Post by Milo Witte on Apr 1, 2011 23:27:51 GMT -8
At Urania's squeak of surprise, Milo nearly pulled away, but then she started to respond, and he let it slide. It was just surprise. She wasn't protesting. He could calm down. Focus, Milo, focus. If only focusing was easier to do right now. So many new sensations were taking over him along with some nervousness about whether or not he was doing this right, but she wasn't complaining, wasn't running. Must mean he was doing something right, right...right?
Ok, he'd take that arm throwing thing as a yes. And the suddenly pulling him closer. His hands hastily went to her hips and then slid to the small of her back to pull her just a little closer. He couldn't help the moan that escaped him as he did so. Really, some girl couldn't have let him try this earlier? So he wouldn't feel like the awkward 25-year-old virgin that he was? or at least feel like a slight expert in the field of kissing? Annnnnnnnd apparently he wasn't taking it quickly enough for her because now she was pulling back against the desk and sitting and putting her leg around his hips. Oh Merlin! What did he do now? This girl was an animal!
Milo allowed himself to get more and more intense until, suddenly, she pulled away. "I, uh, I think so," he replied just as breathlessly. "Am I?" Merlin, this sounded so juvenile. He wasn't thirteen or something, was he? Not the last time he checked. Then, why did this feel like something he would say if he was? Milo pulled back a little more, his hands sliding to rest loosely on her hips. As much as he wanted to throw caution to the wind and finally be able to say he no longer had his v-card, especially given his age and the way society viewed things these days, it was probably best they slowed down. A random hook-up wasn't exactly what he was looking for--especially not with a co-worker he'd have to see anytime he ate meals or went to other school functions.
"Why don't we...why don't we, uh, go get something to eat? Hogsmeade's not that far...." Mentally, Milo was kicking himself. He couldn't believe he was putting the brakes on. That had felt so wonderful, so right, and now he could feel himself aching for her. Oh, what was he doing? But seriously, at least some dinner, right? If this girl was as naive and innocent as she seemed, there was no way he would feel good about taking advantage of her.