forum Hold me closer, tiny dancer (o/o) (Closed)

Started December 20, 2021 by @emilyevewrites group

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Eve giggled flirtatiously, basically ignoring what he’d just said. “I like you, I like you, like you, like you…” she repeated in a singsong voice, reaching up again to touch his face. “Pretty face,” she mumbled. “Pretty lips.”

"Eve… you don't know what you're saying." Rowan replied softly, although he leaned into her touch regardless. "You don't like me, remember? We're rivals. You hate me."

“I don’t-hate you,” Eve whispered. Her eyes wandered around his face, drunkenly taking in every detail. “Not any-more. I like you lots.” She smiled sweetly and used her fingers to play with a bit of his brownish-blondeish hair.

"Oh? And why's that? I haven't done anything particularly different that I remember…" Rowan still seemed very confused, but he didn't move away. "Did I do something while I was drunk that I don't remember?"

Eve tilted her head back and laughed. Her shining eyes looking into his as she blurted out what mere hours earlier she’d sworn to herself to keep a secret: “You kissed me, darling!”

Rowan flushed red and paused for a second, processing. "H-Huh? I… I did…?" He asked, his heart pounding hard in his chest. "Are you sure? I don't… I think I would've remembered that…"

Eve clicked her tongue against her teeth. “Positive. After-you fell,” she added helpfully. “And your lips were sweet~”

Rowan flushed harder and closed his eyes, shaking his head a bit. God, how could I be so stupid? This is all my fault, isn't it? He sighed softly, leaning into Eve's hands a bit more. "God, I'm… I-I'm so sorry…"

Eve’s happy expression dropped. “What?” She frowned, sitting up and using both of her hands to caress and hold his face now. “Don’t be-sorry. I liked it. I-like you,” she purred softly.

Rowan looked up at Eve weakly. "W-Well… I dunno… I didn't force myself on you or anything, did I?" He asked, his voice quiet and wavering. "I don't… I don't want to do anything you're not comfortable with…"

Eve shook her head wildly. “No!” she exclaimed. “I was-too worried about that-myself.” Giggles burst from her lips. “You were-too quick!” She smirked and arched her eyebrows.

Rowan sighed and closed his eyes again, not entirely sure what to do. "Um… alright, then. I'm still sorry, though… um… what are you wanting me to do now?"

Well, since you asked… Eve tilted her head to the side sweetly and looked down at his lips. "Kiss me?" she asked. "And-don't be sorry about-it." A playful glint flashed through her eyes.

Rowan flushed again and paused, not sure if he should oblige Eve. He was also much more nervous since he was sober. After a few seconds of hesitating, he shifted, paused, and managed to lean down to kiss Eve softly.

Eve sighed softly, relaxing as Rowan finally kissed her. Her eyes flickered closed, and she shifted herself to press against him while her fingers still toyed with a strand of his hair. This is good. This feels good.

Rowan finally seemed to relax a bit more and moved closer to deepen the kiss. He could taste the alcohol from Eve, but elected to ignore it. Hopefully she doesn't regret this when she's sober… although she might not remember it with how much she's been drinking.

Eve moved her lips against his slowly, letting the same feeling that had washed over her last night consume her again. A soft moan fell from her mouth as Rowan deepened the kiss, but she loved it.

Rowan soon pulled away and laid Eve back down on the bed. "T-There you go… now you should get some food and water in you, and get some rest, okay? Gotta get you sober."

“But being sober is-boring!” Eve groaned, slightly upset that he’d already ended their kiss. “And I’m not hungry! Or thirst!”

"I know, I know… but I just want to help you, mmkay? So please eat or drink something." Rowan held out the water to her.

Eve pursed her lips and crossed her arms, but after a moment, she reached out and took the water reluctantly from Rowan.

"There you go." Rowan smiled softly. "Do you want to eat something for me, Eve? I made such a nice lunch for both of us."

Eve let out a labored sigh. “I already ate some, you know.” She opened the cap of the water bottle and took a very small sip.

"I know, but the more you eat, the better. You need the calories for your dancing, don't you?" Rowan offered, handing her the bowl.

Eve begrudgingly took the bowl and began to eat its contents. “If I eat…” she mumbled, trailing off her thought.