Thread: sic parvis magna | randomname98766789 & sixlikesgore

SPACER YO SPACER YO SPACER YO SPACER YO SPACER YO SPACER YO xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ELENA FISHER last years model ... xxxxxxxx I think we can arrange for this to happen. At the compliance received from the darker haired man, Elena's lips pulled into a wide smile as she lead him down the dock a few feet to the branched off line that Sully had settled the seaplane at. Dipping into the entrance of the wave-flowing vessel, the blond lead her taller companion to the room she had had very little time to share with Nathan. Usually, Sully's nights were kept off the plane, and within whatever society they had taken refuge in while exploring or traveling. Elena imagined Sully was more than happy with that arrangement, giving him plenty of space from the two being together, but for nights like these.. The twenty four year old wasn't sure what kind of response they might get. Hopefully he wouldn't be too concerned - she was already aware of how much Nathan meant to the older male. Stepping on his toes wasn't exactly scribbled down in her agenda. Elena had turned after they'd entered the room to shut the door, and as she shifted back on her heels to face Nathan again, and almost let out an audible gasp at the sight of him stripping his wetsuit without hesitation. Swallowing thickly, the blond froze for a moment, trying to find the will to retrieve her gaze from the sight before her, but the more skin he revealed, the more her breath caught within the base of her throat. When Nate's fingers laced within his boxer's waistband, Elena hadn't even realized her staring had started to fester into a more.. provocative leer. Her teeth had caught the left corner of her bottom lip, and the more Nathan pried his boxers from his body, the harder her grip nestled into the bite. It wasn't until he'd tossed the soaked material and the sound echoed throughout the small room that Elena finally snapped to, nearly stuttering an apology before she realized if she did that, then the reporter would also have to admit to her staring. Instead, with another thick swallow and obviously flushed face, the blond shifted to make her way over to her bag, slipping out of her shoes as she went. The entire time she was routing through her luggage, all Elena could envision was Nathan's form within her minds eye. She'd never seen someone so confident with stripping themselves naked before - especially after being so enthralling, without having a sexual relationship. Just seeing him made her thighs quiver with anticipation of what could be, and it was definitely a distraction the twenty four year old wasn't accustomed to. Mostly considering she'd never made it past third base with anyone before. But being just near Nathan - let alone seeing him as she just had - gave her more of an intensity than she'd ever experienced in any of those past experiences which didn't chalk up to that high of a count. Luckily, the first two things Elena found within her bag that were considered clothes were suitable enough for sleeping, so the reporter didn't have to fight her distracted mind too much in order to find something to wear. Straightening, her pair of boycut shorts and baggy tee shirt within reach, Elena unzipped the wetsuit. As she parted the sides, and started to slip her left arm from its confinement, her blue orbs happened to glance over her shoulder towards the treasure hunter, and remained lingering on him for the duration of withdrawing from her wetsuit. By the time she'd tossed the garment in with his own, Nathan had just finished sorting out what they could eat from their perishables, leaving his attention available for her to grab something that she purposely pretended not to notice, feeling like she could act more confident if she 'didn't know' his eyes were on her. Leaning down, just enough to grab the shirt she'd grabbed out, Elena wasn't quick to pull it over her body, untangling it from its half-assed fold job to find the head hole. Slipping that over her head, the blond slowly started to work her arms in, shifting on her feet so that Nathan could catch a glimpse of the underside of her breasts before the material dropped to just below her bottom - something that, after getting a small surge of excitement from knowing Nate had been able to see her change, promoted her not to slide on the shorts she'd intended to wear with it. The faint flush that still lingered over Elena's cheeks grew a bit as she came to take a seat beside the brown haired man. Wordlessly, she leaned down to grab one of the protein bars he'd retrieved, and as her fingers worked away at opening one of the ends, Elena stretched her legs over Nathan's lap, giving him a soft smile as her skin glided along his. Taking a small bite from the corner of her bar, Elena chewed and swallowed the content within her mouth before pressing a sudden kiss to Nathan's jawline. Thank you, she mused afterwards, gesturing with the bar in her hand as to what she was thanking him for. Although, as Elena straightened back into her normal position from the kiss she'd planted, her eyes couldn't leave Nathan's lips, and the protein bar in her hand wasn't cutting it for the kind of appetite Nate had sparked. xxxxxxxxxxxxxx SPACER YO SPACER YO SPACER YO SPACER YO SPACER YO SPACER YO