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Elaina growled playfully and pulled away, now beginning to pad towards shore, moving her arm in careful circles. "Well, it's on now! Good luck, because, well, my arm's going to heal soon, and then the only thing stopping us will be you." She winked at him before making her way back to her clothes.

 
Christien blinked in slight surprise and smiled in amusement, seeming almost proud of her equal competitiveness. He made his way back to the shore and let the sun dry him out a bit before slipping back into his clothes, including his shirt now. "Ah so you know a man's mind well. Make use of their natural competitive spirit and then try and make them lose by depriving them of something that we, apparently think about every six seconds. I'm impressed."

 
"Thanks." Elaina smirked at him while slipping on her shirt, wringing out her hair and flipping it back to rest on her shoulders. She slinked over to a nearby palm-tree, making sure to swing her hips a little extra, before stopping and gazing up at the coconuts, contemplating how to get them down.

 
Christien watched her walk away until she'd stopped for a few seconds. He then decided two could play at that game and unbuttoned his shirt completely; so, basically, he hoped, something she would want to see, but didn't see enough of to be satisfied, and then proceeded over to another palm tree and got his own coconut, cracked it open, and took very obvious amused glances at her while he sat drinking from it beneath the tree, having climbed down.

 
Elaina just happened to glance back while he was opening his shirt a tad, admiring his sudden plan but then returning to her own game. She turned back around and stretched so her shirt slid up her stomach, exposing her mid-drift while she reached for a low-hanging coconut. Then, she bent over directly in front of him to smash it open on a large rock on the ground, sliding up slowly and taking a long drink out of the side.

 
The whole thing just got funnier as it went on to Christien, and he tried to make that side take over so that he didn't show any signs of weakness-- because, oh yes, there were weaknesses going on inside his mind the entire time-- and just chuckled, concentrating on drinking while reminding himself not to stare too much.

 
Elaina furrowed her brows at his laughter and decided to step it up, as, after all, she had to win. So she could torment Christien to amuse herself. She stationed herself in front of him, sitting down and holding her coconut directly before her mouth. Ever-so-slowly, she ran her tongue over the side and let out a little sigh of content, hoping for a little change in his expression.

 
Unfortunately for Christien, he'd almost laughed it all off now, so by the time she'd begun to step thing up, the weaknesses were getting him. He didn't even realise he'd watched her tongue the whole time until he choked on his coconut from concentrating on other things and thus coughed once.

 
Elaina tried not to giggle or say something; she simply bit her lip and sucked out the rest of the milk from the coconut before tossing it aside, running her thumb over her bottom lip to get rid of the excess before licking it off. "I'm sorry, did you need something?"

 
Christien took a moment to answer, so that, to her, he sounded sure of his words before he said them. "No, I'm fine, thank you," he replied, seemingly calmer now. His turn now. He ran a hand back through his hair, making it look attractively tousled, yet making the action look perfectly natural and not forced. He then stretched himself out a bit, and the sleeves of his shirt pulled up as a result, showing a bit more of his biceps. The movement also caused one side of his shirt to slide off a bit, exposing more of his chest and abdominal muscles.

 
Elaina's eyes involuntarily moved to stare at his chest and his arms, subconsciously biting her lip. Noticing her sudden weakness, she rolled her shoulders back and puffed her chest out, leaning down a tad so her shirt drifted downward. She let out a little, fake groan of pain and scrunched her facial features to look sad. "The muscles in my back are so tight. If only there was somebody to rub them for me."

 
"That's come along awfully sudden, darling," Christien replied, applying playful sympathy to his tone, though he had still caught himself looking at her earlier. He realised that what she was hinting at could work in his favour-- that was partly his excuse, anyway, for telling her to come over to him so he could massage her back and shoulders.

 
"I know," Elaina pouted, scootching over to sit in front of him. "It just hurts so bad, oh, and would it be easier without my shirt?" It was becoming even more difficult to remain serious so she just chomped on her lip and waited for his response.

 
I love this, it's hilarious xD

Christien sat her between his legs and then moved them so that they were just touching hers. He began to massage, very slowly, her shoulders from the base of her neck and continued as he leaned his head near to hers so when he whispered, his breath tickled her ear. "Well, that's up to you. If you think it'll feel better then I think I might be able to stretch that far. The advantage with their positioning now was that he could manage a small smile without her noticing, because he, too, was finding it difficult not to laugh.

 
Haha I know! xD

Elaina was struggling not to make any noises, because surprisingly, the massage felt better then she had planned for. "Well, as you can see, I'm not in a very good position to take it off, as well as I only have one hand. So, if you could so kindly remove my shirt. You know, if it's not too much trouble." She wiggled a tad backward, therefore pressing slightly against his front side, to "make it easier for him to take off her shirt".

 
Chrstien smirked slightly and found the hem of her shirt, pulling it off over her head, scolding himself for taking a quick glance before resuming his massage, taking it further down her back.

 
"Could you go lower?" Elaina pleaded softly, letting a soft moan errupt from her mouth and regretting it. But on second thought, she decided it was good since there was a possibility that it would help her win.

 
Christien nodded and slowly made his way down her back. "How low, exactly?" he asked her, trying to ignore the fact that her moan, though it was sign of weakness from her, admittedly turned him on a little.

 
"Hmm, how low do you want to go?" Her teasing made her tone low and hopefully sensual. She moved back even further, pressing now a bit more forcefully against his body without making it too hard for him too reach her back.

 
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