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everything is never as it seems; maru (makesitpossible) wrote in age_of_miracles,
@ 2008-06-17 20:24:00

Entry tags:

copycat, morph

thread: morph and copycat
Who: Kevin and Vanessa
When: a couple of days ago >.> Fail, me. (Sunday 15th, evening)
Where: Doubletree Hotel in Pittsburgh, PA
What: Whatever else happens, this will inevitably lead to sexy timez.

When Kevin had told his father he'd spend the night at a hotel with Vanessa before heading back to New York, his father didn't have any delusions about what was going to happen. Kevin and his father still weren't on the best terms, but they had some level of honestly. Mr. Sydney wouldn't be offering any talks, though. For that, Kevin was really grateful. He didn't need to be scarred by a sex talk with his father. His father's implicit acceptance was enough. Part of him hoped there might be a bit of approval as well: that Kevin was starting to do something with his life, including having a somewhat serious girlfriend. Hopefully Mr. Sydney liked Vanessa. Considering he didn't say anything to Kevin making him think otherwise, Kevin thought he did. His father had always been fairly open when he was disapproving.

So all-in-all, after the graduation party ( and Father's Day celebration ), Kevin was in a good mood when he and Vanessa got to the hotel. Terrified, nervous, but good. After handling all the check-in, the two went up to the room, and Kevin really had to marvel at the room. It was Fancy, with a capital 'F'. It better be for how much it cost, but still. Kevin was impressed. Tossing his bag at the foot of the King-sized bed, he smiled to Vanessa.

"Whaddya think?" Nice, right? Way nicer than either his parent's house or Xavier's. Really, who'd want to sleep with someone in either of those places, especially for the first time?

Not that Kevin was a romantic.

"You want to check out the pool or...something." Maybe that was a bit vague. Now that they were actually in the hotel room, the nerves were getting touchier.

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your_copy
2008-06-17 07:30 pm UTC (link)

Either fortunately or unfortunately, Vanessa didn't have any delusions about what all this was about either. She had brought up the whole 'are we going to have sex' subject, but, now that they were at the hotel, she was scared out of her wits. It wasn't that she didn't adore Kevin; she did. It wasn't that she didn't want to have sex with him; she was a 19-year-old girl and a virgin. She was curious and had a steady boyfriend. Of course she wanted to. But she also didn't want to turn out to be, like, the worst person in the world in bed.

God, that would be horrifying.

The one thing that helped was that she knew Kevin didn't have any experience either, which meant that, even if she sucked in bed, hopefully he wouldn't know.

Hopefully.

She offered him a tenative smile when he suggested the pool. That would be so easy. Say yes to the pool, dance around the subject. Hell, if they both really freaked out, they would probably manage to get out of here without having sex.

But Vanessa was Vanessa and she had a problem running off her mouth without thinking and, instead of answering directly about the pool, she nervously blurted out, "I want to see the pool but that's not what we came here for... right?"

Oh, god, what if she was wrong? Oh god, oh god, oh god. That thought occurred to her at the last second. What if he had legitimately brought her to a hotel so they could just hang out without his dad around.

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makesitpossible
2008-06-17 08:07 pm UTC (link)

Thank God for Vanessa's blunt replies. Some people would find it frustrating, but Kevin generally appreciated her honesty. Even when it did lead to some awkward conversations.

Hopefully, this night would be less awkward than their conversation about sex. He would count that alone as a success, even if he was no good at sex. God, he hoped he wasn't bad at sex.

"Right, no, you're right," he assured her quickly. "You had just mentioned wanting to see the pool, but...we can do that later. Or tomorrow." Or not. But the offer was there. As well as the hanging offer for sex. Maybe it would be easier if he kissed her. Stepping a bit closer, he said, "Whatever you want, you know?" And then leaned to give her a kiss. Just a brief one to hopefully break some tension. Kissing was good, so sex couldn't be bad, right?

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your_copy
2008-06-17 08:54 pm UTC (link)

The kiss was brief, but it did help to break some of the tension on Vanessa's part anyway. At least it let her know that they were both thinking the same thing, which was better than worrying that she was misinterpreting his actions.

"Maybe we should..." She dropped down to sit on the bed. See, first step there. Forget unpacking or anything. If they could get to the bed, then they could go from there. They could make out just fine like any normal teenagers (or, in Morph's case, twenty-somethings), they were just having a mild freakout. No biggie.

Vanessa hesitated, then offered him a hand to bring him to sit down next to her.

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makesitpossible
2008-06-17 10:34 pm UTC (link)

First steps were good. Morph took her hand and stepped to sit next to her on the bed. Nothing hard about that. Kissing and making out were also nothing they couldn't handle. The rest would just follow naturally. Right?

He turned sideways and leaned forward to kiss her again, not pulling back this time. His palms weren't actually sweaty, but he felt like they should be and he had absolutely no idea what to do with them. For a moment they just sort of hovered at her sides before they came down, one hand on each side of her hip.

Good, good, this was good.

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your_copy
2008-06-18 06:04 pm UTC (link)

Not so bad, not so bad. They were just fine.

Assuming neither freaked and ran. Not that she was considering freaking out and running. But, you know.

She tipped her head a bit to kiss him a little more deeply and then pulled back slightly to speak against his mouth. Vanessa couldn't help it; she had to laugh a little. "We are both so nervous." Like that wasn't obvious. But she was a stater of the obvious if nothing else.

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makesitpossible
2008-06-19 08:26 am UTC (link)

Vanessa said the obvious things that people wouldn't say themselves. It was true. He laughed softly in reply, ducking his head until his forehead rested on her shoulder. "Yeah, we are--but I want to do this. I really, really do." And, no, that wasn't him trying to convince himself. He did want to sleep with her, he was just nervous about doing it wrong. Turning his head, he kissed her neck gently.

Maybe if they lied down or took off some clothes it would be easier.

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your_copy
2008-06-22 04:57 pm UTC (link)

She didn't really want to be the one to initiate things -- she was too nervous -- but someone had to. And she was at least painfully blunt enough to be that person.

"Me too," Vanessa said with a small, slightly nervous smile, giving him a quick kiss and then scooting back on the bed and tugging him after her. "I think it's supposed to be fun, though. Not all... 'oh, God.' Or, well, I guess it's supposed to... wait. Okay. You know what I mean."

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makesitpossible
2008-06-22 06:02 pm UTC (link)

He moved more to the center of the bed, following her carefully. He couldn't help grinning as she stumbled over her words. "It's got to be fun, or else people wouldn't do it so much." That made sense.

Apparently proud of his own logic, he grew a bit more bold and reached up underneath her shirt to touch the skin underneath. He pulled slightly, seeming to get the intention of taking her out of her clothes, before quietly asking, "This's okay, right?" You know, stripping her. It was going to be hard to have sex if they didn't.

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your_copy
2008-06-23 06:30 pm UTC (link)

"Uh uh," Vanessa mumbled, even if she was a little surprised when she felt his hands under her shirt. Not that they didn't make out on a regular basis or anything, but this was different. This was going somewhere else entirely.

She squirmed a little to help him with the shirt --- figuring she should probably be a little more helpful than just giving him an uh uh response. Then added suddenly, "You're not going to freak out if I turn... blue all of a sudden, are you?"

Since it normally didn't take a lot of concentration to keep an alternate face on, but she didn't know what would happen if she forgot to concentrate completely.

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makesitpossible
2008-06-25 09:57 pm UTC (link)

'Uh uh' really could be taken in several ways, but when she moved to help him take off her shirt, he took it as an all-ready sign and moved to pull it from her. With another nervous kiss, he pulled back, taking off his own shirt. Never mind the fact he wasn't really wearing one.

He blinked at her question before laughing softly. "As long as you don't scream if I turn all...you know." White and squishy. He didn't really want to say it, as if that would cause it to happen.

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