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 Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2013 4:14 pm
He felt his stomach lurch a little, butterflies exploding inside as Stormy wrapped her arms around him. Slightly taken aback by her sudden - yet altogether wholly welcomed - affection, it took him a moment to respond, Gale's hands resting against her back.
But then she was at his height and she was giving him that adorably shy smile and Gale felt his breath catch his throat, his face turning slightly pink. His arms slid down, around her waist, fingers linking together against the small of her back to keep her from moving too far away.
His cheeks felt warm. "An Eskimo kiss, hmm?" he repeated, and poked his nose against hers again, a smile starting to form. He tightened his grip around her, leaning in close to press his lips against her cheek, and then her temple before drawing away, letting out an almost regretful sigh.
"Does that mean we can finally have our date so I can kiss you for real?" Gale asked teasingly, poking his forehead against hers almost playfully.
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Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2013 4:51 pm
Ah, she'd missed that blush~ A soft pleased note left her as his arms found her waist. "An Eskimo kiss," she repeated back with a smile, her nose scrunching at the poke. "Baby steps, you know? Otherwise..." Stormy trailed away to let his other kisses go uninterrupted, giggling a little at how ticklish they felt for some reason. "Otherwise I'd just bowl you over," she finished mildly, a little color coming to her cheeks. That was the kind word for it.
She perked at the mention of the date. Sure, Gale had just come back, but she wasn't going to bother hiding her feelings on the matter if they were being honest here. "Yeeeeeeees~" Stormy cooed excitedly. "But only when you're ready and willing and all planned and dressed! I imagine you're tired and just want to go home first, huh? Oh, is it my turn to carry you somewhere?" That was a curious thought, since Gale had always been the one carrying her...
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Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2013 6:29 pm
"Yes, well," said Gale, in a more serious tone, his fingers tight against Stormy's back. "I think I'd probably be all right with you bowling me over. You pretty much do that daily, as a matter of fact, just so you know."
He poked her nose affectionately with the tip of his finger. "I am a bit tired," he admitted. "But not tired enough to want to sleep more than I already do. So tomorrow," said Gale decisively. "Tomorrow, finally, you and I will go on our very first date, and it will be amazing - hopefully - and hopefully I will not make a complete mess of myself in the meantime."
A grin made it's way across his face, Gale leaning in closer. "Sure you can carry me," he said lightly. "If you can, that is."
And then, because he was clearly two years old, he pressed his lips against her cheek and then darted away, quick as a flash, towards the door.
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Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2013 7:08 pm
Oh . . . she did? Should she apologize for that? Stormy had the grace to at least look a little contrite about it, because really she didn't want to overwhelm him or anything. As much as people treated her as the frail object, on the subject of dating it was Stormy who was trying to approach him as casually and gently as possible, since she had a little more experience in that regard. Although great job of that she did just now.
"Tomorrow?" She blinked owlishly, not having expected it so soon; the pressure suddenly felt a whole lot closer to home. "A-Are you sure? I mean, maybe you should take at least a day to yourself . . ." Not that she wasn't eager to go on one, but it had been a while--she was feeling the jitters again. The time apart had made her forget some of the adjustments and momentum she'd had once they started the relationship, so she would have welcomed the time to embrace Gale back little by little . . . But Stormy was also a romanticist and the idea of going on a date was hnnggggg let's do it nowwwwwww at the same time.
Conflicting emotions? Stormy? No way.
She was pleased he was at least indulging her in the idea, though his swift kiss and escape left her in the dust for a few minutes. "Waitwaitwait, that's catch me if you can!" she called after him with a laugh, brushing a hand against her cheek as she leapt to her feet--which was not a great idea since holding her knees like that for so long sort of made them all pins and needly--but she was stumbling after anyway because her mind had set a course and she couldn't just let him get away with only a brief visit!
And thus the Stormychaser became the Stormchasee.
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