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"Well, I'm not too cold, but I suppose it would be good to find one at some point," Christien replied. "Excuse me for one moment," he said as he unwrapped his arms-- though certainly not without reluctancy-- from around her and then braved the storm to check the wreckage on the off chance that something that would fit him had survived. Blue check pattern caught his eye, recognising it as something he had in his own wardrobe, in a little pile of debris a little way from the plane. He held it up. Yes it was his. He slid it on and darted back to the shelter. He rolled the sleeves up, but couldn't be bothered with the buttons at that point and ran a hand back through his dampened hair.

 
"That looks nice on you." Elaina said thoughtfully, subconsciously now running her hand through Christien's wet hair, combing it through. She re-snuggled up to him, placing one leg over his so she could get a bit closer, almost on his lap now. She'd sure miss the feel of his skin on hers, but it was better that he was clothed now, as they had no clue what was on this island; whether it was poisonous plants or dangerous animals.

 
Christien smiled and replied with a, "Thank you," watching as she ran her fingers theough his hair; he particularly liked the feeling of that, for some reason. He wrapped his arms back around her now, having been waiting to see whether she minded that he was wet. Clearly the answer was no, and so he willing cuddled her closer.

 
"So," Elaina said, looking out at the rain, entranced by the delicate sound. "What shall we do? There are a few options I can think of; talk, play a word game, or make-out." She glanced at him mischeviously, "It's your decision."

 
"I'll speak for the both of us on this one.. Or rather, not speak at all, then," Christien said, his smile turning into more a smirk as he looked down at her and took her face in one of his hands. He leaned in and kiss her. He started this one off slow, to give it room to build passion and intensify.

 
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Elaina matched his pace, adding a bit more power by pressing herself against him a bit further, quite happy with his decision. She ran her tongue around the bottom of his lip.

 
Christien slowly built up the pace of his kissing her, pulling her against him tightly with his arm around her waist. He parted his lips when her tongue had finished making contact with his bottom lip, and did the same to her in return, then nibbled on it slightly before french kissing her.

 
Elaina slightly moaned against his lips than blushed at the sound; she hadn't intended to, but kissing him just felt so good. She pressed herself even further onto him, pushing him backwards.

 
She pushed him so far back that eventually he was fully pressed against the wall of rhe shelter, and she was in his lap. He smiled at the sound of her moaning; it pleased him to know he cold give her pleasure with something so simple as a kiss.

 
Elaina turned so she could stradle just above his waist, haklf because it was a more comfortable position. She pulled free of his lips to suck on his collar-bone, wanting to hear her effect on him as she had before.

 
Christien didn't react too violently at first. It was only as she found a more sensitive area that he made an audible reaction noise. He tilted his head back, leaning it against the wall, groaning and shivering at her contact with his skin.

 
Elaina smirked against his skin, now biting down distinctly harder. "Does that feel okay?" She whispered against his ear, trying to stiffle her giggles and act sexy, which was difficult because she wanted to laugh so badly.

 
Christien simply nodded, not really able to push a full sentence from his lips in any language. Eventually he managed to say, "Yes.. You can keep going." He was trying desperately hard-- but failing for the most part-- to not make too much noise, because it caused him to blush profusely.

 
Elaina laughed, sitting back a little to look him in the eye, her hazel eyes bright with excitement. "You know you don't have to stay so silent. It's not a crime to make noise." She pressed her open mouth against his, trying not to smile.

 
"You're right. I don't, and it's not," Christien murmured in reply, "but it's slightly embarrassing for me, Elaina." He managed to slip that in before her lips met his again. Still, he would have his chance soon enough to make her react to him, too.

 
Elaina pouted against his lips, "What is there to be embarrassed about, love? It's only me and you here. No one else can hear or will know." She said in hopes to make him more comfortable.

 
Christien saw her point. He didn't want her to think that it was the fact that he was groaning in front of her that embarrassed him. "I'm just not used to it, I guess.." he murmured, "but you are right, I shouldn't have any reason to be embarrassed.."

 
Elaina nodded, running her fingers through her own golden hair before embedding them in his hair once more. "I just, I guess I just don't want it to feel akward for you at all. I want you to, well, enjoy it."

 
"I know, and please don't think it's because I feel awkward around you," Christien reassured her. "And I do enjoy it, I promise." He paused for a moment and said, with a smile, "I'll prove it to you this time, okay?" and pulled her closer again.

 
Elaina nodded and let him draw her to him, flipping her hair over her shoulder so it wouldn't be in the way. "Okay," she murmured and waited for him to take the lead, barely pressing against him.

 
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