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“i guess we won’t know until you make the first move.’’ he knows the answer to her question very well, if she were to make the first move, christian would response back of course. it’s not like he doesn’t want it, he does, he just not brave enough to say it out loud.‘’good thing i’m a quick learner then.’’ looking her in the eye seems easier, now that he is sure she’s flirting back. christian doesn’t move at all for a second, enjoying the feeling of her hand dragging across his body. and when he can’t feel her touch anymore, he misses it immediately. he purposely stands in front of her when she sits down on his bed, making sure his knees touches hers softly.’‘vodka. but im down for anything.’‘ he kneels down in front of her, gently pushing her legs to left to reach the bottle of vodka under his bed. his hands linger on ankles as he finds the bottle as he speaks.’‘oh, by the way —’‘ he slowly, maybe it’s too slow he’ll admit, gets back up on his feet, his hands touching all the way up to her knees,’‘i would like you to teach me.’‘ he whispers before dropping himself next to her on the soft bed.’‘ you know, to teach me how not to be gentle.’‘
"i guess we won't." olivia replies, though her words are far more quiet than she'd anticipated them to be. she has a feeling they both know the answer to her question, has a feeling that they both are on the same page right now.. that's what causes her to become more touchy, to keep herself as close to him as possible. "we'll see about that, babe." she teases ever-so-slightly. though there's no doubt in her mind that his words would ring true in the future. she's hoping that future is more near than far at the moment.. and with the fact he places himself in front of her, making sure there's some sort of physical contact between the two of them, she's beginning to believe that it will be near. "vodka works for me." she hums out, brow raising as he kneels, pushing her legs to the side only to fish out the bottle from beneath his bed. she stays silent for a moment, her gaze following his hands as the stop at her knees. still quiet as he starts to admit the one thing she'd wanted to hear from him from the second she'd laid eyes on him. "i can teach you far more than that, baby." olivia replies, quickly shifting her body to completely face his, hand reaching out to rest gently on his thigh, right above his knee. "still need that liquid courage or would you like to gain some of it in other ways?" she asks, leaning forward to press a kiss to his jaw.
