POV: Adeline
Now.
Now's my chance.
Everyone has already gone up to bed and it's only Evane and I left downstairs as the last movie ends.
Despite the late hour I feel wide awake and I know Evane is still effected by my flirting and the bikini I wore earlier because she keeps glancing over to me, her eyes always lingering around my chest until she realises I've caught her looking.
As the credits roll, Evane switches off the TV, stretching out her arms above her head. She looks over to me, seemingly surprised that I'm still so awake since I'm always the person who gets sleepy first.
Before she can open her mouth to speak, I beat her to it.
"Evane, can we go upstairs to our room? I have a surprise for you," I say, trying to hide the wide smile that wants to come over my lips.
Her brow raises, wondering if I'm serious though I notice the realisation come across her face that this has something to do with what I've been hiding from her in my suitcase.
"What is this surprise?" She teases, leaning forward until I can feel her warm breath washing over my face.
"Something I think you'll love," I reply, trying my best to not get overly flustered as she starts flirting and teasing me.
She hums, giving my lips a small kiss.
"'Love', huh? Sounds exciting," she chuckles. "Let's go upstairs then, shall we?"
I eagerly nod, surprisingly confident despite knowing what's going to happen - as long as she agrees to it.
Evane steps into our room, obediently following my instruction to sit on the bed and patiently wait for me while I close the door and subtly lock it.
I know Evane heard the lock click but she doesn't say anything, letting me go to my suitcase in quiet and pick out the first part of the surprise, hiding it behind my back as I go to change in the bathroom.
She looks a little confused but doesn't argue or say a word as I go into the bathroom, closing the door and leaving her to wait in silence.
Excited and not wanting to leave her waiting too long, I strip down, leaving my clothes in a pile on the floor as I unfold the lingerie, suddenly feeling intimidated by the small amount of thin lacy fabric that's somehow meant to cover the most important parts of me.
Even so, I start slipping it on, ensuring it all looks flattering on me as I check out my reflection.
After a minute of hyping myself up and taking some deep breaths to keep myself calm, I call out for Evane to close her eyes. Hoping she's done as she's told, I step out of the bathroom, seeing her sat on the edge of the bed with her eyes tightly shut.
My initial plan had been to just stand in front of her and get her to open her eyes, but with her looking oddly vulnerable with her eyes closed I want to tease her a little first.
I know her ears can pick up the sound of my footsteps getting closer to her as she perks up, keeping her eyes shut and her lips zipped as I rest one of my hands on her shoulder, making sure my touch remains gentle and soft.
Evane's hands naturally reach out to find their way to my hips, but I stop them, not wanting the surprise to be spoiled by her being able to feel the clothes on me.
"Hands stay off me, baby," I say, trying out her pet name for me but not really liking it.
She whines quietly but doesn't say anything, her body tensing as I straddle her lap, wrapping my arms over her shoulders, playing with the hair at the nape of her neck. I feel them all stick up on end and her skin prickle with goosebumps as I lightly touch her, amusing me.
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