One unfortunate thing that Reggie and Keelin had in common was that both of them had serious problems when it came to commitment. Keelin's reasons for that were not fully known to Reggie, though he was sure that she probably knew his had something to do with the girl's mother and her sudden disappearance when Bess was only a little thing. And for earth elementals it could be extremely hard to change once they became set in their ways; and if any of the soccer moms had been able to pipe in then they would have said that meant Reggie was never going to date again. Yet here he was, wrapped up on his couch with Keelin, and had anyone asked him then he would likely admit that he had started to have feelings for her awhile ago. He had started to really realize them when she had been trapped inside the high school.
But the lucky thing about kissing someone? You did not have to talk.
Reggie felt a moan slip out from deep in his throat when Keelin grabbed onto his shirt and moved even closer. She wanted to be closer to him too and oh, Reggie was not going to object. Instead he found that his hand had slipped up Keelin's side - higher than he consciously meant for it to go, but he slid it around to stroke the smooth skin of her back, shivering when he touched the strap of her bra. His other one skimmed up the outside of her blouse, stopping when he reached her face, cupping it as he moved to deepen the kiss. This was one of the only times he had been truly alone with Keelin and he was taking full, unashamed advantage of it. Had he been a little braver then he might have done more than just slip his thumb up underneath the strap, surprised by how much he was enjoying this.