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[unfortunateson]

WHY DO I EVEN NEED THIS

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[reducedtoasch]

[ Leaning into his touch... ]

Please do not.

[unfortunateson]

[ . . . looking around to see if anyone else is around . . .

nope. which means kissing Dusk just a little more.]

[reducedtoasch]

[ Well okay more kissing can happen. ]

[unfortunateson]

[pulling away after a few moments, though]

--Ha. This is somewhat dangerous. What have we done to ourselves . . .

[reducedtoasch]

[ A little flushed, moving out of the water a little to wring out his clothes and hair. ]

Become a little too indulgent, perhaps.

[unfortunateson]

[watching the hair thing, that's a nice picture]

It has only been twice . . . well . . . three times . . .

Still, I, ah--it's embarrassing, but--I already look forward to--

[reducedtoasch]

[ Glancing back. ]

I. I do as well.

[unfortunateson]

[going to dry himself off!]

That is extremely dangerous.

[reducedtoasch]

[ Clothes are damp but oh well, shuffling back into them. ]

We should perhaps. Prepare. For next time.

[unfortunateson]

Yes, that . . . after this . . . that would be a good idea.

[wringing out his clothes!]

[reducedtoasch]

[ God this still looks so suspicious. ]

A towel, at the very least, is what I would suggest.

[unfortunateson]

Yes--a blanket, maybe--some water . . . [YEP IT SURE DOES]

[reducedtoasch]

[ Weak smile, drawing out a ribbon to tie his hair back with. ]

It may be a bit suspicious looking if we took such items out of our cabins every time we met.

[unfortunateson]

[l-laughing] That would be conspicuous . . . we could leave them somewhere . . . ?

[reducedtoasch]

[ I sure am considering this. ]

... We could.

[unfortunateson]

If we found somewhere private, yes, that would be suitable . . . for meeting. At.

[reducedtoasch]

[ Small laugh, stepping fully out of the water now to wring everything else dry. ]

We can arrange something later then.

[unfortunateson]

[sliding out to get dressed!]

This feels ridiculous. But--not in a bad way. Is that strange?

[reducedtoasch]

No, this... this is certainly a good feeling.

[unfortunateson]

It feels--different, from anything else I know.

[reducedtoasch]

Ah- Have you never-? No, that is rude to ask...

[unfortunateson]

Never--? --Ah. Er. You mean. You--y-yes, you have been my first--I mean, that I recall, though I--highly doubt I experienced it. At home.

[reducedtoasch]

I- Ah. I see.

[ ... Fuzzy feelings... ]

[unfortunateson]

Did you--think I had? I do not think I had even kissed anyone else for pleasure before . . .

[reducedtoasch]

You, ah... you seemed. Experienced.