"What the hell!" Raven gasped, struck by the muxture of fury
and hatred that entered the room.
"Mira! What-!?"
"Dont!" Mira interjected with a grudging click of the teeth.
Evan sleepily glared at them with half-lidded eyes. Mira
instantly turned sweet. "Ohm Im sorry. Did we wake you?"
His expression softened as he smiled. Mira just had to get close
to him. Laying her long hand against his face, she checked his
temperature. He smiled and layed his hand against her's. Raven
giggled as she tasted the newly developing emotions in the air.
Mira glared at her, and the intensity of the gaze forced the
little girl out with Wanda following shortly after. Mira lowered
her hand as she scooted closer to him, their legs brushing. A
disembodied voice filled the room. "Ah, ah, ah, Mira." Ingrid's
sickly sweet tone echoed.
"Da-mul." Mira growled, and a cakm knife cut through the
eerie thickness. Then, to spite her sister, she possesively placed
her hand on Evan's thigh.
Although he was frightened and confused, he gave her a
seductive grin.
"It's okay." She whisperedm finally gaining the courage to lay
her hand against his chest. He wrapped one arm around her
waist, and with the other hand, cupped her chin. He leaned
forward and gave the most passionate kiss she'd ever had... the
only kiss she'd ever had.
Unsure, she opened her lips under the pressure of his. His
hand moved to her neck as he pulled her tighter against him;
this moment had been dancing around his fantasies for the past
few hours. She sighed, loving the feelings coursing through her
body. His hands, once caressing her hips, were now digging into
her back. Their kiss suddenly became an animal like frenzy. His
lips on her face and neck; and her hands in hisbhair as he did so.
They didnt even know eachother and already they were driving
eachother crazy. His hand slid down to her thighs. She gasped in
pleasure. The velvet of her dress slid confortably between his
fingers as he reassuringly stroked her leg. Her own fingers
explored his washboard chest, corded arms, hard back, and
chiseled face.
She gripped his hands and pulledvthem behind her. His body
layed perfectly against her's, and their faces were bare inches
apart. His breath hitched in surprise right before he tightened
his arms around her waist and pressed her forward against the
cot.
An angry yowl entered the room. Mira wrapped her fingers
tighter in his hair. His body stiffened, and Mira could tell it was
some other emotion besides fright.
"Have I no shame? Ravaging you on a cot in the living room
where anyone could walk in and see?" Evan mumbled between
kisses.
Mira giggled in response. "I dont mind." She breathlessly spoke
not understanding the meaning of his words, and wanting to
continue this new experience.
His roving hands suddenly found the laces to her dress. She
gently pulled them away. "Ah, ah, ah," she breathed into his ear,
"The cot can only go so far."
He grunted, disappointed. She snapped her fingers and
suddenly they were in a different room. He grinned, slowly
moving his hands back towards the laces. Their kisses were now
slower, less hurried and urgent.
So far, her first kiss had gone well.
