Room 421, Wednesday Evening

[angelo_wings]

It was strange, not having play rehearsal tonight. It made her feel like it wasn't properly Wednesday at all. She wondered how strange it was going to be, once the play was over and life returned to normal around here.

She also realized she was thinking about the play to not think about the events of the past week, and how crazy those had been. That would change soon enough. No reason to rush it.

She had the room to herself, for now, and had made some hot chocolate. And now, she was just waiting on the boy.

(roomie modded out with permission (thanks!) and just for the Bohemian, please)

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[boho-to-be.livejournal.com]

"I'm starting to get a few ideas," Christian said, pressing his chest into hers. His heart was thudding like mad. "God, I feel like I could ... like I could just breathe you in. You've no idea how much I care for you right now."

[angelo_wings]

She pressed her lips against his cheek, his jaw, working her way back towards his ear.

"You say such amazing things," she sighed. "You make me feel like I'm a princess. Like I'm flying."

[boho-to-be.livejournal.com]

Christian's hand ran up her spine, and his lips curved into a smirk against her skin. "I suppose," he said, "that the girl with wings would know..."

[angelo_wings]

"Some time, I'll take you," she laughed, brushing her lips just under his ear. He had a wonderful neck. She planned on exploring that, next. "You, me, the open sky ..."

[boho-to-be.livejournal.com]

"You could carry me?" Christian asked. almost interested enough to stop nuzzling back.

... almost.

"Sorry, it's just -- I'm taller than you are."

[angelo_wings]

"I know," she said, stopping long enough to giggle against the side of his neck. "You'd wrap your arms around me and hold on, and we'd fly. My wings are strong. I'm not sure how many people I could bring if I tried."

[boho-to-be.livejournal.com]

"I'd rather not see you with so many hanging off of you that you looked like a carnival ride," Christian said. "Just me, though ... I would like that."

He kissed the top of her ear. "Where would we go?"

[angelo_wings]

Excuse her, the ear-kissing was nice. She would need a moment.

"Anywhere," she said. "Just around the school. Not too long. It's cold out. You'd have to keep us warm."

She was sure he'd have ideas, on that.

[boho-to-be.livejournal.com]

"I'd wrap you in my coat as we soared off."

Oh, look, ideas! And more snuggling, and hands moving lightly around to her stomach.

[angelo_wings]

"We could share your coat," she said, leaning up to press her lips over his again. And angling back to see if he maybe wanted to spill onto the bed. Kissing was wonderful sitting up, but even better when you had room to stretch out.

[boho-to-be.livejournal.com]

Some tiny part of Christian was busy being quietly amazed a girl was tugging him backwards on her bed like this. At home it meant you were either engaged, Bohemian, or with a girl who wasn't' very nice. (Or all three.)

He decided, for about the 500th time, that he liked 2020 very much as he pressed his kisses more ardently against her lips, legs stretching to intertwine with hers.

[angelo_wings]

Rinoa would have argued that girls like this were especially nice, even if she wasn't quite Like That herself. It wasn't important. What was important was leaning in to the kiss, pulling him more tightly against her and giving herself over to it. It had been a long week. So much stress, so little sleep, and now? Nothing to worry about. Safe to let go, and let herself drown.

[boho-to-be.livejournal.com]

Oh, girls like her were the nicest of all.

Christian relaxed, trying to vary the kisses -- now harder, now gentler -- as he melted into her. There was nothing else in the world.

[angelo_wings]

There didn't need to be. There were her fingers, curling into the ends of his hair, and his breath, mingling with hers, and her tongue teasing gently against his lower lip. Her leg curled around his and she sighed, happy to drift here as long as they could.