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Post by jensen on Jul 13, 2011 0:41:59 GMT -6
Jensen was actually the second person in line by the time he’d arrived. There was not much time for thinking! But he did however get some thinking in… because he did have to wait at least fifteen minutes for the guy in front of him to get his hair cut. Jensen sat down in the chair after speaking to the lady, who seemed very nice and a little too excited to be working at a hair salon. But whatever floated her boat, he thought. When one of the girls came forward and asked who was next, Jensen was surprised by how short of a time it had been since he’d sat down but had immediately gotten up and told the girl he just wanted a trim. She of course had to go on and say that he should have come to her sooner, because his hair was too long for his face shape! Jensen forced out a light sigh, and slightly rolled his eyes and then muttered a quiet “yeh, I suppose.” It really bothered him that people were bothered by his hair. It was his hair, and if he hadn’t wanted to get it cut, he shouldn’t have had to. So why was he? Well… Lenna had asked.
And who was Jensen to just let whatever Lenna wanted slide? Slide in a way of… actually letting her get what she wanted? Jensen was usually pretty good about letting his girlfriends get what they wanted, but Lenna wasn’t a girlfriend! Well, he didn’t think she was. Normally when two people were just starting out in some sort of a relationship, it was called “seeing one another.” And that was what Jensen thought the two of them were doing. Which… was better than just flirting in the doctor’s office, to be honest. But then again… when he got back to her home, was he going to be as willing as before? Probably not! First of all, she’d gotten off and made him go get a haircut. What was up with that?! And that was basically all that had happened. And it definitely was enough to make him not want anything anymore.
To be honest, when the girl was finished, Jensen was not impressed. OF course, he looked… like his avatar now… which was a lot shorter than it had been! Jensen didn’t like the feeling of not having hair hanging on his forehead. His forehead made him self-conscious, which was part of the reason that he kept his hair long. That and he was just too lazy to get it cut. But what was done was done, and he tossed some money towards the girl and even gave her a tip. Jensen sighed. And now it was time to go back to Lenna’s. Or had he decided to ditch? Well, he wanted to ditch. He felt like an imbecile for not getting his haircut and then feeling all upset because she didn’t want to do anything with him because his hair was too long. Jensen sighed again, and with a pop he found himself back in Lenna’s living room. ”Len? I’m back.” [/size] |
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Post by lena on Jul 13, 2011 0:52:09 GMT -6
”Len? I’m back.”
When Jensen arrived, Lenna didn't hear a thing. She was just getting out of the shower, ringing out her hair before tying it up in a towel and squeezing the towel around her hair to pat it dry. After a short moment, she dried herself and rid herself of towel on her head, brushing out her hair. Her stomach grumbled lightly. She hadn't eaten all of her lunch and Lenna hardly snacked at work. Maybe it would be a good idea to get a snack before Jensen came back. After all, her increased heart rate around him would burn calories and make her even more hungry, wouldn't it? Lenna thought so.
So, with a towel wrapped around her natural state, she promptly exited her bedroom. It took a moment for her to process Jensen standing right there. She had walked down the hall and into the living room/kitchen area before she processed it. And then she froze, eyes wide and hands clutched on the top of her towel. Lenna just stared at him, this man who was seeing her in a towel -- very close to naked. But, what was the big deal? Lenna had planned for him to see her naked, had she not? But...that was planned with the lights off and in bed..under covers and in the heat of the moment. And now......AH!
"You're back," she said, her voice barely a whisper. |
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Post by jensen on Jul 13, 2011 19:51:20 GMT -6
This time Jensen actually got a good look around the room before sitting down. In fact, he didn’t sit down at all. He just stood, and looked around. The kitchen was pretty much in the living room, and he still could not wrap his head around that… normally they had a bar area with stools that were sort of in the living room? Or was that just his place? Either way, it didn’t matter. It was Lenna’s place, and he had to admit even though it was incredibly immaculate and he did not want to touch anything for fear of dirtying it up, it was still rather… cute. Cute in a… small space, decorated way. Jensen let out a light sigh as he waited, his back to the hallway that Lenna was coming from.
When Jensen heard the footsteps, he turned to ask Lenna what she thought about his new haircut. Unfortunately, when he opened his mouth to speak, instead of words coming out, his jaw just dropped a little. And once he realized what he was doing he quickly closed his mouth and just blinked. Lenna was standing there, of course, but she was… next to naked, standing wrapped in a towel. Jensen shoved his bottom lip into his mouth, unsure of what his next actions should be… ”You’re back.” [/color] Jensen just nodded. Well, that would explain why she hadn’t answered back when he’d told her he’d arrived… ”And yeh’re… yeh’re…” Jensen almost said naked. Almost. ”Beautiful.”[/blockquote][/size] |
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Post by lena on Jul 13, 2011 21:49:27 GMT -6
”And yeh’re… yeh’re…"
I'm naked, I'm naked, I'm naked naked naked!, she screamed in her head. Lenna wasn't naked. She was in a towel. But, being in a towel in front of Jensen felt like being naked. She was...so...exposed! It wasn't that long of a towel either. It was short, but not so short, dropping somewhere between her high and mid thigh. Lenna was afraid to move, clutching her towel in front of her as if it would fall right down if she didn't. And he had gaped at her. GAPED. All he had been doing was standing there with his brand new handsome haircut and now she was in front of him in a towel. What if he thought she was coming onto him?!
"Beautiful.”
Now, Lenna was the one who was gaping. Her heart fluttered despite her anxiety. She was standing in front of him, damp haired and lacking makeup and he thought she was beautiful? In a towel? Jensen looked utterly transfixed and he had called her beautiful? Lenna closed her mouth and gulped, blinking twice.
"Th-thank you," she stuttered, her German accent thick and making her even more self conscious. "Your...um..hair looks....much..better yeah," she managed, pathetically as her cheeks still flamed away. |
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Post by jensen on Jul 13, 2011 22:00:26 GMT -6
Jensen wasn’t looking at Lenna being in a towel as a… an excuse for something to happen. He also wasn’t looking at it as Lenna trying to come onto him. However, the towel was quite short and Jensen’s eyes trailed down her shape to where the towel ended… just about between her upper thigh and her mid-thigh. Yes, quite high. Blinking once and realizing he probably shouldn’t be looking at her legs… ehem… Jensen ran a hand quickly through his now not-there hair and sighed, shoving his hand into his pocket and glancing at her face. Her cheeks were positively red! Jensen felt terrible!
”Th-thank you. Your…um..hair looks…much..better yeah.” [/color] Jensen ran a hand through his non-existent hair and smiled slightly, making a conscious effort to keep his eyes on her face and not let them trail… elsewhere. ”The um, girl sai’ wha’ you sai’, abou’ it bein’ so long…” well, not exactly that. ”Do yeh… do yeh wan’ me to turn around? I can do tha’. I shoul’ have announced myself… or knocked…” It was Jensen’s turn to feel embarrassed and he could feel the color rising to his cheeks now. His eyes lowered to her legs a moment more and then he quickly flicked them back up to her face. She was most definitely one of the most beautiful women he’d ever seen…[/blockquote][/size] |
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Post by lena on Jul 13, 2011 22:10:27 GMT -6
”The um, girl sai’ wha’ you sai’, abou’ it bein’ so long…”
Lenna's eyebrows raised. The girl had told him in broken sentences that his hair was too long and it would get in the way of sex? She doubted that. She just thought he meant that the hairdresser also believed that Jensen was overdue for a haircut. "S-see..t-told you," she stuttered, a nervous laugh creeping up at the end. One hand still clutched on her towel, the right hand, Lenna's left fluttered up her mouth to stifle the laugh. Her fingers stayed pressed there gently. She swore she could feel the heat from her cheeks radiating.
”Do yeh… do yeh wan’ me to turn around? I can do tha’. I shoul’ have announced myself… or knocked…”
Lenna didn't miss how his eyes wandered to her legs as they had before. Yes, she was quite exposed, not that Lenna had much to feel self conscious about. She was a healthy woman, normal looking with general curves. She wasn't too thin or super fit, but she didn't qualify as overweight either. Len was just a natural woman through and through. "N-no...it's m-my fault. I...just needed a cold shower a-and didn't think about you coming back during it. N-no w-worries." Lenna hadn't stuttered this much in her life. Her left hand had fallen back down to clutch her towel. "B-but...I mean...you've...already seen s-so what's the p-point in turning a...around?"
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Post by jensen on Jul 13, 2011 22:19:03 GMT -6
”S-see..t-told you.” Jensen just shook his head slightly. No, she didn’t. If Jensen were feeling a bit more playful at that very moment he probably would have playfully shoved her and then stuck his tongue out. Because he could be a bit immature when he wanted to be… which had its pros and cons. But now he wasn’t feeling immature at all. He was… he didn’t want Lenna to think he was some pervert or something because he was looking at her while she stood there… almost naked. In a towel. A short towel. Jensen’s eyes wandered again… and then quickly flicked up. He was getting to be pro at that… but wished that he’d stop! But he couldn’t help how beautiful she looked… nice legs, healthy curves… no make-up plastered over her face. Yes, she was… naturally that gorgeous. Jensen gulped.
”N-no…it’s m-my fault. I…just needed a cold shower a-and didn’t think about you coming back during it. N-no w-worries. B-but…I mean…you’ve…already seen s-so what’s the p-point in turning a…around?” [/color] Jensen couldn’t help but chuckle just a little bit at her words. ”Well, I mean… the’ I couldn’ watch…” Yes, he just admitted he’d probably watch her walk back to her room. Jensen sighed, and wanted to face palm. That was an absolute fact. ”I suppose there is no poin’…” Jensen looked down at the floor to avoid eye contact a moment. ”I shoul’ probably jus’ go…” yes. To avoid the awkwardness. She’d seen his bum, and he’d seen her in a towel. And they weren’t even dating yet.[/blockquote][/size] |
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Post by lena on Jul 13, 2011 22:28:29 GMT -6
”Well, I mean… the’ I couldn’ watch…”
Her eyes widened after a moment, discerning what Jensen had meant. He wanted to watch her. He wanted to look at her a savor her in a fashion that most men wouldn't dare. Well, maybe they would date as Lenna was quite mild mannered, but no man had gotten to see Lenna in a towel besides Paul. But, she always knew when Paul was around. There was never a surprise. And Paul, despite him being an *ss, had been her boyfriend at the time. Jensen was undefined and now he had seen her in a towel. Though, he hadn't seen any of her private areas naked, whereas she had seen his. Although, Lenna's mind wasn't wrapped around that or if this situation was fair at the moment.
”I suppose there is no poin’…” Jensen looked down at the floor to avoid eye contact a moment. ”I shoul’ probably jus’ go…”
"N-no!" she said, quickly, taking a step forward and then freezing as the large step brought her within a foot of Jensen. Her cheeks were still on fire as she looked at him. "I-I mean th-that would b-be silly...Arghhh," she said, annoying with her stuttering. She sighed, quickly. "I...the haircut...so we could spend time together..." she managed without stuttering, left hand awkwardly un-clutching her towel. She ruffled the top of his hair, distracting on how she had taken another half step closer to him, eyes focused just upon the top of his head.
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Post by jensen on Jul 13, 2011 22:44:00 GMT -6
Yes, Jensen should probably have left just then. Because he’d seen a woman in a towel, a very beautiful woman at that… and she was… in a towel… Jensen sighed. It was awkward because they weren’t dating and surely she didn’t want him to see her in a towel… but then again, weren’t they going to… but then again, that would be in the dark. In the dark! Not in broad daylight. Did Jensen want to leave? Of course not. Who would in a situation like this? Not many people. But Jensen was a people pleaser and he wanted what Lenna wanted. And if she wanted him to leave, by golly he would most definitely leave.
”N-no!” [/color] Jensen raised his gaze from the floor to her face, to find her within a foot from him. Jensen gulped in a breath of air quickly. ”I-I mean th-that would b-be silly…Arghhh. I…the haircut…so we could spend time together…”[/color] Yes, of course that had been the plan, but then Emmett walked in and she had jumped up and he fell down and his ankle. OH! His ankle! See? It wasn’t hurt. He’d forgotten all about it! ”Yes, bu’, I’ve gotten my hair cut, an’…” Yes it was this point that Jensen noticed what she was doing. And how close she was to him. Lenna was ruffling his hair and was in hugging distance of him. Oh, how Jensen wanted to hug her! And kiss her, too… as he’d glanced down at her lips a moment… surely this wasn’t the time for kissing, was it? Hardly! Well, too bad. Because Jensen couldn’t resist. She was there. In a towel. Jensen wasn’t that type of guy! But it was only going to be one kiss! Jensen took his hand that had found its way into his pocket and made its way up to her jawline, which it traced, and he tipped her chin up. Jensen leaned down towards Lenna...[/blockquote][/size] |
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Post by lena on Jul 13, 2011 22:54:19 GMT -6
”Yes, bu’, I’ve gotten my hair cut, an’…”
And he was going to kiss her in a towel. In a towel. He was going to kiss her. That's what he was doing and that's why Lenna froze, her hand on top of his head as his finger traced her jaw to her chin. She gulped as her chin was tipped up towards him so that he could kiss her. Kiss her. In. A. Towel. It was a repetitive point, but one that could not seem to be forgotten at this point and time.
Her heart raced, her cheeks burning, her stomach in tying itself into knots. And as he leaned down towards her, she unfroze, taking another step towards him as her hand, which had been atop his head, ended up near to his face. Quickly, she was the one to end the distance between each of their lip. Her other hand was awkwardly between them, still clutching her towel as Lenna pressed up on her toes slightly as she kissed him. Of course, her balance was slightly off and she took an involuntary baby step towards him, her right hand and arm brushing against his chest. |
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Post by jensen on Jul 13, 2011 23:01:46 GMT -6
Yes, he was going to kiss her! That much was obvious. But she was so d@mn adorable and Jensen couldn’t resist. And she wasn’t in a towel. But like we’ve already discussed, Jensen was not that type of guy. Not at all. But he felt that there was something there… something… reasoning behind why he wanted this, her, so badly. Jensen bit his lip lightly before Lenna ended the longing for the kiss, and pressed her lips to his own. Her hand that was once on top of his head was now resting on his face, and Jensen took that moment to move his other hand, the one not under her chin, to her waist… remembering that, OH! She was still in a towel. But that didn’t matter at this moment.
It was slightly awkward with her hand between them. But Jensen wasn’t going to ask her to move it, because then what would happen? Of course, her towel would fall. And that was not what they were going for here, was it? Of course not. Lenna’s balance must have been off… as his eyebrow raised when she took a step towards him. Her arm brushed against his chest, and the hand that was beneath her chin moved quickly to her back, as if he were trying to catch her, as he didn’t know what was going on... [/size] |
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Post by lena on Jul 13, 2011 23:11:10 GMT -6
His lips still felt amazing against her own, maybe even better. Better? Yes, well what they were doing was very risque and somehow Lenna felt a thrill in kissing him at this point. Yes, it was like she was a teenager disobeying some rules, not that she ever did so when she was a teenager. And she most definitely did not look like a young girl. Lenna was a woman and one that paid her own rent. There was nobody to tell her no, though she imagined Emmett would not be happy at the thought of Lenna using their couch to try and jump Jensen. No, he would not be pleased at all. But, Lenna wasn't really considering this right now.
Now she was just in a towel and Jensen's one hand was on her waist. The towel rubbed against her skin and Lenna felt absolutely breathless. She sighed out of her nose, before taking a deep breath in, all the while kissing him. Kissing him until she half stepped forward. And then, in an instant, his hand was on her back but she didn't need to be caught. And that's when her hand moved away from her towel. At the exact point when Jensen's hand landed on her back. So, Lenna ended up pressed to Jensen...but NOT naked. No, the timing of everything insured that her towel just caught between them as her right hand rested on his left shoulder. She had an urge to squeal being this close to a man in this manner. Close! And Jensen was...fit, she could tell. Lenna felt blissful, but utterly and completely scandalous.
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Post by jensen on Jul 17, 2011 23:03:00 GMT -6
Jensen could be quite a caretaker at times. Such as how he thought putting a hand on Lenna would cause her not to fall. Of course, she wasn’t going to fall. And even if she were, he more than likely would have done more than place a gentle hand on her back. He would have actually caught her. But that wasn’t on his mind now. What was on his mind now was the fact that Lenna’s hand was no longer between the two of them, and she was now pressed tight against him, nothing holidng onto the towel… the only thing that was covering her. Almost as if she were going to drop it! But if Jensen knew Lenna at all, he knew that wasn’t the case. She wouldn’t let that happen. At least not before the two of them were dating!
But either way, they were kissing. Her hand was on her shoulder. The towel between them was being held up by their chests… and his hand was on her back. Jensen felt his thumb move up and then back down, wondering if she’d be able to feel it through her towel. He looked at her, pulling away for a split second so he could look at her, a soft smile on his lips. ”Uh oh,” he said quietly, his smile turning into a cocky little smirk. [/size] |
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Post by lena on Jul 17, 2011 23:29:35 GMT -6
The towel she had on was plush, Lenna particular about her linens and towels and such. And yet, she was highly sensitive at this moment. She was in little clothing, not that a towel counted as clothing in the first place, and with a man. Pressed against a man! Lenna had never felt her heart beat so fast in her entire life. So, with her senses heightened, she felt his thumb vaguely move he back in a fashion that didn't make her regret their proximity and the position she had gone and put herself in. Yes, she was in fact the aggressor in the situation. Go figure.
”Uh oh.”
Jensen's smirk made her absolutely weak in the knees, literally so. It took concentration for her not to swoon in his arms. That wouldn't have been good for the towel situation. Or, it would have been good depending one one's perspective. She blushed, biting the inside of her lip as she smiled sheepishly at him, not making one move to escape his arms.
"That smirk is an uh oh. Keep doing that a-and I'm liable to let this towel slip..and then you'll have to c-catch it and then even if you catch it, you'll probably have t-touched me in some way which would be just as awkward as the towel falling. Though, it shouldn't be a-awkward because I want to get n-naked with you anyhow..a-a-a-and-" she struggled for me words, though she really shouldn't have said so many in the first place. |
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Post by jensen on Jul 17, 2011 23:44:50 GMT -6
Jensen felt rather… well… rather… it was an exiting moment. Well, just because of course he wasn’t one of the types of men that spent a lot of time doing scandalous things with various women. First of all, what constituted scandalous? Second of all… Lenna wasn’t of the “various” variety. Not at all. She was special. She was beautiful, smart, had a very adorable accent, and she was… she just made him feel better. Like he was actually worth something. And he didn’t know why he was suddenly feeling this way, because… well… they weren’t even dating… and… well… she was just his healer for goodness sake! But… he felt like she was different, the moment he met her. He just didn’t realize how… until now. It was a realization moment, that’s what it was.
”That smirk is an uh oh. Keep doing that a-and I’m liable to let this towel slip..and then you’ll have to c-catch it and then even if you catch it, you’ll probably have t-touched me in some way which would be just as awkward as the towel falling. Though, it wouldn’t be a-awkward because I want to get n-naked with you anyhow..a-a-a-and-“ [/color] Jensen just looked at her, continuing to smirk. Of course, as soon as she was finished with her rambling and her cute little stutterings, he leaned back down towards her, of course, it wasn’t very far, but he leaned down towards her and planted his lips on hers again. He didn’t have to say anything to let her know that he agreed with what she wanted… of course, this was rather scandalous of him and his cheeks were growing a light shade of pink.[/blockquote][/size] |
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Post by lena on Jul 18, 2011 0:00:40 GMT -6
But Lenna didn't have to think of anything more to say. Good thing, because that smirk was making her inept at speaking and only causing her ranting to spur out of control. His lips touched hers and Lenna...wanted Jensen to be her boyfriend. Huh? Yeah, that's what she thought in that moment. She had never gone out on a date with him, but she knew him well enough that she thought a date was not necessary.
And now she was doing this with him, which she had never done with any man...well, it hadn't felt this way with any man. And the one man she had had relations with had been her boyfriend, though he was probably only her boyfriend because he had known that was the only way to have relationships with her. Though, Paul wasn't really on her mind at this moment.
No, Lenna mind was wrapped around the sensation on her lips and drifting off towards finding a socially non-awkward way to continue with their early evening together. Lenna knew she wanted Jensen to be her boyfriend and she knew she wanted to sleep with him. She just wasn't sure about how to...to go about the order of it. What if she slept with him? Would that mean she couldn't ask him to be her boyfriend because that had put them in some kind of friends with benefits zone? Well, would she have to ask him to be her boyfriend? Would he want a relationship with her? Her mother always said don't give away the milk for free or something like that. And Lenna was about to give the milk away for free!
She was inclined, aware of the material that was in between them. Lenna didn't want it to be there anymore, but she was mortified. The lights were on. They were standing up. There was the walk back to her room. Oh...and they weren't dating. What was he thinking? What should she do? What was appropriate. And with all the frustration from the questions building in her mind, she abruptly pulled her lips away from him, not able to process the feeling of his lips against hers in addition to her thoughts. Lenna couldn't multitask it. So, without thinking, she pulled away. But it wasn't just her lips that pulled away. It was a frustrated reaction, both hands ending up on his shoulders so that her whole body pulled away. Maybe only an inch but...enough....
For the towel to....DROP.
And instead of covering her body, Lenna had a delayed reaction. The first words out of her mouth were"F*ck me," and not in that way. Then, so surprised at her own words, she covered her mouth instead of her body. And...she was frozen, both hands over her mouth, towel gone, and staring wide eyed at Jensen. |
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Post by jensen on Jul 18, 2011 0:14:27 GMT -6
Jensen wondered what this was considered. What were they doing? Why were they doing it? Would they ever be able to date after this? Did Jensen want to date her? Did she want to date him? Were they compatible? Why was it so hard to just walk away? Why did he want to be there? So many questions. Some with answers that were at the tip of his tongue, and others were unexplainable. So he just kissed her, his mind reeling and turning… and he furrowed his brow when Lenna pulled away from him, just barely. Her hands made their way to his shoulders and by that… she had to move away so they weren’t touching anymore… and therefore… her towel had gone M.I.A. On the floor. Not covering her. ON THE FLOOR.
Jensen’s eyes grew wide as he just looked at her face, into her eyes. He didn’t dare look down! No way no how! Jensen shoved his bottom lip between his teeth and bit down, unable to move or say or do anything. ”F*ck me.” [/color] Jensen knew that she didn’t mean it that way. It couldn’t be that way. It was an accident, and when she’d pulled away from him she looked rather frustrated. So maybe he was doing something wrong? And she pulled away to tell him what he was doing wrong? And she forgot that she wasn’t holding onto the towel? Yeah, that was probably it. Jensen moved his hand away from her back where it originally was and shoved it into his pocket. Oh, and he may have glanced down a little, cheeks aflame and eyes wide.[/blockquote][/size] |
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Post by lena on Jul 18, 2011 0:35:08 GMT -6
He looked at her. Lenna knew it. Not blatantly so but she had felt his eyes there. Jensen had seen her naked! She had seen his butt but he had seen he naked! Well, he hadn't seen her butt, which was precisely why she was not bending over to grab the towel, as then he was liable to see her butt. And she wasn't squatting, because...that just seemed wrong for some reason. And she just wanted to stand up straight because even though she was the most exposed, it was the least awkward position and he wouldn't look at her while she was below him. Because that was just...wrong. You know with her at one level and naked and him at another and clothed. She was naked. Lenna was naked.
Her hands stayed glued on her mouth as she stood there, close to him and naked, not moving. Her arms were strategically placed so that even though her hands covered her mouth, certain body part were mildly concealed. Mildly being a key word. Lenna's hand would still stay there as she spoke and she had no idea how words came out of her mouth. Surely she hadn't thought of them before she said them. She didn't remember thinking about them, which would sure explain a lot.
"I-I'm s-sorry. I d-din't mean t-to pull away l-like that. I j-just c-couldn't stop thinking and c-concentrate on k-kissing you...b-because I-I.....I w-want...and I-I haven't done this w-with s-someone I-I haven't b-been d-dating. And I-I j-just don't kn-know w-what t-to do....Damn it." Go figure that the only words she could get out were frustrated curses. And she was still naked. Yup. |
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Post by jensen on Jul 18, 2011 0:52:32 GMT -6
Oh Jensen was such a typical guy! What guy wouldn’t take even a slight glance at a woman who was naked in front of you, and had just told you that she wanted to get naked with you. With you! Not… well, if she had a problem or she was nervous around him surely she would have gone to her room and changed into clothes, or she wouldn’t have had such a problem that she had to take a shower… Ugh. Jensen… well… Jensen… this was something. He couldn’t believe that this was happening to him. She was naked. In front of him.
"I-I'm s-sorry. I d-din't mean t-to pull away l-like that. I j-just c-couldn't stop thinking and c-concentrate on k-kissing you...b-because I-I.....I w-want...and I-I haven't done this w-with s-someone I-I haven't b-been d-dating. And I-I j-just don't kn-know w-what t-to do....Damn it." [/color] Jensen just looked at her, his eyes completely focused on her face this time. ”What were you thinking about? That… it was so distracting?” Jensen then realized what she had said, and it was almost as if realization washed over him. He gulped in a mouthful of air and swallowed. ”D-datin’? Woul’ it be easier for you if we were datin;? Because… because…” Oh Jensen, how awkward he could be! ”Because I wouldn’ min’ tha’…” he tacked on quietly, hoping that Lenna wouldn’t take that the wrong way… ”Wha’ I mean’ was, tha’… if it’d ease yeh’re mind… er… I mean’…” Jensen ran his hand through his non-mop hair. ”I’ve wanted to for awhile?”[/blockquote][/size] |
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Post by lena on Jul 18, 2011 1:03:08 GMT -6
”What were you thinking about? That… it was so distracting?”
She hadn't really said. Lenna knew she hadn't said, but she had sort of implied. She knew it didn't count but she didn't want to say it outright. What would he think of it? What would he think of her? He would think she was a prude? Old-fashioned? Too old-fashioned? Why did she care if that was the case? She just had morals and a guy she is sleeping with should have morals too, shouldn't he? Lenna thought so. She went to open her mouth, behind her hands, to speak but stopped.
”D-datin’? Woul’ it be easier for you if we were datin;? Because… because…”
It now seemed to be Jensen's turn to do the rambling. Of course, Lenna would have switched places with him in a heartbeat. He was the one with clothes on. Awkward plus naked was much worse than awkward plus clothes. Hands down.
”Because I wouldn’ min’ tha’…”
Yes, of course she took it the wrong way. Her lips sort of frowned behind her hands and Lenna just wanted to crawl into a hole that was narrow enough that Jensen could not follow.
”Wha’ I mean’ was, tha’… if it’d ease yeh’re mind… er… I mean’…”
He was just like Paul! Going to date her for the sex! Not wanting a relationship but just so he could get in her pants! How silly did she feel?! She had to be ridiculous! Her brow furrowed, cheeks flaming when...
”I’ve wanted to for awhile?”
All thoughts stopped and she replayed the words over in her head. He had wanted to...date her for awhile? "You mean...d-date me?" she said, proud of her only inserting one stutter. Barely waiting for the response, the smallest sheepish smile crept up on her lips before she moved her hands from her mouth, taking a minute step towards him and tilting her chin up to place a polite kiss upon his lips. "S-so what are you waiting for boyfriend?"
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