The Outlook

[ObscureInsanity]

I'm sure he's got a good reason for his absence, and will explain it when he returns.

*He watched her bury the starfish with an inquisitive look. He'd never had even thought to do such a thing. She was a kind soul in addition to being shy and eager at the same time. He smiled as she took his hand again. Their eyes locked as he responded*

I enjoy multitasking, and doing many things at once seems to help me to keep my brain settled. Otherwise it would be a jumble of random thoughts, intent on tearing me from sanity.

In regards to the S&F...you've no need to worry. There will be time for your character and mine to interact, alone.

*His grin widened at that last bit, not entirely subconsciously*

She nodded as he spoke of SW and listened to his explanation of why he's able to keep up consistent responses.

"That makes sense," she agreed. "I often do that... though, not to the same degree whilst on here... I do other things... for example, I have a tendency of always having something in my hand... a pencil (drawing), a mouse, a crochet needle, hemp (for bracelets)... I constantly need to do something with my hands," she giggled to herself as she admitted it. "not sure why I do those things," she shrugged "I mean, I enjoy them... I just constantly need to be doing something with my hands when I'm awake; it helps me function better... does that even make sense?"

She giggled again and nodded. "Alright, hopefully it wont be a time when I'm sleeping, though; I missed my last opportunity..."

They continued on the path, waves lapping around their feet and ankles.

 

[fr33ks33k]

She nodded as he spoke of SW and listened to his explanation of why he's able to keep up consistent responses.

"That makes sense," she agreed. "I often do that... though, not to the same degree whilst on here... I do other things... for example, I have a tendency of always having something in my hand... a pencil (drawing), a mouse, a crochet needle, hemp (for bracelets)... I constantly need to do something with my hands," she giggled to herself as she admitted it. "not sure why I do those things," she shrugged "I mean, I enjoy them... I just constantly need to be doing something with my hands when I'm awake; it helps me function better... does that even make sense?"

She giggled again and nodded. "Alright, hopefully it wont be a time when I'm sleeping, though; I missed my last opportunity..."

They continued on the path, waves lapping around their feet and ankles.

*He continued to smile as they walked. The Outlook was well off in the distance now. Their footsteps had been washed away by the tides rolling*

I'm sure our paths will cross favorably, so long as you do not sleep like a hibernating bear again...

*He chuckled softly, squeezing her hand*

It appears we have gone farther than I anticipated.

*His hand points out the spot on the horizon that is the Outlook. He lights the lantern to aid her sight*

 

[ObscureInsanity]

*He continued to smile as they walked. The Outlook was well off in the distance now. Their footsteps had been washed away by the tides rolling*

I'm sure our paths will cross favorably, so long as you do not sleep like a hibernating bear again...

*He chuckled softly, squeezing her hand*

It appears we have gone farther than I anticipated.

*His hand points out the spot on the horizon that is the Outlook. He lights the lantern to aid her sight*

She laughed out loud. "I will make sure that I do not drink as heavily ever again, unless I'm at an Irish wake or something."

She squinted to see the lit speck on the horizon, adjusting her glasses higher on the bridge of her nose, then laughed.

"Well, I guess that's what happens when one is in good company with good conversation," she grinned; she looked around the area to see if there was a place to sit; she did not let his hand go. She looked to him to see if he was to suggest anything: to stay? to go back? Either would be fine... as long as she could go along.

 

[fr33ks33k]

She laughed out loud. "I will make sure that I do not drink as heavily ever again, unless I'm at an Irish wake or something."

She squinted to see the lit speck on the horizon, adjusting her glasses higher on the bridge of her nose, then laughed.

"Well, I guess that's what happens when one is in good company with good conversation," she grinned; she looked around the area to see if there was a place to sit; she did not let his hand go. She looked to him to see if he was to suggest anything: to stay? to go back? Either would be fine... as long as she could go along.

Heh, I have not had a night like that in quite a while. I am considering remedying that tomorrow.

*He laughed with her for a bit before he followed her eyes as she glanced about. He spotted another small clearing of grass sprouting stubbornly through the sand, leading her there and taking a seat, all while keeping her hand within his*

I'll have to remember this spot is here. It's rather quaint, don't you think?

*His gaze swept the beach before falling at last on her, a glint of moonlight flashing in his eyes*

 

[ObscureInsanity]

Heh, I have not had a night like that in quite a while. I am considering remedying that tomorrow.

*He laughed with her for a bit before he followed her eyes as she glanced about. He spotted another small clearing of grass sprouting stubbornly through the sand, leading her there and taking a seat, all while keeping her hand within his*

I'll have to remember this spot is here. It's rather quaint, don't you think?

*His gaze swept the beach before falling at last on her, a glint of moonlight flashing in his eyes*

She giggled. "I'm an awful lightweight drinker," she said, shrugging. "Two servings of anything and I'm tipsy, its horrible," she giggled again.

She sits with him, comfortably close, with enough space to maneuver either away or towards... depending.

"This is a nice little spot," she agreed with him; she bit her bottom lip and looked up towards him. She smiled bashfully, her left shoulder rising slight towards the base of her jaw, as if she were shrugging.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

*slips out of the Outlook and heads for home.*

 

[fr33ks33k]

She giggled. "I'm an awful lightweight drinker," she said, shrugging. "Two servings of anything and I'm tipsy, its horrible," she giggled again.

She sits with him, comfortably close, with enough space to maneuver either away or towards... depending.

"This is a nice little spot," she agreed with him; she bit her bottom lip and looked up towards him. She smiled bashfully, her left shoulder rising slight towards the base of her jaw, as if she were shrugging.

Oh my! Only two? I've a friend like that...she's building up her tolerance though. Sadly for me, it takes quite a bit of anything to have much of an effect. Gets costly, so I don't drink very often.

*Sitting as they were, their hands had become disentangled. He was leaning back on his, legs straight out, toes wiggling in the sand. The way she smiled made him smile involuntarily, though he did not mind in the least. The light fell favorably on her hair and eyes, the moon adding a glimmer of ethereal beauty to her features.*

 

[ObscureInsanity]

Oh my! Only two? I've a friend like that...she's building up her tolerance though. Sadly for me, it takes quite a bit of anything to have much of an effect. Gets costly, so I don't drink very often.

*Sitting as they were, their hands had become disentangled. He was leaning back on his, legs straight out, toes wiggling in the sand. The way she smiled made him smile involuntarily, though he did not mind in the least. The light fell favorably on her hair and eyes, the moon adding a glimmer of ethereal beauty to her features.*

"I'm attempting to build up my tolerance..." she giggled. "Haven't been able to successfully do so yet, though." She nodded. "I could imagine... I couldn't phantom trying to drink in great excess, though," she sighed. "Just not my cup of tea; I like feeling happy, anything past happy ends up with me having an awful headache and metallic tastes in my mouth."

She hugged her knees and looked out to sea. It was odd: anywhere else in the world, with just as little light (if not less) would scare her. But she knew what was beyond, she could hear it. She inhaled the salty air, allowing it to cocoon her, hold her, it made her tremble. She allowed one hand to drape down towards the sand, brushing at it gently, allowing little meandering trails to form from her fingertips. He was good company, she glanced back at him and opened her mouth to say something but nothing escaped her lips. She giggled instead, allowing her eyes to trace over his moonlit features: most specifically his face.

Surely, this was a night to remember.

 

[fr33ks33k]

Yes, there is that. Often I only get a buzzing in the back of my head; sort of like having a hornet's nest in there. I find that to be a rather enjoyable sensation for some odd reason. Hangovers don't visit me often, either. Which is thankful.

*He leaned forward a bit, watching her draw idly in the sand. Her mouth moved to speak but lost the words in an adorable giggle.*

Were you going to say something?

*He supported himself with one hand, the other dusted off briefly on his pants before moving to brush an errant lock of hair from her face*

 

[ObscureInsanity]

Yes, there is that. Often I only get a buzzing in the back of my head; sort of like having a hornet's nest in there. I find that to be a rather enjoyable sensation for some odd reason. Hangovers don't visit me often, either. Which is thankful.

*He leaned forward a bit, watching her draw idly in the sand. Her mouth moved to speak but lost the words in an adorable giggle.*

Were you going to say something?

*He supported himself with one hand, the other dusted off briefly on his pants before moving to brush an errant lock of hair from her face*

"Lucky," she commented. She didn't know a person who didn't get a hangover in her little circle of friends.

She shrugged shyly again. "I can't remember..." she stretched the truth a little, she remembered a bit of what she meant to say, but her mind was going a million miles an hour in several different directions: the atmosphere, the company she had with her, how much she would miss being so close to the ocean.

She blushed as he brushed away a stray lock of hair; she scooted a little closer to him in the sand. It was getting a little chilly; what can a girl do? Her legs curled under her, she supported her weight with one arm, leaning close to him predominantly on her left hip.

"I wonder..." she said softly in his ear, allowing the thought to trail away, perhaps even deliberately leaving that lingering thought to be completed by him.

 

[fr33ks33k]

"Lucky," she commented. She didn't know a person who didn't get a hangover in her little circle of friends.

She shrugged shyly again. "I can't remember..." she stretched the truth a little, she remembered a bit of what she meant to say, but her mind was going a million miles an hour in several different directions: the atmosphere, the company she had with her, how much she would miss being so close to the ocean.

She blushed as he brushed away a stray lock of hair; she scooted a little closer to him in the sand. It was getting a little chilly; what can a girl do? Her legs curled under her, she supported her weight with one arm, leaning close to him predominantly on her left hip.

"I wonder..." she said softly in his ear, allowing the thought to trail away, perhaps even deliberately leaving that lingering thought to be completed by him.

I am truly lucky, but for reasons other than just being immune to hangovers.

*He shifted his weight as she cuddled closer to him, allowing her to lean against him, siphoning his plentiful warmth. Another reason he was lucky, at least in colder regions. His body heat was always high, and surely she could feel that. That blush of hers was back, spreading from cheeks to her neck and what bit of her chest was shown by the cut of her dress. Her voice in his ear lingered, and he turned his head to face her, closer now than ever.*

Leaving things to wonder can be fun, but...

*With a small grin, devious at the edges, he cradled her chin and cheek, still flushed and ruddy. His smiling lips pressed to hers for a brief moment. The kiss was swift and sweet, firm yet fleeting. He pulled back slowly to gauge her reaction, hoping that his forwardness was not unwelcomed*

 

[ObscureInsanity]

I am truly lucky, but for reasons other than just being immune to hangovers.

*He shifted his weight as she cuddled closer to him, allowing her to lean against him, siphoning his plentiful warmth. Another reason he was lucky, at least in colder regions. His body heat was always high, and surely she could feel that. That blush of hers was back, spreading from cheeks to her neck and what bit of her chest was shown by the cut of her dress. Her voice in his ear lingered, and he turned his head to face her, closer now than ever.*

Leaving things to wonder can be fun, but...

*With a small grin, devious at the edges, he cradled her chin and cheek, still flushed and ruddy. His smiling lips pressed to hers for a brief moment. The kiss was swift and sweet, firm yet fleeting. He pulled back slowly to gauge her reaction, hoping that his forwardness was not unwelcomed*

Her lips parted again, but only slight, and hardly visible. She took in a breath, a sort of mini-gasp that's sound got lost in the noise of the wind rushing past them.

The kiss was... well, it was at the right time... she couldn't complain. She smiled, the sort of giddy girl who got her first kiss ever smile. Her cheeks were flush still, but now for a different reason.

As she leaned against him she felt compelled to touch his face; gently wiping her hands on the skirt of her little dress to remove any remnants of the sand they sat on, she touched his cheek tenderly, trying so tenaciously to gaze into his eyes despite the poorly lit environment; in her eyes a sense of seeking... something... her face came close to his again, lips nearly touching. Her eyes slowly closed as she tentatively brushed her bottom lip against his, then kissed him again. A little longer, a little less force. She pulled away but not as far away as he had after the initial kiss. Her face tilted down a few degrees, she shivered... or was it a tremble?

 

[fr33ks33k]

Her lips parted again, but only slight, and hardly visible. She took in a breath, a sort of mini-gasp that's sound got lost in the noise of the wind rushing past them.

The kiss was... well, it was at the right time... she couldn't complain. She smiled, the sort of giddy girl who got her first kiss ever smile. Her cheeks were flush still, but now for a different reason.

As she leaned against him she felt compelled to touch his face; gently wiping her hands on the skirt of her little dress to remove any remnants of the sand they sat on, she touched his cheek tenderly, trying so tenaciously to gaze into his eyes despite the poorly lit environment; in her eyes a sense of seeking... something... her face came close to his again, lips nearly touching. Her eyes slowly closed as she tentatively brushed her bottom lip against his, then kissed him again. A little longer, a little less force. She pulled away but not as far away as he had after the initial kiss. Her face tilted down a few degrees, she shivered... or was it a tremble?

*Her fingers were soft, but her lips were more silken. He felt his breath catch in his throat as she parted their embrace again. His dark brown eyes were focused intently on her. He felt the tremors of her body, and it echoed in his spine. His voice was barely above a whisper as he spoke*

Now I'm the one wondering....

 

[ObscureInsanity]

*Her fingers were soft, but her lips were more silken. He felt his breath catch in his throat as she parted their embrace again. His dark brown eyes were focused intently on her. He felt the tremors of her body, and it echoed in his spine. His voice was barely above a whisper as he spoke*

Now I'm the one wondering....

She looked up with her eyes, only her eyes, maintaining a very submissive posture. She smiled a little and blushed a great deal... she didn't know what to say or do or... a small sigh escaped her lips. He was warm. He was... well, he was wonderful. She lowered her head farther without hunching over.

Thoughts drifted here and there... thoughts she normally could suppress.
She placed her hand over his heart. Felt it. Heard hers. Her heart was pounding in her ears.

"What do you wonder?" she whispered back, hoping it wouldn't be lost in the wind. Her voice was small, far shyer than she meant it to sound.

 

[fr33ks33k]

She looked up with her eyes, only her eyes, maintaining a very submissive posture. She smiled a little and blushed a great deal... she didn't know what to say or do or... a small sigh escaped her lips. He was warm. He was... well, he was wonderful. She lowered her head farther without hunching over.

Thoughts drifted here and there... thoughts she normally could suppress.
She placed her hand over his heart. Felt it. Heard hers. Her heart was pounding in her ears.

"What do you wonder?" she whispered back, hoping it wouldn't be lost in the wind. Her voice was small, far shyer than she meant it to sound.

*Her hand on his chest sent a shiver through him, though he did not visibly shudder. Her chin was down, but her eyes were up and full of timidity and curiosity.*

I'm wondering if kissing you is going to prove impossible to stop doing...

*His words were scarcely out before their lips met again, his hand still cradling her face, caressing her cheek as his eyes fluttered closed. He felt her lips with his tongue, tentatively probing at them, seeking entry to deepen the kiss, but only if she yielded to such entreats*

 

[ObscureInsanity]

*Her hand on his chest sent a shiver through him, though he did not visibly shudder. Her chin was down, but her eyes were up and full of timidity and curiosity.*

I'm wondering if kissing you is going to prove impossible to stop doing...

*His words were scarcely out before their lips met again, his hand still cradling her face, caressing her cheek as his eyes fluttered closed. He felt her lips with his tongue, tentatively probing at them, seeking entry to deepen the kiss, but only if she yielded to such entreats*

His lips caught hers before she responded. Eyes shut automatically as she subconsciously leaned into the kiss. If they were standing, she'd press herself against him with no fear. She gently grasped the fabric of his shirt in her hand as she allowed his probing tongue to enter her mouth. Tongues touched, tongues swirled. She nearly held her breath in fear of making a sound: ruining the moment.

Her hand released the fabric of his shirt and climbed up his chest, around the back of his neck where it rested, contouring against his skin. She shyly withdrew, bit her bottom lip a moment, kissed him softly again. Withdrew, again.

 

[fr33ks33k]

His lips caught hers before she responded. Eyes shut automatically as she subconsciously leaned into the kiss. If they were standing, she'd press herself against him with no fear. She gently grasped the fabric of his shirt in her hand as she allowed his probing tongue to enter her mouth. Tongues touched, tongues swirled. She nearly held her breath in fear of making a sound: ruining the moment.

Her hand released the fabric of his shirt and climbed up his chest, around the back of his neck where it rested, contouring against his skin. She shyly withdrew, bit her bottom lip a moment, kissed him softly again. Withdrew, again.

*With every retreat, he felt the need to pursue and steal another kiss, but he allowed her to dictate the pace. He felt the tips of her fingers glide along the back of his neck, his skin prickling from the touch. He took this opportunity to readjust his positioning, sitting up straighter. He brushed his other hand on his pants before tracing along the side of her neck, flesh taut from angling toward him.*

 

[ObscureInsanity]

*With every retreat, he felt the need to pursue and steal another kiss, but he allowed her to dictate the pace. He felt the tips of her fingers glide along the back of his neck, his skin prickling from the touch. He took this opportunity to readjust his positioning, sitting up straighter. He brushed his other hand on his pants before tracing along the side of her neck, flesh taut from angling toward him.*

She trembled. It was involuntary and fast. Any sort of touch or lingering on her neck for some reason did that to her. She forced herself to control her breathing; she tried to convince herself he wasn't touching her neck, but, of course, it didn't work.

She moved herself, pulling her skirt up a little bit so that she could kneel in the soft sand that they were sitting in; she sat on her calves, very eastern hemisphere style, though, strongly considered taking his lap. Of course, that wouldn't be a very lady-like thing, especially in a dress. She gazed upon him, wanting, but restraining herself. Maybe she wanted to be dominated? She wasn't even entirely sure...

She made no sudden movement, no reach, no lean. She waited. She wasn't afraid. She had no need to be. She smiled at him again.

 

[fr33ks33k]

She trembled. It was involuntary and fast. Any sort of touch or lingering on her neck for some reason did that to her. She forced herself to control her breathing; she tried to convince herself he wasn't touching her neck, but, of course, it didn't work.

She moved herself, pulling her skirt up a little bit so that she could kneel in the soft sand that they were sitting in; she sat on her calves, very eastern hemisphere style, though, strongly considered taking his lap. Of course, that wouldn't be a very lady-like thing, especially in a dress. She gazed upon him, wanting, but restraining herself. Maybe she wanted to be dominated? She wasn't even entirely sure...

She made no sudden movement, no reach, no lean. She waited. She wasn't afraid. She had no need to be. She smiled at him again.

*The vibration of her body was evident, though she had tried to subdue it. He smiled back at her before the hand at her neck moved behind it, mirroring her hold on him. The hand at her cheek brought her close, another kiss to be had. The pressure built steadily, that hand drifting down to her collarbone, then over her shoulder, grasping there while the hand at the base of her skull kept her close, lost in her hair. He leaned against her, both to share more of his warmth against the growing chill of the night and to feel the press of her body against his. It felt....right.*

 

[ObscureInsanity]

*The vibration of her body was evident, though she had tried to subdue it. He smiled back at her before the hand at her neck moved behind it, mirroring her hold on him. The hand at her cheek brought her close, another kiss to be had. The pressure built steadily, that hand drifting down to her collarbone, then over her shoulder, grasping there while the hand at the base of her skull kept her close, lost in her hair. He leaned against her, both to share more of his warmth against the growing chill of the night and to feel the press of her body against his. It felt....right.*

The kiss was a lot more powerful than she had intended; when their lips met again it was like electricity surging through them. She welcomed all that he was willing to give: when he leaned, she leaned. She grasped his neck with slight pressure, just to establish it was there for a reason: though, the reason probably wasn't apparent to neither her nor him.

She scooted forward the best she could without breaking the kiss, but still, there was an awkward turn of the head in question. She contemplated a moment, pulling away from the kiss; taking her hand away from the back of his neck, she climbed onto his lap so that they were facing each other with ease (her skirt hiked up slightly to comfortably form against the supple curve of her thighs without damaging the fabric). She hoped it wasn't too bold of her; she felt timid again, but restrained her shyness away with another kiss. Her fingertips grazed against his collarbone, over his shirt, and found their place back around the back of his neck; however, they didn't stop there: her hand moved into his hair, backwards, against the grain, as she continued to kiss him.

 

[fr33ks33k]

The kiss was a lot more powerful than she had intended; when their lips met again it was like electricity surging through them. She welcomed all that he was willing to give: when he leaned, she leaned. She grasped his neck with slight pressure, just to establish it was there for a reason: though, the reason probably wasn't apparent to neither her nor him.

She scooted forward the best she could without breaking the kiss, but still, there was an awkward turn of the head in question. She contemplated a moment, pulling away from the kiss; taking her hand away from the back of his neck, she climbed onto his lap so that they were facing each other with ease (her skirt hiked up slightly to comfortably form against the supple curve of her thighs without damaging the fabric). She hoped it wasn't too bold of her; she felt timid again, but restrained her shyness away with another kiss. Her fingertips grazed against his collarbone, over his shirt, and found their place back around the back of his neck; however, they didn't stop there: her hand moved into his hair, backwards, against the grain, as she continued to kiss him.

*This new position was much more comfortable; less craning, more form-fitting. As her hands sought his hair, his found her hips, sliding along the fabric of her dress, bunching it up a bit as they roamed to the small of her back. Their kissing remained steady, tongues teasing and dancing as their lips met over and over. His roving fingers slid up her back, moving along her shoulder blades before retracing their path back down her spine and onto her hips. The lantern, long forgotten, had lost it's power and lay inert off to the side of them. His eyes opened in between kisses, taking in the sight of her straddling him. If it had felt right before, it felt more so now.*

 

[ObscureInsanity]

*This new position was much more comfortable; less craning, more form-fitting. As her hands sought his hair, his found her hips, sliding along the fabric of her dress, bunching it up a bit as they roamed to the small of her back. Their kissing remained steady, tongues teasing and dancing as their lips met over and over. His roving fingers slid up her back, moving along her shoulder blades before retracing their path back down her spine and onto her hips. The lantern, long forgotten, had lost it's power and lay inert off to the side of them. His eyes opened in between kisses, taking in the sight of her straddling him. If it had felt right before, it felt more so now.*

Her body was telling her things she knew all too well; his touch on her bare skin, the kissing... it all made sense and seemed to be falling into place. She stopped kissing him a couple of times because she foolishly forgot to breathe through the kiss; she gasped for air in hard inhales as if drawing in an illicit drug, then returned to his lips.

Chemistry complimenting Chemistry, she felt no walls brought up to protect her from him: there had to be a reason for it. She eventually paused from kissing him and just peered down at him, heart racing, body trembling from both the cool air and the entire situation. She attempted to regulate her breathing, but... in a way she didn't want to... She kissed his forehead gently and ran her thumb over his lips, her face took on a contemplative facade.

 

[fr33ks33k]

*His own breaths were more controlled, but only marginally. When she finally pulled back, he felt almost like a piece of him was missing, but still close enough to touch. Her eyes held questions, and he found a voice for his own*

And what are you wondering now, Kay?

*His own mind reeled with thoughts and images, plentiful and varied*

 

[ObscureInsanity]

*His own breaths were more controlled, but only marginally. When she finally pulled back, he felt almost like a piece of him was missing, but still close enough to touch. Her eyes held questions, and he found a voice for his own*

And what are you wondering now, Kay?

*His own mind reeled with thoughts and images, plentiful and varied*

"It's cold," she stated, her voice was small and nearly lost in the wind. It also wasn't really what she wanted to say: she could have added so much to that, corny little tag phrases that dictated the lust that dwelled within her, or just the lust that dwelled in her. She was pretty sure he could feel it, she could. At this point he was far more intoxicating to her than the strongest man-made imbibe, more beautiful to her than the gift of life... so many things were flying through her mind, misconstruing her judgment in such a attractive way.

She looked to the lantern laying dead in the sand, then peered at the little speck on the horizon. She wanted to do more, she wanted to do so much more. She looked back down into his eyes. What could they do? They could... freeze here, that's for certain. She shivered as the air caught her at just the right angle. She was a self respecting girl anyway... and beach sand in places... she blushed at the thought of how the beach sand would get there and giggled a little.

She got up gently, taking great care not to harm him in that endeavor and brushed herself off, allowing the skirt of her dress to fall back where it needed to be.

"We'd... better head back..." she nods at the outlook. "before they send a search party..." she giggled.

She didn't want to, though, at all... but she knew it was probably the best idea for the both of them.

 

[fr33ks33k]

"It's cold," she stated, her voice was small and nearly lost in the wind. It also wasn't really what she wanted to say: she could have added so much to that, corny little tag phrases that dictated the lust that dwelled within her, or just the lust that dwelled in her. She was pretty sure he could feel it, she could. At this point he was far more intoxicating to her than the strongest man-made imbibe, more beautiful to her than the gift of life... so many things were flying through her mind, misconstruing her judgment in such a attractive way.

She looked to the lantern laying dead in the sand, then peered at the little speck on the horizon. She wanted to do more, she wanted to do so much more. She looked back down into his eyes. What could they do? They could... freeze here, that's for certain. She shivered as the air caught her at just the right angle. She was a self respecting girl anyway... and beach sand in places... she blushed at the thought of how the beach sand would get there and giggled a little.

She got up gently, taking great care not to harm him in that endeavor and brushed herself off, allowing the skirt of her dress to fall back where it needed to be.

"We'd... better head back..." she nods at the outlook. "before they send a search party..." she giggled.

She didn't want to, though, at all... but she knew it was probably the best idea for the both of them.

*He watched her shiver a few times before and after she'd stood. He rose to join her, nodding and scooping up the lantern. He saw the same emotions in her eyes...the longing, the want, the craving. Those things would have to be sated later...but when they were....he shook his head, dusting a few stray remnants of sand from his pants.*

You're right. Wouldn't want them to worry about us...

*He chuckled at the thought of what people would ask the following day. He smiled broadly at the thought of his response.

Taking her hand and squeezing gently, they strode back to the Outlook, the tides retreating as they made their way slowly back to the steps, climbing them equally slow. He walked her to her room, leaving her with a gentle kiss on her forehead and a smile full of promise*

Goodnight Kay. Sleep well.