, even through clothing. Right?"

By 'not exactly a professional,' of course he meant 'you would have to search a while to find a more virginal boy on the island than me.'

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"I don't know," Sholeh said, her eyes very dark. "I've never tried. But I know how nice it feels under my hands to touch nothing but skin..."

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"And I know it feels really, really good, having your hands on my chest like that," Evan murmured.

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"I'm glad," she replied, settling back down onto him, her hands returning to skimming up his chest. "I like making you feel good."

Was dropping a line of kisses along his collarbone too forward? Sholeh shyly decided to try it anyway.

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Forward was apparently the most awesome thing ever. How had Evan gone so long without knowing? He closed his eyes and gasped a little, leaning his head back to better accommodate the kissing she was doing. The last time he'd been kissed like that was twenty years from now, a few months ago.

... Fandom.

"You... you're really good at it, too," he murmured.

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She laughed a little in her throat as her exploring thumb swiped over the prodding pale nub that Evan's nipple. Her thumb circled it gently, feeling it stiffen further still, before her hand continued its path down his abdomen, moving back up only once it had skated across the line of his hip.

"Still think I should practice, though..."

[genesishero]

"Y-yeah?" She was doing things to Evan with her mouth and her hand that were making his head spin and his mouth go dry. He licked his lips, and then cracked a bit of a smile, his own hands tracing over her back and her hips, yearning against her through the fabric of her dress. "I could probably use some of that myself..."

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Her fingers lingered for a moment at the waistband of his shorts. A heartbeat, two, three...waiting almost as if they had a mind of their own to decide the trajectory they would follow...

"Practice how?" Sholeh asked, her leg twining around his as her hand slowly began the ascent back up towards his chest, feather-light touches over his stomach and ribs.

Hmmm. She'd run out of collarbone to kiss. Where to next?

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"Practice like... Like how you're doing that with your hands," Evan murmured. "It feels really nice, by the way..."

Yeah, if she were to sit up and look, move a little more closely against him, or if her hand had headed the other way, there wouldn't have been any question about that fact.