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Wow.. And it's horrible here.. I actually wore a scarf. In June! I mean, seriously.

I'd love it to be that hot.. Just not with sunburn.

"Okay, I can only see one solution to this, then," Christien said, making it sound like he was bored to death with the whole thing. He positioned himself with his support on his forearms and otherwise just laid on top of her, so that he wasn't too heavy for her. "Better?"

 
Haha I would love for it to be that cold! At least for, like, a few days. Just as a nice break.

Elaina smirked up at him, letting her eyes wander down to his lips, then further down his body, or the parts she could see since most parts were meshed with hers. "Actually, that's a lot better." She, very slowly, wrapped her legs around his waist and claimed that, 'she was just getting comfortable'.

 
Well, lets trade. I love the hot weather. ;]

"I like it better, too, actually," Christien replied with a small smirk, leaning down to kiss the tip of her nose delicately. He nodded at her last comment, enjoying it as much as she was. "Much more comfortable for me, too," he chuckled.

 
Yes! Cold weather is amazing. I don't know why you'd wanna give it up. Haha

Elaina tilted her head upward so that her lips were mere centimeters apart from his, pausing her movements after just letting hers brush his. "Is this more comfortable as well?" She purred while pressing herself as close to him as she could manage.

 
Because I was born in a hot country and therefore that is where I belong. I crave South African summers.

"Mmm, much, much better," Christien murmured in a low, almost seductive tone. Since she was trying to get closer, he let his weight press down her just a little bit more, without it hurting her still and therefore not being too much. He couldn't help but plant a slow, passionate kiss on her lips, for quite some time-- that was to say, until he needed to breathe.

 
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Haha well I was born in a cold state, therefore I miss actual winters. Haha

Elaina couldn't help but snicker when they'd both pulled away to breathe. "I thought so too." She wiggled underneath him slowly, teasingly, her legs still around his waist rather tightly. "Thanks for blocking the sun. I owe you." She added in a low voice, smiling mischeviously.

 
Well, fair enough, then :)

Back in a bit, shower time.

Christien tried not to show too much that even her slight movements were turning him on a little-- he put it down to how they were currently positioned. At her second comment he smiled slightly crookedly, leaning his head in a little closer to hers and murmured, "Hmm.. Maybe we'll talk about that later, when it's a little less hot."

 
Good morning (I assume it's morning since it's night here....Idk lol)

"Who needs talking?" Elaina let her lips graze his, barely touching. When she finally pressed them a tad more against his, she took the tempo painfully slow, looking forward to continuing teasing him. While she did this, she wiggled against him more, a bit rougher too.

 
Well, it was very early morning, by the looks of things.

And I was probably awake, I had a really freaky dream.

"Well, okay, scrap the talking, then," Christien snickered quitely. He actually both enjoyed and was frustrated by her teasing-- it was nice for a while. turning him on, but once he'd been well and truly switched on, he just wanted her to stop holding back.

 
Really? Me too! I woke up at 4:00 a.m. freaking out. Haha

Elaina smirked, pausing for a moment to look at him. "I'm sorry, would you like me to stop teasing?" She asked, coating her tone with fake worry, pulling away from his body almost completely, trying not to giggle.

 
Yup. I dreamed I was with my Mum and we tried to avoid walking past this suspicious looking guy by tailing off to the right a little. He obviously noticed and said something from behind our backs and then we glanced behind us and he was following us and tried to attack us. So I woke up and, well, you know what it's like, you're afraid of every noise and such. So I heard this creaking and someone walking across the hall. And then my door opened. I was petrified, and it turned out to be just perfect timing for my mum to decide that she was going to come in and see if my door was making a noise... -_-

"Just kiss me, please," Christien murmured, looking down at her almost longingly, having been teased so much.

 
Oh, that's terrible! I had been watching CSI before going to sleep so I was absolutely freaked out already, just cause I can't watch scary or creepy things before I sleep. So I had this creepy dream about some guy like tying a bunch of girls up (including me) and like keeping them as slaves. I know, super weird. And when I got up, someone had closed my door so it was pitch black.

"Fine, fine." Elaina said, her voice portraying annoyance; which, of course, she wasn't really, she just slightly enjoyed teasing Christien. She changed up her speed from gentle and slow, to fast and rough, pressing her open lips against his, pushing her tongue inside eagerly. She slipped one of her hands underneath his shirt, liking the feel of his warm skin against her cold fingers.

 
Interesting.. xD

Christien smiled with relief for a few moments before he parted his lips for them to start french kissing each other. On the contrary, he very much liked her cold fingers against him warmer skin. Like fire to ice, only less dramatic.

 
Yeah. I know o_O

Elaina moaned against his lips, causing her fingers to grip the side of his sides and even further tighten the lock that her legs had on his waist.

 
Ahh. I'll always remember the best dream ever. Adam Lambert asked me to be his guitar player. That was one heck of a dream xD

Christien responded with his own little noise of pleasure, are everything that she was doing-- her kissing, and the way in which she had a hold on him. One of his own hands found it's way to her hair, but he made sure that he still had enough strength to hold himself up so as not to crush her underneath him.

 
Haha, that sounds awesome. My best drems are always when I get to swim underwater and breathe. It's siicckk xD

Elaina felt him try not to fall and crush her, therefore she created a solution. Using her hands and her legs, she somehow managed to flip him so she could be on the top. Still stradling him, she cocked her head, looking down at him and asked 'is this better?'.

 
Niiice. But my other dream about me playing at a school concert, playing Stairway to Heaven, when suddenly Orianthi pops out to play the solo with me was better. I was convinced that one was real when I woke up, because I was actually supposed to do that pretty soon after that xD

"Yes, thank you," Christien breathed, struggling to get the words out, really, because of the intensity of the kiss and the emotion behind it.

 
Wow, you're dreams are so exciting. Lol

"Any time, babe." Elaina responded, struggling to act playful when she was so focused on Christien and their movements. She dipped down again, both of her hands now up his shirt and rubbing his chest while her lips grazed every spot on his neck possible.

 
I know =D

It was a combination of her hands on his chest and, unsurprisingly, her lips on his neck, that made him groan louder than he probably ever had done before in her presence-- or anyone else's, in fact. He said her name, for no apparent reason, just an instinctive reaction to how she was making him feel.

 
Mine are just crazy lol. And sometimes beyond scary ): Stupid over-active imagination.

Something just clicked when he said her name; perhaps it was the way he said it, or maybe just the effect it had on the moment, she didn't know. All she could now possibly think about was Christien and how much she absolutely loved him. She barely even flinched when a single rain-drop slid down the roof of the shelter and dripped onto her shoulder. "Christien," she whispered, hesitating a moment, "how far, well, I mean, if, when," she sighed, breathing out slowly before continuing, "before I, well, get caught up in the moment, just...when do I stop? Because, if it was up to me...I wouldn't. So I need your input." She didn't like having to pause and ask, but it was necessary.

 
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