Room 330, Thursday Evening

[genesishero]

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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[3girls-1core.livejournal.com]

"Well, if you think you need to practice," Sholeh whispered, unable to make herself speak any louder. "I am right here, after all."

[genesishero]

"You are," Evan murmured, licking his lips. "And... and if you're okay with me getting some practice too..."

Well... then his hand was going to wander a little. Up. Some. To tentatively cup one breast through her clothing.

Normally he liked her clothing. Today, he was not so much a fan.

[3girls-1core.livejournal.com]

"I--I think I'd had to be very silly not to be okay with that," Sholeh said. "In fact, I--ooooh."

Yeah. That was some first-rate cupping going on there. In fact, if Evan concentrated, he might even be able to feel the press of a nipple through all her layers.

[genesishero]

In some reality, there was a princess who had felt a pea through a hundred mattresses who would have had difficulty feeling something through all of these layers. But Sholeh's reaction to his hand was encouraging, and if he moved the other one to do the same, that could only be better, right?

"I... I don't know, maybe some people are silly," he murmured. "I'm glad you're not."

[3girls-1core.livejournal.com]

Well, we couldn't all be running around topless, Evan. Some of us had to wear shirts. And corsets. And a chemise. And--

Never mind.

"I'm feeling very not silly right now," Sholeh assured him, eyes a little wide. Her hands had paused where they were, all her attention taken up by the placement of his hands on her chest. It was hard for her to feel it as anything other than pressure there, but the knowledge that it was Evan's hands more than made up for it. "Kissy, yes. But not silly."

Very kissy.