A Room at the Arms Hotel, Monday Morning

[genesishero]

Last night had been... well... it had been fantastic. There had been twenty years of talking to catch up on. Twenty years, and for all that Evan and Sholeh might have gotten off to a tentative start, they'd made certain to make up for all of that time with a gusto

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[3girls_1core]

Kind of flaily? Oh honey. The morning was going to reach epic levels of flail heretofore unknown to either of them. It would be interesting to see how flailing interacted with extreme nakedness. Because there was going to be copious amounts of both, yes

[genesishero]

Well, it had been a nice sleep. Evan probably could have continued trying to battle the urge to wake up for another twenty minutes or so, but then there was flailing.

"Mnnnn," he protested, scrunching his nose and trying to ball up a little more against Sholeh's back. "Sleep'n... Whass... Ymmnf."

Yes. That was coherent. Evan scrunched his face up a little more, and then attempted, blearily, to unwind his arms from around Sholeh. It wasn't until his fingers brushed bare skin that very obviously wasn't his own simply by virtue of it being a breast that he yelped and woke up all the way, reeling his arms in entirely and clapping his hands over his eyes and sitting up. If his hands weren't otherwise occupied, he'd be flailing, too.

"OhGodSholehI'mSoSorryIDidn'tMeanTo--" And then incoherent noises, because last night, what he remembered of it, was full of a lot of things that he very much did mean to do.

[3girls_1core]

Lots and lots and by the Mother even more and last night Sholeh had felt like she'd died and gone to heaven and now she was just pretty sure she was going to die because lots.

It was probably for the best that Evan's hands were covering his eyes, because it gave Sholeh the chance to snatch the sheet and pull it up to her chin. Was it weird that she thought she could almost feel the imprint of his hand on her skin.

And, uhh, the imprint of other things in other places, because, yeah. Good morning.

"I--I--uh, I--" Nope. Coherence was for other people this morning, apparently. "I'm naked!"

Because maybe he hadn't noticed?

"And so are you!"

[genesishero]

"I'm not looking!" Because that totally solved the 'Evan is naked' problem, sure. "I swear, I'm not looking!"

Because, whether it was real or not, Evan was raised to be a gentleman.