RE: This Is Where We Both Get Scared.

[EVAN WARNER (HIATUS)]

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[/i] not with the way she was ghosting his lower region, her lips working his neck. All of Xio’s ministrations were driving him crazy, clouding up his mind to the fullest extent.

”Just uh… untie it at the neck.”

“A-At the n-neck. O-okay,” he stammered, trying to fully understand what that meant. Simple sentences were having a hard time making sense to the boy at the moment. Gotta think straight. G-gotta. Think str-straight. Oh shit. He was even stuttering inside his mind. That’s pretty bad. With purposeful movements, Evan reached behind Xio’s neck, carefully untying the knot with his hand not resting on her thigh. He pulled the fabric away from her neck, letting it drape down right above her collar bone. He kissed her, smiling nervously against her lips. “Did I get it right?” he mumbled slowly against her lips, making sure he wouldn’t stutter. Evan took a deep breath, attempting to both keep his speech understandable and his breathing in check.

”Tell me what you want me to do.”

His mind raced and exploded with pillow talk. He quickly pushed those thoughts from his mind before his body could react with a blush. Now was not the time for that. Now was the time to be a gentleman. Well, sort of. What he wanted to feel? He was already feeling it. Love. Passion. Perfection. “I want to feel you. I want you to do what is natural,” he whispered against her cheek. “Th-this is not about me. It’s about you tonight. And I’m gonna make you fe-feel amazing.” For a bit of emphasis, Evan pushed his rather firm crotch against the side of her hip, his lips gently working her neck.

His breath was heavy against her neck as he feverishly kissed her flesh, hands gently tugging the dress down, fingers brushing against her sides. Anticipation was beginning to grow within him, along with fear winding its way through his veins. But if she wasn’t backing out, neither was he. He removed his hand from her thigh, reaching between them to unbutton the top of his pants with some difficulty. It was a start. He tugged the zipper down and attempted in vain to shimmy his way out of the article to no avail. There was no reason trying so hard to remove the piece at the moment because within the next few minutes, they’d be coming off anyways.



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[XIO BECKETT]

Her hands shook. A lot. In fact, they shook so much it was a good thing she had told him to untie her dress because she wouldn’t have made any progress. The way they were shaking, they probably would have made a dent on the ritcher scale. Oh, wait, it wasn’t just her hands. It was her entire being. Call her stupid but she was genuinely scared of what was about to happen despite all the things they had ever done. This was so much great then all of those moments combined. This was it. This was them going all the way and excuse her innocence (or what was left) but she terrified. That didn’t mean she thought it was a bad thing. Nor did that mean that she wasn’t ready or didn’t want to, because she did, oh god, she really did but this was something that she had always thought she’d never get to do. Through the darkness she could see his faint smile. The tiny bit of light that came through the blinds in his room worked wonders on his eyes; they sparkled and it eased the awkwardness of not knowing what to do. Whatever happened, at least they were both in the same boat.

She fought the urge to giggle. Regardless to the anxiety of the situation, the fact that Evan (nor her) could get her dress off just yet was kind of funny. Evan was smooth, funny, charming in his own unique way. Girls fell over him all the time and he was one of those guys that just looked like he knew what he was doing. Like he knew just what to do with a girl; how to make her heart melt. How to make her smile. And he also looked like he had experience which is why this was funny. The release of her dress against her skin sent chills down her spine and she sat up enough to meet his kiss halfway. As long as the dress was off, he‘d definitely got it right. “Mhmm,” she nodded and kept her face close to his, pecking his lips softly.

“Its not,” Xio smiled in the darkness. Evan was perfectly outlined to her, even in shadow and for once in her lifetime being able to see in the dark came in use. Even now, when his face betrayed his confidence, he looked beautiful. Absolutely adorable. “Its about us,” she corrected him gently and nuzzled her cheek against his. “Relax.” Ha. Relax. She was telling him to relax and here she was the one who was running in circles in mind, feeling lost. “You don’t have to rush,” she whispered. Its already amazing. Its always amazing. You are amazing.” Her heartbeat picked up with the pressure of his crotch against her hips. Then it skipped a few times as cool air met her neck with every kiss.

Xio sat up on her elbows and tugged on the dress with fervor, doing what she could to get it off. She really didn’t want to stand up and take it off, but it look like she was going to have to. “Here,” she mumbled as he sat back to remove his own pants. She stood and instantly the dress was loose on her. She let it fall to the floor timidly and stepped out it; the glow of the light from the window lighting her up, exposing her to him. She bit the inside of her lip and shuffled her feet nervously. All she could do was stare at the boy in front of her. “Hey.” she said stupidly and smiled shyly.

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Much easier said than done, really. He couldn't help the perpetual feeling of nervousness as butterflies swarmed inside his stomach. Evan took a deep breath, nodded, and smiled at her as she reassured him that he didn't have to hurry. However, he would beg to differ. He couldn't wait any longer. For many reasons, actually. One of which was that his hormones were going to kill him if he took any long. The second being - "Well, if I took my time," he said to her, laughing slightly, easing his nervousness just a bit, "We'd be here all night. And I don't think you want that." He smiled and pecked her lips lightly.

He watched her get up off the bed, letting her dress fall off of her. Evan couldn't help smiling to himself. With the light falling through the window, it made everything seem so much better. It made her appear even more beautiful, if that were even possible. Just the sight of her illuminated by the pale light made his heart beat skip a few times. Evan worked on getting his pants off once again, finally shedding the article so all he had left was his boxers, discarding the piece blindly in the room somewhere. He gingerly stood up and walked over to her, his fingers intertwining with hers, his thumbs grazing over her knuckles gently. Evan smiled at her, kissing her cheek. "Hey," he mumbled against her skin in reply. "You look so beautiful," he told her honestly, his words slow and calm, despite the fact he didn't feel that way. He was just so sick of stuttering like he used to.

"Come here," he muttered softly, bringing her close to him. Evan kissed her, gently at first, before parting and swooping in again to press his lips against hers a little more. He allowed himself to walk backwards a little bit more until his knees hit the back of his bed. He maneuvered himself so that when he fell back, they were still connected at the lips when they landed, him on top of her. For some reason, he loved to see her on top of him. Not for the sheer fact that it was her over powering him, but because he believed that's where she belonged: above him.

Suddenly, another pang of worry hit his gut. He pulled himself away from her for a moment, his eyes searching her face for any sign of doubt. Even though he couldn't see very well in the dark (or that well at all, really), he looked for anything in her face or movements that might betray her confidence. "Are - Are you completely sure about this?" he whispered, looking into her eyes again. Well, as best as he could in the miniscule light.


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[XIO BECKETT]

“I don’t think it’d be too bad,” she teased. There was no rush. If they ended up just laying here all night and talking, she’d be okay with that because this wasn’t about sex. I mean, it was about sex, but overall, it wasn’t. Just this particular moment, heh. And at this particular moment Xio didn’t know what to do. She wasn’t even sure why she was telling him to relax, she was the who needed to. Evan had seen her naked before but somehow it just wasn’t the same. The situation was completely different. She felt more vulnerable this time. Like he may see all the way into her soul and a part of her was afraid he might do so and not like what he saw. What if he regretted this? What if they had sex and everything changed? What if she wasn’t good enough? She didn’t believe that Evan was that way, but fate was known to be extremely cruel.

Xio took a timid step forward before freezing in her spot. Sure she’d seen him in boxers before. As if she could forget the sight--and let me tell you it was fucking hot sight, but this…now…she was caught breathless. Her eyes traced his entire shape from top to bottom and met his eyes with a sly sort of smile. The kind that let him know just how sexy he looked and just how much she was having to hold herself back. With each step closer he got to her, chills traveled up her spine. This was really happening. He grabbed her hands and she cursed herself. Damnit, why did her hands have to be cold right now?

"You look so beautiful.” The words made Xio blush. No matter how many times he said that to her, she was going to have a hard time believing it. She was just too used to believing otherwise. She couldn’t even argue with him. She could only chuckle and nuzzled her face against his throat. The boy was crazy. Absolutely crazy but wonderful. “If I’m beautiful, you’re perfection, Evan.” She kissed his neck. “You really are.”

His kiss was intoxicating; like an illegal drug coursing through her veins that made her shake with desire. She parted her lips and kissed him back, her lips soft against hers like velvet. A small sound escaped her throat as if to let him know this was amazing. Incredibly amazing. Without parting their kiss, Xio followed his forward and this time, they were switched as his knees hit the bed and he fell back. He pulled her with him and she distinctly pressed herself against him with each kiss. Being on top of him was both thrilling and frightening. She cautiously crawled up to straddle him, afraid she might crush him and kissed the spot just below his lips in a teasing manner. “Someone’s a little excited,“ she breathed into his ear with a giggle. Her hands trailed over his chest before disappearing behind her to undo the clasp on her bra.

“I’m sure,” she replied slowly, cautiously. She had thought this through more than once. She figured he could see that without having to read her mind. What he having second thoughts? She fought the urge to frown and forced herself to look up at him. “Evan….if you--” God, she hoped he wasn’t starting to regret this before it even happened. “We don’t have to do this if y-you don’t want to.”

[EVAN WARNER (HIATUS)]

[/i] be that bad. He wanted this so badly – so badly that it hurt. To be with Xio in a way no one else had. He wanted to prove his love. Not with objects or words – but with action. He wanted to fight off his biggest fear with his greatest love. The way it should. But he wouldn’t tell her that. He didn’t want to make it seem like it was all about the sex. Because it only was to a certain extent.

“Someone’s a little excited.“

He felt himself blush, laughing lightly under his breath. Evan simply just nodded, smiling, his voice out of order for the moment being. He inhaled deeply, savoring the feel of her over him. Why couldn’t they just stay like this? Because he knew something better would happen. That’s why. He placed his hands on Xio's hips, thumbs grazing her skin in a caring way before dipping into the elastic band of her underwear, gently tugging it off of her hip a little way.

Faintly, he could hear her doubts ringing through her head, reverberating into his own. It’s just for that reason that he asked her if she really wanted this.

“No, no,” he quickly reassured her, a frown crossing his lips in concern. “I want this,” he said, almost desperately, his voice trembling slightly with both nerves and desire. “I want this more than anything.” He gently ran his hands over her sides, his eyes boring into hers as best as he could in the dark. What mattered was that he knew she could see him. “I’m just a little afraid,” he muttered, his voice sinking into a whisper. “I d-don’t want to… er… hurt you.” He blushed slightly; however, he had no idea why. Maybe that was just his innocence (surprisingly enough, he did still have some within him; he’s only fifteen for shit’s sake) kicking in. “In any way.”

He sat up, she still on his lap, so he could see with her eye-to-eye, again, as best as he could in the dark. He kissed her once. Twice. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he gently rubbed the small of her back. “I want you more than anything,” he muttered softly against her lips, hoping to restore some sort of reassure in her that it isn’t he that he feared would back out.



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[XIO BECKETT]

She leaned forward and pressed her lips against Evan’s cheek, her lips still in a smile. “You’re so freakin cute when you blush.” He really was. It was just so different from his natural state of being. He wasn’t the type of guy to blush easily that when he did it made her want to grin and say ‘awwwww’ She breathed in his smell happily. How did he always smell so good? She was going to start following him and see what he sprayed on in the mornings. His hands made their way past the hem on her underwear and her body tensed up so she had to stifle a laugh. “Holyshit, that tickles!” God Xio, way to ruin the mood! “Sorry.” she cleared her throat with a tiny smile. “Continue.”

There were so many thought in her head to ignore. Of all the powers Evan had, why did he have to be Telepathic? It was times like this when she wished he couldn’t hear what she was thinking. A very small, miniscule part of her had second thoughts. Not because she didn’t want to or because she was afraid (though she was.) But because well, he was fifteen. This wasn’t considered bad was it? Just because her friends didn’t care didn’t make it okay. She desperately pushed the thoughts away. She wanted to, that was all that mattered. Since when did the rest of the world give a fuck what she did anyway. She was going to do whatever made her happy with whoever made her happy. And Evan Warner made her very very happy.

But did he want this?

She didn’t have to be Telepathic to know that answer. He didn’t even have to say it. But he did and it made it that much better Had this been one sided. That would have been awful and embarrassing.

“I want it too,” she whispered to him and ran her hands along his hair. “And if you’re worried about being scared….well…I’m fucking terrified.” Ha. Those words didn’t even begin to describe how afraid she was. Apart from the fact she physically didn’t know what to do, she didn’t know what to say. But then again, she never knew what to say. That was okay though, she trusted him enough to do things without having things planned out. And he trusted him not to hurt her. And if for some crazy reason, he did, she knew it wouldn’t be on purpose. “You won’t hurt me,” she reassured him. “It’ll be okay. We can go slow.”

Gosh, he really did have a way with words. Not that he had to try. Xio scooted closer to him as he sat up. His lips met hers and her eyes drifted shut completely erasing whatever thoughts she’d been thinking. Her lips parted to meet with his and she kissed him a little harder, a little more desperate before she wrapped her arms around his neck. Just his kiss was making her heart skip. She wanted this and she wanted him.

“I love you,” She mumbled dreamily before shoving away her fear. Her hands drifted to his boxers and ghosted his crotch lightly. For once she was going to stop being so afraid and do what she wanted.

[EVAN WARNER (HIATUS)]

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This only made him blush more. “Hush,” he huffed, trying as hard as he could to ease the color from his face. It wasn’t fair. He couldn’t stop blushing around her. Whenever he did something even slightly embarrassing or she’d tease him, he’d instantly light up like a Christmas light. Glowing bright red against his stark white skin. As his fingers brushed her skin and she tried (and failed) to hide her laughter, Evan couldn’t help but laugh himself. It was so like Xio to do something like that and make the mood lighter in the room. It eased the worries away from his mind and his actions.

Evan couldn’t help himself. His mind was so concentrated on not messing up with Xio that he couldn’t block out the occasional thought of hers that drifted through her head into his. So far so good. She wasn’t having second thoughts, as far as he could hear. That is, until one particular thought stuck to the side of his brain like flies to glue paper. One of the only things that was stopping her was his age. He tried to block it out as soon as it filtered through his mind. He didn’t let this affect him on the outside. He couldn’t let her know. He knew they were happy together. That age didn’t matter. That what they had was real and that they were happy with it. Beyond happy. They made each other happy and that’s what mattered. And he would prove that to her.

He couldn’t help tilting his head into her touch as she ran her hands through his hair. At least he wasn’t the only one afraid. Obviously. They were both so new to this. So scared. But for some reason, the fact that they shared this fear made it better. Reassuring, almost.

Evan could feel the desperation in the kiss. It flowed from her into him and it turned into desire. Want. Craving. He kissed her back just a little bit harder – a little bit rougher – his hands running up her back to finish the job of unhooking her bra that she didn’t complete before hand. He undid the clasp and let the article sit, wedged between their bodies, as he gently pulled down the straps off her shoulders a little bit.

“I love you, too,” he breathed out as she barely brushed against his crotch. “Xio, please don’t tease me right now,” he breathed again, unable to focus.


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[XIO BECKETT]

“You hush,” she stuck her tongue out at him in a childish way and feigned a glare. Poor Evan. Anytime he blushed, she always made it her personal goal to prolong it as long as possible. She knew it drove him crazy but she had too, it was just so easy! And adorable! He really brought it upon himself. It wasn’t her fault he was as cute as he was. It was even better because even in the dark, Evan was clear as day. He looked like a Christmas light; bright red. There was no need to tell him, he probably heard her think it and was already planning on getting her back.

She only felt bad about that one thought and even then it was only because she cared about Evan. Where she came from, Dating someone younger than you was frowned upon. She wasn’t in the kind of relationship where she could just go home and bring Evan along with her. One look at him and her mother would have a heart attack, die, come back to lie and drag Xio to her grave by her hair. Or worse. Her family weren’t exactly the poster People for America. They were wealthy, snobby, high class, pampered rude people who were fake on a daily basis and only nice to you if you attended the same country club or better. They were all about cocktail parties and looking good. Making the right connections and knowing the right people. And the fact that one of their children wasn’t normal didn’t seem to phase them. They just shoved her off to another country and continued like nothing had changed. Telling them was the only thing she worried about, really. She could care less what anyone else thought.

She was comforted by the reality that she wasn’t alone in this. Neither of them knew what they were doing but they were doing it together. It eased the tension that much more. Her fingers absently ran through his hair for another minute. “I don’t expect you to know everything,” She told him softly. “So don’t ever feel like you have to live up to any standards.”

She sucked in a rough breath before pressing her lips against his with the same force, the same desire. This was all she needed to be happy. No, not sex, just being with him. Whether it was saying nothing at all or being this close. As long as it was Evan, it was perfect. His hands sent shivers throughout her body and she felt his warm hands unclasp her bra and let it fall. There was just enough of a chill in the room that she immediately leaned in close to Evan for Warmth.

Applying just a little more pressure, she shook her head and chuckled. “I’m notttt,” she assured him. “I’m just taking it slow. However, if you feel the need to speed up, I can deal with that.” Her hands snaked their way beneath his boxers, the same way his hands had moved on her and gently, softly, she rubbed her hand across his length. His hard on was evident under her fingers and she tugged the fabric off his body with her free hand before pulling her hand to use both. The faster they were off, the better.

Finally ridding him of the fabric she hastily let them fall to the floor and Pushed the boy down on his back. Her shyness did what it could to stop her but she wasn’t back down. Xio crawled back over Evan and hovered, her face close to his, her lips an inch away. She placed a kiss on cheek and straddled him like before. It was now or never. Someone had to start. She wrapped her hand around Evan’s length and slowly stroked it; her eyes fixed on his.

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Word Count! 642. (Fail on my part.)

Notes! I suck. So does my writing. xD

[EVAN WARNER (HIATUS)]

[/i] going to do this, then some necessary 'things' would be needed. But how should he ask something like that? Oh God. Adolescence begins to set in... now. "Xio," he muttered, pulling away slightly and propping himself up with his elbows. "Should I er... Should I get a - uhm," - gulp - "Condom or something?" he asked quietly, his cheeks flaring up instantly. "There are some around here - uh - somewhere. The - uh - roommate left some before they all er... left..." He hoped that came out right - like he meant to. He didn't want to make it sound like he knew they'd end up like this, because that wasn't the case at all. He just hoped she knew that.


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[XIO BECKETT]

Bad? He was afraid to be bad? Didn’t he know he was already perfect? The thought was a little bewildering to Xio. She was used to the confident, aggressive, I know what I want Evan. This new side of him was alluring and adorable. It made her want to just hug him and not let go. If there was any of worry about anyone bad in bed, it was on her. At least he had probably been intimate with other people. She was pretty much learning everything with him. “Evan,” she stared at the boy with a tiny smile on her face and stopped stroking his hair. “Do you really think I’m worried about that?” She could care less how he was in bed because one, he’d be great, and two, she loved him. She didn’t have to tell him, he already knew. “How about we worry about me falling somehow because you know I will….somehow…in some unexplainable way…” She smiled hopefully at him; hoping he felt just a little better.

Now she was the only still be covered at all; she was still wearing her underwear, but she had a feeling it was much of importance right now. Right now, it was about him and no one else. That look on his face was like a push of adrenaline she needed. Her own eyes glittered with desire and heart beat kept escalating with every movement. She wanted to laugh at his surprised look towards her. “What?“ She grinned; delighted by his awe. It wasn’t a good idea for him to lick his lips like that; the sight threatened to make her breathless. Her eyes stayed opened; happy to just watch him even if he wasn’t looking and continued to stroke him. Some of the nervousness fell away with the seconds. Xio leaned into Evan to meet him halfway and yes, she giggled because he missed--she hoped that didn’t ruin the moment--and kissed him back, softly; her hand tightening just a tiny bit on him to add some pressure.

Xio.

Her name was like warning sign; he pulled away and she sat back, surprised. “Uh…Did I--Sorry--” Typical Xio to think she had already screwed up when hardly anything had even happened. Shut up, she told herself and searched Evan’s face in inquiry. He seemed a little flustered. With each word her eyes widened too, and her cheeks heated up. Of course. “Oh,” she coughed and turned red in the darnkness. “Yeah…yes,” she nodded and moved to let him up. “Right, that might be a good idea…” Her mouth was dry from nerves. Obviously, they were about to do this, but him bringing up a condom actually solidified it. Like it was going to happen in the moment and there was no turning back. That wasn’t a problem for her, she wanted to, she was just in the same boat Evan was in. She didn’t want to be terrible. A thought crossed her mind; Oh, God, what was she going to do when Ada read her mind and found out she and Evan had had sex? She wrapped her arms around herself and sat crossed legged on Evan’s bed while he searched. Ew, or what if she read Evan’s?

[EVAN WARNER (HIATUS)]

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That certainly wasn’t his thought, that’s for sure.

A groan slipped through his lips. “Xiiiiooooo,” he whined, looking back at her from over his shoulder, his voice and face carrying an expression that mixed both disgust and horror in one, followed by a little bit of childlike bellyaching. “Did you really have to think that? I can hear you,” he complained, laughing slightly in spite of himself. Shaking his head, he turned back to the task at hand, continuing to rummage around the drawer. A moment later, he found what he was looking for. Grabbing the square, he quickly moved back to the bed, kneeling on the mattress.

He took a deep breath, and smiled. From the miniscule light coming through the window, Xio was silhouetted perfectly – every curve and every angle. It made him pleasantly breathless. Evan moved a little closer to her, a hand reaching out absently to gently ghost her leg, though she were so fragile that if he were a little too abrupt, she’d break. This – this right here; everything – brought a whole new element into their love. He couldn’t quite place his finger on what it was that just made him fall in love with her a hundred times over again in that moment. And he didn’t care. He just wanted that to stay forever.

His hand moved along on its own, traveling her leg, to her thigh, to her hips, and resting on her stomach, all the while moving closer and closer to her. Evan smiled nervously, trying as hard as he could to betray the lack of confidence he had inside. It didn’t work. There was no use trying to mask this inevitable anxiety. “Lie back,” he said softly, the words coming out as more of an exhale of breath. He moved himself so he was right in front of her again, their knees touching, the condom clutched tightly in his hand. He leaned forward, kissing her once – softly. “Oh my God,” he whispered, laughing lightly, “This is really happening, huh?”




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[XIO BECKETT]

God, she loved that grin of his. That crooked, charming smile only Evan could pull of and make you want to swoon. Seeing it took away from the awkwardness of the situation that threatened to ruin it. “Ha.” Her laugh rang with delight and for a second, she mirrored his amusement. “I can name so many times when you were holding onto me and I fell anyway.” She shot him a ‘you know its true’ look. If there was ever anyone so uncoordinated, it was Xio.

Though it was only a spur of the moment action, her hands on him sparked so many kinds of emotions; both the kind she saw on his face, and felt through his skin as her gift worked at a harmless and low pace through her flesh and the ones she felt, which she was sure he was well attuned to, every second that passed. To hear those kinds of sounds escape his lips; it made Xio’s pulse race. It did things to her some people were never fortunate enough to feel and it was he that kept her confident enough to not feel inadequate at the moment.

She honestly wasn’t that surprised that Evan would be able to find a condom in his room. Actually, she more surprised his roommates would have them. They didn’t seem like guys who were quite….sexual. As for Evan, well, he was the rare kind of person who evidently didn’t like jumping into sex with just anyone. It made her feel good to know she was sharing this kind of moment with him. She only had one worry in the back of her mind, and I promise, it wasn’t him being bad in bed. She was a tiny bit preoccupied with what would happen if she lost control of her powers from the excitement. For the most part, the fear of this would not take over but she wouldn’t be fully relieved until the end of the night. She was in no hurry. Okay, okay…so technically, there were two worries in her head. And at that moment, she had completely forgotten about how well attuned Evan was to what she was thinking.

Whoops. Xio turned to him and turned bright freaking red; her tip under her teeth in embarrassment. “I’m sooorryy!” She cringed and attempted to smile. “I couldn’t help it, it just came to me!” This was Xio. She had the most random thoughts, she knew that. She pouted and hung her head over dramatically. “You know she’s going to give me hell.” Oh. My. God. When Ada got a hold of her. She was already dreading the moment before it had even happened. “We can’t go near her after this.” She let go of the subject. She knew it was probably making him shudder on the inside, despite how close he and Ada were.

Xio followed his from the drawer back to the bed; innocence taking over and blanketing her. Wow. This was really going to happen. Right now. With him. She stared at Evan with big, almost childlike eyes. When it came to things like this, she always felt like she was younger. Like she was learning from or that he was older. Actually, it felt that way most of the time since he was a little more experienced in relationships. Hell, they even looked it when they stood next to each other.

She sucked a tiny breath at the contact of his hand and her thigh. She had half expected his hands to be cold but they were warm against her skin. It was like he was purposely leaving a trail of chills wherever his hand passed over. Her eyes remained locked with his the entire time and somewhere beneath all of her nerves, her brain was screaming for to breathe but she wasn’t quite getting the message. She could hear him telling her to lie back and she obeyed; leaning back slowly, timidly. A soft kiss was enough to restore just a little bit of calmness within her and she gazed up at him sitting there in front of her; condom in one shaking hand. She barely even speak. “Y-yeah…” she nodded and licked her dry lips. “Its really is.”

[EVAN WARNER (HIATUS)]

[/i] hell?” he asked, laughing. “Oh good Lord. I don’t even want to think about what she’s gonna say to me.” Quite technically, he didn’t even want to think about her at all. Evan shook his head, ridding all thoughts of his beloved sister. Now was NOT the time for siblings. Definitely not. Note to self: Try not to think about this around Ada.

He watched her as she slowly laid back, his heart beating loudly and obnoxiously in his ears. He was kind of shocked she hadn’t said something about his racing pulse, granted that she could feel it (and he was pretty sure she could). Gulp. Deep breath. Exhale. Evan leaned forward, kissing her on the lips again, gently at first before slowly building up the intensity – his passion, need and desire. If they were going to really get through this without one of them having a heart attack, then someone was gonna have to throw caution to the wind. This was a start. He moved himself over her body, legs on either side of hers, the hand not clutching the condom moving over her side.

His lips moved a little more fiercely against hers, nerves building up inside of him even more. Evan pulled away before cautiously moving his hand from her side to her hip, thumb dipping over the elastic of her underwear before tugging it down just a little bit – testily. If there were any protests on Xio’s part, now would be her time to say something; think something against it.


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[XIO BECKETT]

It wasn’t that she was afraid for herself. Dear God, no. It was that she was afraid for Evan. Too much excitement. One good fright and she would lose control of everything. Having sex wasn’t the same as kissing. It took a lot more concetration. The kind she had never experienced yet. If Evan so much as felt an ounce of pain, she would never n her life forgive herself. Nor would anyone else. She’d go back to being the freak. She really was trying to put it from her mind but do you know how hard it is to not think about how you might hurt someone? It was light there was some giant billboard behind Evan’s head; decorated with flashing lights that said ‘DO NOT KILL HIM.’ Yeah. No pressure. She gulped at the thought. You’ll be okay, he’ll be okay. She repeated the words to herself unwillingly. It was either that or she might cry from the fear. And she would most definitely not let herself cry.

The thought of Ada make Xio shudder. That girl was the devil when she wanted to be. Amazing and wonderful, yes, but she was something else. Just the person you DIDN’T want to piss off. And well, this was Xio. She couldn’t not think and she’s couldn’t stay away from Ada so it appeared that to her misforture, she would be getting full blast from Ada’s riducule when she found out. She was almost willing to fake illness just to not be around her. “Ha! At least you’re her brother! She’s going to ask me the most awkard questions and she’ll know if I’m lying. At least have a chance of keeping some kind of secret.” But ew. Who wanted to think of their best friend anyway when they were about to have sex? Xio pushed Ada as far from her mind as possible. There would be plenty of time to dread her later.

To her surprise--yes, it was a surprise--his heart was racing just as quickly as hers was. Or…wait, was that just her own heart beat? Either way, one of them was on the edge of hyperventilating. She had to reminded herself to breathe and that probably wasn’t a good thing in the situation with all this other stuff happening. His kiss was soft as first, then a little more heated and it made the heat in Xio’s neck rise as she kissed him back; putting the same intensity into the kiss as he was. Her hand came up to caress the side of his face; gentle but eager to touch him other places again. With every movement of his body, her shook a little. Oh, she was reverting to that stage. Great. In no time, she would be a shaking mess.

Her gaze was filled with desire as she lay there underneath him, letting this run its course however it wanted. Her mouth kept going dry every few seconds from her dropped jaw. She was in utter awe and it was just because he was so goddamn beautiful. Seeing him hovering over her like this made her forget the things she was thinking. It only left actions within her. Enough within her brain to register his hands so close to her hips. She gulped and lifted her hips towards him to aid him in his goal. She wasn’t planning on stopping. She hoped he wasn’t either.

Somewhere within Xio was the desire to be as close to Evan as possible and it was rising rapidly. She wrapped her arms around his neck and licked his lips before pulling him close to whisper in his ear. “I want this, Evan. I want you.” Her hand closed around his before gently wedging open his hand to take the small packet from him. This was happening. It had to be because she was ripping it open with her teeth and pulling it out so could put on him. She took a shaky breath and trailed her hands down his sides, to his hips and rubbed them. “Lie down,” she whispered, motioning to the spot next to her. She rolled to one side so that they were facing each other and stroked her shaking hand against his length before glancing up at him in case he didn’t want to do this. Trembling fingers rolled the plastic over his hard on and finally rested against it. It was now or never.

[EVAN WARNER (HIATUS)]

[/i] were the one getting their last piece of clothing stripped off), he gently tugged the article off of her body, tossing it carelessly to the floor, all the while keeping his eye contact with Xio. In the next moment, he felt her arms around his neck and her tongue against his lips briefly before it was gone. Xio’s words rang in his ears pleasantly, sending the most wonderful wave of chills through his body. “And I want you, too,” he whispered back, smiling. “So who am I to deny you of what you want?” It was semi-comforting to Evan that he was able to gain back at least a little bit of his confidence. God knew one of them was going to need a healthy does of poise in order to get this going.

He felt her hand wrapping around his and he glanced over to see her taking the condom from his hand. Cue hard swallow. Evan licked his lips slowly as she ripped open the package with her teeth, tugging out the plastic. He took in several deep breaths as she ran her hands down his sides and over his hips, the command for him to lie down following immediately after. He obeyed, lying on his side beside her. He bit his lower lip as she touched his erection, a small, choked groan escaping from his throat.

As she rolled on the plastic, he had to admit, it felt a little odd at first. But he assumed that’s just because he knew it was there. Other than that, it felt like normal. He glanced up at her, smiling nervously. This was it. There wasn’t any way either one of them could back out now. Evan leaned forward, his hands reaching up to rest behind her neck, pulling her lips into his. He moved himself so he was over her again, his lips never leaving hers, gently nudging her legs apart with his knees. He pulled away for a moment to look at her with wide eyes. “If I hurt you at all,” he whispered to her, his voice shaky and rushed, “You just – You tell me, okay? And I’ll stop.” He smiled reassuringly to her, taking both of her hands in his, squeezing them tightly.



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