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A mussy-headed teenage boy and rumpled-looking teenage girl made their way downstairs both of them still looking sleepy.
"--And this is the Bar itself, which, uh, you've already seen--you can order anything from it and it just...appears."
"--And this is the Bar itself, which, uh, you've already seen--you can order anything from it and it just...appears."
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She turned and looked at him, blinking. "Danny. You were jealous of Gregor. And the guy in the Bar."
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Then he admitted, "I didn't really know what it was at the time. All I knew was that I was mad and didn't want him near you."
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She crawled half over him, still dripping, and kissed him warmly. "Idiot."
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He leaned in to kiss her again, kiss her cheek, trail down the side of her face, nuzzling her neck and kissing there...
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It was obvious he wasn't really any more experienced than she was, but there was a lot you could do just by trying.
It was a fun sort of thing to be a learning experience.
He kept pressing his lips against the skin of her neck, up in that little spot under her ear, back down again.
His skin was starting to feel hot, and he felt something...stirring in his chest, in the pit of his stomach...lower...
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Experimentation was fun.
She kissed the hollow of his neck, then one of his collar bones. Because his shirt was off. That was a nice side effect.
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That made it really exciting.
And still really horrifying, because what if he did something wrong, what if he scared her or something?
Slowly, torturously slow, in Danny's mind, his hands palmed the soft (wet) skin of her stomach, then started to slide up, just a little bit, not too far.
"Is--is this okay?"
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Holy crap.
Wait, no, correction:
Holy crap, yes! This was AWESOME!
"Uh huh," he said, eyes wide, his expression eager.
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"Well, you're..." he protested. "...that's really hot."
I.E.: Keep doing it, plz.
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Then it occured to her that she was straddling his waist and she did not care.
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