He was being sweet. Sweet enough that the tension in her body was melting away and she was turning a new, curious look on his face that had tilted close to her own. She shivered when his fingers stroked her bare arm with new intimacy, but she closed the hap when his lips kissed her shoulder. She dropped her pillow down onto her lap and hugged her arms around his neck. This time, it was her face that tilted toward his, her lips a tentative, sweet brush against his mouth.<br/><br/>She hummed her pleasure against his lips, especially when he didn’t seem to make any move to pull away from her, and pushed her softer mouth harder against his own pair of lips. Now that the fevered momentum of that first time had passed and the initial shock was fading into something that, while she was still shy over, her own inquisitive nature wanted to explore it. Hitching herself up and closer to him, her blanket fell away, revealing more of the creamy pale softness that she had tried to hide away as she kissed him.<br/><br/>“OK,” she mumbled awkwardly, dragging her lips away from his, but not withdrawing just how close she had inched to him. Blue eyes met his own darker pair and she even flashed an impish little smile. “Let’s shower together.” She did blush, of course, saying it loud, punctuating the remark with a little giggle.