[log] Prometheus/Change'e
who; Change'e and Prometheus
what; first meeting, harmless fluff
where; school cafe and then the pizza place
when; like...sometime last week. Maybe 01-08-06
rating; PG-13; Theus has a potty mouth
warning; none, really. it's just reaaaally long and awkwardly fluffy
Prometheus: Chewing on the end of his pen, Theus puzzled over the picture in his Art History book. He was never going to get all these different painters and paintings memorized. How in the world the clone of the titan of knowledge was having difficulty with studying, he'd never know. That being the case, he decided he'd definitely have to get a tutor. Fed up with feeling inferior, Theus slammed his books together and threw them in his messenger bag. Standing up, his chair shot out from behind him and slammed into the table behind him where a beautiful quiet Asian girl sat.
"Oh my Jesus' dad!" Theus said. "I'm so sorry!"
Change'e: Flipping through her Chinese language book, jotting down a few answers in her notebook. Change'e had been liking the slight silence for studying but when a chair hit her table and she squeaked in surprised.
And after a moment she finally looked up and blinked. "It's okay," she murmured softly and blinked back down at what she had been doing and then back up at him and offered a small smile.
Prometheus: Theus was struck dumb the the sparkle in her eyes and the cuteness that emanated from her face with just one small smile. He nearly had to shake his head to remember to breathe. Duh, it's a girl moron. You remember girls. They're really pretty and turn you into mush. So say something so she doesn't think you're a total dumbass.
"Hi, I'm Prometheus. But everybody just calls me Theus. It's kind of a dumb nickname, but I wasn't real fond of Pro or Prome or whatever so Theus it is. I guess it could be Methe or Metheus or whatever, but I like Theus ok, although my full name is fine too, and I'll just stop babbling so you can tell me to go the fuck away weird guy." He hung his head down, a sheepish grin spreading across his face. Man, he really had to take a page from Eros' book and be a little smoother with women.
Change'e: Tilting her head slightly and leaning forward, cheek going to rest in the palm of her hand, Change'e just let out a small laugh. She thought it was kind of cute, actually. Especially the way he looked when he babbled and the way he acted when he was done? Very cute.
"I babble sometimes myself." Change'e let her smile grow a little as she sat up straight. "I'm Change'e, I don't think I have any nicknames or, if I do, I don't know any." A thoughtful look crossed her face before she shook her head a bit. "But, um, it's very nice to meet you, Theus."
Prometheus: His mind went blank watching her smile spread even further across her face. Wow. She was so pretty. Like a delicate sweetpea flower.
"I'd call you sweetpea because you are as beautiful and sweet as the sweetpea flower." Theus blushed a hundred shades of pink. Did he just say that out loud?
"It's nice to meet you too, Change'e. Please excuse my inability to think before I speak. And also, I'm really sorry about the chair. I'm just so frustrated about my Art History class. I'm the clone of the titan of knowledge and I'm actually having a hard time with something. I'm just soo...grrr...you know?"
Change'e: ...did he just compliment her? He did. It was a good thing she was Asian or else he'd actually be able to see just how red her cheeks were getting. "U-uhm..." Change'e had to clear her throat and scratch at her cheek, trying to think of something to say, but he beat her to it and she let him speak.
And she perked a bit when he mentioned Art History.
"Oh... You're in that class too?" ...stupid question. "Er, nevermind, ignore that. I mean, um, what're you having trouble with? I might be able to help." Nodding to the chair she made a motion for him to sit.
Prometheus: Fumbling the chair in his seemingly huge hands, he pulled one out and sat. He pulled out his Art History book and opened it to the page he'd nearly ripped out in frustration.
"See, these paintings here, I just don't know how to keep all these damn artists straight. All their paintings all look alike. Whoever thought impressionism was a good style to paint shit in should be shot."
He thrust his fingers through his hair, unintentionally tousling it.
His green eyes sparked with frustration at his homwork.
Change'e: "..." She bit down on her lower lip to stop from giggling at his frustration. "I know the feeling," she told him and leaned over, tapping her finger on one of the thumbnailed painting and added, "but you sort of need to kind of look at the style and the way the pictures are painted to actually understand and know which artist is which.
Like this is Monet's and that one," she tapped the one just near it, "is Renoir." There was a short pause and Change'e hmmed beneath her breath softly. "They're really not at all that similiar. One uses more vibrid colors and the other uses duller ones."
Prometheus: Theus stared at the page intently, trying hard to see the differences between the two and not succeeding, due to the intoxicating scent of Change'e. He didn't know if it was perfume or shampoo or what, but she smelled so good he forgot what he was doing. Man, I have got to get a grip here. She's a pretty girl, yeah, I get it. But she's also trying to help me. Focus, man, focus.
"I understand those two, kinda. I get that they have different tones and colors. But what about the rest? How do you keep them all straight?"
Theus turned to look at Change'e and as his eyes met hers, he could swear there was a thud in his chest as his heart just up and gave out on him. He couldn't understand how just one look at her made him nearly sweat bullets.
Change'e: "Well..." How did she get all the others straight, anyway? "I'd say... it's the style of how they paint." After all, she was just a Goddess of the Moon and sort of tended to grasp different brush strokes, colors, and ways of how an artist paints more easily then some. "...if you look closely enough at a painting you can sort of see that each painter has their own way of making a picture, you know, finished and complete and how they want it."
It was sort of stupid, but it worked for her. Change'e just had no idea if it would help him but at least it was actually her trying to be helpful...right?
With a shake of the head she looked up at him with a tilt her head and let out a small sigh. "I'm sorry if it won't help you I'm...I'm a really bad teacher when it comes to this stuff." And now she was looking sort of flustered and she looked down at the table with a sound from the back of her throat.
And the fact it was a guy she was trying to explain this stuff too? It sort of was a bit hard. Guys made her blush, even if they just walked on past her. She was just too shy for her own good.
Prometheus: Theus cocked his head to the side, confused about Change'e saying she was a bad teacher. "Now see, I don't think you're a bad teacher at all. I totally didn't even notice that Monet and Renoir used different tones and colors until you said something. And you're right. It is the style. I just get them mixed up."
Taking her hand in his, he absentmindedly traced geometrical proofs on it. "I suppose I need a shitload more help. Would you be interested in being my tutor? I can't offer much in the way of payment except for like, coffee or whatever. And like, if you need help in anything, we could like, trade or sumthin."
He shifted in his seat, and looked down at the table. Realizing he still held her hand, he nearly dropped it in shock. When did I grab her hand? Is she ok with me holding it? Oh my Jesus' dad, I hope she doesn't slap me.
Change'e: Everything that had just come from his mouth at that moment had been totally and completely ignored. The reason because her gaze was stuck on his hand holding hers. His hand. Holding hers. And tracing shapes on it. It was a little hard to tear her eyes away from it and she was nearing the state of out right flailing at it.
In her mind Change'e was just sort of brain dead, flailing brain that was halting everything. Her cheeks were burning and she looked surprised, a tiny sound of embarrassment bubbling from her throat as she shyly looked up at Theus and back down at their hands.
"...you're holding my hand." She sounded shy, embarrassed, meek.
Prometheus: He flushed bright red to his roots and let go of her hand. "I'm so sorry. I don't know what...I was just...OH JESUS' DAD PLEASE DON'T BE MAD AT ME! It's just, you're so nice to try and teach me and I didn't want you to think you were a bad teacher and your hand was just there and you smell good and you're so pretty and oh shit I can't shut up to save my life. I'm so sorry if I pissed you off."
Change'e: Blink. That was the only action she could actually do right at that moment. Blink and blink and blink. And stare. She was able to stare and blink at him with wide eyes of surprise.
Most of the time when a guy talked to her it was to try and flirt. And when someone flirted with her she fleed from the scene. But he wasn't flirting...at least she it really felt not like it...but he was saying too many nice things, which was good. She actually sort of liked that, much better than the dirty flirting guys did.
"You didn't upset me and I'm not mad at you," Change'e said softly and gave the best smile she could. "And, uhm, thank you I guess..." Really, she had no clue what to say.
Prometheus: Theus' whole body just kind of sank down into the chair in relief.
"Thank you so much. I always say and do shit I really shouldn't. I just don't know how to keep my mouth shut. Sometimes I think there's this little elf inside my head that hits the bypass button and says 'Screw you Theus, I'm doin' what I want and I want to make you look like a total fucking dork.' And then he proceeds to do so. It's so annoying."
And then he blushed again. I can't believe I just told her I think there's an elf in my brain. She must think I'm the biggest fucking dork ever. What is my problem with girls? Why can't I ever act like a normal guy around them, instead of a brain dead moron. He smacked his forehead with his palm and dropped his head to the table.
Change'e: He actually sort of made her forget her embarrassment and have it be replaced by amusement. Pressing her hand against her mouth Change'e had to do her best to not laugh at what he said, especially about the elf. But there were muffled giggles.
Yes, she did think he was a dork. But he was a cute dork, and he made her laugh.
And after a moment of watching his head hit the table she smiled a bit and set her hand to his back; her hand just barely pressed down against his shirt but enough for him to know it was there. "You never know... Maybe there is. I mean, after all, if we're the clones of mythological beings then, well, anything is possible." Blink blink. "...and, uhm, you're not a total dork."
Prometheus: He slowly lifted his head off the table when he felt her tentative hand on his back. A cheesy grin settled on his lips. He sat back and pulled her hand off his back and held it again.
"Thanks for placating me. I don't really think there's a little elf in my head. Just sometimes, I wonder why I say and do stupid dorky stuff all the time. And thanks for not thinking I'm a total dork. That's encouraging."
His fingers had unconsciously traced proofs on her hand yet again, and he chuckled at his geekyness before stilling them to just hold her hand.
Change'e: Her eyes went wide for a quick second when he took her hand but she calmed and smiled a bit. Hand holding was kind of nice. Very nice actually, and she noticed how her hand was dwarfed by his.
"I think it's kind of nice, actually." Her lips curved into a bigger, sweeter smile. "It sort of compliments you...makes you cuter." And then that made Change'e fall silent, her face almost blanking and she looked up at the ceiling. Oh, had she actually said something she should have been thinking? Oops.
Prometheus: Theus' face turned bright pink and he giggled?!? Did he actually just giggle? But..she said he was cute! Surely that was an excuse for him giggling? He cleared his throat and looked deep into her eyes.
"It's ok if I hold your hand, right? I mean, you're not all offended or mad? And thank you. I...you're so pretty. I guess if you think I'm cute, I must be. Even though I'm supposed to be all manly and pretend I'm all ruggedly hansome or whatever. Cute's good. Better, actually. Girls like cute, right? I mean, you're not just saying I'm cute like a puppy or something? Like, oh hey, he's cute and all, but I wouldn't date him. Cuz girls totally don't want to date me. I mean, I understand, cuz of the total geekdorknerdyness, but man. Give a guy a break, you know? Oh shit. I'm sorry. Here I go babbling again. I swear to Jesus' dad, I'll try to stop."
Theus blew out his breath, hoping she didn't think he was a spazzy retard or something. She was the first pretty girl ever to not tell him to fuck off and die. He didn't want to fuck it up.
Change'e: She could handle the babbling and it would be a cold day when she told him to try and stop. If that was what he did then, well, he should just be himself and babble! ...or that was her train of thought, actually. "I don't mind it. I actually find it endearing."
Still grateful for the fact she had dark enough skin that he wouldn't be able to see the dark blush rising to her cheeks. And her ears were starting to burn too. "And, um, no. I don't mind you holding my hand at all. It's...nice." Very nice. Better than nice. "Never had a guy hold my hand before..." At least not in the manner he was.
Prometheus: Theus' jaw hit the floor. She found babbling endearing? Holy shit. He was going to have to actually put effort into courting a girl. It seemed this one wasn't going to tell him to go to hell! How did he get so lucky? And she had never had someone hold her hand before? Wow. That must mean she was...inexperienced...in other areas. Thank Jesus' dad. He was a big dorky virgin, and if she was all experienced, he'd have no hope whatsoever.
"If you don't mind me holding your hand, then I'll keep on doing it. And the babbling? I guess if you kinda like it, I won't try to stop. But you let me know if I do something that totally pisses you off. Cuz I'll totally stop."
Change'e: Change'e just nodded her head slowly. "Okay... If you do something to upset me I'll let you know." And unless he even considered asking her just how...inexperienced she was she had no persistance to tell him just how innocent she really was. Very innocent. Very much a virgin.
Very much not knowing what to do. First time having a guy just...there and talking to her without actually pulling out the flirting (and if he had been? She hadn't noticed much.)
Prometheus: Theus smiled and squeezed her hand. It was warm and soft and he really liked holding it. He was so glad he'd bumped into her. Or his chair had, rather.
"So, I know we just met and all, but you wouldn't like, want to go get some pizza with me or something, would you? Or whatever. I mean, you can totally pick something else if you want. We don't have to have pizza. We could have Chinese. Or like, ummm...Mexican? Cuz I know this really great burrito stand. Or whatever. I mean, if you don't want Chinese or Mexican, we can totally go get like, Thai or burgers or something. And I'll like, shut up now so you can get a word in edgewise."
Change'e: Yep, his babbling was adorable. Very adorable and it actually made her smile. Heck she was probably smiling more than she ever had before.
"Oh, well." Change'e looked down at her books but then back up at his face. "I'd like to get you." Oh poopy, not that. Words jumbled on tongue not good. "I-I mean I'd like to get something with you! Yes... And I like anything. But pizza sounds good right now. I haven't had any for a couple of weeks so we can get that."
Prometheus: He grinned widely. He had his first real date! She said yes! Man, he ought to write this down on his calender. The new year was starting off so awesomesauce.
Offering her his hand again, he moved closer to her.
"I know this is like way fast, and you can totally say no, but I was wondering if you would like, let me kiss your cheek? Cuz it's so cute, and your skin looks so soft and I really want to kiss you but I don't want to be all forward and gross and just latch on to your lips, unless you want me to, cuz I could totally kiss your lips. I just figured, since we just officially met and all and I know I only saw you like, just this week in class that you probably wouldn't want me to kiss you on the lips. So, if it's ok, I'd really like to kiss your cheek. And maybe hug you. Cuz I really like to hug. But you totally don't have to say yes. Cuz I don't want to make you uncomfortable. Oh for Jesus' dad sake, can I ever say anything without rambling?"
Change'e: Brain malfunction. Boy moving closer and asking to kiss her or her cheek. And hug her too. Core meltdown in her brain, all thought processes halted. T-Minus 5 until the part of the brain that controlled the speech and words would be shut down.
"Uhm." 4. "I, erm..." 3. "You want to..." 2. "...kiss my cheek..." 1.
Core meltdown. The brain will not be held responsible for words to be said now.
"...I guess you can do all that, sure." And for once she wasn't feeling all embarrassed about it. "Just, well, if you do actually kiss-kiss me? I, er, probably won't...be any good...cause I've never kissed anyone before."
Prometheus: Theus almost tackle hugged her in pure relief. "See, I've never kissed anyone before either! So I won't even know the difference! We can suck together!"
Then he blushed, cuz he hung around Bacchaus in shop enough to know there was a double meaning in that sentence.
Figuring it was a now or never kind of moment, he leaned forward slowly, his breath coming in sharp hitches, and he ever so slightly touched his lips to hers, his hands coming up from his lap to curve softly around her face.
Change'e: Oh. Oh he was kissing her. Not on the cheek, like she had thought, but on the lips.
With her body tensing Change'e just sort of sat there like a sack of potatoes, her eyes widened in slight surprise. If her brain hadn't fried just a few moments ago then it would have then. She had no idea what to do. Kiss him back? Pull away and stare? Say something? What did those people do in those sappy girly movies she watched every now and then...
...kiss back. That was is.
So she did; willing her eyes to close and her heart to stop hammering, Change'e leaned in to him and as best she could kissed him back.
Prometheus: Oh my Jesus' dad, is she really kissing me back??? Theus thought, silently screaming a yes hallelujah thank you Jesus' dad in his head.
He shifted his hands and brought them down to circle her waist, pulling her in tighter to embrace her. Her soft skin and intoxicatingly seductive scent spurred him on, and he brought one hand back up to her cheek, spanning nearly the whole side of her face with his large hand. His mouth opened just a bit and his tongue slid out to touch her lips ever so slightly, trying to tease them open. He'd seen people kiss like this in the movies, and he hoped he was doing it right.
Change'e: There was a tiny 'mmm' muffled against his mouth and she brought her hands to his shoulders, her fingers curving over them Butterflies were making her stomach all fluttery and her cheeks and ears were burning.
...what the heck is he... But her thought trailed off when his tongue teased her lips. A tiny sound slipped from from the back of her throat and felt her mouth open just slightly on their own accord, not even consulting with her if it was okay.
Prometheus: Theus' brain exploded as her mouth opened, and all possiblity of thought just flew right out his ears.
Tongue...hers...mine...oh my Jesus' dad she's so hot...kissing...so nice...oh wow. He threaded his fingers in her long black hair, just tightly enough to feel its soft length in his hands. His heart beat loudly in his chest and something in his pants began to rise involuntarily. Oh shit, I hope she doesn't see that, down you stupid dope. Get down, it's not cool for you to be poking yourself out!
Change'e: She had never been kissed like that before. Granted she had never been kissed her entire life before this and Theus and then with the tongue and just the kissing. If not for her brain malfunctioning her good-side had no way of telling her what to or not to do; it was basically just the little devil sitting on her shoulder giving her all sorts of advice now.
And she didn't notice the trouble occuring in his pants. She was far too busy focusing on him and the kiss and his tongue... Her hands slipped from his shoulders to the back of his neck and she tried to tilt her head just a little in hopes of making the kiss a little deeper than it was.
After all, it was her first kiss.
Prometheus: Assuming his brain had actually been functioning at even half capacity, Theus might have noticed her hands moving a little sooner than he did. And her head tilting caused his head to tilt, and his tongue slid into her mouth. He wrapped both arms around her waist and pulled her onto his lap. She was so cute and tiny and felt so warm and soft and snuggly, so he just had to hold her.
He slid his tongue along her lower lip, then nipped it lightly, like in the porn Bacchaus had shown him. He hoped she liked it. His lips pressed back down on hers, and his tongue slid back in her mouth to tangle with her more timid one. Theus hoped they could just kiss forever, but he knew it would have to end sometime.
The only good part of that being that they could then have a second kiss and a third kiss and a- dammit there went his pants again. And she was in his lap. Oh Jesus' dad. This was going to be hard- er, difficult to explain.
Change'e: When he moved her to his lap she had subconsciously moved closer, her breasts probably brushing and pressed against his chest. And trying to actually let herself be a little more bold than usual, trying to shake off her usual shyness, Change'e groaned at the nap and teased his tongue with her own. She had seen it before, while watching a couple actually kiss in public and having just stared at them in awe.
Having always wanted to be kissed like that it seemed like her little wish was finally coming true.
But when her hips brushed his she made a small gasp of surprise at just what she felt, her eyes fluttering open so she could stare at his face.
Prometheus: Theus broke the kiss, and nearly dropped Change'e in his haste to keep her from being exposed to his stiffie. He set her back in her chair, and proceeded to fumble his shirt down to cover his lap.
"Oh shit, I'm so sorry, it's just the kiss...and you're so pretty...and I can't help it, it's got a mind of it's own...and oh crap you're totally going to slap me now aren't you?" Theus babbled, his face blushing deep red.
Change'e: Change'e tilted her head a little to the side, her brown eyes studying his flushed face and she just gave him this confused and curious tone. "...why would I slap you because of...well..." She pointed at his lap and what he was covering with his shirt. "...because of that?"
She didn't understand the reason for slapping someone because of that. It happened, right? Just like how she got wet between the legs sometimes. It just...happened. And, well, the way he had been kissing her had been causing that to happen, just slightly.
"It...happens," she added a moment later and leaned towards him, blinking up at him with a sweet smile.
Prometheus: His whole body felt like a weight had just been lifted off of it. His breath rushed out of him in one big whoosh.
"It's ok with you then? You really aren't like, grossed out by it? Cuz I'd really like to kiss you again, and holding you in my lap was so nice cuz you feel so soft and sweet and cuddly and did I mention how pretty you are? I mean, I really think I could like, be all boyfriendy with you even though we only just met, cuz wow, you are so like, deep and introspective and even though I sound all dumb and surfer dude like, I'm really a geek. And you totally feed my knowledge hunger. And I'm like, so happy that you know Art History, cuz I'm a dunce in that subject. And I'm going to shut up and kiss you again before you have a chance to see how much of a dork I really am."
With that he leaned forward and planted another one on her, pulling her back into his lap. At least it was late, and no one else was in the coffee lounge at school. Well, except for the people who worked there. And this was probably the best thing they'd seen all week.
Change'e: "Nope, it's okay with me. It's, you know, human reaction..." But when she blinked down and then up she squeaked in surprise as he moved forward and kissed her, but she really didn't complain when he did it. She really liked him kissing her. Nor did she complain when he tugged her onto his lap again. Nope, not at all.
It was actually nice to have someone who wanted to kiss her and thought she was sweet and cuddly, and who wanted to hold her. He was actually a really sweet kind of guy, nicer than some of the others she had met.
And she just kissed him back.
Prometheus: Theus sank into Change'e, his arms wrapping around her waist. He groaned a bit in the back of his throat, her warm body making his do the boingy risey thing again. With major reluctance, he lifted his lips from hers.
"You know, as much as I really like kissing you, and by really like, I mean it's better than breathing, I think we really ought to go get that pizza. Because I'm having all these hormoney thoughts that are way not appropriate to be having about you. You need a chance to get to know me before you have a starring role in my fantasies. And by fantasies, I really mean like, sex thoughts that are way too graphic to even try to explain. Like porno quality. I've got a super productive imagination."
Change'e: One blink and then another as she gave him a slight double take; so she had heard him right and she made a slightly embarrassed sound.
...well, at least he was honest, she gave him that.
As she had sort of forgotten about the actual pizza thing Change'e just gave a small nod of her head and murmured, "Right, pizza." Oops. Sort of dumb to have forgotten about it, though she could have thought of a good reason for the lapse of forgetfulness.
Prometheus: Theus chuckled that she had forgotten they were going to pizza. If it hadn't been for things...popping up...he would have totally forgotten too.
But they were technically in a public place, and his thoughts were leading him to have very unpublic reactions.
"All right then, pizza it is," he said, reluctantly removing her from his lap. Standing, he held out his hand for hers. "It's just a short walk to the other side of the campus. There's this really good little pizza place. You want to walk there?"
Change'e: Standing and gathering her books she put them in her little backpack and slung one strap over her shoulder. Glancing at his hand she let her hand go to his and allowed him to take it. "Sure," she replied with a tiny smile and tilt of the head. "Don't really get pizza that much... Usually try to cook something, even though I'm not at all that great with a stove." She was more for the microwave, actually, and those easy-to-cook meals. Yup.
"So, um, what kind of pizza do you like anyway?" Easiest way to start conversation and a good way to start learning stuff about him.
Prometheus: Theus slipped the stap of his messenger bag over his head and threw it off to the side. "I don't eat out much either. I'm more for microwaving or going to the dining hall for whatever slop they throw together. But when I do get out, this place is pretty good."
He threaded his fingers in hers and led her out of the coffee shop. "Let me see, what kind of pizza do I like...pretty much anything but anchovies. Cuz hairy little fish just aren't my thing. I like Hawaiian, combo, veggie, just about anything. What about you? What kind of pizza do you like? And would you like to get ice cream after the pizza?"
Change'e: Change'e's nose scrunched up when he mentioned anchovies and she made a little snort. "I like cheese, usually the only kind I'll actually eat. But I like peperoni or sausage too... They're both really good." She nodded a few times and looked up at him, reaching up her free hand to tuck some hair behind her ear and smiled a bit. "Uhm... I like the stuffed crust kind too because, oh hee, it's so yummy.
And I'd like to get ice cream afterwards, of course." She giggled softly and licked her lips.
Prometheus: Guh. That was all he could think, watching her tongue dart out and lick her lips. That, and buzuh. His mouth went all dry and his brain just totally stopped working. All he wanted to do was just stop right there and kiss her. But he didn't want to totally freak her out. So he just leaned over and pecked her cheek.
"Ice cream it is then. What's your favorite flavor? Mine's chocolate. But I also really love strawberry. And vanilla's good too. So I guess my real favorite is napoleon. Err, napleston? Umm..that's not right either. Neapoliton? Is that right?"
Change'e: She giggled softly at his trouble of getting the word and just nodded a bit. "Neapolitan." And she smiled a bit. "Well, let's see... I think my favorite has to be either mint chocolate chip or cookie dough, though I really do like chocolate." She paused, blinked up at him, and then tilted her head back to stare upwards "Not that big of a strawberry fan, not much, not unless you mix it with some other flavor and then I'll eat it that way."
She could actually eat a lot of a certain type of ice cream and not get sick of it, and not really get sick in general from bingeing on just ice cream for a few hours straight while watching a movie. She had done it before.
Prometheus: Eyes. Pretty. Looking up at him. Wow. Ice cream. They were talking about ice cream.
"I totally love chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream. Especially with chocolate sauce and whipped cream. And those little red cherries, you know the sweet ones? I can tie those in a knot with only my tongue. Weird huh?"
Then he turned bright red. Again. He just referred to something somewhat sexual. At least Bacchaus had mentioned it. He told Theus that it was like a skill thing if you could tie a cherry stem with your tongue. So Theus supposed if ever he had the opportunity to use his tongue, he'd probably be good with it.
Change'e: "Oh, you can?" Her eyes seem to light up with amusement at that little fact. She really had no clue anyone could do that. Whatever sexual innuendo was in that statement flew right over her head and under her toes. Give her a little time and she'd start understanding that stuff could have a double meaning. "You should show me sometime!"
Yep. She was as innocent as a baby lamb.
"I can, um, what can I do that's really nifty?" Putting on her mental-thinking cap the Chinese girl frowned thoughtfully, her brows creasing as she 'hmm'ed beneath her breath. I could...no, that's always too hard. Or maybe the...no, not good at that either. Erm...
"...oh." Her gaze rose to Theus' face again and she grinned playfully. "Those starburst wrappers... I can put it my mouth and open it with, you know, just my tongue. Like in those those commercials they used to have."
It had taken some practice, but she was actually pretty good at that now.
Prometheus: Theus was pretty sure his brain just exploded. He may be a virgin, but he's not stupid. Right as his hard-on was deflating, she went and brought up the image of her tongue working around something, and woosh! there it went again.
"Umm. Really? That's neat." Multi-syllabic words were not his strong point at this moment. Word was, Jesus' dad gave men only enough blood to operate one head at a time, and the one holding his brain was severely deprived.
"Soooo...ummm...what's your favorite subject?" he asked, hoping to bring the subject around to something he could actually focus on.
Change'e: "My favorite subject," she echoed. "That's sort of hard, actually..." Most of her classes she took she could do without, though her roommate was supportive and helpful enough that she actually went to and attended each and every class on her schedule.
"Probably my Chinese history class. Or Art History. One or the other, though I'm a little more knowledgable with the latter of the two, but they're both fun. Challenging but fun."
She blinked up at him. "What about you?"
Prometheus: "Physics, totally. Or Logistics. Or my English Composition class. I can never make up my mind. By the way, hi, I'm Prometheus, uber geek," he said, squeezing her hand.
He smiled down at her, taking the opportunity to look into her shining dark brown eyes. He saw little gold flecks, nearly undetectable within her irises. Huh. Never thought anyone with eyes that dark had any color in them. He was looking down at her so intently he never even noticed the lampost coming right at him. And then he was on the ground. Ow. That hurt. Standing up, he flushed bright red and looked at the ground. Way to go genius. Now she'll really think you're a geek
Change'e: She had gone to say something to him but him walking into the lampost and falling stopped her. Brown eyes wide Change'e watched as he stood and almost did a flail. If she thought he was a geek for that it was hard to see, since she looked outright worried.
"Are you okay? Did it hurt? You're not hurt or anything...right?" And to further the worried look her brows creased and her lips were parted slightly, turned into a scared frown.
Prometheus: Theus looked at Change'e and forgot all about his pain. She was worried about him. Man, that was about the sweetest thing ever. He hugged her to him and nuzzled his face into her hair.
"You are the nicest, sweetest person ever. I'm fine, but thank you for being concerned. Most people would have just laughed at me, but you were actually worried. That really makes you just the sweetest girl ever. Thank you, Change'e."
He pulled back slightly from her to place his lips on hers in a soft, tender kiss. His hands came up to frame her delicate face and he deepened the kiss, his tongue tentatively entreating her mouth to open.
Change'e: "Well... Of course I was worried about you," she murmured softly. "Why would I mmrrrmmfff." He had cut off her words when he kissed her and she smiled into it, leaning into it and kissing him back as soon as it was deepened, her lips parting and her mouth opened to his tongue.
And her heart had been all fine and beating at a regular rate. Now it was starting to skip a beat and race, and it almost felt like it was up in her throat. But he had the sweetest kisses.
Prometheus: Theus slid his tongue into her mouth and mated it with hers. She really did have the sweetest mouth. And he was so excited to actually be kissing someone. And he wasn't getting slapped. This was new. He pulled closer to deepen the kiss, and was immediately aroused by the feel of her full high breasts against his chest. Guh. And Theus Jr. came galloping into the ring. Really, he was going to have to learn how to control his bodily reactions to her, or she was going to think he was a horndog.
He broke the kiss breathily, and smiled down at her. "We really should have that pizza now, before I suggest we go back to my dorm and make out. Because that would be wrong."
Change'e: Her cheeks were, once again, burning and she just gave him a tiny little cough and cleared her throat. She almost looked like she was going to go and die in a minute at the mention of 'making out' and she just mumbled a few things beneath her breath, inaudible and really they made no sense at all.
"Er uh... right. Let's...go get pizza and, erm, eat." Yep. Anything that was blatant and she understood could lead up or was sexual talk? She just sort of died or spazzed a little. That or stared at whoever had spoken.
Prometheus: He thought she was just the cutest girl he'd ever seen. Taking her hand in his again, he continued walking down the street, the pizza place just one store down. When they got there, he held the door open for her, and let her choose a table. As they sat down, he looked up at her and smiled. Wow, she was pretty. Like, super pretty.
"So, pepperoni and sausage? I'm really in need of meat right now."
Change'e: She had to push some hair over her shoulder and she blinked at his question, her brown eyes studying his eyes for a second and she nodded with a giggle. "That sounds good to me," she told him and reached into her pocked for a hair scrunchie. WHen she found it CHange'e pulled back her hair into a ponytail.
There, that was so much better right there.No she wouldn't have to worry about playing the hair-over-the-shoulder game anymore.
Prometheus: He was slightly bummed that she had put up her hair, it was so long and pretty. But now he could see all of her beautiful face. And he was content to just look at her. And look at her. And completely forget that he needed to go order a pizza. Shit. He got up and grinned sheepishly.
"I'll go up and order one then. What kind of soda do you want? Or do you want beer or wine or something? I'm 21, so it's ok. That reminds me, I don't even know how old you are or what your last name is or if you already have a boyfriend and oh my Jesus' dad I should have made sure of that before I kissed you oh shit Change'e you don't have a boyfriend do you?"
Change'e: "...maybe a Pepsi," she told him with another little giggle and reached up to scratch at her cheek. But her hand fell away and her smile seemed to fade just a bit. "Uhm... I'm 18 and my last name is MuRong..." A short pause and she leaned back in her chair with a thoughtful look, her eyes widening at his question about a boyfriend.
Oh she almost flailed at him and shook her head quickly.
"I-I don't have a boyfriend!" She stared at him with wide eyes and felt her cheeks start to warmen and then she started to calm down and cleared her throat. "I...Uhm. I mean. No, not at all, no boyfriend."
And she gave him the sweetest smile she could ever give a person.
Prometheus: Theus blew out a sigh of relief at her lack of boyfriend. She was so pretty, he was worried that she would already have a boyfriend. And then he'd just have to allow his ass to be kicked for dating another guy's woman.
"That's good to hear. I would be mortified if I was kissing another guy's girlfriend. Ok, I'm going to go order now."
Change'e: As usual she scratched at her cheek in a confused manner but just smiled at his sigh, glad to see that he wasn't up or anything. That was a good thing. "If I had a boyfriend I would have told you, silly." That and if she had had a boyfriend she wouldn't have kissed Theus at all. Nope. Wouldn't have at all.
And with a tiny laugh Change'e just nodded slowly. "Okay... You go ahead and do that and I'll be right here."
Prometheus: He walked away grinning at her cuteness, and ordered their pizza. Grabbing two cups from the counter, he got her a Pepsi and himself a Dr. Pepper, carrying them to the table.
"So, I know you like Art History. You're pretty good at it. And I know you're kinda quiet. But what do you like to do when you're not studying?"
Change'e: Taking the pizza and her soda she flashed him a bright smile before picking up the soda and took a sip from it. Yummy. Pepsi and the soothingingly sweet sugary taste of it. she so did like her soda, even if she was oh so biased towards Pepsi.
"Well, let's see." She blinked at him and sipped the soda again setting it back to the table. "I like to read when I'm not studying, sometimes even paint. I also tend to sit around and watch movies with my roommate..." She really did like her roommate, too. "Oh! I, um, also like to look at the moon at night."
...mostly because she was the clone of the Goddess of the Moon. But also because she loved the moon. It was so pretty.
Prometheus: Theus just blinked. "I totally love movies. I could just sit there and watch, like any comedy or action movie ever. Don't tell anyone but I even like those chick flicks. You know, the ones that make girls all weepy? Sometimes I find myself getting a little teary-eyed sometimes too. And I don't know why, but I've always found myself drawn to the moon. I love to watch its' phases changing and how it evolves into a full moon. I love the luminous quality of it and how bright it can be, even covered in clouds. It just calls to me sometimes, with its' solitary openness and its' darkly evasive craters, looking so shallow yet being so deep and endless. It's like a metaphor for life. At first glance, life seems so shallow and meaningless, but when looked at further, with a stronger and more powerful perusal, you find that there are multitudes of reasons why it's deep and meaningful and full of endless possibilities."
Change'e: Change'e just laughed softly as he babbled on and on. It was really cute just to hear him speak quickly like that. She couldn't help but it to be one of the cutest things ever. Sipping her soda she smiled gently at him and said, "Okay, I promise not to tell anyone you like those type of girl movies." She could keep that a secret, as well as anything else he wanted her to keep a secret.
But her jaw dropped slightly as he spoke about the moon and she felt her cheeks growing warm again. He...like it that much? Wow. She had never met anyone who liked as much as her before. "You're the first person I've ever met who spoke about the moon like that. Well, besides myself that is."
And with a deeper smile she leaned forward. Right there she knew that she was going to be growing very fond of Theus over the time she would be spending with him. And she was looking forward to that.
what; first meeting, harmless fluff
where; school cafe and then the pizza place
when; like...sometime last week. Maybe 01-08-06
rating; PG-13; Theus has a potty mouth
warning; none, really. it's just reaaaally long and awkwardly fluffy
Prometheus: Chewing on the end of his pen, Theus puzzled over the picture in his Art History book. He was never going to get all these different painters and paintings memorized. How in the world the clone of the titan of knowledge was having difficulty with studying, he'd never know. That being the case, he decided he'd definitely have to get a tutor. Fed up with feeling inferior, Theus slammed his books together and threw them in his messenger bag. Standing up, his chair shot out from behind him and slammed into the table behind him where a beautiful quiet Asian girl sat.
"Oh my Jesus' dad!" Theus said. "I'm so sorry!"
Change'e: Flipping through her Chinese language book, jotting down a few answers in her notebook. Change'e had been liking the slight silence for studying but when a chair hit her table and she squeaked in surprised.
And after a moment she finally looked up and blinked. "It's okay," she murmured softly and blinked back down at what she had been doing and then back up at him and offered a small smile.
Prometheus: Theus was struck dumb the the sparkle in her eyes and the cuteness that emanated from her face with just one small smile. He nearly had to shake his head to remember to breathe. Duh, it's a girl moron. You remember girls. They're really pretty and turn you into mush. So say something so she doesn't think you're a total dumbass.
"Hi, I'm Prometheus. But everybody just calls me Theus. It's kind of a dumb nickname, but I wasn't real fond of Pro or Prome or whatever so Theus it is. I guess it could be Methe or Metheus or whatever, but I like Theus ok, although my full name is fine too, and I'll just stop babbling so you can tell me to go the fuck away weird guy." He hung his head down, a sheepish grin spreading across his face. Man, he really had to take a page from Eros' book and be a little smoother with women.
Change'e: Tilting her head slightly and leaning forward, cheek going to rest in the palm of her hand, Change'e just let out a small laugh. She thought it was kind of cute, actually. Especially the way he looked when he babbled and the way he acted when he was done? Very cute.
"I babble sometimes myself." Change'e let her smile grow a little as she sat up straight. "I'm Change'e, I don't think I have any nicknames or, if I do, I don't know any." A thoughtful look crossed her face before she shook her head a bit. "But, um, it's very nice to meet you, Theus."
Prometheus: His mind went blank watching her smile spread even further across her face. Wow. She was so pretty. Like a delicate sweetpea flower.
"I'd call you sweetpea because you are as beautiful and sweet as the sweetpea flower." Theus blushed a hundred shades of pink. Did he just say that out loud?
"It's nice to meet you too, Change'e. Please excuse my inability to think before I speak. And also, I'm really sorry about the chair. I'm just so frustrated about my Art History class. I'm the clone of the titan of knowledge and I'm actually having a hard time with something. I'm just soo...grrr...you know?"
Change'e: ...did he just compliment her? He did. It was a good thing she was Asian or else he'd actually be able to see just how red her cheeks were getting. "U-uhm..." Change'e had to clear her throat and scratch at her cheek, trying to think of something to say, but he beat her to it and she let him speak.
And she perked a bit when he mentioned Art History.
"Oh... You're in that class too?" ...stupid question. "Er, nevermind, ignore that. I mean, um, what're you having trouble with? I might be able to help." Nodding to the chair she made a motion for him to sit.
Prometheus: Fumbling the chair in his seemingly huge hands, he pulled one out and sat. He pulled out his Art History book and opened it to the page he'd nearly ripped out in frustration.
"See, these paintings here, I just don't know how to keep all these damn artists straight. All their paintings all look alike. Whoever thought impressionism was a good style to paint shit in should be shot."
He thrust his fingers through his hair, unintentionally tousling it.
His green eyes sparked with frustration at his homwork.
Change'e: "..." She bit down on her lower lip to stop from giggling at his frustration. "I know the feeling," she told him and leaned over, tapping her finger on one of the thumbnailed painting and added, "but you sort of need to kind of look at the style and the way the pictures are painted to actually understand and know which artist is which.
Like this is Monet's and that one," she tapped the one just near it, "is Renoir." There was a short pause and Change'e hmmed beneath her breath softly. "They're really not at all that similiar. One uses more vibrid colors and the other uses duller ones."
Prometheus: Theus stared at the page intently, trying hard to see the differences between the two and not succeeding, due to the intoxicating scent of Change'e. He didn't know if it was perfume or shampoo or what, but she smelled so good he forgot what he was doing. Man, I have got to get a grip here. She's a pretty girl, yeah, I get it. But she's also trying to help me. Focus, man, focus.
"I understand those two, kinda. I get that they have different tones and colors. But what about the rest? How do you keep them all straight?"
Theus turned to look at Change'e and as his eyes met hers, he could swear there was a thud in his chest as his heart just up and gave out on him. He couldn't understand how just one look at her made him nearly sweat bullets.
Change'e: "Well..." How did she get all the others straight, anyway? "I'd say... it's the style of how they paint." After all, she was just a Goddess of the Moon and sort of tended to grasp different brush strokes, colors, and ways of how an artist paints more easily then some. "...if you look closely enough at a painting you can sort of see that each painter has their own way of making a picture, you know, finished and complete and how they want it."
It was sort of stupid, but it worked for her. Change'e just had no idea if it would help him but at least it was actually her trying to be helpful...right?
With a shake of the head she looked up at him with a tilt her head and let out a small sigh. "I'm sorry if it won't help you I'm...I'm a really bad teacher when it comes to this stuff." And now she was looking sort of flustered and she looked down at the table with a sound from the back of her throat.
And the fact it was a guy she was trying to explain this stuff too? It sort of was a bit hard. Guys made her blush, even if they just walked on past her. She was just too shy for her own good.
Prometheus: Theus cocked his head to the side, confused about Change'e saying she was a bad teacher. "Now see, I don't think you're a bad teacher at all. I totally didn't even notice that Monet and Renoir used different tones and colors until you said something. And you're right. It is the style. I just get them mixed up."
Taking her hand in his, he absentmindedly traced geometrical proofs on it. "I suppose I need a shitload more help. Would you be interested in being my tutor? I can't offer much in the way of payment except for like, coffee or whatever. And like, if you need help in anything, we could like, trade or sumthin."
He shifted in his seat, and looked down at the table. Realizing he still held her hand, he nearly dropped it in shock. When did I grab her hand? Is she ok with me holding it? Oh my Jesus' dad, I hope she doesn't slap me.
Change'e: Everything that had just come from his mouth at that moment had been totally and completely ignored. The reason because her gaze was stuck on his hand holding hers. His hand. Holding hers. And tracing shapes on it. It was a little hard to tear her eyes away from it and she was nearing the state of out right flailing at it.
In her mind Change'e was just sort of brain dead, flailing brain that was halting everything. Her cheeks were burning and she looked surprised, a tiny sound of embarrassment bubbling from her throat as she shyly looked up at Theus and back down at their hands.
"...you're holding my hand." She sounded shy, embarrassed, meek.
Prometheus: He flushed bright red to his roots and let go of her hand. "I'm so sorry. I don't know what...I was just...OH JESUS' DAD PLEASE DON'T BE MAD AT ME! It's just, you're so nice to try and teach me and I didn't want you to think you were a bad teacher and your hand was just there and you smell good and you're so pretty and oh shit I can't shut up to save my life. I'm so sorry if I pissed you off."
Change'e: Blink. That was the only action she could actually do right at that moment. Blink and blink and blink. And stare. She was able to stare and blink at him with wide eyes of surprise.
Most of the time when a guy talked to her it was to try and flirt. And when someone flirted with her she fleed from the scene. But he wasn't flirting...at least she it really felt not like it...but he was saying too many nice things, which was good. She actually sort of liked that, much better than the dirty flirting guys did.
"You didn't upset me and I'm not mad at you," Change'e said softly and gave the best smile she could. "And, uhm, thank you I guess..." Really, she had no clue what to say.
Prometheus: Theus' whole body just kind of sank down into the chair in relief.
"Thank you so much. I always say and do shit I really shouldn't. I just don't know how to keep my mouth shut. Sometimes I think there's this little elf inside my head that hits the bypass button and says 'Screw you Theus, I'm doin' what I want and I want to make you look like a total fucking dork.' And then he proceeds to do so. It's so annoying."
And then he blushed again. I can't believe I just told her I think there's an elf in my brain. She must think I'm the biggest fucking dork ever. What is my problem with girls? Why can't I ever act like a normal guy around them, instead of a brain dead moron. He smacked his forehead with his palm and dropped his head to the table.
Change'e: He actually sort of made her forget her embarrassment and have it be replaced by amusement. Pressing her hand against her mouth Change'e had to do her best to not laugh at what he said, especially about the elf. But there were muffled giggles.
Yes, she did think he was a dork. But he was a cute dork, and he made her laugh.
And after a moment of watching his head hit the table she smiled a bit and set her hand to his back; her hand just barely pressed down against his shirt but enough for him to know it was there. "You never know... Maybe there is. I mean, after all, if we're the clones of mythological beings then, well, anything is possible." Blink blink. "...and, uhm, you're not a total dork."
Prometheus: He slowly lifted his head off the table when he felt her tentative hand on his back. A cheesy grin settled on his lips. He sat back and pulled her hand off his back and held it again.
"Thanks for placating me. I don't really think there's a little elf in my head. Just sometimes, I wonder why I say and do stupid dorky stuff all the time. And thanks for not thinking I'm a total dork. That's encouraging."
His fingers had unconsciously traced proofs on her hand yet again, and he chuckled at his geekyness before stilling them to just hold her hand.
Change'e: Her eyes went wide for a quick second when he took her hand but she calmed and smiled a bit. Hand holding was kind of nice. Very nice actually, and she noticed how her hand was dwarfed by his.
"I think it's kind of nice, actually." Her lips curved into a bigger, sweeter smile. "It sort of compliments you...makes you cuter." And then that made Change'e fall silent, her face almost blanking and she looked up at the ceiling. Oh, had she actually said something she should have been thinking? Oops.
Prometheus: Theus' face turned bright pink and he giggled?!? Did he actually just giggle? But..she said he was cute! Surely that was an excuse for him giggling? He cleared his throat and looked deep into her eyes.
"It's ok if I hold your hand, right? I mean, you're not all offended or mad? And thank you. I...you're so pretty. I guess if you think I'm cute, I must be. Even though I'm supposed to be all manly and pretend I'm all ruggedly hansome or whatever. Cute's good. Better, actually. Girls like cute, right? I mean, you're not just saying I'm cute like a puppy or something? Like, oh hey, he's cute and all, but I wouldn't date him. Cuz girls totally don't want to date me. I mean, I understand, cuz of the total geekdorknerdyness, but man. Give a guy a break, you know? Oh shit. I'm sorry. Here I go babbling again. I swear to Jesus' dad, I'll try to stop."
Theus blew out his breath, hoping she didn't think he was a spazzy retard or something. She was the first pretty girl ever to not tell him to fuck off and die. He didn't want to fuck it up.
Change'e: She could handle the babbling and it would be a cold day when she told him to try and stop. If that was what he did then, well, he should just be himself and babble! ...or that was her train of thought, actually. "I don't mind it. I actually find it endearing."
Still grateful for the fact she had dark enough skin that he wouldn't be able to see the dark blush rising to her cheeks. And her ears were starting to burn too. "And, um, no. I don't mind you holding my hand at all. It's...nice." Very nice. Better than nice. "Never had a guy hold my hand before..." At least not in the manner he was.
Prometheus: Theus' jaw hit the floor. She found babbling endearing? Holy shit. He was going to have to actually put effort into courting a girl. It seemed this one wasn't going to tell him to go to hell! How did he get so lucky? And she had never had someone hold her hand before? Wow. That must mean she was...inexperienced...in other areas. Thank Jesus' dad. He was a big dorky virgin, and if she was all experienced, he'd have no hope whatsoever.
"If you don't mind me holding your hand, then I'll keep on doing it. And the babbling? I guess if you kinda like it, I won't try to stop. But you let me know if I do something that totally pisses you off. Cuz I'll totally stop."
Change'e: Change'e just nodded her head slowly. "Okay... If you do something to upset me I'll let you know." And unless he even considered asking her just how...inexperienced she was she had no persistance to tell him just how innocent she really was. Very innocent. Very much a virgin.
Very much not knowing what to do. First time having a guy just...there and talking to her without actually pulling out the flirting (and if he had been? She hadn't noticed much.)
Prometheus: Theus smiled and squeezed her hand. It was warm and soft and he really liked holding it. He was so glad he'd bumped into her. Or his chair had, rather.
"So, I know we just met and all, but you wouldn't like, want to go get some pizza with me or something, would you? Or whatever. I mean, you can totally pick something else if you want. We don't have to have pizza. We could have Chinese. Or like, ummm...Mexican? Cuz I know this really great burrito stand. Or whatever. I mean, if you don't want Chinese or Mexican, we can totally go get like, Thai or burgers or something. And I'll like, shut up now so you can get a word in edgewise."
Change'e: Yep, his babbling was adorable. Very adorable and it actually made her smile. Heck she was probably smiling more than she ever had before.
"Oh, well." Change'e looked down at her books but then back up at his face. "I'd like to get you." Oh poopy, not that. Words jumbled on tongue not good. "I-I mean I'd like to get something with you! Yes... And I like anything. But pizza sounds good right now. I haven't had any for a couple of weeks so we can get that."
Prometheus: He grinned widely. He had his first real date! She said yes! Man, he ought to write this down on his calender. The new year was starting off so awesomesauce.
Offering her his hand again, he moved closer to her.
"I know this is like way fast, and you can totally say no, but I was wondering if you would like, let me kiss your cheek? Cuz it's so cute, and your skin looks so soft and I really want to kiss you but I don't want to be all forward and gross and just latch on to your lips, unless you want me to, cuz I could totally kiss your lips. I just figured, since we just officially met and all and I know I only saw you like, just this week in class that you probably wouldn't want me to kiss you on the lips. So, if it's ok, I'd really like to kiss your cheek. And maybe hug you. Cuz I really like to hug. But you totally don't have to say yes. Cuz I don't want to make you uncomfortable. Oh for Jesus' dad sake, can I ever say anything without rambling?"
Change'e: Brain malfunction. Boy moving closer and asking to kiss her or her cheek. And hug her too. Core meltdown in her brain, all thought processes halted. T-Minus 5 until the part of the brain that controlled the speech and words would be shut down.
"Uhm." 4. "I, erm..." 3. "You want to..." 2. "...kiss my cheek..." 1.
Core meltdown. The brain will not be held responsible for words to be said now.
"...I guess you can do all that, sure." And for once she wasn't feeling all embarrassed about it. "Just, well, if you do actually kiss-kiss me? I, er, probably won't...be any good...cause I've never kissed anyone before."
Prometheus: Theus almost tackle hugged her in pure relief. "See, I've never kissed anyone before either! So I won't even know the difference! We can suck together!"
Then he blushed, cuz he hung around Bacchaus in shop enough to know there was a double meaning in that sentence.
Figuring it was a now or never kind of moment, he leaned forward slowly, his breath coming in sharp hitches, and he ever so slightly touched his lips to hers, his hands coming up from his lap to curve softly around her face.
Change'e: Oh. Oh he was kissing her. Not on the cheek, like she had thought, but on the lips.
With her body tensing Change'e just sort of sat there like a sack of potatoes, her eyes widened in slight surprise. If her brain hadn't fried just a few moments ago then it would have then. She had no idea what to do. Kiss him back? Pull away and stare? Say something? What did those people do in those sappy girly movies she watched every now and then...
...kiss back. That was is.
So she did; willing her eyes to close and her heart to stop hammering, Change'e leaned in to him and as best she could kissed him back.
Prometheus: Oh my Jesus' dad, is she really kissing me back??? Theus thought, silently screaming a yes hallelujah thank you Jesus' dad in his head.
He shifted his hands and brought them down to circle her waist, pulling her in tighter to embrace her. Her soft skin and intoxicatingly seductive scent spurred him on, and he brought one hand back up to her cheek, spanning nearly the whole side of her face with his large hand. His mouth opened just a bit and his tongue slid out to touch her lips ever so slightly, trying to tease them open. He'd seen people kiss like this in the movies, and he hoped he was doing it right.
Change'e: There was a tiny 'mmm' muffled against his mouth and she brought her hands to his shoulders, her fingers curving over them Butterflies were making her stomach all fluttery and her cheeks and ears were burning.
...what the heck is he... But her thought trailed off when his tongue teased her lips. A tiny sound slipped from from the back of her throat and felt her mouth open just slightly on their own accord, not even consulting with her if it was okay.
Prometheus: Theus' brain exploded as her mouth opened, and all possiblity of thought just flew right out his ears.
Tongue...hers...mine...oh my Jesus' dad she's so hot...kissing...so nice...oh wow. He threaded his fingers in her long black hair, just tightly enough to feel its soft length in his hands. His heart beat loudly in his chest and something in his pants began to rise involuntarily. Oh shit, I hope she doesn't see that, down you stupid dope. Get down, it's not cool for you to be poking yourself out!
Change'e: She had never been kissed like that before. Granted she had never been kissed her entire life before this and Theus and then with the tongue and just the kissing. If not for her brain malfunctioning her good-side had no way of telling her what to or not to do; it was basically just the little devil sitting on her shoulder giving her all sorts of advice now.
And she didn't notice the trouble occuring in his pants. She was far too busy focusing on him and the kiss and his tongue... Her hands slipped from his shoulders to the back of his neck and she tried to tilt her head just a little in hopes of making the kiss a little deeper than it was.
After all, it was her first kiss.
Prometheus: Assuming his brain had actually been functioning at even half capacity, Theus might have noticed her hands moving a little sooner than he did. And her head tilting caused his head to tilt, and his tongue slid into her mouth. He wrapped both arms around her waist and pulled her onto his lap. She was so cute and tiny and felt so warm and soft and snuggly, so he just had to hold her.
He slid his tongue along her lower lip, then nipped it lightly, like in the porn Bacchaus had shown him. He hoped she liked it. His lips pressed back down on hers, and his tongue slid back in her mouth to tangle with her more timid one. Theus hoped they could just kiss forever, but he knew it would have to end sometime.
The only good part of that being that they could then have a second kiss and a third kiss and a- dammit there went his pants again. And she was in his lap. Oh Jesus' dad. This was going to be hard- er, difficult to explain.
Change'e: When he moved her to his lap she had subconsciously moved closer, her breasts probably brushing and pressed against his chest. And trying to actually let herself be a little more bold than usual, trying to shake off her usual shyness, Change'e groaned at the nap and teased his tongue with her own. She had seen it before, while watching a couple actually kiss in public and having just stared at them in awe.
Having always wanted to be kissed like that it seemed like her little wish was finally coming true.
But when her hips brushed his she made a small gasp of surprise at just what she felt, her eyes fluttering open so she could stare at his face.
Prometheus: Theus broke the kiss, and nearly dropped Change'e in his haste to keep her from being exposed to his stiffie. He set her back in her chair, and proceeded to fumble his shirt down to cover his lap.
"Oh shit, I'm so sorry, it's just the kiss...and you're so pretty...and I can't help it, it's got a mind of it's own...and oh crap you're totally going to slap me now aren't you?" Theus babbled, his face blushing deep red.
Change'e: Change'e tilted her head a little to the side, her brown eyes studying his flushed face and she just gave him this confused and curious tone. "...why would I slap you because of...well..." She pointed at his lap and what he was covering with his shirt. "...because of that?"
She didn't understand the reason for slapping someone because of that. It happened, right? Just like how she got wet between the legs sometimes. It just...happened. And, well, the way he had been kissing her had been causing that to happen, just slightly.
"It...happens," she added a moment later and leaned towards him, blinking up at him with a sweet smile.
Prometheus: His whole body felt like a weight had just been lifted off of it. His breath rushed out of him in one big whoosh.
"It's ok with you then? You really aren't like, grossed out by it? Cuz I'd really like to kiss you again, and holding you in my lap was so nice cuz you feel so soft and sweet and cuddly and did I mention how pretty you are? I mean, I really think I could like, be all boyfriendy with you even though we only just met, cuz wow, you are so like, deep and introspective and even though I sound all dumb and surfer dude like, I'm really a geek. And you totally feed my knowledge hunger. And I'm like, so happy that you know Art History, cuz I'm a dunce in that subject. And I'm going to shut up and kiss you again before you have a chance to see how much of a dork I really am."
With that he leaned forward and planted another one on her, pulling her back into his lap. At least it was late, and no one else was in the coffee lounge at school. Well, except for the people who worked there. And this was probably the best thing they'd seen all week.
Change'e: "Nope, it's okay with me. It's, you know, human reaction..." But when she blinked down and then up she squeaked in surprise as he moved forward and kissed her, but she really didn't complain when he did it. She really liked him kissing her. Nor did she complain when he tugged her onto his lap again. Nope, not at all.
It was actually nice to have someone who wanted to kiss her and thought she was sweet and cuddly, and who wanted to hold her. He was actually a really sweet kind of guy, nicer than some of the others she had met.
And she just kissed him back.
Prometheus: Theus sank into Change'e, his arms wrapping around her waist. He groaned a bit in the back of his throat, her warm body making his do the boingy risey thing again. With major reluctance, he lifted his lips from hers.
"You know, as much as I really like kissing you, and by really like, I mean it's better than breathing, I think we really ought to go get that pizza. Because I'm having all these hormoney thoughts that are way not appropriate to be having about you. You need a chance to get to know me before you have a starring role in my fantasies. And by fantasies, I really mean like, sex thoughts that are way too graphic to even try to explain. Like porno quality. I've got a super productive imagination."
Change'e: One blink and then another as she gave him a slight double take; so she had heard him right and she made a slightly embarrassed sound.
...well, at least he was honest, she gave him that.
As she had sort of forgotten about the actual pizza thing Change'e just gave a small nod of her head and murmured, "Right, pizza." Oops. Sort of dumb to have forgotten about it, though she could have thought of a good reason for the lapse of forgetfulness.
Prometheus: Theus chuckled that she had forgotten they were going to pizza. If it hadn't been for things...popping up...he would have totally forgotten too.
But they were technically in a public place, and his thoughts were leading him to have very unpublic reactions.
"All right then, pizza it is," he said, reluctantly removing her from his lap. Standing, he held out his hand for hers. "It's just a short walk to the other side of the campus. There's this really good little pizza place. You want to walk there?"
Change'e: Standing and gathering her books she put them in her little backpack and slung one strap over her shoulder. Glancing at his hand she let her hand go to his and allowed him to take it. "Sure," she replied with a tiny smile and tilt of the head. "Don't really get pizza that much... Usually try to cook something, even though I'm not at all that great with a stove." She was more for the microwave, actually, and those easy-to-cook meals. Yup.
"So, um, what kind of pizza do you like anyway?" Easiest way to start conversation and a good way to start learning stuff about him.
Prometheus: Theus slipped the stap of his messenger bag over his head and threw it off to the side. "I don't eat out much either. I'm more for microwaving or going to the dining hall for whatever slop they throw together. But when I do get out, this place is pretty good."
He threaded his fingers in hers and led her out of the coffee shop. "Let me see, what kind of pizza do I like...pretty much anything but anchovies. Cuz hairy little fish just aren't my thing. I like Hawaiian, combo, veggie, just about anything. What about you? What kind of pizza do you like? And would you like to get ice cream after the pizza?"
Change'e: Change'e's nose scrunched up when he mentioned anchovies and she made a little snort. "I like cheese, usually the only kind I'll actually eat. But I like peperoni or sausage too... They're both really good." She nodded a few times and looked up at him, reaching up her free hand to tuck some hair behind her ear and smiled a bit. "Uhm... I like the stuffed crust kind too because, oh hee, it's so yummy.
And I'd like to get ice cream afterwards, of course." She giggled softly and licked her lips.
Prometheus: Guh. That was all he could think, watching her tongue dart out and lick her lips. That, and buzuh. His mouth went all dry and his brain just totally stopped working. All he wanted to do was just stop right there and kiss her. But he didn't want to totally freak her out. So he just leaned over and pecked her cheek.
"Ice cream it is then. What's your favorite flavor? Mine's chocolate. But I also really love strawberry. And vanilla's good too. So I guess my real favorite is napoleon. Err, napleston? Umm..that's not right either. Neapoliton? Is that right?"
Change'e: She giggled softly at his trouble of getting the word and just nodded a bit. "Neapolitan." And she smiled a bit. "Well, let's see... I think my favorite has to be either mint chocolate chip or cookie dough, though I really do like chocolate." She paused, blinked up at him, and then tilted her head back to stare upwards "Not that big of a strawberry fan, not much, not unless you mix it with some other flavor and then I'll eat it that way."
She could actually eat a lot of a certain type of ice cream and not get sick of it, and not really get sick in general from bingeing on just ice cream for a few hours straight while watching a movie. She had done it before.
Prometheus: Eyes. Pretty. Looking up at him. Wow. Ice cream. They were talking about ice cream.
"I totally love chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream. Especially with chocolate sauce and whipped cream. And those little red cherries, you know the sweet ones? I can tie those in a knot with only my tongue. Weird huh?"
Then he turned bright red. Again. He just referred to something somewhat sexual. At least Bacchaus had mentioned it. He told Theus that it was like a skill thing if you could tie a cherry stem with your tongue. So Theus supposed if ever he had the opportunity to use his tongue, he'd probably be good with it.
Change'e: "Oh, you can?" Her eyes seem to light up with amusement at that little fact. She really had no clue anyone could do that. Whatever sexual innuendo was in that statement flew right over her head and under her toes. Give her a little time and she'd start understanding that stuff could have a double meaning. "You should show me sometime!"
Yep. She was as innocent as a baby lamb.
"I can, um, what can I do that's really nifty?" Putting on her mental-thinking cap the Chinese girl frowned thoughtfully, her brows creasing as she 'hmm'ed beneath her breath. I could...no, that's always too hard. Or maybe the...no, not good at that either. Erm...
"...oh." Her gaze rose to Theus' face again and she grinned playfully. "Those starburst wrappers... I can put it my mouth and open it with, you know, just my tongue. Like in those those commercials they used to have."
It had taken some practice, but she was actually pretty good at that now.
Prometheus: Theus was pretty sure his brain just exploded. He may be a virgin, but he's not stupid. Right as his hard-on was deflating, she went and brought up the image of her tongue working around something, and woosh! there it went again.
"Umm. Really? That's neat." Multi-syllabic words were not his strong point at this moment. Word was, Jesus' dad gave men only enough blood to operate one head at a time, and the one holding his brain was severely deprived.
"Soooo...ummm...what's your favorite subject?" he asked, hoping to bring the subject around to something he could actually focus on.
Change'e: "My favorite subject," she echoed. "That's sort of hard, actually..." Most of her classes she took she could do without, though her roommate was supportive and helpful enough that she actually went to and attended each and every class on her schedule.
"Probably my Chinese history class. Or Art History. One or the other, though I'm a little more knowledgable with the latter of the two, but they're both fun. Challenging but fun."
She blinked up at him. "What about you?"
Prometheus: "Physics, totally. Or Logistics. Or my English Composition class. I can never make up my mind. By the way, hi, I'm Prometheus, uber geek," he said, squeezing her hand.
He smiled down at her, taking the opportunity to look into her shining dark brown eyes. He saw little gold flecks, nearly undetectable within her irises. Huh. Never thought anyone with eyes that dark had any color in them. He was looking down at her so intently he never even noticed the lampost coming right at him. And then he was on the ground. Ow. That hurt. Standing up, he flushed bright red and looked at the ground. Way to go genius. Now she'll really think you're a geek
Change'e: She had gone to say something to him but him walking into the lampost and falling stopped her. Brown eyes wide Change'e watched as he stood and almost did a flail. If she thought he was a geek for that it was hard to see, since she looked outright worried.
"Are you okay? Did it hurt? You're not hurt or anything...right?" And to further the worried look her brows creased and her lips were parted slightly, turned into a scared frown.
Prometheus: Theus looked at Change'e and forgot all about his pain. She was worried about him. Man, that was about the sweetest thing ever. He hugged her to him and nuzzled his face into her hair.
"You are the nicest, sweetest person ever. I'm fine, but thank you for being concerned. Most people would have just laughed at me, but you were actually worried. That really makes you just the sweetest girl ever. Thank you, Change'e."
He pulled back slightly from her to place his lips on hers in a soft, tender kiss. His hands came up to frame her delicate face and he deepened the kiss, his tongue tentatively entreating her mouth to open.
Change'e: "Well... Of course I was worried about you," she murmured softly. "Why would I mmrrrmmfff." He had cut off her words when he kissed her and she smiled into it, leaning into it and kissing him back as soon as it was deepened, her lips parting and her mouth opened to his tongue.
And her heart had been all fine and beating at a regular rate. Now it was starting to skip a beat and race, and it almost felt like it was up in her throat. But he had the sweetest kisses.
Prometheus: Theus slid his tongue into her mouth and mated it with hers. She really did have the sweetest mouth. And he was so excited to actually be kissing someone. And he wasn't getting slapped. This was new. He pulled closer to deepen the kiss, and was immediately aroused by the feel of her full high breasts against his chest. Guh. And Theus Jr. came galloping into the ring. Really, he was going to have to learn how to control his bodily reactions to her, or she was going to think he was a horndog.
He broke the kiss breathily, and smiled down at her. "We really should have that pizza now, before I suggest we go back to my dorm and make out. Because that would be wrong."
Change'e: Her cheeks were, once again, burning and she just gave him a tiny little cough and cleared her throat. She almost looked like she was going to go and die in a minute at the mention of 'making out' and she just mumbled a few things beneath her breath, inaudible and really they made no sense at all.
"Er uh... right. Let's...go get pizza and, erm, eat." Yep. Anything that was blatant and she understood could lead up or was sexual talk? She just sort of died or spazzed a little. That or stared at whoever had spoken.
Prometheus: He thought she was just the cutest girl he'd ever seen. Taking her hand in his again, he continued walking down the street, the pizza place just one store down. When they got there, he held the door open for her, and let her choose a table. As they sat down, he looked up at her and smiled. Wow, she was pretty. Like, super pretty.
"So, pepperoni and sausage? I'm really in need of meat right now."
Change'e: She had to push some hair over her shoulder and she blinked at his question, her brown eyes studying his eyes for a second and she nodded with a giggle. "That sounds good to me," she told him and reached into her pocked for a hair scrunchie. WHen she found it CHange'e pulled back her hair into a ponytail.
There, that was so much better right there.No she wouldn't have to worry about playing the hair-over-the-shoulder game anymore.
Prometheus: He was slightly bummed that she had put up her hair, it was so long and pretty. But now he could see all of her beautiful face. And he was content to just look at her. And look at her. And completely forget that he needed to go order a pizza. Shit. He got up and grinned sheepishly.
"I'll go up and order one then. What kind of soda do you want? Or do you want beer or wine or something? I'm 21, so it's ok. That reminds me, I don't even know how old you are or what your last name is or if you already have a boyfriend and oh my Jesus' dad I should have made sure of that before I kissed you oh shit Change'e you don't have a boyfriend do you?"
Change'e: "...maybe a Pepsi," she told him with another little giggle and reached up to scratch at her cheek. But her hand fell away and her smile seemed to fade just a bit. "Uhm... I'm 18 and my last name is MuRong..." A short pause and she leaned back in her chair with a thoughtful look, her eyes widening at his question about a boyfriend.
Oh she almost flailed at him and shook her head quickly.
"I-I don't have a boyfriend!" She stared at him with wide eyes and felt her cheeks start to warmen and then she started to calm down and cleared her throat. "I...Uhm. I mean. No, not at all, no boyfriend."
And she gave him the sweetest smile she could ever give a person.
Prometheus: Theus blew out a sigh of relief at her lack of boyfriend. She was so pretty, he was worried that she would already have a boyfriend. And then he'd just have to allow his ass to be kicked for dating another guy's woman.
"That's good to hear. I would be mortified if I was kissing another guy's girlfriend. Ok, I'm going to go order now."
Change'e: As usual she scratched at her cheek in a confused manner but just smiled at his sigh, glad to see that he wasn't up or anything. That was a good thing. "If I had a boyfriend I would have told you, silly." That and if she had had a boyfriend she wouldn't have kissed Theus at all. Nope. Wouldn't have at all.
And with a tiny laugh Change'e just nodded slowly. "Okay... You go ahead and do that and I'll be right here."
Prometheus: He walked away grinning at her cuteness, and ordered their pizza. Grabbing two cups from the counter, he got her a Pepsi and himself a Dr. Pepper, carrying them to the table.
"So, I know you like Art History. You're pretty good at it. And I know you're kinda quiet. But what do you like to do when you're not studying?"
Change'e: Taking the pizza and her soda she flashed him a bright smile before picking up the soda and took a sip from it. Yummy. Pepsi and the soothingingly sweet sugary taste of it. she so did like her soda, even if she was oh so biased towards Pepsi.
"Well, let's see." She blinked at him and sipped the soda again setting it back to the table. "I like to read when I'm not studying, sometimes even paint. I also tend to sit around and watch movies with my roommate..." She really did like her roommate, too. "Oh! I, um, also like to look at the moon at night."
...mostly because she was the clone of the Goddess of the Moon. But also because she loved the moon. It was so pretty.
Prometheus: Theus just blinked. "I totally love movies. I could just sit there and watch, like any comedy or action movie ever. Don't tell anyone but I even like those chick flicks. You know, the ones that make girls all weepy? Sometimes I find myself getting a little teary-eyed sometimes too. And I don't know why, but I've always found myself drawn to the moon. I love to watch its' phases changing and how it evolves into a full moon. I love the luminous quality of it and how bright it can be, even covered in clouds. It just calls to me sometimes, with its' solitary openness and its' darkly evasive craters, looking so shallow yet being so deep and endless. It's like a metaphor for life. At first glance, life seems so shallow and meaningless, but when looked at further, with a stronger and more powerful perusal, you find that there are multitudes of reasons why it's deep and meaningful and full of endless possibilities."
Change'e: Change'e just laughed softly as he babbled on and on. It was really cute just to hear him speak quickly like that. She couldn't help but it to be one of the cutest things ever. Sipping her soda she smiled gently at him and said, "Okay, I promise not to tell anyone you like those type of girl movies." She could keep that a secret, as well as anything else he wanted her to keep a secret.
But her jaw dropped slightly as he spoke about the moon and she felt her cheeks growing warm again. He...like it that much? Wow. She had never met anyone who liked as much as her before. "You're the first person I've ever met who spoke about the moon like that. Well, besides myself that is."
And with a deeper smile she leaned forward. Right there she knew that she was going to be growing very fond of Theus over the time she would be spending with him. And she was looking forward to that.