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[foolishwren]

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"Yo, it's Heather. I'm probably asleep or Godzilla ate my 'Gear or something so I can't answer you right now. But feel free to leave a message or something. I'll probably get back to you. ... Probably. Peace out."

BEEEEEEEEEEEEP.
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[exeggutorhead]

[As much as his escalation had been all on impulse, Envy isn't kissing her insistently or even very hard. There's time enough for that later--or even if there isn't, it still isn't for this kiss right now.]

[It hasn't been nearly as long for him as it has been for her, he's at least confident that he knows what to do with his tongue. He lets her poke into his mouth more than he tries to go into hers, all his movements light and exploratory and almost still cautious. He tastes like the chocolate bar he'd had earlier and faintly like toothpaste mint. He wants to know what she tastes like too, wants to know all he can about her before it might be too late.]

[foolishwren]

<sub>[It's the first time she's kissed anybody on the mouth without getting her taste buds assaulted with sour beer and usually a nice dose of halitosis along with that. Party animals don't really care a whole lot about anything but partying and oral hygiene has nothing to do with partying.]

[Chocolate and mint is one hell of an upgrade. With a faint noise of approval, she leans into the kiss harder, her own motions going from tentative to eager.]

[Her own lips aren't quite as sweet-- she'd been eating an orange earlier, and the tartness still lingers. But orange and chocolate aren't a bad combination, either.]</sub>

[exeggutorhead]

[No, it's not a bad combination at all. And the more eager she gets, the more he starts pressing back himself, getting caught up in the moment.]

[This isn't weird at all, the way he'd sort of worried it might be, and more of his hesitation evaporates. What was he so worried about before? This is nice.]

[His arm that had been around her shoulders moves, hand sliding up the back of her neck so that he can bury his fingers in the hair on the back of her head.]

[foolishwren]

<sub>[When his fingers tangle into her hair at the back of her neck, she draws in a soft breath. That touch feels more intimate than the kissing does, for some reason. But it's nice. Nice that such an innocuous bit of physical contact can feel so intensely important.]

[She goes on kissing, moving slowly from one corner of his mouth to the other, and lets her own hands slip down just slightly from where they'd been resting on his back. Even though they're both caught up in the moment, there's still a tentativeness to the motion, and then they finally find a place to rest at his waist, she keeps them just barely there, enough to be felt but not quite to hold.]

[In doing so, she draws back from the kiss just enough to make eye contact.]

[Can I do that?]</sub>

[exeggutorhead]

[He can feel her hands as they travel downwards, feeling incredibly aware of them even as light as the touch is. Everything, from the warmth of the contact to the sound of both of their breathing, seems magnified in the moment.]

[He opens his eyes when she pulls back, and maybe he could have made some sort of sultry face or smirked--with anyone else he probably would have--but instead his eyes are just a little widened, his mouth still parted open. The question she's asking is clear, even without words.]

[And if the little nod he gives her isn't indication enough that her having her hands there is just fine with him, then his own free hand moving down to rest over one of hers and gently press it against his hip ought to be. Now he gives her a little open-mouthed smile, breathing out a half-laugh and letting his eyes drop halfway closed as he leans in to keep kissing her.]

[foolishwren]

_{[His hands say it all for him, and she lets out a quiet, self-conscious laugh of her own as she follows his lead and holds him gently but Correctly (tm) at the hips. Sheepishness aside, she resumes the kiss with a little more confidence than before, eagerly exploring every millimeter of his lips. It is, after all, sort of the first time she has.]}

[exeggutorhead]

[His hand no longer really needed as a guide for hers, he slides it lightly back up her arm to rest at her shoulder again. And in the meantime, he's just as eager in exploring her lips, after all the time spent hesitating over doing anything like this. It's not until he finds himself at the corner of her mouth and the thought hits him that maybe he could keep going down her jaw and to her neck that the nerves over pushing too far rear up again.]

[He doesn't pull back suddenly or anything, but he does pull back, his lip sticking on hers for a moment as he pulls away. The hand in her hair untangles itself to move back down to her other shoulder, and he grins crookedly. His face is a little flushed.]

That was...good.

[Better than nice.]

[foolishwren]

<sub>[When he first pulls back, she's almost disappointed; in that immediate, thoughtless way you get over there not being anything left of a nice dessert once you've finished it. But as she's breathlessly looking back at him and his crooked grin, reality settles back in.]

[It's the middle of the day and Henry's right downstairs.]

[She grins back, just as lopsidedly, and reaches up to rub the back of her neck with a shy laugh in her throat.]</sub>

... Yeah.

_{[Because it was.]}

[exeggutorhead]

[It really was. Envy knows that he wants to do that more often.]

[And oh no he sees that shyness. For someone who's usually as brash as Heather is, it sticks out. And every time she does, he really can't help but feel a little pleased with himself that it's him she's looking like that over.]

[As solemn as they were when it started, he does feel a little better now. Not playful, but better. Enough that after a few moments of not knowing exactly what to say, he nerves up and goes on with:]

You know...we have at least a few days before we start having to be really careful...

[The topic of Lust is still a serious one, so he doesn't sound sneaky or conspiratory when he says it like he might have otherwise, but he's still got that crooked, slightly softer grin. It really would be a shame to waste the time.]

[foolishwren]

<sub>[Shut up she's not blushing YOU'RE blushing]

[She nods. A few days. It's not long, but well. Isn't this relationship all about taking advantage of the time they have?]

[Though still a little shy, her grin quirks up on one side.]</sub>

... We'd better make use of it, huh?

[exeggutorhead]

Mmhm, we really ought to. We're already off to a good start.

[He's half tempted to be like 'let's keep going RIGHT NOW' but no that's probably a bad plan. They still have to be a little careful. So he just affectionately bumps her shoulder with his.]

...hey, but first we should probably go make sure that Henry didn't get smothered. And maybe if Scarlet and Guglhopf eat all the treats, we'll have to send him out to get more.

[foolishwren]

<sub>[Keeping things a secret from Lust will be a whole lot easier if it's also still a secret from everybody else. So no accidentally letting Henry overhear a makeout session.]

[She laughs, some of the tension (as pleasant a tension as it was) breaking at the thought of Henry just. Disappearing underneath that Pikachu.]</sub>

Haha, yeah, we probably should...

_{[A little awkwardly, she slides off the bed and stands up-- but not without letting her hands trail a little bit in the process of letting go. She's not used to holding anybody like that... but the little taste she'd gotten is enough to make her want more.]}