"I don't know what to do with you..." He said, once again. Every time they met. She could almost sing a song about it.
Eva lifted her head and blinked, drowsily: "... you could continue petting me, rudely waking me like that"
'Mr. Riverson' had an adorable frown on his forehead, still handsome with the wrinkles, it was unfair, he said: "You know perfectly well that is not what I meant," and had the audacity to look affronted.
"Allaaaan... I told you to relax. I'm pretty sure I helped with that pretty well, yesterday." She raised her brows, eyes lidded, he might not have gotten it otherwise.
Queue for him to look affronted. With the cutest kind of blush, looking away from her, mumbling: "... yes, but..."
And he fell silent again, helping her to a chuckle. He was still ridiculous, able to portray any and all people he wanted as an actor, but this...
"... seriously, I give you the least amount of stress... I'm not pressuring you into a relationship, you're hot enough to give me a booty call at any and all time - and I like your company... it's still up to you how we continue"
She combed her hands through his hair, raking them through the thick strands. It calmed her nerves. At one point it might get to her nerves she laid naked next to a famous actor.
As long as she could pet him - with permission - while he was in her arms, she could rest pretty easy.
"Yes, but I just don't know..."
She could only roll her eyes: "It does sound like kind of a you-problem, hot-stuff"
"But... I have to decide and I just don't know..."
With a huff, she said: "Well, what do you think of me... lets start from there..." Since he was insistent to make it her problem...
"Well, you are my Shibari-instructor. I do't know if I'm only attracted to you because you are physically attractive... or if you are a friend... or maybe even a love interest. Or... I don't know... I don't know much about you..." he sounded meek, saying this, but also a little defiant.
"If you go for friend, you have to add 'with benefits', otherwise it's just not true," she said, solely for the purpose of the reddening of his ears, "But by now... you know my favourite colour is green, my parents came to this country here by invitation, I was on top of my class, with good looks on top, my favourite colour is turquoise, I do like high quality expensive things... and I really like to be fucked on counters"
As expected, he reacted with terrible embarrassment. After a bit of fluttering - adorable, really - he said: "Well... well, I still don'T really know what I want to- what I should-"
She kissed his forehead: "You can come to terms with that on your own time. Right now? Your body's mine," amd she snuggled closer to his properly sculpted body.
"But I have an appointment today... some... time," he flailed.
And Eva got more comfortable with a bit of shuffling: "Mmmhmh, it's at 11. Alert is set. Now shush. Just cuddles for now," and she closed her eyes.
“Break up with someone who thinks they can change your mind.”
The car pulled up to the curb, slowing to a stop outside of the residence hall. The interior lights came on as the headlights went out, the once present silence returning as the car was turned off. The two occupants looked at each other. The one in the passenger seat, a bear who was still in the puppy-love stage of his relationship, smiled to the driver, a wild dog who was done with trying to make his relationship work mutually, who smiled softly.
“Thanks for the great night, Legend. You know how to treat a boy to some fun!” The bear chuckled as he flattered his boyfriend. Legend opened his mouth to reply, releasing his breath as no words were formed. He took a deep breath, looking to the lovestruck bear, “Look, Nathan... I think we need to...” Nathan smirked, “Oh, is someone nervous? Is it your first time, big boy?” The wild dog looked out the driver’s side window, running his fingers through his hair as he tried to figure out how to put together what he was saying. He looked back to Nathan, before looking down to his feet, not wanting to make eye contact. “No, Nathan, what I’m saying is we need to see other people. You want some Disney romance, and I can’t give it to you, nor do I want to. Someone else will, and I know you’ll find them. I... I’m sorry, Nathan.” Legend continued to look down, expecting to hear Nathan crying any second.
What he looked up to see though was Nathan giving him his ‘nice-try-babe’ face. “Listen, if you’re nervous, we can take it slow. I won’t rush you...” the bear leaned across the center console, keeping eye contact with the misunderstood wild dog, a smirk painted on his face. Legend just watched him, wondering if he was just trying to cope, “Did you hear anything I just said to you, Nathan?” As he heard Nathan’s laugh, he banged his head back onto the headrest, rubbing his temples in frustration. “Nathan, I’m not joking. We need to break up.” Nathan just turned in his seat, leaning into Legend. The wild dog screamed internally as he felt a hand caress his cheek, holding it still as the bear leaned in for a kiss. Legend felt the soft lips interlock with his as Nathan over-sexualized the kiss like every other, moaning and all.
The wild dog rested his hands on Nathan’s shoulders, turning away to rest the side of his head on the car seat, “Nathan, fucking... stop.” He watched tears well up in the big eyes, hearing the same voice that had tried to seduce him waver with fear and sadness. “Babe, you’re just-” Legend cut him off, “Stop calling me babe, Nathan! What are you not understanding here?!” Then, silence filled the car, interrupted every so often by the sound of tears dripping onto leather.
The wild dog watched as Nathan stepped out of the car, “I’m sorry, Nathan.” This was only followed by the bear crying more, a soft, “Fuck you...” breaking the still night air. Legend winced as the car door slammed, watching Nathan walk, slouched and rubbing at his eyes, to the door of the hall, disappearing into the building.
