#sabrnev

[josiah-moore]

Nev & Jo

@nev-saunders

That’s a good shot. Nothing much to exciting happen actually.

Thanks! I think the photographer is great. I’m gonna need her around more often. Nothing happened at all? Monday was MLK day and I’m sure there were other things going on. Nothing?

[keila-maahs]

Keila & Nev

@nev-saunders

Whenever you need a cup of Joe just give me a call, I can bring one by whenever.

That is very sweet of you Nev. I would hate to impose. 

[judah-marsden-blog]

Nev+Judah

@nev-saunders:

How is the tour coming along? Party People – I haven’t partied much lately, but I think when get settled into a new place.. perhaps throw a house warming party.

It’s going great, man. I’d love to stop by for that house warming party when it happens.

[boyce-redden-sabr]

Boyce & Nev

@nev-saunders

I watch a lot of food shows, mostly so I can learn how to be a better cook

Do any of these shows have meals for a broke, working college student?

[callum--sinclair]

Callum & Nev

nev-saunders

At least it was a nice day for it.

It was a nice day. We all enjoyed being outside and talking with each other. 

[emilybriggsevents]

The Space Between Heartbeats || Emily and Nev

Bailey left after breakfast, taking just enough time to wheedle out of Emily the fact that Nev was coming over, teasing her until the blonde’s cheeks turned red. And then, with an almost sisterly-like intuition, right before she left, she smoothed back Emily’s hair and told her not to psych herself out. They’d talked about how nervous and in uncharted territory she felt, but Emily hadn’t really put the full picture into words. There were things Nev didn’t know about her...things she wanted him to know before he got into...well...whatever this was.

She had never been the type of woman to change her outfit multiple times, but she spent the next hour fussing with her hair, trying on various tops until she finally forced herself to exit the bedroom. Tibbles wanted to cuddle, of course he did. Maybe it was because he sensed her distress, or maybe he just wanted to get cat hair all over her and ruin her sexy vibe.  Then again, she was pretty sure she could wear a paper bag and Nev would tell her she looked fabulous. He was just that sort of man. As always, one thought about the man cascaded into thousands of thoughts, all at once, washing over her and almost leaving her paralyzed. He was sweet...possibly one of the sweetest guys she’d ever met...and he was trying to give her casual...because that was what she’d asked for. But Emily wasn’t sure it was what he really felt...and she was starting to wonder if it was what she really felt too. She hadn’t been out with any other males in an intimate capacity since the camping trip...and she hadn’t wanted to. It almost felt like...without verbally affirming it, they had already sort of fallen into dating.

That thought...Emily expected it to cause a stab of nervousness. And yes, it was there, like a dull pang in her chest. But washing it out was a sort of joyful hunger. Maybe she was ready...maybe without knowing it she had reached a point in her life where she was ready to try and let someone in. 

When Nev arrived, she had to beat Tibbles at the door to greet him. “I think he likes you more than me,” she mused with a slight frown, watching as the orange tabby purred and rubbed against the man’s ankle. “But he has to wait his turn. I get the first hello.” With a grin she looped her arms around his neck and pecked at his lips...once...twice...a third time seemed necessary also. “Are you hungry? I have pancakes leftover from breakfast. Had a sleepover with my friend Bailey, last night. Just an FYI...when you play drunk Twister you sort of set yourself up for failure.”

[emilybriggsevents]

Small Steps or Giant Leaps || Chatzy Para || Emily and Nev || May 20th, 2015

Nev: He had to work early that morning, luckily it was a nice day out so most of the dogs played out in the yard. While they did that, Nev took the chance to clean out most of the kennels. After that he fed and watered each dog, a daily thing that had to be done. When it came bath time for the dogs schedule that always seem to take forever. But by the end of the last dog, Nev was pretty soaked and reeked of wet dog. Cleaning off, he ventured out into the lobby only to see Emily walk through the door. At the sight of her his heart thumped rather loudly, and his lips curled into the brightest smile. "Hey... finally stop by to adopt that cat?" He questioned

Emily: She really did want a cat. Emily loved most animals, but with her busy in and out schedule, a cat seemed like the most suitable pet. The fact that she got to see Nev...well...that was just a further motivator. And maybe...maybe she would have dressed down more, wouldn't have fussed with her hair and her makeup, if she were going to look at cats at any other shelter. Perhaps that part was for Nev. She returned his smile, trying to be casual even though her insides went all fuzzy. "I did, yeah," she said softly. "I was trying to figure out if I wanted a specific breed...research and all that stuff...but I think I just want to take a look at some and see if I connect with any. I sort of...really want a kitten. Not so young that I can't leave it on it's own for a few hours while I work."

Nev: Now that it dawned on them, that he could reek heavily of dog and sweat. Fingers quickly ruffled through his hair, "Come on... I'll take you through the back." As he guided the way, past he dogs that all seemed to glue there noses to the doors of their kennels, some wagging their tail impatiently others yipping loudly. When they got past that room into a more smaller and quiet room, before soft meows started emerge. "Sorry... if I reek. I had to clean kennels and give baths." Nev shrugged, usually he always brought an extra pair of clothes to change into after work. Good reasons why he never wore any nice clothes for work, just a simple shirt and some basketball shorts. "We do have kittens, one litter was born a few days ago. But we do have a few month olds if that's what you're looking for."

Emily: "I don't mind," she said with a grin, bumping her shoulder against his. "I was camping with you...if I can handle you smelling like fish and rugged mountain man then i think I can handle some dog." It seemed like Nev to always have just what she needed up his sleeve, and Emily couldn't help but grin. "Month olds sounds perfect, can I see them?"

Nev: He chuckled, nodding in agreement. Almost sighing in relief, "I was a little worried there... thought I might run you off with my stench. But now that you do mention me smelling of fish and rugged mountain man... that smell doesn't compare to musty wet dog." Nev bumped her right back, grinning at the female. "Of course, he grabbed a set of keys from his pocket. Walking down the set of kennels, some where larger than the other. Ones that contained more than one cat inside, when he reached the end. Opening one of them, as he pulled out a small orange tabby kitten. "Here's one..." Nev grinned widely as the cat purred in his large hands.

Emily: Emily's eyes went wide, a very girlish cooing noise emitted from her as she eyed the orange ball of furr purring in Nev's hands. "Oh my god...I used to be obsessed with the idea of having a tabby cat when I was little," she murmured, fingers twitching with the desire to pet the creature. The cat eyed her with a light meow and Emily melted, holding her arms out with a pleading "I can hold it, right?" Nev: Nev's eyes seemed to grow big, only to chuckle. The female was quite adorable he had to admit. There he finally handed over the small fur ball, waiting to see Emily's next reaction. Nev joined the chat Emily: She practically melted into a puddle of goo. The minute her hands were on the cat it moved to cuddle as close to her neck as possible, purring and licking at her jaw. Emily had just meant to look today, not dead set on actually walking away with a cat, but now she was wrapped around this feline's little pink tongue. "Oh my god...how do you work here and not come home with a new pet every day."

Nev: He couldnt help belt reach out to scratch the top of the kittens head, while brushing his fingers along the females cheek. "It's hard... I know. But I an able to come back and see 'em and I always remind myself I dont have anymore room." He shrugged his shoulders, leaning on the wall of kennels for support. Finger sticking into the small holes on the door as a small kitten pawed at it.

Emily: Emily's head might have tilted...just a tad...into Nev's touch, before she got distracted again by the kitten. "Is this one a boy or a girl? Does it already have a name?" She bit at her lip, listening to the sounds of the animals, picturing Nev cuddling them all. "Do they let people volunteer here? I can never do enough charity and volunteer stuff...i like to stay busy, and I'd love to help out here once or twice a week."

Nev: "Boy, and Tibbles." He smiled pulling his finger away from the cage, when the kitten started to nip at his finger. "Yes, we do have a lot of volunteers and can always use the extra hand." He paused a moment before a curious smirk drew to his lips, "Or that's just an excuse so you can see me more often." Nev teased.

Emily: "Hi Tibbles," Emily cooed, letting her nose brush against the soft fur on his head. He answered her with a throaty meow, before attempting to disappear beneath her shirt, causing the blonde to laugh. She sobered though, at Nev's words, cheeks flushing, her teeth pulling at her lower lip. Eyeing him with sudden and overwhelming honestly, she lifted a shoulder and smiled. "It's an excuse to see you more often."

Nev: There was a sudden urge just to flush the female towards him, place a kiss upon that lip she had grated against her teeth. God damn, she was beautiful and standing there with the kitten. Now with her cheeks flush and biting her lip, it was hard to resist. The male only smiled, feeling his own cheeks warm as he grinned.

Emily: "I think I know what I want," Emily mused softly. The kitten belonged in her arms, and yes she was referring to wanting to adopt Tibbles. But when she spoke, she was also referring to knowing that this...what she felt when she was around Nev, it deserved real recognition. Her eyes lingered on his face, and then Tibble got restless. "Can I take him home today?" she queried hopefully, unsure how long the adoption process took.

Nev: Dark eyes studied the female, fingers reaching up to scratch the scruff that peppered his skin. Nodding slowly, "Yeah... You can, there's an adoption fee -- " Now he rubbed the back of his head, "Perhaps I should have mentioned that first, It's fifty dollar fee if they are spayed and a seventy dollar fee if they aren't and you're required to get them spayed if they aren't. But the Shelter well give you a discount for that."

Emily: Emily held the cat away from her slightly, letting her nose brush against his. "Alright then Tibbles, let's get you checked out and snipped if you need it." She shrugged a shoulder and smiled at Nev. "I didn't figure it was totally free...I mean...I'd planned on making a donation or something anyway...you guys gotta keep yourself running after all." Her eyes followed the way he rubbed the back of his head, and Emily paused a beat before..."What time do you get off?"

Nev: "Since he's only a few months old, he's unable to get fixed. When he's about six months old then he can get snipped, which works out because we require to see the animal after having them for six months. Just to see how everything is going, a small check up and everything." He turned to the kennel, grabbing Tibbles information before turning and guiding the way back through the doors which they came from. "Actually I could leave anytime. I work around my own hours and I've finished everything on my to do list. That's the thing I like about working here, I can come whenever I want, and just get everything done. The only thing that's really schedule is the dog walking."

Emily: Emily raised an eyebrow. "I'm almost jealous. I wish I could dance in and out of my work sometimes, but...well...you've seen what happens when I try to take a break." Emily followed behind Nev, and with each step she became increasingly aware that she was going to do something...the potential for action thrumming inside of her like a tiny winged bird. "Do you want to get dinner later," she asked suddenly, petting Tibble for bravery and comfort. And then, to make sure she was being very clear, she took a deep breath, casing her glance downward. "Like...a date...with me."

Nev: He stopped briefly, hand hovering over the doorknob. Nev cocked his head back, watching her it only took a couple of seconds for him to answer her question. "I'd love to... " Slowly his lips curled into a smile, one like a childs. Bright and wild.

Emily: For a few seconds, Emily thought she might pass out from the nerves. But then Nev turned and his smile became mirrored upon her face. "Yeah?" Tibbles gave a meow as if he approved of the exchange. She let Nev take him, putting him in a cat carrier, knowing she couldn't carry him all the way home. "So...um...I was thinking...I keep hearing that The Cheesecake Factory has really good food, and dessert obviously. Would...would you want to go there, does that work for you?"

Nev: "Yeah." He spoke softly while taking Tibbles in his arms, a thumb scratching just under the kittens chin as it purred profusely. "Cheesecake Factory? I've never been there before. But I have heard about their cheesecake... so I've been dying to see what it tastes like. I hear they have like over thirty different kinds of cheesecake?" Quickly he nodded in improvement, "That works perfectly."

Emily: "My sweet tooth has been dying to try it out. I heard the slices are like...the size of your face." Emily knew she was sounding giddy, girlish, like a teen in the halls of highschool. Except she'd never felt that way in high school, and it was odd to feel it now. "Great," she murmured, hands clasped in front of her even though they were itching to pull Nev close. "Pick me up at six?" It would give them both time to go home and get comfortable/presentable, Emily had a dress in mind, wanting to make sure his jaw dropped to the floor.

Nev: His mouth started to water just at the thought of the cheesecake, but his mouth also watered for various reasons. Pushing the way through the door and into the lobby, Nev set Emily up at the desk with the consultant where they would help her from there. But he still hung back until she was finished with all her paperwork. "Six... alright I can do that." He nodded, before leaning poking a finger into the cat carrier. "Goodbye Tibbles. I'll see you sometime soon." Nev cooed, standing back up facing the female. "And... I'll see you very soon."

Emily: Emily gave a soft hello to the consultant, and if there hadn't been another person there she would have pulled Nev down for a kiss before he left. As it was, she managed to focus on the rest of the adoption process, taking Tibbles home with a plethora of toys and necessities. She almost lost track of time playing with him, and suddenly she was racing to the shower, curling her hair, applying just a touch of makeup, and slipping into a turquoise colored dress with a low back that hugged her frame just right. When the doorbell to her apartment rang, she answered breathlessly, brown eyes glimmering with excitement. "Hi." she greeted with a grin, the same soft hello she'd given him when he'd come to get her for their camping trip.

Nev: By the time he said his goodbye and left for home, the male had to run a few errands before he could get ready. When he finally did get home Nev found himself staring into his closet. What was he going to where. As a pair of dark eyes fell onto the only good suit he head, one that Kailani had bought him a few months earlier. Perhaps it was accusations like these he was supposed to where them for, taking the delicate fabric off the hanger he dressed himself up. Splashing a bit of cologne on, even taming that mess of a hair that nested on his head. When it came time to pick her up, he grew anxious and excited all at one. But when he stood beyond that door, drinking in the sight of her. His mouth almost dropped open. Now his cheeks were turning a soft pink, finger nervously brushing through his hair, messing it up after the process he had taken to it. "Wow..... You look.... Wow."

Emily: Emily only got a second to see Nev with his hair tidy. But she rather liked it better when it had been raked through with his fingers, and god it made her consider pulling him into her apartment so they could have dessert before dinner. She smiled at his words, gaze dropping somewhat shyly. "And you look..." lacking a proper word, Emily bit at her lower lip, stepping forward to tweak his tie just a little bit, palms running flat down his chest. And then her fingers twined with his, holding her hand as she shut and locked the door behind her. "Hungry?"

Nev: Eyes searched her, there she went again teeth grating that lower lip. Oh, how he wanted his own teeth to tug at her lower petal. Nev squeezed her hand gently, bring the back of her hand to his lips, as he kissed it softly before mumbling against it. "I am starving."

Emily: Emily got the distinct feeling that as much as she liked conversing with Nev, her whole body was going to be anticipating after dinner...when he brought her home and she finally let her lips have what they wanted. "Tibbles tuckered himself out," she said cheerfully, hand in his as they headed to his car. "He got really mad when he couldn't jump up onto my kitchen counter, so I set him up with a stool and he managed to open a cabinet door...and now he's sleeping on top of my good china, but I can't even be mad."

Nev: He stepped aside opening the passnger door for her, "Good china.. I wouldn't be mad at all either." He chuckled closing the door behind her. Before crossing to his side and climbing in. Starting the engine, he flashed a smile brows perking. Before setting off he leaned across the bench seat, eyes finding hers as he kissed her softly. "I wanted to do that earlier, at the shelter." He mumbled lightly before deepening the kiss lightly finally his teeth tugged gently on her lower lip before break from the kiss. "That too"

Emily: Emily buckled her seatbelt, smoothing at the hem of her dress, which curved above her knee while she was sitting. Her eyes met Nev's, lips parting as he leaned over, meeting his kiss with soft enthusiasm. When his teeth tugged at her lower lip she let out a small sound, breathing erratic when he pulled away. Nev Saunders did not play fair. Emily smiled, fussing with a strand of her hair to keep her fingers from pulling him back. "Id show you what I wanted to do to you at the shelter...but then we wouldn't get to dinner." Nev: All he could do was grin, "I'd be obliged to skip out on dinner... but I really want some cheesecake. So suppose it can wait a few hours until after we get back." The male shifted into drive, and pulled away from the curb. Fingers fiddled with the radio as some Johnny cash popped onto the radio. Of course, Nev tapped his fingers on the interior of the steering wheel as he sang along softly. It didn't take long to get to the restaurant, only about fifteen minutes or so. When he pulled into the parking lot, finding a spot in a nice shaded spot. Parking and turning the engine off, now the male moved again leaning towards the female. Lips inches away from hers as a soft hand placed on her knee, fingers rubbing the soft skin that lingered just below the hem of her dress.

Emily: Emily smiled, singing along to Cash as well, but her voice stayed soft so she could listen to Nev. He had a great voice, one that held emotion and a soothing sort of honesty. Her lips were eager for the cheesecake, but to sample other things as well. They pulled into the parking lot for Cheesecake Factory, and when Nev leaned towards Emily she met him halfway. Fingers came to cover his where they rested on the hem of her dress. "You're making this fifty times more difficult than it already is," she murmured, catching his lips briefly. And if he was going to tease...then well...perhaps she had plans for when they got into the restaurant. With a wink she pulled away, unbuckling her seatbelt and meeting Nev around the front of the car, hand finding his as they made their way inside.

Nev: Taking their was inside, hand holding they were escorted to the back of the restaurant at a table for two. Nev pulled out the chair for Emily before taking his own seat. There he smiled across at her, but his eyes grew wide when handed that menu. Immediately he turned to the section where the different cheesecake choices were. "Holy.... Its like heaven."

Emily: Emily's eyes went wide as surveyed the menu. "Is there...like...sampler or something?" There wasn't, and she let out a sigh that ruffled her hair. "Okay...okay...look either way we're gonna need a doggie bag...so like...I say we go all out, order two flavors each and then share. Cause I am eyeing the Kahlua Cocoa Coffee Cheesecake and the Reeses Peanut Butter Cup Cheesecake."

Nev: Dark eyes scanned each item, mouth watering as he continued to stare. "So many choices...... Gawd... Those sound amazing. I think I want, Fresh Banan cream cheesecake annnd, god is chocolate cheesecake." Once they had skipped the main course and headed straight for dessert. Nev ordered them both glasses of wine.

Emily: Emily nodded, deciding their four choices provided some good variety in taste. They were going to have a ton of leftovers, but they could eat it later that evening...or in the morning...or maybe tomorrow evening because Emily was feeling like she might want to keep the man hostage in her apartment for a day or two. She smiled as Nev ordered them wine, everything feeling so official. It made her nervous, but a good sort of nervous, that kind that tingled up and down her spine. "Fun fact, the first time I tried cheesecake was approximately two years ago," she murmured with a grin.

Nev: Sipping their wine, while waiting for their slices of cheesecake. Brows perked, "Really? My grandma used to make me cheesecake all the time when I visited. We'll have to come here more often... Try every cheesecake there is on the menu." When finally the waitress had brought along there dessert. His dark eyes grew wide again, "Those slices are big as our faces."

Emily: She liked the word "we" and especially liked it paired with "often". The slices of cheesecake were indeed as big as their faces, Emily almost feeling hesitant to pick up her fork. "I think we might need like...three days to eat all of this," she murmured. "Okay...okay...I'm gonna try the Kahlua Cocoa one first because that sounds so exotic." Nev: He chuckled already digging into the banana cream one, forking the large bite into his mouths. Eyes lured closed as he made a sufficient low moan, "goodness, that's... Mnn so good." Eyes slit open eyeing her. "How is yours?" He said after swallowing his bite.

Emily: Her own fork froze middair, because the way Nev groaned was deliciously indecent. Brown hues darkened, watching him swallow, watching his eyes open slowly. She purposefully waited until his eyes were on her, before slowly, provocatively pushing her fork past her lips. Letting out a satisfied moan of her own, she took her time chewing the bite, licking her lips, before setting her fork down. "Delicious," she murmured with a not so innocent smile.

Nev: He gulped, watching her slide the fork past her lips, tongue slither over them. It was hard for him just not to take her to the back, in the bathroom and have his way with her. But he tried to shrug the feeling off. "Do you... Do you want a bite of mine. " nev stammered, taking a forkful from his own fork before offering it towards the female. Emily: It had the desired effect, and Emily liked the way he watched her, the way he was so very responsive to her movements. But then it wasn't just physical, Nev was responsive to everything about her...her emotions, what made her smile or laugh. It had been a long time since Emily had been in the presence of someone she really felt "saw" her. Leaning forward, she took the bite of cheesecake off Nev's fork. "Oh my gosh...it tastes like summertime," she murmured, savoring the splash of flavor before offering him a forkful of her Kahlua Coffee cheesecake. "I think we're gonna have to come here like...frequently." Nev: He watched her reaction, Nev gripped his hands along his knees brushing them down his legs slightly trying to ignore the feeling that whelmed over him. When she had leaned forward offering his own bite from her fork. Nev casually leaned forward, eyes not leaving hers as he took the fork into his mouth. The taste of coffee and cream, instantly hit him... "Mnn... taste like my cups of coffee in the morning except better." Now he turned to his second cheesecake, the godiva chocolate. Taking a rather large bite this time, Nev scooped a bit of whip cream onto his finger before he smirked smearing the substance just by the corner of her lips.

Emily: Emily leaned in, caught the tip of Nev's finger in her mouth, sucking off the remaining whipped cream, teasing the digit with her tongue. "I can't decide if you taste better or the cheesecake," she murmured huskily. It felt like perhaps the whole act of a date was merely to build up sexual tension, because her body was screaming with need as she took his fork into her mouth and let the chocolate take her over. She gave a nod of approval. "Oh my god almost too chocolatey for me." Catching a piece of her reeses cheesecake, she offered him a sample, her foot brushing up against Nev's ankle.

Nev: "Can't decide? Well, I'm sure you'll be able to decide once we get back to your place." Despite the sexual tension, Nev wanted to female to know he just wasn't in this for the sex. Nev truly like the female, and everytime he saw her his feelings grew stronger. Brows perked when feeling her feet, cheeks flushed a soft red. Hesitantly he leaned forward again, catching the piece of cheesecake just by his tongue.

Emily: Nev's cheeks weren't alone in their flushed color. But Emily struggled to insert non sexual banter into the conversation. The sex stuff she was good at, she'd dabbled in many times in the past, she wanted to explore more with Nev. "Do you do this often," she murmured, suddenly shy. "Dating I mean."

Nev: Nev turned is attention back to the cheesecakes in front of him, forking bite after bite into his mouth. One from each different cake. Swallowing it down the rest of his red wine, the boy licked his lips before shaking his head in reply. "No.... Not at all. You are actually the first girl I've dated since joining the site."

Emily: "Really?" she murmured, surprised. Nev was so handsome, so sweet. How didn't he have people fawning all over him? "You're um...the first ever, really...my first date. I don't usually do dates...trust issues...among others."

Nev: "Really" He sounded surprised as well, but a goofy smile couldn't help be dissolve to his features. Fingers brushed nervously through his hair, "Well... I'm glad that I can be your first date."

Emily: 'You don't think it's weird or...lame," she queried with a nervous smile. Her foot traveled, up his leg and towards his knee, making circular passes with the tip of her foot.

Nev: He swallowed, feeling his pants slightly tightened against his groan. "No.... I don't, i've dated but never had a girlfriend."

Emily: "How did someone as sweet as you not get snagged already?" she murmured, taking another bite of her cheesecake. Emily knew why she had never been in a relationship out of her own personal choice. And those reasons made her tentative even now. "Well...I guess...it's nice that we're each other's first then."

Nev: All he did was shrug, "I wasnt really looking -- and I always thought my kindness was taken for weakness." He smirked, "Very much nice." Before shoveling another forkful into his mouth.

Emily: "Well...sometimes you don't get respect or kindness even when you aren't an ass of a person," she found herself answering softly. But then she was caught up in his warm smile, a movement that made her feel as if nothing bad had ever happened to her. "I...I feel the same way," she murmured, hand moving across the table to shyly twine against his. "I mean...I might end up being terrible at this...and...that scares me a little bit...but I guess it's about time I take some risk."

Nev: "I know that too... I just hate to not get it at all. And for knowing that I hate it, so I try to treat others with just kindness and respect." His smiled brightened, giving her hand a soft squeeze. "Always have to take a chance right? I might be terrible too, but we have to try, right? And i couldnt imagine anyone else that I want to try it with."

Emily: Her eyes found his, and she bit at her lower lip, eyes moving down to their plates and then back to his face. "Are you still hungry?" she murmured huskily.

Nev: With her words he shook his head, then he flagged down the waiter asking for a to go box and the check. When it was brought they stuffed each cheesecake into a box for them both. Pulling out his wallet Nev paid for their dessert leaving a well good tip. Standing up he held out his hand, "shall we?"

Emily: Emily had taken the bag with their cheesecake, looping it around her right arm and taking Nev's hand with her left. She walked close to him, and her head began to buzz with each step towards the car. it was a miracle that she waited as long as she did, till they were both in the car, before she reached over and pulled him into a kiss.

Nev: He smiled into the kiss, leaning into it head tilted just to deepened the kiss. Hands played down the side of her hips grazing her thighs until it felt the warm skin past the skirt of her dress. A sneaky hand poked under the fabric, digits trailed up her inner thigh. Payback, was what he thought from the female teasing him while in the restaurant.

Emily: Emily's skin was on fire where Nev's fingers trailed, a breathy sigh exiting her lips as she kissed him needily.She could have lost herself right there, begged him to let her straddle his lap in the car and give herself some relief. But the tension was delicious in it's own right, and she pulled away, licking the taste of him from her lips, buckling her seatbelt. "My place or yours?" she asked with a raised brow, skin flushed with lingering heat.

Nev: Reluctantly he retired his hand from under her dress. Scooting back into his spot as he turned the keys in the ignition, engine roaring to life. He paused for a mere second, out of all the times he had always gone to her place. Not once had she been to his, though he hesitated. Contemplating his place, but soon remembering the kitten she had adopted earlier that day. "Yours? Probably should check on Tibbles."

Emily: "Yeah...make sure he hasn't scratched up all my furniture," Emily commented with a grin. The rest of the drive home was quiet, the pair of them singing along to the radio, her finger splaying with Nev's as she stared out the window. Eventually they were pulling up into her apartment complex's parking lot, and somehow Emily made it all the way to her place, even unlocked the door, before she grabbed Nev by the collar of his suite and pulled him close. Her lips caught his and she pushed their bodies back, using their combined weight to shut the door. The bag that held the cheesecake dropped to the floor, forgotten in her need to touch him.

Nev: He wasnt expecting for her to lunge so quickly, it caught him off guard. Not that he could complain, Nev huffed against her, hands scoring down her figure. He was itching to get her out of that dress. Hiking the female up, he found the way to her dining table where he at her that. Hovering in between her thighs already his pants were beginning to tighten around his groin. Emily: Emily sucked in a breath as Nev hiked her up, her legs aggressively finding purchase around his waist. They stayed there, even after he'd put her on the dining table, urging him closer as she welcomed him between her thighs. Fingers slipped beneath his suit jacket, pushing it down his arms, pausing to explore his torso and back though the fabric of his shirt was an annoying hindrance. Nev: Fingers found the zipper to her dress as he greedily unzipped it, before his prints found the soft skin of her back. Tracing them down her spine befote hos hand now moved down to her inner thighs hiking up the skirt of her dreaa finding the warmth the lingered between them.

Emily: Emily let the straps fall down her arms, let the fabric of the dress collect against her waist. Her arms looped around Nev's neck, breath coming out hard and fast as his hand left her head spinning. The need for him grew with every passing second, fingers unbuttoning his shirt and pushing it down roughly, lips immediately moving to nip and suck at the skin of his neck and shoulders. Nev: He muffled a groan, head leaning against the females slightly. Fingers now found the delicate fabric of her panties, finding that the fabric was already soaked by her sweet juices. Digits pressed into the warmth, massaging softly through the fabric. Dipping his head lower, lips just caught the ball of her shoulders while his hand found her bare breast. Hand clamping around it giving it a gentle squeeze.

Emily: She let out a whimper against Nev's warm skin, body shifting forward against his hand, legs parting. Her nipple hardened beneath his touch, fingers tightened in Nev's hair, and she kissed him with frenzied hunger. Her own hands moved to work on his belt, pausing to run her hand against the growing bulge in his pants.

Nev: He couldn't help but grin hearing the females small whimper, it turned him on even more. "Tell me... What do you want." The boy grumbled against her lips, fingers now slipping past the fabric feeling her moistened folds. Thumb flicking against her clit, before slipping finger inside her.

Emily: His voice, gravelly and deep, sent shivers of excitement down her spine. Emily struggled to find language, but then his finger slipped inside of her and she gasped, grip on him tightening. "T-that...more of that," she moaned out, but was that really what she wanted? Fast movements had her pushing his pants down, along with his boxers, hands gripping the now bare flesh of his ass and pulling him hard against her. "I want you inside me...right now..." she clarified, breathy and letting out a needy murmur of his name.

Nev: Nev growled almost, against her skin as he nipped at the flesh of her neck. Before nipping at her ear lobe, voice husky and hot. "Do you like that..." He murmured against her ear, slipping in a second finger. But when a few seconds past and his pants were hanging around his ankles and being pulled into the female even more, he didn't stop himself from there. Ridding the females dress up even more, gripping the her panties impatiently he yanked at them hearing the fabric tear as he pulled them away. "I hope those weren't important."

Emily: Like wasn't the proper word. She loved the way he touched her...like he needed each bout of pleasure he caused her like he needed air. Like her pleasure was his and they were linked in sensations. Which was how she felt as well, hands running over every inch of him. Her torso lifted up slightly to help rid herself of the panties. Emily let out a giggle when they ripped, hands gripping Nev's face so she could kiss him hard. "I don't give a fuck about the panties." One hand dipped down to stroke him, fast, pressured rhythm meant to make his head spin and urge him to lose himself inside of her.

Nev: "Fuck." Nev groaned forehead falling against her shoulder as she stroked him rapidly. Pulsing and growing more against the warmth of her hand, now his cock was linger for her another warmth. Hips bucked against her hand, before he reached down and snatched her wrist up. Guiding the tip of his cock to her entrance, teasing her sleek folds. "How bad do you want it..."

Emily: As he teased her with just the tip, Emily shifted, legs locking around his waist, fingers gripping his shoulders. She let out a low moan, leaning in to kiss him with plaintive sweetness. "Please," she murmured, dipping in for another kiss, this one harder. "I don't want it...I need it...I need you to fuck me, Nev."

Nev: Humming against her lips, returning each kiss she gave him. Gazing into her eyes, he slowly pushed inside of her. Feeling her walls stretch around him, before squeezing against his length. A long groan left his lips, "Jesus... Emily. God damn tight." He husked, arm snaked around her waist pulling her even closer as he pushed himself all the way inside her. He relaxed for a moment, getting accustomed to the feeling of her. Nev drew back his hips before pushing forward again, pumping his hips at a steady pace.

Emily: Emily let out a sound of relief as he pushed inside, face burying against his neck as the sensation overwhelmed her. Her body welcomed him, stretching and then tightening, pulsing with pleasure. Her hips bucked forward to meet his thrusts, letting out a throaty cry. Emily had never shied away from her sexuality, but Nev made her burn to a degree she'd never known before. "Harder," she gasped out, wanting to feel him deep inside her, lips catching his and pulling him as close as possible. "Fuck...you feel so...good."

Nev: As she begged harder Nev hands found the cheeks of her ass, tipping her hips upward. Recoiling his hips back before slamming into her, driving himself in and out of her. Feeling her walls loosen around him as he hit the back of them, now he huffed groaning her name loudly. Pacing himself faster, pushing himself deeper. One hand gripped her thigh holding it higher, so he got a bit more room in between her legs. Eyes lured down at her, lips finding hers as Nev kissed the female back.

Emily: He was so responsive, gave her what she asked for and then some. The way he slammed into her made her head tilt back, eyes rolling, cries growing louder. She felt out of control in the most glorious of ways, nails making crescent moons in his shoulders. She didn't need to breath, didn't need to think, only needed to feel him. Emily didn't realize how fast she'd gotten worked up, until her orgasm came out of nowhere, tearing through her with sudden ferocity, making her clamp down around his cock, his name almost a scream.

Nev: He didn't expect it so quickly but as she wrenched around his cock, making a moan choke out from him. Feeling his own balls tighten, as he continued to sheath himself in and out of the female coming just along side her. Riding their climax out before his pumps became slow draws, soon he mumbled against her skin, "Shit... Emily."

Emily: She trembled with tiny aftershocks of pleasure, nuzzling against Nev's neck. It was insane...that even after she'd climaxed, she craved his proximity, didn't want to stop kissing him. Pulling away slightly she met his eyes, hands cradling his face. "Jesus...what are you doing to me?" she whispered, voice filled with soft wonder. He filled her head all the time now...when she didn't crave him physically, she wanted to know what he was thinking, to hear his laugh. Emily had only known the man for a few weeks and somehow he'd weaved his way underneath her skin.

Nev: Lips pressed soft kisses to her temple, fingers smoothing back through her hair. Until she had reached out, there his dark eyes met hers. A smile small covering his expression, "I could ask you the same thing." There was a certain need he had for the female, not just craving her presence or touch. But to see her smile, hear her voice and knowing that one of the reasons she did smile was because of him. He couldn't deny his feelings, he very much liked the female. But there was a soft pang in his chest. Was he falling for the female?

Emily: Slowly she slid off the table, body brushing against his, legs somewhat unsteady so that she had to hold onto him. "I think...we should take our leftover cheesecake...and get comfy in my bed," she murmured, pressing another kiss to Nev's lips. Not at all ashamed of her nakedness, she moved over to the door, picking up the bag and sashaying towards the bedroom. "You coming?"

Nev: Fingers brushed over the scruff upon his chin, before smoothing back through his own hair. "Mhmm..." Nev barely murmured, eyes glued to the females figure as he followed her like a puppy who wanted undivided attention.

Emily: Emily grinned, taking a running jump onto the bed, scooting close to Nev as soon as he settled next to her. Head resting on his shoulder, she pulled the covers up over their torsos and then dug into the bag, handing him a plastic fork. "Is it just me or does food taste better after sex? People usually look at me weird when I say that," she said with a small laugh.

Nev: He chuckled, "I wouldn't know. I've never ate right after having sex." Taking his fork finding the small to go box that had his cheesecakes inside. One hand seemed to trail under the blankets, fingers tracing down the length of her hips and waist. Digging into his cheesecake, forking a couple bites into his mouth leaning forward he kissed the female letting her have a taste of it.

Emily: She giggled into the kiss, licking bits of cheesecake off his mouth. She'd be having seconds of him later too, of that she was uncertain, especially as his fingers drifted under the blanket. Emily felt like a teenager, all raging hormones and lust that didn't stay satiated for long. "Well now you have," she murmured with a grin. "Doesn't it taste better now than it did in the restaurant?"

Nev: "Mhmm.." He mumbled against her lips, tongue grazing across them catching any extra cheesecake as he grin. Digging into his cheesecake once more, only to smear the substance over her collar bone. Head dipping down as tongue lathered up the sweet carnation.

Emily: Her eyes widened with surprise and then shut as she let out a husky sound, head tilting to the side to give Nev better access. Well fine, two could play at that game. Taking a bit of her own cheesecake, she smeared it against his chest, strategically, so she could lick a line across his chest and end right on his nipple, tongue lingering to tease.

Nev: He only good chuckle, fingers gently curling around her chin as he brought her back up to him. Lips grazing hers as she smiled, "It does taste better... but you still taste delicious."

Emily: "You taste addicting," she murmured, arms looping around his neck as she deepened the kiss. "You turn me into a horny teenager...it's a real problem."

Nev: He chuckled more, shaking his head. Sweetly kissing her back with soft butterfly kisses, "Hmn... but you seem to enjoy it all."

Emily: "I do," she murmured in between kisses. She felt so strangely at peace, her chest all warm and tingling. "But then I enjoy everything with you...camping...eating...talking...I just like being with you...a lot." Fingers carded through his hair and she shook her head. "I'm not usually...good at letting people so close for such extended periods of time. People scare me...people wanting to know me...terrify me."

Nev: "I.. want to know you." He barely murmured, fingers stroking across her cheek as he looked into her eyes. "I want to know everything, know every part of you."

Emily: Her hands came to cover his, and there was hesitation in her eyes as they met his. "What if...what if you don't like it all...what if there are parts of me that aren't worth knowing?"

Nev: "What is there not to like, Emily. We're supposed to be taking risks right? I'm sure every inch of you is worth knowing... despite our pasts." He brought her hand up to his lips, kissing the tips of her fingers.

Emily: "Not every inch," she murmured, though the pressure of his lips against her fingertips was soothing. For a few moments she hesitated, almost vibrating with a visible desire to say something, but it was like there was a wall there that held her back. Instead she leaned in and buried her head against Nev's neck. One day...maybe one day that wall would crumble and she'd tell him.

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Water and Earth || Chatzy Para Part 2 || April 26, 2015 || Emily and Nev

NEV:     He could have stayed up for hours, talking or just listening to her talk. But with her nestled beside him, and soon he heard her breathing come to a soft murmur knowing she had fallen asleep. With the night slowly fading around him, his own eyes drifted closed. Letting the sleep take him to rest. -- Morning had come too quick, but at least that night he had gotten a full nights sleep. He didn't stir in the middle of the night, waking and unable to fall back asleep. The sun casted shadows of trees on the tent walls, with the charming chirps of birds. Nev barely opened his eyes, but took a peek at the female.

EMILY: Emily woke in the same position she'd fallen asleep in, not on her stomach with her hands on her pillow, or tangled up in the blankets. Her eyes opened slowly, body shifting, pulling the blanket up to her chin as she slowly registered the world around her, and the curious eyes that were on her. The edges of her lips curved without her really thinking about it, and she reached out to run her fingers through Nev's hair, as if checking to make sure he was really there. "Hi," she greeted, sleep stilling clinging to her voice.

NEV:     A lazy grin crossed his expression, "Mn.... Good Morning." Nev mumbled slightly, nuzzling her hand slightly. "How did you sleep?" His eyes drifted close every few minutes, sleep still trying to consume him. Squinting in the sunlight that casted through the tent, Nev plopped a kiss along her forehead.

EMILY: "Hmm," she murmured, eyes remaining open only because they were glued to the way Nev's eyes fluttered closed, the way the sunlight peeked into the tent and chased shadows across his face. "Really good," she answered, the words coming out sluggish, as she scooted closer, head tucked beneath his chin.

NEV:      Long sleepish groans sounded from his chest, a morning routine that happened often. As he shifted against the female, nuzzling her even more. Lips trailing along her cheek, across her ear, were he nipped at her ear lobe gently. "That's good." The male mumbled more, this time peppering kisses along her jaw.

EMILY:  Her mind was still awash in sleep, but that didn't stop her body from reacting to the way Nev nipped at her earlobe, and then trailed along her jaw. Emily let out a soft sigh, hands moving beneath the blanket to trail haphazerd trails down his stomach. "Best way I've woken up in a very...very long time," she murmured, grinning slightly, mouth finding Nev's just as her fingers brushed against his very defined morning wood.

NEV:     Already his body shivering knowing exactly where her fingers were trailing, and when they grazed his hardening morning wood. The male slightly more awake now, a sluggish smirk creasing his lips, a tongue flickered out catching her skin across it. Lips pressed sweet kisses to her lips, once, twice, but the third his tongue followed parting her lips as it dived inside to greet hers.

EMILY:  They moved together lazily, bodies functioning on pure instinct and not with the finesse and intention of an awakened mind. Emily met Nev's tongue with a light moan, one hand caressing his face while the other stroked him slowly, lazily, feeling her own body working up like a pot of water heading for a boil. With a grin, she caught his lower lip between her teeth, pulling gently. "You taste good."

NEV:     Hands ventured down along the curve of her body, finding her ass one that Nev was now very found of grabbing. So he did as his fingers curled around the soft flesh, giving a nice squeeze. Until his hand snuck around her thigh, until it found the hot spot between them. Fingers just barely grazing her folds, already feeling hot wet she hot gotten in just that amount of time. "Mn... someone's awfully excited already." He teased into the kiss, "You taste equally just as good. Maybe better." Nev deepened the kiss, only to moan softly at her antics. Feeling his erection grow and pulse just as her touch.

EMILY: Emily let out a small whimper as Nev's fingers sought out her swiftly dampening flesh. "That's your fault," she mumbled against his mouth, "hard not to get excited when you wake up next to a hot naked guy." She grinned as he moaned at her antics. "Seems like you might be a little excited yourself," she murmured, grazing her teeth along the pulse point in his neck as she stroked him with increasing intention, focusing on the tip.

NEV:     Eyes fluttered closed, sucking in a shaky breath. "Fuck...That feels good." Nev groaned into the morning air, fingers brushing along her folds even more before slipping one finger into her, only to add a second slowly pumping his fingers inside her. "Hard not to get excited when you wake up next to a hot naked girl." He mocked her back slightly, a cocky grin exposed to his lips.

EMILY: "Rude," she shot back, attempting to chastise him for mocking her. But she was far too distracted by the way his fingers moved inside of her, gripping his shoulder hard, nose trailing along his jaw as she let out a low moan. With a grin she pushed him over onto his back, insinuating her body against his, leaning down to kiss him hard while letting her damp folds brush teasingly against his erection.

NEV:     Hands clamped firmly along her sides, fingers stretching towards the plump cheeks of her ass. Nev gazed up at her hazily, biting his lower lip feeling her sleek folds against his cock. A low groan came form his own chest, a he leaned up slightly pressing back into the kiss. Tongue meeting hers, as it tangled and massaged around her own.

EMILY: She intended to tease him longer, but her body ached as she rubbed against him, and Emily simply couldn't ignore it. The kiss grew hungry, almost feral in its intensity, as Emily gripped Nev's cock and positioned it at her entrance, sliding down slowly to take him in. Her soft cry of satisfaction was muffled against the man's mouth, and she stilled for a moment, letting her body acclimate, before beginning to ride him slowly.

NEV:     Nev shuddered with pleasure, a long groan escaping him as her walls folded around his him. "Jesus..." The male groaned louder, hands still gripping her ass following the motion of her hips. Kissing her back into the heated kiss, he was hungry for her. A craving that needed to be satisfied.

EMILY: Her hands pressed against either side of his head, mouth lingering, occasionally parting to nip at his jawline or neck, but always coming back to those lips that made her burn. Each push of her hips against him had Emily's head spinning, the sounds of their bodies connecting a symphony to her ears, mingled with their heavy breathing and the moans. Emily took her time, a slow and steady rhythm, straightening and putting her hands on his chest for leverage, grinding against him hard on each downward push. "Nev," she whimpered out, eyes rolling back slightly, her head tilted as she began to move faster.

NEV:     His body was on fire, aching with steaming pleasure. Emily made him feel good, real good. A feeling he really liked, Nev pushed his hips forward to meet hers, intensifying the roll of her hip as hands gripped her ass helping her with the grinding of her hips. The male groaned, "Fuck, Emily.." As she straightened herself, Nev took the chance to drink in the sight, eye filling with wanderlust. "You're so beautiful... " When the blonde started to move faster, he sucked in a breath feeling them starting to space out. As she rolled her hips faster, Nev bucked his faster meeting her with every thrust.

EMILY: He moved with her, they moved together, and while she'd done this with other people in the past, it hadn't often felt so effortless...so right. Her eyes opened when he called her beautiful, the words doing almost as much to her as the roll of her hips. Nobody but her mother called her that, looked at her like she mattered. Breath came out in staccato pants, tempered by whimpers and groans as she lead them both to the edge, trying to time the coiling pleasure in her own body with his. Her body descended again, wanting to feel every inch of him pressed against hers, the roll of her hips growing frantic, the wet slapping of their bodies connecting driving her crazy. "Make me come, Nev," she whimpered out, lips against the shell of his ear.

NEV:      She didn't have to tell him twice, but with a quick motion. Nev swept her onto her back, hovering over her as he stilled their motion. Cock still pulsing against her wet walls, before he dived his hips inside of her. Feeling his cock slamming into the back of her walls, there he groaned louder. Hips squaring themselves against hers, as he coiled back and slammed himself again. Waiting for her walls to tighten and wrench his cock, letting him know that he had made her come after all.

EMILY: Emily barely had time to process the turning of their bodies. There was only the intense pleasure, her head buried against his neck as he drove into her with intensity, making her drown in sensation. "Fuck...yes...harder," she gasped out, feeling herself beginning to tighten around his cock. And then she was there, managing to groan out a choked "Come with me," before she went supernova, body trembling violently as all the pressure inside her released.

NEV:      Nev buried his face into her shoulder, as he drove his hips even harder as she commanded. When he felt the clench around his cock, and the tingling in his balls. The point of his climax reaching it's high, as he drove his last couple thrusts, pounding into her. The male came with her, filling Emily with his load, hips still pumping into her as he rode out the rest of his climax. Until slowly his hips moved inside of her, before finally collapsing next to her. "Fuck... I think that was better than last night."

EMILY: Emily gasped, sucking in air greedily as she came down from the high. "I think...I might be inclined to agree," she said with a nod of her head, body still twitching with pleasant aftershocks. She hadn't thought it could get better than last night, and if it kept getting better the more they did it...well...it was very likely the man might actually kill her with pleasure. "I feel like...I will not be able to move for an hour. Maybe two..."

NEV:     He chuckled, body shaking as he did so. "That's alright. It's still pretty early... we can just lay here. I don't mind." Nev replied, turning his head so lips pressed to her temple gently. Finally catching his breath, and body settling down.

EMILY: Emily smiled, letting her fingers run soothingly through his hair. Normally when the sex part was over people lost interest, they separated. But with Nev she found the post high giving way to a desire for soft touches, for conversation. She normally avoided asking questions to get to know people, mostly because they would ask those questions back and eventually, eventually she'd have to reach scary topics. But she found herself asking anyway, voice soft and sated. "What's your favorite color...animal...food? Tell me...more about you."

NEV:     As he turned onto his side, to face her fingers tracing along her bare hips as he scooted her closer. Now fingers gently drummed along midriff. "Hmn.... My favorite color. You know when the sun sets, just beyond the horizon and, there's this firey orange that lights up the sky. That.... that is my favorite color. Animal, I'm not sure I just have one favorite. I love all sorts of animals, dogs, cats but If I had to pick one, I would pick my cat, my pet. Amadeus. He's my favorite. Food... That should be an easy one... Pie. People tell me I'm crazy and should be tired of it, since I work in a pie shop. But nope... I don't think I could ever get tired of pie. And you? What your favorite color, animal, food." He paused, fingers still pressing along her bare skin. "You can ask anything... I don't mind. What do you want to know?"

EMILY: She liked the way he kept touching her, and her own fingers lingered against his skin as well. Not out of lust anymore, but with a quiet sort of fascination, and a tenderness. "Turquoise...like the water at a tropical beach...something about it just feels soothing to me. Animals...cats...hands down. I like other animals, but I always wanted a cat; alas my mom was allergic so it was never an option. Food...well I'll break that down into two categories. If we're talking main course, I am in love with anything spicy. Dessert...well...pie is nice, but my go to sweet treat is always ice cream. Just plain vanilla...I'm weird, I don't like most other flavors." He was so open, and she found herself envying that, meeting his eyes with fascination. "Anything...everything..​.things about yourself you like, things you don't like...your dreams. Do you want to work at the pie shop and the animal shelter forever, is that where you're happy?"

NEV:     "Turquoise... I already knew that. Hence your water shoes, and the story of you taking three hours to pick out pairs of earrings. Turquoise. Cats.. Well, you'll have to meet Amadeus sometime. He loves his paws to be massaged, if you do that than he'll love you. When I give you that tour of the animal shelter I'll be sure to show you around the cats. What's stopping you now from getting one? You can always adopt, I adopted Amadeus. Spicy..." He sucked in a breath, "I can't each much spicy stuff, gives me heart burn. But, I'll be sure to remember that for future references. Ice cream, just plain vanilla. Well, that goes excellent with any kind of pie. Ice cream and Pie, perfect match." Nev smiled down at her, giving her a cheesy grin, "Things I like about myself? I... "He paused, "Honestly, I really can't think of anything. It sounds bad, but I think there are more negative things." Nev skipped passed that question for the moment, "My dreams, I want to own my own animal shelter one day. I don't imagine I'll be working at the Pie Hole, or the animal shelter forever. Happy, isn't a word I like to use. I do find happiness when I work there, but that's from the customers and all the animals. But, I can't say I'm truly happy being there. I guess, if I had to go back and start over. If I could hit button and restart... I would. I dropped out of high school when I was sixteen. I.. it was a really hard time for me and I was failing. miserably. At school and at life. So I dropped out, and that's when I lived out of my car for almost two weeks. From there, I struggled with keeping jobs, I worked at Ski Resort, Flower Shop, Roller Rink, just... odds and ends. I guess, I never really knew what I wanted to do with myself, I still have no idea what I want to do. I'm just... sort of lost."

EMILY:  "I'd love to meet Amadeus," Emily said with a smile. "I'll be sure to massage his paws." At his query, she shrugged her shoulders. "I guess I've been so singularly focused with my business since I moved, I kept telling myself I need to settle more before I think about adopting an animal to be responsible for." His cheesy grin was endearing. "Ice cream and Pie...I like that." Emily listened to Nev speak with rapt attention, not stopping the gentle exploration of his skin. "That's...a great dream, owning your own animal shelter. And you have plenty of time to work towards making that a reality, that's an attainable dream, not like when I was little and I wanted to be a princess." A slight pout graced her features when he spoke of the trails he'd faced, how lost he felt. Emily knew that feeling too, and it made her heart ache. "Lost is...in this world...with how competitive people are, they make you think being lost is the worst thing you can be. But...there's that saying, sometimes you find the best hidden treasures while lost. And sometimes...you find the thing you're good at doing...you feel fulfilled doing it...but it's still not enough to fill the empty parts of you." Emily's voice softened, saddened. "I love my job...I know where I want it to go, how I want to make it grow....so technically I'm on this defined path but...I feel lost too...all the time."

NEV:      This time he listened to the female, chuckling softly. "Princess? That's a big dream, I wanted to be Indiana Jones." He chuckled even more, shaking his head at the silly thought. Hidden treasures, perhaps there was a hidden right in front of him, he was staring straight at it. But he kept the thought to himself. But somehow, laying there in that tent, in the middle of the woods, middle of nowhere. Nev felt as if he knew Emily his whole life. "No... it's not enough and I always try to find happiness but I can never seem to find it on my own. So I turn towards everyone else's happiness, it like... their happiness replaces mine and I'm able to get by with that." He became quiet, here he had opened so much, too much for just one person. Never had he ever told anyone how he truly felt, and yet there was so much more to be told.

EMILY: "You'd make a good Indiana Jones, look all sorts of hot in that hat," she teased, trying to dispel the soft heaviness that had filled their conversation. It scared her, the sudden verbal intimacy, and she thought that maybe they'd gone deep enough for now, Emily didn't want to panic or pull away from him. "You deserve your own happiness," she whispered, squeezing Nev's hand. "Speaking of happiness...I don't know about you, but my stomach would be very happy with some breakfast. Gotta get my energy back if I'm going to drag you fishing." It was the longest she'd ever successfully talked with someone about things that actually mattered, and Emily felt strangely exhilarated by it. But still, she didn't want to push her luck.

NEV:      "Thank you. Perhaps you could be the damsel in distress that I rescue and save the day for." He smiled, leaning in as he attacked her slightly with kisses. He chuckled, before sitting up. Fingers ruffling into his hair, "Yeah, I could go for a bit or two. Though, I didn't really bring anything breakfasty. There's hot dogs, pie, or smores, which we never had the chance to make last night. So what'll it be?" Nev raised a brow before, he leaned back into the female. Fingers tickling his sides, as he nipped along her collar bones while making loud growing sounds.

EMILY: She pondered the choices, but got distracted by the tickling at her sides, letting out a series of giggling squeals as Nev growled against her skin. "What are you...actual Bear Bear Gryllis?" she teased, pulling his head up so that she could capture his mouth. "S'mores I think. Best way to start the day...chocolate, graham cracker, marshmallow, lots of energy for fishing."

NEV:    e chuckled, "Yes, a big bear bear grylliszy." He teased, growing into her lips before pulling away, grinning down at her. "Smores... sounds like an excellent now. I can see all the mothers out there, going 'tsk tsk' at us." Nev rubbed a hand over his face, waking him up some more. Before he found his own bag, shuffling through it as he found a pair of clean briefs and some shorts to wear. Quickly slipped them on, as fingers fastened the buttons.

 EMILY: "Do most people not eat S'mores naked? God I'm so uninformed," Emily joked, rising as well, digging through her bag for a pair of panties, foregoing the bra completely and pulling on shorts and a loose blouse. Her hands combed through her tousles hair, a pair of turquoise ballet flats on her feet as they pushed out of the tent, the full force of the morning sun greeting them.

NEV:     He chuckled, "Wouldn't want to scare big foot off," Nev joked, eyeing the blonde as she dressed a smirk curling at lips. There he squinted and groan loudly, "Ah.... it burns." When the sun light blinded him, after exiting the tent. It took a couple seconds for his eyes to adjust, blinking several times. Before he went to work to get the fire started again, it had gone out in the middle of the night. Yet a few embers were still warm, luckily he brought news paper along and added a few sticks. Lowering close to the fire, blowing gently at the hot coals, before a small first came to light, catching the paper and flickering over the logs. "There we go. Good as new." Quickly pushing to his feet and back to the car, to fetch the supplies for smore. Returning with an arm full, a box of crackers, bag of marshmallows and a package of hersheys chocolate brs.

EMILY:  Emily giggled, placing her hands over Nev's eyes for a moment, battling the bright sun. She watched him restart the fire with barely any effort, finding a pair of good roasting sticks while he was off gathering the supplies. Again he whittled the edges, one for him and one for her, and Emily sat close as they held their marshmallows against the flames. "Do you like your marshmallows just gooey, or burnt?" she queried, pulling her own out just when it started to get golden.

NEV:      "Burnt." Nev replied sticking the whole marshmallow into the middle of the fire, waiting for it to catch fire. When it did he pulled it out, watching it turn black slowly before blowing out the flame. Before the marshmallows could get cold, he gathered the graham crackers, and chocolate. Before they both each had a perfect s'more in hand. "Mnnn.... delicious." Nev took a large bite.

EMILY: "You would like it burnt," Emily teased, affection in her voice. Soon her hands were squeezing down the graham crackers, a big bite taken out of the edge. "Everything is perfect when chocolate is involved," she observed after swallowing. "Sometimes I cheat and just stuff the marshmallow between two chocolate bars...skip the graham cracker completely."

NEV:      He rolled his eyes, "What's that supposed to mean." There he nudged her shoulder slightly, "Chocolate makes everything better. Two chocolate bars? That must be messy, though I'm sure it would be fun to clean up, at least it would be fun for me." Nev teased, brows waggling as he leaned down catching her lips in a kiss.

EMILY:  The kiss made her momentarily forget about the gooey treat in her hand. She had never been kissed so much, each one a precious gift, making her feel special, wanted, appreciated. "Oh says I'd let you have all the fun?" she queried, raising an eyebrow. Her finger dipped into her s'more, catching a bit of melted chocolate, leaving a dab of it against Nev's lower lip. Quickly she darted in to clean the mess, lingering to suck at his lip. Emily had never gone through that typical teenage stage, where hormones made it hard to keep your hands off the person you were seeing. But she imagined it was a lot like how she was feeling now.

NEV:     Nev smirked, catching the female in a kiss. Yet he pulled away, snapping a small square of chocolate, sticking it between his teeth as he leaned down. Waiting for the female to snatch it with her own lips, when she did another kiss was pressed to her lips, tasting the chocolate and her all at once. Pulling away again, licking his lips. "Do you want another s'more? or is that enough for now."

EMILY: Emily decided that food and Nev were a very fun combination, and she fully intended to explore that further. Finishing with the piece she'd taken form his lips, Emily gave a grin, thumb reaching out to smooth a bit of chocolate he'd missed. "I think I'm good for now."

NEV:     Nev let his tongue flick out, catching her thumb. The male grinned, nodding. "Alright.. looks like it's time to go fishing." Gathering the supplies for the smore, leading the way back to his vehicle. Dropping them off, he then gathered all the supplies for fishing. "You remember the way down to the lake," He asked, testing the female seeing if she had paid attention.

EMILY: Excitement made her jump up with all the enthusiasm of a puppy. "Hold on one sec." Her bag was still full of bug spray and sunscreen from yesterday, but she pulled a fishing cap out of her duffle bag, pushing it onto her head as she dashed back out of the tent. "Gotta be official," she declared, striking a pose. At his question, she squared her shoulder and nodded defiantly. "I have a memory like an elephant." Taking one of the fishing poles from Nev, she began to lead the way down the little path.

NEV:     "Mn... I like the hat." He reached out tugging gently on the brim of the hat, before following behind her. His own fishing pole, tackle box and net in hand. A smirk crossed his lips, taking the time to stare at her back side and ass. "The view is incredible back here." Nev teased.

EMILY: That hat was her father's, though she wasn't going to say that out loud quite yet. Emily led the way with confidence, turning to stick her tongue out at Nev as he complimented the view from where he was. "You are a trouble maker," she declared, "don't distract me from my fishing game. I'm going to catch more than you."

NEV:     "Oh... is that a challenge?" He picked up his pace so he was right beside her, "Because now... I just might have to distract you as much as I can." The male stepped in her path until her body bumped into his, a devious grin pulled at his feature. Stealing a kiss from her lips before turning to finish leading the way.

EMILY: "I can be very competitive," she admitted, trying not to grin when he moved beside her. And then his body was blocking her way, and she was melting into the kiss far more than she wanted to. "Oh you can play that game if you want," she teased, voice going husky. "But I am plenty good at distraction too." They hit the lake, the water glistening beneath the sun, and Emily pointed out the rock they'd settled on yesterday. "I think that spot is perfect."

NEV:     Making their way towards the rock, Nev set down the tackle box, opening it up where he found a small Styrofoam cup filled with earth worms. "Do you want me to bait your hook?" He asked quickly glancing up at her, before looking back down at his own pole. Grabbing the slimmy worm and wrapping it around the metal hook before securing it on.

EMILY: The worms didn't gross Emily out when she was looking at them in the cup, but the thought of feeling them wriggle while she skewered them made her shudder. Holding her pole out, Emily gave a firm nod. "Yes please. Be my hero."

NEV:      He chuckled taking her pole, as he baited the hook within seconds before handing it back to her. Pushing himself to his feet, gesturing for her to follow along. Guiding the away along the shore of the water, stepping over large rocks and grassy areas. Until he stopped eye studying the water, "Fish like hanging around in shady area, brushy areas." He pointed below in the water, where there was a lot of fresh green. "Out best chance is close to there."

EMILY: Emily followed behind, smiling for a moment, because she could remember her father telling her the same thing when she used to go fishing with him. With the thought came a small pang of grief, but Emily masked it, focusing on the water. "Agreed," she murmured, putting her bag down and fussing with her pole for a moment." With ease, she flicked her wrist, casting the line out towards a perfect spot.

NEV:     He whistled, "Damn.... that's hot." Nev teased, rearing his own pole back before casting it out into the water. Seeing the bobber plop into the water, now he took a seat back on the rock. Patience was all about fishing.

EMILY: Emily grinned and sent a wink in Nev's direction. "Oh you haven't seen me in rock climbing gear...or with a tool belt on fixing a rusty pipe. I'm very handy." She sat back next to Nev, shoulder brushed against his, her legs stretched out. "My dad loved catching Bass. We'd go out once every two months, spend the whole day on his boat."

NEV:      He sucked in a breath, "I'd really like to see that now. We'll have to go rock climbing, and I'll have to make the excuse of having a rusty pipe." Her shoulder was warm pressing against, the male stretched his own feet out as well. Feet poking into hers, "I always got excited for the summer, because that mean annual fishing and camping trip with me dad. I was only six, seven, my dad loved catching Cat Fish. I remember one time, he got so worked up one fish that he couldn't catch, the fish kept out smarting him and he ended up tipping over the boat." He laughed, but soon became quiet. They both were talking in past tense, now he wandered about her dad. But wouldn't dare to ask.

EMILY: Emily smiled, liking his reaction a lot. Her feet playfully kicked against his in a slow rhythmic fashion. "You might be able to persuade me to put a toolbelt on without the rusty pipe," she allowed with a grin. Her ears caught how they had both spoken about their father's in the past tense. "Never got to go for Cat Fish, we did a lot of bass and perch, always threw them back though." Silence reigned between them for a moment, and then Emily decided to take the first plunge into murky waters. "I was eleven when the fishing trips stopped." The insinuation was clear.

NEV:     Now they were playing footsie, a low childish snicker sounding from him as they did so. He tried to keep his focus on the water, and there poles but it was hard to. Though as they talked about what seemed a heavy topic for the both, Nev couldn't steer his gaze towards her. So he kept it glued out on the glistening water, "We caught bass, carpi, trout. We would keep a few, clean them and freeze them and then at the end of the summer have a fish fry." Eyes wandered around, trying to pin point anyway swimming about. But he lowered his head slightly, "Eight.. I was eight."

EMILY: Her free hand came out to rest against Nev's squeezing gently. "Are you close with your mom?" She thought of how she wouldn't have made it through without her mother, the two of them rocks for each other, the only support that existed. "It was just me and my mom for a long time. I...think we leaned on each other a bit too much...she's really upset I moved out here. It's the farthest I've ever been...she thinks I abandoned her."

NEV:     "Close... I'm not sure if I would say that. We depended on each other sure... but we were never really close. I mean, she never looked at me the same after my father left. She stopped calling me by my real name, and.. I guess I don't know, I feel like she blamed me for what had happened, like I was some sort of burden and she had no choice but to take me along. We moved to LA, she was hardly ever home, busy with back to back jobs, but when she wash home, she always drank. I always had to fend for myself, which most of the time it was snack food, that was when she went to the store. The reason I dropped out of school.. was because my father reappeared out of no where, my mom never knew about it, still doesn't know. But just one day, after school there he was. Apparently he had been watching me for awhile, but got the courage all of the sudden. I ignored him for weeks, yet it seem like almost everyday there he was. At first, I thought I was going crazy, that it was all in my head. Until one day he approached me, I snapped. Told him off, until the next day he showed up at the apartment. Luckily my mom wasn't home, and then that's when I told him, to pretty much fuck off. Those few weeks, and after that, my grades just plummeted and it was close to the end of the school year. My teachers told me if I didn't pick my act up I would fail the whole grade... so I dropped out. And I left after that, just drove around, I found a lot of camping sights during then, lived out of my car. I couldn't bare to see my mom, have her look at my like a failure or look at me even more as a failure than I already was.... " Nev stopped, his mouth seemed to be wired and he had no control over it. But all the words just slipped out, and now there were out there and she knew.

EMILY: Emily sucked in a breath. To be so disappointed at such a young age...and to have no one to support you. How Nev could have come out of that...still so kind and loving...she felt baffled by it. Because Emily felt angry and jaded all the time, when she saw happy children with their fathers, when she heard people talk about love and commitment. All that had ever gotten her was pain. She didn't tell Nev that she was sorry for what he'd been through, that was most obviously implied in the way her head came to rest against his shoulder. "I think...you're really brave. You find a way to survive a horrible situation that no one should have. And...and if you feel lost...you should remember that the road you've wandered down is a lot better than the roads others might have taken. You're kind...you have dreams that involve helping animals...you...listen and you care about what other people are saying. You took all the emptiness that was given to you...and you turned it into something more. That's...the closest thing to real magic there is, Nev. You should give yourself credit for that."

NEV:     A arm wrapped around her shoulder, bringing the female even closer. It was nice feeling the comfort, having her there. Sitting there listening to Emily, no one had ever or offered their ear for him. Yet he never expected that sort of reply, but he was grateful for it. Truly grateful, the male had to bring his gaze away from her. His eyes becoming wet, why was there the sudden urge to cry. But as he swallowed the lump in his throat, eyes closing as he pressed lips into the top of her head. "Thank you..." Was all he mumbled, just a simple and honest thank you.

EMILY: Part of her wanted to give something back to him, but the whole truth was...too big...too frightening. She'd only just met Nev and she didn't want to burden him with such a heavy piece of herself. But maybe a smidgeon of the truth, a little detail. Something real, more than she usually said to anyone else. "My...my father died," she said softly, voice thickening. "More than that he...took his life. Years of therapy and I'm still not really...over that knowledge. That he voluntarily took himself away, that he thought my mother and I meant so little that he had nothing to live for." She felt the sharp sting in her nose that signaled impending tears, wiping hastily at her eyes. "Feeling abandoned...in any capacity, it's the worst feeling." And in that moment she felt more than just affection or attraction to Nev, she felt a sort of kindredship. They had been through similar things, had pains that were cousins.

NEV:     An arm tightened around him, "I'm sorry, that must have been a horrible thing to go through." Softening his eyes, he pulled away at the slightest. So he could look at her, his own thumb wiping along her cheeks just under her eyes. He hated to tell her, that he wished his own father was better of dead, so he kept it to himself. Now his eyes closed again, lips pressed to the middle of her forehead just between her two eyebrows. He was lost for words, what was he supposed to say then other he was sorry for her loss. But the kiss just assured her, a comfort.

EMILY: She leaned against him, and normally she wasn't good at letting people try to comfort her. But Nev felt so familiar, and he said just enough, not pressing, not asking for more than what she chose to give. Her eyes closed at the kiss to her forehead. "I'm sorry for yours too. Even though he's still alive...you lost the person he was supposed to be for you, the role he should have had in your life." Emily wasn't sure how to segue from the subject, but suddenly there was a sharp tugging on her pole. "Oh...oh I've either got a fish or a very feisty tire!"

NEV:      He pressed one last kiss to her forehead, before his attention turned to her pole. "Well go on... get it before it escapes. Feisty tire or not." Nev urged her one, reaching for her pole to bring it towards her. Soon enough the end of his pole started tugging along, he groaned quickly snatching it forward. There he pulled back on the pull, slowly easing the line in. Every few seconds he pulled back on the reel, tiring the fish out. His eyes peeked at the female, to see how she was doing.

EMILY: The sucker put up a fight. There was one moment where she thought he'd tugged free of the line, but the blonde rose to her feet, reeling the line in with finesse. Eventually she had a wriggling fish swinging in front of her, a decent size, a trout if she was identifying it correctly. "How you doing bear gryllis?" she called, looking over at Nev.

NEV:      He had dropped his pulled and had grabbed the line instead, after tiring the fish out. Now he was in the murky part of the water, kneeling down as the fish swam gently beneath his hand. With one quick motion he slipped the hook out of its mouth. Freeing it, before Nev removed his hands all at once. Watching it slowly swim away, "it was too small." Nev called behind him, before turning and climbing back out of the water.

EMILY: "This one is not too small and it is very angry at me," Emily called, staring at the fish helplessly, her body orienting away from it. "Come and get it!" Because the idea of putting her hand on the squirming fish made her insides squirm.

NEV:     Hustling back towards her, grabbing the hook as he fished it free from its mouth. "Wanna kiss it?" Nev teased holding the fish in her direction.

EMILY:  Emily let out a squeal, jerking backwards, attempting to swat at Nev without touch the fit. "Ew ew no...I am going to make you pay for that later!"

NEV:      He chuckled, before placing the fish inside the net. "Well... our first catch of the day. Do you want to try again?" The male question wiping his hands on the sides of his jeans. "I'll smell like fish for the rest of the day.. what are you going to do with me then?"

EMILY:  Emily nodded, holding her hook out for more bait. "Yeah...I wanna try again." She didn't care that much about the fishing itself, but she liked the quiet lapping of the lake, and doing something with Nev. At his query she tapped a finger against her chin. "Hmm, I'm sure I can think of something. I could always throw you in the lake, see if that washes off the smell."

NEV:     rabbing for another worm, he took the hook and secured the wriggling worm. This time he just wanted to sit back and watch her, he rolled his eyes chuckling at the softest. While she fished the male looked around at the shoreline for a decent pebble to skip along the water, when he found the flattest and smoothing one. He pick it up before giving it a quick and hard toss, watching it skip once, twice and a third time before sinking into the water.

EMILY: Casting again, Emily watched with envy as he skipped a pebble against the surface of the water. "I'm so jealous, I never got the hang of that. I also can't whistle, and I have never been able to blow a bubble gum bubble."

NEV:     There he looked over his shoulder back towards her, a goofy grin placed on his expression. "I'll teach you... Luck of the draw." He commented, making his way back towards the blonde. Plopping a seat right next to her, there gently he placed a kiss right on her shoulder, dark eyes peeking up at her.

EMILY: As he sat next to her, Emily leaned back till she was pressed against his chest, grip on her pole slackening as she forgot all about it and let her nose nuzzle against his jaw. "You're a pretty good teacher," she commented.

NEV:      A firm arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her even closer. Nev caught her lips in a kiss, a sweet one at first before deepening it. Fingers gripping her chin gently, as lips parted a tongue grazing over her own lips. "Very good teacher."

EMILY: His lips had a way of catching her instantly, rendering her completely useless at thinking of anything else. She imagined she could kiss him for ages and not get sick of the way it made her feel. Kisses had always just been a buildup to sex for her before, but now it felt like a separate entity. Emily let out a husky sigh as Nev's tongue grazed her lips, her own parting in response. "I meant when you taught me to catch fish with my bare hands...but you successfully made that sound very dirty," she murmured, her free hand covering Nev's where it rested upon her chin.

NEV:     A few more kisses were placed along her lips, one last placed just at the corner before he pulled away. Smiling at her, "Well, after you catch another fish. I'll teach you how to skip some rocks. And perhaps after... take a bath in the lake." The male waggles his brows, "Just so I don't smell so fishy, but we can do that after I clean the fish. Which reminds me, do you want to stay another night? There's plenty of food, and I did bring some beer and water."

EMILY: Emily grinned, liking the idea of learning another new thing, hopefully after the high of catching another fish. Her eyebrow raised at his question, and her answer was immediate. "Yes." She liked having the man all to herself, being able to focus solely on him and the strange new thing that he made her feel, not having to worry about how to fit this...nameless spark into her busy schedule back in the city. "I'll have to call my assistant but I don't have any other events planned until Tuesday, so I could definitely stay another night."

NEV:     The male sucked in another breath, almost jerking his hand away. "A little more like a lot." Nev conjured, but soon became still. Watching Emily closely as she worked on his hand, "Thank you... Much better. You suppose I'll turn into a fish now." He joked, examining the Bandaid on his hand.

EMILY:  "Oh yes, absolutely," Emily teased, raising her eyebrows with mock sincerity. "You are doomed to a future of being a mutated half man-half fish. But maybe you can turn it into a superpower, fishman to the rescue!"

NEV:     "Or I can be like aqua man!" Nev stood tall, hands balling into fists as they were placed at his side in a heroic pose. Soon after he chuckled, shaking his head. "Alright, that's fish number two. Do you want to go for number three or would you rather learn the ancient ways of skipping rocks?"

EMILY: Emily's hand covered her mouth and she let out a giggle at Nev's pose. Looking at the net, she gave a firm nod. "One fish for you, one fish for me. I think we're good. Mr. Miyagi me on the ways of the rock skipping."

NEV:     There he held out his hand, offering her to take it and pull her away from the large rock she was perched upon. When she did, Nev tugged the female into her arms, catching her in the small fall. "Well... Hello there." He quirked, pecking a small kiss at the tip of her nose. Before turning and walking to the edge of the water. "You need a medium sized pebble. One that's smoothed and flat."

EMILY: The way he pulled her towards him made Emily grin, cheeks heating up as he placed a kiss at the tip of her nose. Paying attention to his words, she followed to the edge of the water, bending down to sift through the available pebbles. "Is this one good?" she asked, returning to him with an option between her fingers.

NEV:     Nev squinted in the sun light, narrowing his eyes as he studied the rock. "That's perfect. -- Alright, now you don't want to face the water, you want to turn your side to it. So whatever your dominant arm is, or throwing arm. That is the arm, and you want that arm on the opposite side of the water. And it's like you're throwing under hand, but you want to just give a quick flick of your wrist, just a smooth shot, don't toss it up or down, just straight out."

 EMILY:  Orienting herself the way he'd directed, she looked to Nev for confirmation that her posture was good. When he nodded, she gripped the pebble in her hand, trying to pick a place of focus out on the water. Her wrist flicking was not as smooth as Nev's, but the pebble managed to give one hearty bounce before it sank beneath the water. "Alright...okay, I could have done worse on my first try."

NEV:      Nev took up behind her, handing her another worth pebble. Hands slid down her waist, down her thighs and to her knees. Bend your knees, just a little, kind like, you're playing golf. And when you toss the pebble, bring your hips with it. So... " Large hands place on either side of her hips, your right hit will turn with your throw."

EMILY: She sucked in a breath, highly distracted by the touch of his hands, but she bent her knees, tried to bring her hips with her as she tossed the next pebble. And this time it skipped three times, which made her pump her fist into the air and jump up excitedly. "Ha, I did it!"

NEV: He chuckled, "See.. I knew you could do it. Which just a little help and encouragement. You did it after all. " Nev gleamed with a smile, a hand ruffling her blonde hair.  

EMILY: With a grin as he ruffled her hair, the blonde rose up onto her toes, arms around Nev's neck, peppering playful kisses against his lips. "Are you hungry? Should we take the fish back to camp and work on getting them cleaned and cooked?"

NEV:     A hand smoothed along the curve of her side, massaging into sleek fabric that covered her skin. There he smiled into the kiss, returning each butterfly kiss she gave him. "That sounds good to me, time to get even more stinky." The male teased, nipping along jaw, again making growling sounds.

EMILY:            The nips along her jaw made Emily's arms tighten, a husky laugh brushing past her lips and against Nev's neck. "If you're turning into a fishman then you need to make fish noises and not bear." Reluctantly pulling away, she grabbed the fishing pole and the bait, nodding towards the net. "You get the fish, I got everything else."

 NEV: There he sucked in his cheeks, so his lips suckered together like a fish. Before placing hands on the sides of his cheeks, like small fins. The male chuckled, grabbing the net, the fish barely flopping around.

EMILY: "Oh you're so lucky my hands are full and I can't whip out my phone and capture that beautiful moment," Emily teased with a grin. They began the trek back to camp, the path feeling familiar to the blonde now, as if she'd been out here for weeks and not a day. They settled back near the firepit, and Emily looked at the pretty-much-already-dead​ fish, rubbing her palms together with determination. "Alright, I'm ready to get smelly too."

NEV:     He chuckled, shuffling back over to his care. Gathering a cutting board and some flaying knifes. Walking back, he gathered towards old picnic table, one that was almost capable of collapsing. Placing the cutting board on the table, "Alright which fish do you want?"

EMILY:  "Look at you all professional with the big fancy knives," Emily teased, joining him at the picnic table. "I want the first one I caught, the smaller one."

NEV:     "Alright." He grabbed the fish slapping it on the board, quickly taking the blunt of the knife and smacking it against the fishes head. Making sure it was dead. "Do you want me to show you how first on this side, or talk you through it."

EMILY: "I do better with watching, visual learner and all that," she murmured, coming to stand close by, eyes carefully surveying Nev's movements.

NEV:      A hand smoothing down along the fish, before taking it and turning the fish around so it's top fin was facing towards them. Taking the knife, grabbing the small fin just behind the gills, making a long slit from the end of its body and up before taking the knife, the top of the fish, cutting down along until reaching the tail. Grabbing the piece of flesh, pulling it up, before cutting that piece off and setting it off to the side. -- Do you want to grab a bottle of water? There should be some in the cooler. We'll use that to clean the pieces off."

EMILY: Nev moved with careful precision, and Emily had the strangest notion that he could have made a really good surgeon with that steady hand. She was so busy watching, that it took her a moment to realize he'd asked her for something. "Oh, right.." She jogged over to the cooler, grabbing a bottle of water and coming back. "Man you make everything look so easy."

NEV:      He chuckled, he hesitated a moment before reaching for the piece again, sliding the knife down along the bottom, before removing the skin of the fish. Alright... That's it, easy as cake. You want to try the other side? " Nev asked as he flipped the fish over, handing her the falaying knife before getting busy with the catfish.

EMILY:  Emily took a breath, wrapping her fingers along the knife. Her movements were slow, as she carefully tried to reproduce Nev's results. And he was right, it wasn't as hard as she'd expected it to be.

NEV:      He nodded, eyes the female every few seconds. "Good... That's good. It took him only a few minutes before finishing with his. Once he was done, the took the water bottle, cleaning his hands off before using the water to clean the pieces of cleaned fish.

EMILY: Understandably she was slower than Nev. It was a solid minute before she too was reaching for the water bottle to clean off the pieces of fish. "They say when you catch, prep, and cook your own meal it tastes a thousand times better than when someone else does it for you," she murmured thoughtfully. "Is that true, in your opinion?"

NEV:      "Like a home cooked meal? I think so... maybe because I think it's made with love. Or at least that's what my grandma always would say. I made it with love." He chuckle before disappearing towards the car, the male pretty much kept a small trunk full of camping supplies. There he found a iron skillet, and a bottle of cooking oil.

EMILY: "My grandma said that too, I think all grandma's are predisposed to saying that," Emily said, with a grin so wide it made the corners of her eyes crinkle. "Do you want to cook the fish separately or should we chop them up and have a mix n match stir fry we can share?"

NEV:     Nev gazed up at the female, just a honest gaze. Watching her grin, it made him smile just as equally. God, she was beautiful and that smile, it did things to him that he wasn't even away of yet. And here he was unable to take his eyes off of her, snapping out of the trance. he finally spoke. "Mix in Match... Yes, that would be good."

EMILY: “Okay good," she said, not missing the way he'd started at her, his gaze making her insides flutter. Nev held the pan while she swept the chopped up pieces into it, and then they settled by the fire pit. "I feel like I need to get you an apron that says "Kiss the cook", she commented with a grin.

NEV:      "Oh! I wouldn't have a problem at all with that." Nev pouring the cooking oil into the pan, before seasoning the fish with some salt and pepper. Finding a wooden spoon to stir the fish with, "Mn... it smells good already. Though I do recommend them to be breaded and fried, that's always great."

EMILY: Emily inhaled, listening to the crackle of the cooking oil in the pan. "It sure does." With a laugh she raised an eyebrow. "You didn't bring breading with you, did you?"

NEV:     "Sadly, no. And we would need a deep fat fryer." He shrugged, flipping the pieces of meet over. "Ah, Here -- " He handed the spoon towards her before rushing towards the truck, grabbing two plates, forks and a few beers.

EMILY: Taking the spoon, she continued to stir the fish until Nev returned with the necessary resources. "Your truck is like Mary Poppins carpet bag, it has everything in there. I feel like you might pull out a pony next."

NEV:     he male busted with laughter, bellowing as it shook his chest. Shaking his head, floppy locks following in pursuit. "A spoon full of sugar makes the medicine go down..." He chanted, plopping down on a large log, one they were seat at the night before. Popping the tab on one of the beers, he took a couple of long swallows. Before tongue traveled along his lips, catching any drips.

EMILY: "I still remember that entire song by heart," Emily mused with a grin. Using the spoon she plated the fish on plates for her and Nev, setting the pan down, taking a sip from the water bottle she'd grabbed. "Not a fan of beer," she said softly, when he offered her one. "Could never grow fond of the taste. I like my liquor sweet."

NEV:     He cocked a brow, before pushing up quickly, setting his plate down as he disappear back to his truck. Before coming back with a small bottle of wine, "Will this do?"

EMILY: She watched him with curiosity, surprise on her face when he returned with the wine. Emily reached for it, fingers brushing against his. "I think I might have to keep you," she teased with a grin. "You're spoiling me way too much."

NEV:      "I like wine as well. I like to switch it up once in awhile. Though... no cups sorry." He returned to his spot, picking up the plop before tossing a few pieces of fish into his mouth. "Mn.... it's good. Really good."

EMILY: "I think I can manage without cups," Emily said with a grin. She took a bite of fish, letting out a satisfied sound as she enjoyed the burst of flavor. "It's fantastic," she murmured, opening the wine and taking a swig, a bit of red trailing from the corner of her mouth.

NEV:     There fingers gripped her chin slightly, leaning in as his tongue flicked out slightly grazing her mouth as he gathered the sweet substance. Pulling away he grinned, "Almost as tasty as you."

EMILY: She sucked in a breath, eyes darkening. "You are wicked, and highly distracting," she murmured, stabbing at another piece of fish, resolute that she was not going to let him make her mushy before they'd finished eating. But later, when they bathed in the lake, then she might have to punish him for his teasing

NEV:     All he did was shrug, shoving another few pieces of the fish in his mouth, before it was followed down by a swig of beer. The sun started to peek through the top of the trees, Nev closed his eyes soaking in the rays.

EMILY:  Emily took her time emptying her plate, and a silence came between the pair. It wasn't bad, not the heavy silence of words not said, but a peaceful and comfortable silence that said they were okay just existing next to each other. Emily had drained just enough of the win to leave her veins humming pleasantly, watching the sky become stained with the colors of sunset. Tiny stars began to peek out at them, and she found herself breaking the silence suddenly. "What's you favorite constellation?"

NEV:     "Favorite constellation. Uh.. I'll have to say Draco. What about you?" He finished off his beer, head turning to gaze at the female. Reaching out to brush a few strands of hair behind her ear.

EMILY: She leaned against him the minute his fingers brushed through her hair. His touch always resulted in her craving more, it seemed. Glancing up at the sky she let out a hum. "I really only know the big dipper and the little dipper."

NEV:      "When it gets darker, I'll point out more of the constellations. I'll point out draco, Orion, Canis Major." He paused, squinting to see the stars that were out now. "There.... That's Venus." He pointed to the far right, "And over there, Jupiter." Now he pointed to the far left, the few starts that were becoming visible.

EMILY: "They all have stories to them, don't they? The constellations. Aren't a lot of them Greek myths?" She squinted upwards, trying to see what he did in the night sky. With a sudden grin, she turned her head, sniffing delicately at his neck. "You smelly fishy," she teased.

NEV:      "Mhm... Orion, for example, was a great hunter. But, each constellation, has a different meaning to each culture. Draco, is dragon, " A brow furrowed, as he squirmed away from her slightly. "I'm a fish boy... remember. I'm going to smell fishy forever.. no matter how much you scrub on me."

EMILY: "I think I remember something about a star on Orion's belt. And um...the north star, that's in one of the dippers, right?" Emily bit her lower lip and tilted her head, expression growing playfully sober. "Oh, well in that cause I guess I don't need to scrub you thoroughly in the lake like I'd planned."

NEV:     "Yes, the small dipper. It's right at the end of the handle." Nev scoffed, shaking his head. "I was hoping you would say something line, 'we'll see about that, once I have my way with you.' or something like that."

EMILY:  Emily grinned at Nev's scoff. "More fun to tease you and make you think I'm not going to have my way with you," she admitted with a wink. Her lips lingered against his ear, tugging gently on the lobe. "But don't worry, I definitely am."

NEV:      He shuddered, a sting of pleasure crawling up his spine. He was ready, ready for a bath. "Alright... Bath time" Nev pushed to his feet, jogging to the tent, making sure to grab the towels they had used the day before. Though were just a bit damp, now he searched for a bottle of soap. Just a simple bottle of all purpose soap. Before he started his way back towards her.

EMILY: She bit her lip at his eagerness, the sentiment most definitely reciprocated. When Nev returned with the soap and the towels, she looped an arm through his, feet automatically pulling her towards the path that would lead them to the lake. The buzz of the wine and the effects of his company had Emily buzzing with pleasantness, her body feeling light and her head clear of any shadowy thoughts. Crickets and frogs, other nighttime sounds, greeted them when they reached the lake. Emily wasted no time, finding their rock and swiftly stripping down, tiptoeing her way into the water until she was waist deep.

NEV:     Dropping the towels, he quickly skirted off his shorts, and briefs. Along with his shirt as it was tossing somewhere along the rock, tucking the bottle of shampoo just under his arm. Nev sprawled after the female, only slowing as he came closer to her. Eyes taking in the sight of her under the waters reflection and the moon light.

EMILY:  "Gimme, please," Emily ordered softly, hands reaching out to take the soap from Nev. She applied an ample amount, rubbing it between her fingers, stepping forward and beginning to run the suds through his hair.

NEV:     He leaned down slightly, so it would be easier for her to wash his hair. All he did was chuckle most the time as she massaged her fingers through his hair, while she did so. Nev brought his lips to her chest, peppering kisses there.

EMILY: Her fingers slowed for a moment at the first touch of Nev's lips against her chest. When she was satisfied with the soap in his hair she trailed her hands down his back, massaging in small circles as she went, fingers playfully gripping his ass when she reached it.

NEV:      Brows perked, "Getting a little handsy are we." The male mumbled against her chest, eyes closing. Enjoying the soothing touch she left against his skin, it tingled yet burned in a way. Heating his body rather quickly.

EMILY:  "I'm just being thorough," she shot back huskily. Pulling his head up, she placed a kiss on his lips, before moving her hands to his front. First she trailed her lips against his skin, and then she would follow behind with her soapy hands, trailing her way across his chest and then to his waist.

NEV:      He sighed against her lips, eyes still closed as he was blissed by her touch. Sucking in breath, as Emily's hands crept down and down, a soft groan faded from his lips. There he almost lost his balance, tumbling back into the water, it seemed. Nev's mind was spinning with ecstasy, with lust.

EMILY: She let out a giggle as Nev almost lost his balance, pushing back up his body because her lips would not travel under the water where her hand was going. Fingers dipped past his navel, along the soft tuft of hair, then gently gripped his cock, stroking slowly, with pressure applied to the tip, her other hand dipping down to massage his balls.

NEV:     Head tilted back, eyes just slitting as he started up at the night sky. "Fuck." The words were long and drawing from his lips, already feeling himself harden in the female had. Starting to pulse at her swift motions, "Jesus.." Nev muttered, when another hand was joined in.

EMILY: His sounds were addictive, and for the moment Emily wanted to focus purely on the man, on learning his body, on drawing his pleasure out and making him lose himself in her hand. She'd purposefully left his neck soapless, and her lips worked their way up that curve, nipping at his jawline and then finding his mouth. She experimented, twisted her wrist on the upstroke. "Tell me what it feels like," she murmured heatedly, "to have my hands on you."

NEV:     The rate she was going, Nev was already on the edge of releasing his load. Quivering with pleasure, another groan sounding from him. "Emily..." He groaned again and almost gasped when he felt the twist in her wrist, "Amazing... fucking amazing." Nev paused, lips parted in a audible moan. "Like... feels... luscious, rich, blissful... just.. " The male bucked his hips slightly.

EMILY: Her own breathing quickened with arousal, lips claiming his hard when he finished speaking. It turned her on, the rough tenor to his voice, the way it trembled and he groaned out inbetween words. She felt powerful, knowing she drove him to that place. Her hands quickened against him, faster, pressure increasing. "God you're so fucking sexy," she murmured against his lips, nipping at the lower one. She wanted him trembling, wanted his release to be a choked moan.

NEV:      It was hard for his knees not to buckle under him, lips pulled into a smirk. "I could say the same to you," Nev croaked in-between sufficient groans. All together his balls started to tingle, seconds before her hands were there massaging them. As his cock pulsed, and throbbed beneath her touch, the faster and more pressed she wrenched on him. A moan muffled past his lips, a long choked one, that shook him with a wide pleasure and there he came into her hand, into the water.

EMILY: She could feel him tense, knew when he was close. And Emily let out a soft whimper with him as he pulsed and came into her hand, making a small cloud in the water, his body trembling. Her hand slowed as she worked him through the climax, and then she ran her hands back up his body, soothing him with soft kisses. "Nice and clean?" she teased. "Good bath?"

NEV:     "Jesus... Fuck, Emily" Nev placed against her lips, he didn't care about taking gods name in vain. Even though he had done it multiple times in just the past two days already. Slowly he nodded, coming down from his high as he smiled against her lips. "Mmnn.... Real good. Best bath I ever had."

EMILY: Pride swelled inside of her, her head nuzzled against his jawline. "Mmm, definitely way more fun playing with you during bathtime than the rubber ducky I had when I was little," she said with a grin. Collecting water in her hand, she gently released it against his head, letting the suds wash away from his form and into the water around them.

NEV:     "God... I find that really hot and a huge turn on at the moment." Nev chuckled, quickly squeezing his eyes shut. Coughing slightly through the water before hands were brought up to wash away the water that caught in his eyes.

EMILY:  She smoothed back strands of hair that had pressed to his forehead, brushing against his frame with her hands to make sure she'd gotten rid of all the soap. "The one downside of the loft I have now is that it only has a shower, no bathtub."

NEV:     "Oh... The sad thing about my apartment is... that I have a bathtub, though I never really use it. It's one of those that also as a shower head as well. My apartment is pretty old, claw foot tub and just one of those really large shower heads. It's nice.. so I guess if you want to borrow my bathtub sometime... you can."

EMILY: Emily grinned. "Oh I'm definitely going to borrow your bathtub, and you, frequently. Need someone to get my back for me, after all. Plus I absolutely love vintage. My place in New York had a clawfoot tub."

NEV:     Eh, I could care less how it is. My apartment is small, enough for me and my cat. I guess, I shouldn't mention the delicate trim work there is in there either." Nev teased, slightly. Before stopping and glancing around, "Uh... where is the soap bottle."

EMILY: "Delicate trimwork, stop, you're gonna give me a vintage design boner," she answered, with a playful slap against his chest. And then she frowned, looking around, having completely forgotten a soap bottle had ever existed. "Oh shit...wait, I see it over here." Wading through the water, she found the bottle floating out where the water reached her neck. Dipping below the surface, she swam back to Nev, rising triumphantly with the bottle in her hand.

NEV:     "You'll just have to stop by and see it for yourself. But don't be taken too back, by the sight of it. My mom gets embarrassed by it, though she's only seen it once or twice since I've lived there." The males place was too small, just a bathroom, another small room for his bed, but was taken up by shelves for his books, and then one living area or kitchen, they were both combined in one. With that he barely even had a kitchen, no oven, or stove top. Just an electric burner, one that you could plug in, a mini fridge, microwave and a sink. That was what consisted of his home. He chuckled taking the soap, squeezing a good amount into his palm before chucking the bottle back to shore in case it floated away again. "Turn around..." He motioned.

EMILY: "I don't care much about size. I like places that reflect the person. As long as it feels like you, I'll like it. I lived in New York after all, my first apartment didn't even have a bedroom, my mom and I slept on a mattress on the floor." Obediently Emily turned, glancing at Nev over her shoulder. "But if you could have any style of home you wanted, what would you want? I always wanted to eventually have a house with a wrap around porch."

NEV:     Hands rubbed into the top of her scalp, before brushing down into her hair, lathering the soap into her soft blonde locks. "Wrap around porch, I think I would want that too. My own library, a room just for all my books and perhaps in that room would be a grand piano. I don't need a big kitchen I cant cook. But a big yard, I'll want dogs and cats. One, like those old attics where there's so much spacious room, but also where you're able to go up out on the roof. So I can stare up at the stars."

EMILY: Her eyes closed as his hands ran through her hair, the soap and the pressure so soothing. "Mm, I want a library too. I always wanted one with big bay windows, and the bookshelves made of cherry wood, a nice rich stain." She could picture it in her head, Nev laying out in a big back yard, staring up at the sky with two dogs on either side of him. "I hope you get to have that one day, Nev."

NEV:      "Exactly, yes. And a window crook, like one of those window seats. So I can just sit there and read all day. " Hands now moved down the curved of her neck, to he shoulders were he messaged his hands into the tender skin.

EMILY: "Yes, that would be amazing," she murmured, head tilting to the side, her body relaxing beneath his touch. Brown eyes closed and a soft sigh exuded from her. "That feels nice."

NEV:      Now he pressed himself against her, cock still hard as it pressed to the middle of her back. Hands reached around to her front, finding her plump breast in his hands kneading them gently.

EMILY: She let out a soft gasp as he pressed against her, surprised by the stiffness of his cock, her body immediately responding to it. Her head tilted back against his chest, a low moan coming out of her as he worked her breasts, her ass brushing up against his erection as she moved.

NEV:     He smirked, sucking in a sharp breath teeth catching his lower tier. Eye closed slightly, lips pressing just to her temple. As his hands traced down the flat of her stomach, finding that spot between her legs.

EMILY: Her hand snaked behind her, curving against Nev's head, caressing the nape of his neck as she breathed out in time with the brushing of his fingers against her aching flesh. She didn't know what to put into words what he did to her. Emily had never been so easily aroused, had never wanted someone so frequently in such a short span of time. Lashes fluttered, her head falling back, legs parting to give him better access. "God, don't stop," she whimpered out.

NEV:      "How does it feel? How do I feel..." The male whispered, lips brushing just along her ear. Before he pressed a soft kiss right behind it, upon her neck. Hot breath casting out across her skin, while fingers pressed along her sleek folds. Feeling Emily give herself to him, the pad of his thumb pressed to her clit, massaging it in circular motions.

EMILY:  Emily gasped out, trying to find words, writhing beneath his touch, her free hand clenching his thigh when he found her clit. "It...feels like...aching, and sweet, heat...you feel...so good." Arching her head, the woman sought out Nev's mouth, moaning against it, legs trembling as the pressure built.

NEV:     Nestling the crook of her neck, eyes closing as he enjoyed every word and soft whimper that chirped from her lips. Seeming to make his cock, throb even more. Lips met hers, teeth grating her lower lip as he gave a playful tug on the tier. Fingers slipped inside her, feeling every inch of her walls enclosing around two simple fingers.

EMILY:  She was a mess of sensation, body bucking against the fingers that slipped inside of her, like Nev unlocked a surge of pleasure inside of her that had previously been locked up tight. She shuddered against him, head brushing restlessly against him. Her chest rose and fell swiftly, and the way she writhed had her constantly brushing up against his cock. "Fuck," she murmured with a soft cry, voice desperate. "Want you inside me."

NEV:      With just the few words she spoke, his hand slipped from her body. Only to grip her hips tightly, and turning the female in his direction. Before firm hands placed on her ass, hiking her up, making her legs wrap around his wait. The head of his cock, tease against her wet folds. "How bad..." Nev asked, an arm hooking around her the back of her midsection, feathering there bodies closer to together.

EMILY: Letting him turn her, eagerness eating away at her insides, Emily whimpered into the kiss, her arms around his neck and her legs twined around his waist. At his question she shifted, brushing against his cock, "So bad," she whispered shakily against his ear. "I want you so bad that it's an ache." Nipping at his neck, Emily let a hand drift between their bodies, positioning him at her entrance and then letting herself sink down to take him in. And the actual act, the up and down, the in and out, it was always the same, but it felt so different. In the water, with the night sounds around them, Emily shifted herself slowly, her forehead against Nev's, eyes open and greedily searching his, wanting to catch every flicker of pleasure.

NEV:     Letting him turn her, eagerness eating away at her insides, Emily whimpered into the kiss, her arms around his neck and her legs twined around his waist. At his question she shifted, brushing against his cock, "So bad," she whispered shakily against his ear. "I want you so bad that it's an ache." Nipping at his neck, Emily let a hand drift between their bodies, positioning him at her entrance and then letting herself sink down to take him in. And the actual act, the up and down, the in and out, it was always the same, but it felt so different. In the water, with the night sounds around them, Emily shifted herself slowly, her forehead against Nev's, eyes open and greedily searching his, wanting to catch every flicker of pleasure.

EMILY: Emily had never felt so out of control of herself. The need was wildfire inside of her, to feel him, taste him, hear him, to be as close to him as possible. Maybe she'd been alone too long, maybe the gap between her last intimate connection and this one had been too long and she was starving for touch. But maybe it was just Nev, the way those kind eyes turned feral when he was inside of her an addictive substance. And once they were connected, all her plans to tease and stretch things out seemed to go downhill, eaten away by the wild desire to consume and be consumed, for them to burn together out of control. Emily drove her hips against Nev with hard and needy intentions, fingers digging into his shoulders. "Shit," she ground out. "Why the fuck didn't I...jesus!...move to LA sooner?"

NEV:     A fingers grabbed her ass cheeks, pulling at the succulent flesh. Still lending a helping hand to guide her hips along him, hips pulsing along in a fluid motion. "Holy -- " Teeth clenched, feeling her fingers racking into his skin. A chuckle was able to rumble from his chest at her words. Yes, why hadn't she moved to LA even sooner. Nev bucked his hips more, hitting the back of her walls with each thrust, driving himself further inside her.

EMILY: Emily's breath came out uneven, punctuated by sharp gasps and loud moans as she drove herself onto him with more force, wanting him deeper. Teeth grazed down his neck, body trembling as she felt herself racing towards the edge. "Shit...I'm gonna...oh..." and then she was coming, pulsing around him, her teeth biting gently into his shoulders, just hard enough to leave a mark.

NEV:     All of the sudden her bundle of nerves, wrenched against him. Feeling his balls tighten, "Fuck -- " the male groaned rather loudly in quick breaths. Feeling his own orgasm following out with the female, and as he continued thrusting lasting out the rest of his climax. Fingers gripping into her ass, as he gave one last deep thrust.

EMILY: This one made mince meat out of her prior orgasms, her whole body shaking, aftershocks making her twitch against him as she sucked in choked breaths, murmuring out his name several times. Her legs felt like jelly as she released her hold on his waist, half falling against him because she was so spent. "Holy shit," she murmured, her head against his neck. "If you were a superhero I think great sex would be your superpower."

NEV:     Lips trailed soft pecks to her temple, as he caught her slightly. Chest slowly falling back into a soft pace, after he finally was able to catch his breath. Nev laughed at her remark, "Wow.. that'd be one hell of a super power."

EMILY:  Her insides felt like they were glowing, smile permanently stained on her face. "God you might have to piggy back me back to camp," she teased lightly. "You've rendered my legs utterly useless."

NEV:      "I don't mind. Hope on... " Nev turned, lowering slightly so the female was able to climb onto his back. A quirky smile exposed to his lips as he looked back at the female.

EMILY: She eyed him in surprise. "You are so sweet it's almost inhuman," she muttered softly, and then she gently hoped onto his back, legs and arms wrapping around him.

NEV:      Hands hooked around her thighs, hoisting her up as he treaded through the water and back to the shore line. There he set her down for the moment, just so they could collect their clothes and the towels.

EMILY: She felt no shame in still being naked, feeling so exhausted and comfortable in Nev's presence. When the clothes and towels were collected, Emily held out her hands. "Here load me up, that way you aren't a pack mule."

NEV:      He chuckled, but handing her own pile of clothes. Before he lowered again, allowing the female to hop on. When she did, Nev carried her the rest of the way, up the trail and back to the camp. By then it had gotten a little nippy, with the sun now set, and the stars and moon offering there only light. The male only made way by his eyes, once they had reached the camp, he set her back down. Before taking his own towel to finish drying off, taking the towel to his damp head.

EMILY: Emily sat with her knees pulled up to her chin, leaning forward and watching Nev move around, lips quirked upwards and stars in her eyes. The moonlight illuminated him, made him look ethereal and other worldly. Emily yawned suddenly, a wide drawn out motion that made her tilt her head back.

NEV:     With his head cocked, wet locks barely falling over his forehead, still dripping with water. "Tired?" He asked, before shifting on a pair of boxers. Kneeling down he grinned at the female.

EMILY: She gave a playful push to Nev's arm, though the action was halfhearted. "Yes...and I wonder how that happened," she teased, reaching out and affectionately ruffling his dampened locks.

NEV:     "Shall we clean up and go crawl into the tent? Warm up?" He leaned forward slowly, eyes still focusing on hers. As he softly pressed a kiss to her lips, "Come keep me warm." Was all he said before pushing off, gathering his belongings. Taking a quick glance around, making sure everything was put away before walking to the tent and tumbling inside.

EMILY: He didn't have to ask her twice, Emily dashed into the tent after him, dressed herself in just a pair of underwear, the nippy air making her burrow under the blankets and then reach for Nev, pulling him close. "You're actually warming me...you've been so warm this whole time."

NEV:      Eyes closed, an arm wrapping around her waist pulling her closer as he nuzzled his nose, into her full head of hair. "Mnn..." Was all he said, before he found himself nipping at her earlobe gently.

EMILY: Her own eyes closed, and she nestled close, breathing in the scent of him, wondering how she'd gone to bed alone every night for the past few months. It was nice, to be next to someone, to have arms wrapped around you. She let out a sigh as he nibbled on her earlobe, giggly lightly and capturing his lips with a soft kiss.

NEV:     There he smiled against the soft kiss, "It was a good idea to stay another night." He hummed against her lips, before tucking his face into the crook of her neck, nuzzling it slightly. As he inhaled, breathing her own scent in. Eye lids grew heavily, causing him to settling into the softness of the sleeping bag and slightly pull the blankets up even more.

EMILY: "Hmm," she agreed, too far gone to really form full sentences. Part of her was sad at the thought of leaving. She wanted to stay in this strange bubble with Nev, worried that it would pop when she was home, back in the "real world". But for now she felt safe nestled against Nev's chest, comforted by the sound of his breathing as her own started to slow down.

NEV:     As sleep slowly started to dawn on him, taking him away from the restless night. Feeling his mind sputter down, and limbs becoming useless. "Sweet dreams." Whispered against the nape of her neck, before Nev finally conked out. Drifting into the endless slumberland of dreams.