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Haven presents itself as a humanitarian organization for activists, leaders, and high society, yet mutants are the secret leaders working to protect and serve their kind. Behind the scenes they bring their goals into reality.
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Vicente could feel himself edging closer and closer. Though he was really only doing this to tease her, he began to feel like just maybe the young woman was actually going to allow him to kiss her. Maybe it was more than just teasing that she was after before. Maybe she really did want to be with him. Vicente was conflicted about this. Yeah, Rebecca was cute, but after everything he really wasn’t looking for a girlfriend right now. He didn’t even know if he already had one! What if he was cheating?
He hesitated, only for a moment, before he decided to press on. There was more at stake here! His pride! Besides, Rebecca had to flinch. She just had to. And even if not, well, it was only a kiss right?
Feeling the heat radiating off her blushing cheeks, Vicente closed his eyes as he felt his breath brushing against her skin, readying himself to feel those sweet looking lips.
>> "Ah like girls!"[/color]
Okay, so the problem was not what she had said. Vicente wanted to get that straight. The problem with this particular situation was how LOUDLY she had said it. Vicente winced and immediately backed off. Despite how close he came to actually kissing her, Rebecca’s shouting was like an ice cold shower. All the heat and attraction Vicente felt in that second evaporated like a pool of water in the desert sun.
Instead, he was left with a ringing cranium and wondering if he would ever hear properly again. He snapped his fingers next to his deaf ears (Hey! He could snap!) until he could hear again. It was only then that he finally tackled the issue of the words she actually said.
“What?” he asked, partially confused.
>> "Ow... my back... and my pride."[/color]
Peering over the side of the bed, Vicente blinked when he saw Rebecca lying there on her back, obviously flustered. So…here was the issue, did he believe her. The problem with this scenario was that it meant one of two things: 1) Rebecca really was into girls and she was just a tease that wanted to reject him, or 2) she really wasn’t just into girls and she was only saying that so she could reject him. The dilemma in both cases was that she was still rejecting him. Yes, he made her flinch, be he was still pretty burned in the end.
What did that say for the type of friend she was? In the end, he could only shrug as a kindly and sympathetic smirk appeared on his lips. Reaching down, he offered his hand to the splayed out redhead as a sign of truce.
“Here, let me help you up. Are you okay?” he asked with real concern, but tinged with amusement.
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Rebecca was in no rush to get up, mainly since she was hoping the extra coat of embarrassment she painted on herself was dripping out into the rug. On top of behaving like a socially-inept shut-in, there was virtually no way that she had not just offended Vicente. Even if he believed her, she pulled out her exclamation like it was an ace from her sleeve saved only for desperate situations.
Yet another reason that Rebecca should never play poker.
>> “Here, let me help you up. Are you okay?”
Thankfully, pity was stronger than offendedness! Rebecca gladly took the strong hand's offer of aid and slowly made her way back to her feet. Her hand started rubbing her lower back. "Yeah... Ah jist think my back is sore an'--" her hand had moved a bit lower, but what little social sense Rebecca had kicked in, reminding her that Vicente did not need to know about her sore bottom. "--well yeah, mainly my back."
There was a moment when Rebecca considered politely excusing herself and returning to her room to return to her new post-breakup, shut-in lifestyle, but if she was going to opt for that, she at least needed to form some sort of apology to Vic. After he was very nice to her, she walled him pretty darn hard.
Rebecca decided to sit back down on the soft bed, mainly for the sake of her poor bum. "Ah wasnae trying tae be rude or lie. My ex is a girl." She wanted to first establish that she was at least honest and rude.
A memory from months earlier did return to Rebecca though, since Agnes was clearly not her first kiss. "Well, Ah mean, Ah guess Ah dorn't jist like girls? Agnes wa-- oh, that's my ex-girlfriend: Agnes." Somehow Rebecca had managed to keep a veil over her former lover until that moment, so the name bore introduction. "Anyway, Agnes was my first girlfriend."
Rebecca chuckled at herself; even after a relationship that spanned over half a year, she was still pretty low on general experience with affection and sexuality, particularly with her own. "Ah mean, e'en that sorta snuck up on me. She popped up when Ah had barely figured anything out. Ah guess Ah might be bi?" Well, she could look at a male movie star and think, "Oh my, he's handsome," but did that constitute bisexuality? Heck, how much would it suck for the poor girl if she was really just an Agnessexual? It would certainly be the deathknell for her dating possibilities.
>> "Yeah... Ah jist think my back is sore an'--well yeah, mainly my back."[/color]
Vicente arched a brow but said nothing. She seemed a little confused and unsure of what she wanted to do. He was not surprised. After the bombshell that she just dropped on him, he half expected her to bolt out of the room, slam the door behind her, and he would never hear from her again. Or she could have done the complete opposite, lorded the knowledge over him and sauntered out. In the end, both of these options ended with her leaving.
But she wasn’t doing that. Instead she seemed rather conflicted as she tried to make some decision as to what to do next. It seemed though, that when she finally made up her mind, she opted to stay. Casually she slide back to sitting on the bed next to him.
>> "Ah wasnae trying tae be rude or lie. My ex is a girl. Well, Ah mean, Ah guess Ah dorn't jist like girls? Agnes wa-- oh, that's my ex-girlfriend: Agnes… Anyway, Agnes was my first girlfriend."[/color]
Vicente was polite and quiet as she listened to redhead recount her tale of her last lover, which happened to be a girl. From what it sounded like Rebecca was still pretty sensitive about this. Whoeve this Agnes was (Agnes?) she seemed like she was extremely important to the redhead. Not only because she was her ex, but also because, it seemed, like this Agnes was the first relationship that Rebecca had been in.
He could only marvel how that must have felt for her. The first relationship, the first break up, no wonder she was still taking it hard and being such a spaz.
>> "Ah mean, e'en that sorta snuck up on me. She popped up when Ah had barely figured anything out. Ah guess Ah might be bi?"[/color]
Ah, so Agnes WAS[/b] the first. Vicente immediately felt just a little awkward about the situation. It seemed as if Rebecca had no other experiences outside of this other girl so no wonder she was being just a tad odd. Vicente could only gnaw on his bottom lip in thought as he tried to imagine himself in her shoes. She really had barely scratched the surface about who she was, hadn’t she? He felt a little bad for that. He probably just confused her further.
In a friendly gesture, Vicente reached over and patted knee (as it was the closest thing to him).
“Maybe? Honestly, I don’t know,” he said. “Seems like, I dunno, you still need to figure out what you want. You shouldn’t base your entire identity off of one person, especially one that broke your heart. Maybe you needed to be single so that you could really find out what you want and who you are.”
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>> “Maybe? Honestly, I don’t know. Seems like, I dunno, you still need to figure out what you want. You shouldn’t base your entire identity off of one person, especially one that broke your heart. Maybe you needed to be single so that you could really find out what you want and who you are.”
Vicente had missed no beats in returning to his sincere, helpful self, even when he was clearly out of his element. He was an amnesiac after all, so pretty much everything was outside of his element, but she had to assume the problems of a teen girl questioning her sexuality were high on his list of "junk he has no clue about."
It was probably very unfair for Rebecca to place her problems on Vicente. She was questioning who she was attracted to, while was was questioning his identity as a person. Her problems were petty compared to his.
But her problems were also most likely a little easier to overcome with help...
"Well, Ah'm nae basing it entirely on Agnes, technically." If she was going to be an open book, there was no sense in skimming pages. "Ah kissed one boy once, bit... it wasnae much tae go on." It sounded awful, and Drew was not a bad kisser by any means, but she had been so Agnes-minded, the boy hardly stood a chance.
"Ah mean... it was sae long ago." The cogs were slowly turning in Rebecca's mind, trying to think of the best way to phrase a ridiculous notion. "Well, Ah suppose... it wouldnae hurt tae test th' waters, right?"
Now for her descent into lunacy. "Ah coulds find a boy tae go on a date with, bit... well, it could be easier if Ah had someain Ah trusted tae help me in the process..." Now that the shock of the near kiss experience was fading, it was making more sense to Rebecca on paper. Maybe Vicente would oblige her and help her figure out what made her tic and toc? She did possibly offend him, but at the same time, he was totally gonna kiss her before!
In an attempt to make an awkward request seem less awkward, she looked down at the comforting hand on her knee. "A kiss isnae that big a deal, right?" After all, Rebecca seemed comfortable enough doing a lot more than kissing in the Age of Apocalypse, she thought with a shudder.
Vicente was really at a loss as to how to help his new friend. He liked her but she seemed so utterly confused and just didn’t know what to do with herself. It was cute but it also made him feel bad for trying to kiss her. Was he really taking advantage of her? Sure Vicente had an equally bad day, if not worse, but that should have warranted attempting to seduce the girl who had just gone through a messy breakup and was confused as to her sexuality. And judging from the fact that he had no prior experiences to draw from he felt up the creak without a paddle.
All he could really do, he guessed, was try to be an impartial and understanding ear.
>> "Well, Ah'm nae basing it entirely on Agnes, technically… Ah kissed one boy once, bit... it wasnae much tae go on…Ah mean... it was sae long ago." [/color]
Well it was a small experience that Rebecca had, but experiences nonetheless. Yes it was difficult for her since her first real love turned out to be another girl so she was confused now that the relationship was over, but at least she did have one other experience. It was not much but it did turn the wheels in the redhead’s head.
>> "Well, Ah suppose... it wouldnae hurt tae test th' waters, right? Ah coulds find a boy tae go on a date with, bit... well, it could be easier if Ah had someain Ah trusted tae help me in the process..."[/color]
Vicente blinked but continued to look ahead of him, listening to her closely. Now she was considering taking the leap and trying out other things? Well, that was good for her! At least she could finally take advantage of her new single status and find out who she was; which seemed much easier for her than it would be for him! But she did have the right idea. Going out, trying to see how she felt with other people. Nerves wracked her, though. He could hear it in her voice. She didn’t want to just go out with anyone…
>> "A kiss isnae that big a deal, right?"[/color]
He paused. He turned to her. And found her watching him.
REALLY?! he mentally shouted. After she had just screamed in his ear and practically killed herself attempting to somersault away from him, now she was intrigued by the idea. He had to sigh a little. This world really was confusing when you had no prior knowledge.
But, he was the friend, right? He should be supportive?
“Rebecca,” he said sincerely, “A kiss isn’t something big unless you make it big.” he fully turned to face her. “But you need to be sure that is what you want. If, you know, you’re asking…” ahem “…me to help you, I will. You’re attractive, you’re sweet, from what I know of you. But…I don’t want to confuse you any further? Honestly, I need all the friends I have right now.” Which added up to a two including her. “I don’t want to ruin whatever friendship we may have.”
It was then that his teenage hormones kicked in and Vicente found himself staring at her mismatched eyes again. His gaze roamed over his strawberry blonde hair, following the feature of her face, the curves of her lips, and he found that he couldn’t look away.
“But, hey, it’s just a kiss right?” he said with that winning smile of his. “It’s only a big deal if we make it one.”
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>> “Rebecca, A kiss isn’t something big unless you make it big.”
Rebecca's knee-jerk reaction was to reply with a, "duh," but she was doing her best to go a whole three minutes without being rude and thoughtless. He was looking out for her, and to be fair, he had good reason. Rebecca was fresh out of a relationship and she was inexperienced. There was probably a real concern that things would get awkward or Rebecca would instantly cling to Vicente like a baby duckling.
>> “But you need to be sure that is what you want. If, you know, you’re asking… *ahem* …me to help you, I will. You’re attractive, you’re sweet, from what I know of you. But…I don’t want to confuse you any further? Honestly, I need all the friends I have right now. I don’t want to ruin whatever friendship we may have.”
Well, it was probably for the best that Vicente was going to decline her offer. Her ego could take being refused for a good reason, and she was sure that eventually she would find a new chance to figure things out.
>> “But, hey, it’s just a kiss right? It’s only a big deal if we make it one.”
Except totally not! Her adorable charms were clearly too much for Vicente to say no to! (Is what the tiny, seldom-used ego in her mind was shouting in victory.)
He was on board, but he was also right: they had to make it not awkward. It was a kiss between friends, and they had clearly established a "teasing friendship" precedent, so she saw no reason to shy away from it.
The girl got to her feet and turned to face the sitting Vicente. "Alright then, bit get your butt off th' bed. Ah'm gorna look like a hussy if someain catches me snogging a boy on his bed!"
She watched the young man and a grin bubbled up across her lips. "An' sae help you if you give me a wishy-washy kiss! You're gorna be the face and lips o' your gender. Sae nae pressure or nothing," she assured him with a wink.
Now that the teasing was done and the kiss was imminent, Rebecca's foot started tapping nervously. She offered him a hand off of the bed. "Sae yeah... blow me away, boyo."
Just one kiss! It was not like they were getting engaged or anything. They hardly knew one another but they considered each other friends and sometimes friends did things like this, right? It really was more of an experiment than actually kissing out of attraction (though he was a little attracted to her). This was just a test in order to help broader the horizons of a confused young woman, that was all. There was nothing more other than that.
And hell, after the day he had, maybe a kiss could at least be the one bright spot he could have to shine on this day.
Rebecca instantly seemed to respond to the idea. She hopped onto her feet, she squared her shoulders, she looked more than ready to do this. He could only marvel a little at how quickly she was able to prepare herself. God, he really did hope he wasn’t taking advantage of her.
>> "Alright then, bit get your butt off th' bed. Ah'm gorna look like a hussy if someain catches me snogging a boy on his bed…An' sae help you if you give me a wishy-washy kiss! You're gorna be the face and lips o' your gender. Sae nae pressure or nothing,"[/color]
“No, no pressure at all,” he handwaved with a slightly nervous chuckle. He was all for kissing her in the middle of the moment, but now that they were actually preparing for this he could feel the tingling anxiousness creeping up his spine. That really was a lot of pressure to put on a guy, but he could play it cool.
>> "Sae yeah... blow me away, boyo."[/color]
A smirk on his lips, Vicente took the offered hand and moved onto his two feet. Clad in the only clothes he had for the day, straightened out is shirt a little, ran his hand over his fuzzy head, and turned fully to look at Rebecca. Wow…he was quite a bit taller than her. Turning his head down, he eyed the little firecracker and had to chuckle slightly. Despite the fact that he was much taller, she definitely seemed to have run of the situation.
Taking a breath, Vicente shook himself loose, almost as if he were a boxer getting ready for the big bout. In a way he was; after all, he as representing his entire gender with this one kiss. Despite the thoughts of wondering if he’d be able to pull it off, whether or not Rebecca was going to hate this, he managed to push it all back into the back of his mind.
“Alright,” he said calmly as he looked down at her.
Obviously, Vicente was not going to just pounce on the woman. If he was going to make any kind of impression, to show her how a good man knows how to kiss, he was going to have to obviously be gentle (how he knew most of this he didn’t know and chalked it up to some instinct from his past!).
Quietly he closed the gap between them. Looming over her, Vicente watched her eyes momentarily, waiting for the absolute perfect time that he could tell she was ready. When she was, he carefully tilted her chin upward with his hand, leaned down, slowly brushed his lips against hers. As he felt that perfectly mingling of the air they breathed, Vicente more fully pressed his lips to the fiery redhead’s.
Hands at her waist, Vicente didn’t move them as he kissed the young woman and instead kept them as still as statues. The last thing he needed to do was make her feel uncomfortable because he had roaming hands. Instead, he focused on kissing her, as sweetly and as gently as possible.
He was representing men, after all. He better put his all into it…
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Before the kiss even truly began, Rebecca was met with an obvious change due not so much to gender as to body type. To meet the much taller Vicente for a kiss, Rebecca found herself heightening herself on her toes as he leaned down as well, and she could feel her eyes coming to a natural close. The action pleased Rebecca in a stereotypical cutesy way.
Vicente was not hasty in initiating the kiss, which was nice. It was an awkward situation, and Rebecca was curious about whether a lack of feminine grace combined with natural tension would lead to him barreling into her lips, or charging at them gung-ho. Instead, he eased in and patiently met her lips, which was a good start.
The kiss was... very nice! Really, it was not immensely different from kissing a woman (i.e. Agnes.) Agnes's lips might have been softer, and possibly more delicate, and maybe a bit more full than Vicente's lips, but that was nothing against his own perfectly fine set. It was a little different, but neither was better or worse.
But a kiss was just a kiss-- she had to explore the whole event of kissing a strong young man, and she had to get it done before the kiss dragged on too long.
The main question she seemed to logically run into: where did her hands go when kissing a boy? Her natural instinct from kissing Agnes led her hands to rest on Vicente's hips, but that was wrong. Even on a thin little twig of a girl like Agnes, there was a more notable difference between waist and hip that a male body did not seem as equipped with.
She wrapped her arms quickly around Vic's waist and realized that her arms had much less slack than normal. Vicente was in no way a bulky man, but his solid core was like hugging a tree trunk as opposed to the aforementioned twig.
Rebecca moved her hands up, pressing them on Vic's chest, which might also have been a holdover from Agnes, to much different results. What Rebecca found there on her ex-girlfriend was soft and sensual, but Vic's pecs were hardened, cut and solid. It was that first real turning point between female sexual appeal and male sexual appeal.
To continue the theory, her hands moved up to his shoulders and down to rest on his bicep. This was clearly an area a strong man like Vicente was able to shine. Giving his muscular arms a slight squeeze in conjuncture with the kiss, which was getting more natural, (if not a bit long now,) Rebecca could feel herself internally swoon. At that point, she had a considerably better idea of where her sexuality stood.
But while she was in the area... she could not resist. So often did her hands travel behind Agnes's head, running fingers through her brown waves, that she was dying to make the comparison. One arm looped over Vicente's shoulder, pulling him down a bit closer by the back of the neck, and the free hand slid to the back of his head, her fingers grazing over that fuzzy short hair of his.
Rebecca was still in the kiss when she started to smile accompanied by an, "Mmm..." She pulled away from the kiss and pressed her forehead against his, her eyes still closed for the moment. She was giggling as she said, "Ah cannae get over that short hair."
Her giggling calming down, her eyes fluttered open to see Vicente's very close face. She pulled away to give her friend some space, smiling and still suffering from some swoony after-effects. "Alright, Ah think Ah have it figured out," she confirmed as she stepped away to look at herself in the closet mirror. Yup; red as a strawberry.
It was a nice kiss. The first that he could remember and one that he would remember from here on after (probably as his first and sweetest). He felt his lips brush against Rebecca’s before they pressed into a full on kiss. All in all, it felt so natural and instinctual that Vicente didn’t have to over think it, he just…did it.
His own hands remaining at around her waist so that he didn’t do too much, the much taller man did find himself inadvertently squeezing her hips whenever he felt her hands roaming the majority of his body. And boy did her hands roam! First he felt her fingers graced his waist, then slipped upward to press against his hardened chest, then down to squeeze his biceps. It was easy to believe how much of a good feeling that gave the amnesiac. To know that despite everything there was something about him that could be appreciated by someone else.
Through the slowly prolonging kiss, Vicente managed to smile in between moments where they paused only long enough for air. Even with his closed eyes, he could catch the momentary smiles that Rebecca managed to give. They both even smirked and giggled when he felt her free hands pull him down closer and run across his short, fuzzy hair. The tingling sensation ran down the length of his spin, causing him to wrap his arms just a little tighter around her, palms pressed against the small of her back.
It was all in the name of the experiment though.
When the kiss finally came to an end (any longer and things may get weird) Vicente sighed and pressed his forehead against Rebecca’s. Both still had their eyes closed as they took a second to reconfigure to their surroundings.
>> "Mmm... Ah cannae get over that short hair."[/color]
Vicente chuckled, still feeling the sensations of her fingers running across his sensitive scalp. The both of them seemed as if needed a second.
…
Okay, that was done.
Vicente pulled back, slipping his hands away from Rebecca as she did the same. Straightening himself up, he couldn’t help the stupid grin on his face that refused to be wiped away. So, trying to look more casually, he simply crossed his arms over his massive chest as he watched her. After all, he was being graded on this and he would have liked to have known what he did for his fellow man.
>> "Alright, Ah think Ah have it figured out."[/color]
A grin plastered on his face, Vicente peered over at the young woman, watching from behind as he eyed her looking at herself in the mirror. He could easily see the red, flustered shade that had coated her from head to toe. But he also took a moment to get a rather…full view of the young woman. She did have an excellent figure. Maybe not as gifted in some areas as other woman but it was obviously something that Vicente didn’t take offense to. As a matter of fact, she had to be one the prettiest women that he had seen in the mansion so far.
Watching her, taking in her shape, the color of her hair, the smile on her face reflected in the mirror, he could help himself; he smiled.
“So, uh, how’d I do?” he asked a little cautiously. “Did I represent my gender well enough?”
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Rebecca poked her cheeks, watching as the color finally began siphoning away, bringing her down from code strawberry to code peach. Despite letting Vicente's strong form lull her into a dreamy state, Rebecca was surprised to realize how well she was handling the situation. Kissing a new friend who was three steps away from being "just that stranger she assaulted" felt like no big deal. Was that a bad sign?
>> “So, uh, how’d I do? Did I represent my gender well enough?”
Rebecca turned back to face the young man who was carefully seeking his grade. The young girl's lips slowly formed a smile, which might have been more mischievous than her lips were accustomed. "Oh? Oh, right. How you did..."
Rebecca approached Vicente, who was standing in the spot where she kissed him. "Well, Ah mean, you definitely proved tae me that boys could be great friends."
Once more trying to compensate for height, Rebecca got up as high as her tiptoes could take her. She hugged Vicente around his neck, lingering there for a while to let him truly buy her bluff. When she was assuming he thought he failed and sent her on the path to lesbianism, she finally got close to his ear and whispered, "An' you definitely proved Ah like snogging boys." She kissed his tan cheek and released him from her hug, grinning like a trickster.
"Thank you, Vicente." At least now she had a better idea of what her options were. "Hope it wasnae too bad for you," she half-joked. After all, what if she was a mediocre kisser and Agnes never told her out of love? It was not like she would know!
If Vicente’s jaw could have hit the floor, it probably would have. She answered so casually, almost as if what they had just done simply didn’t matter. The flustered look was gone from her skin tone and she looked absolutely calm about the situation. Not that Vicente was over thinking it now or anything, but it just seemed like she was a lot calmer than she should be. He thought he had been pretty good, but maybe, just maybe, she didn’t.
The very idea was terrifying.
>> "Well, Ah mean, you definitely proved tae me that boys could be great friends."[/color]
Again it just as if his ego was a mass of paper being slipped through a shredder. He could practically feel each slip of his masculinity being chewed up and spit out into a cloud of confetti at his feet. It was a horrible feeling but Vicente managed to keep his dignity by only smiling kindly at the young woman as she sauntered over.
Upon stopping, she leaned up, wrapping her arms around him and pulling him down for a hug. It was such a comforting thing but Vicente could not help but feel like he was being comforted for whenever she decided to lower the boom on his horrible kissing strategy. Man, his day was just getting better and better…
>> "An' you definitely proved Ah like snogging boys." [/color]
The grin on his face stretched wide as a relief look filled his eyes. Unable to help the chuckling that fell from his lips, he shook his head as he stepped back and gave the young woman a pretend glare. Yeah, he was definitely going to have to get his “friend” back for that one.
>> "Thank you, Vicente. Hope it wasnae too bad for you,"[/color]
…
He smiled sweetly as he took a second to think, patted her shoulder tenderly and sighed.
“Um, well…you are definitely the most skilled kissing partner I’ve had in recent memory,” he gently. Obviously this was a jab considering the fact that he was amnesiac and couldn’t remember anyone else that was better. Though she was definitely a good kisser, he owed her for that little comment and making him sweat back there. “Don’t worry, we all need to start somewhere.”
He waited. Just a for a second, until he could see her deflate just enough before he flashed her a beaming smile.
“Rebecca....” he whispered gently, a look of pure supportiveness on his face. “…you really need to learn when I’m joking.” He laughed and dashed back before she could grab anything to hit him with.
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>> “Um, well…you are definitely the most skilled kissing partner I’ve had in recent memory.”
Rebecca arched a brow at her new friend, who was quickly losing friend points with the backhanded complement. It was true that she was his "first" kiss, but the way he made the comment did not sound all that complimentary.
>> “Don’t worry, we all need to start somewhere.”
Rebecca felt her pride break like stained glass being hit with a line-drive football. She had started somewhere! She started kissing Agnes MONTHS AGO! How was she that bad to a bloody amnesiac?! Was Agnes so uninformed about kissing, or was she being lied to about her kissing prowess for months? If that was the case, her anger toward Agnes was about to grow exponentially!
>> “Rebecca.... you really need to learn when I’m joking.”
Well, her anger was gonna grow exponentially at someone, but it seemed Vicente was going to take the bullet. He attempted to get out of her range, but he must have spaced out the fact that she had not yet taken back her bangles. Rebecca lifted Vicente's wrists over his head, crossing them high in the air to keep him in place.
Rebecca was looking at him with a bizarre combination of angry eyes and grinning lips, because she was clearly only jokingly upset with the jokester. "Listen you!" She approached him, prodding him in the chest with an accusatory finger. "Ah'm a darn good kisser!"
She moved in closer, lowering him with her magnetism so she was eye-level with him. "Pull that nonsense on me again," she threatened, moving him in closer, her voice getting lower, "And Ah might have tae snog you until you cannae think straight enough tae make little jokes..."
When Vicente was as close as she wanted to bring him-- well, not "wanted," but as far as she thought wise-- Rebecca pulled away. "Or far more likely, Ah'll revoke all friendly smooching privileges." She smirked, finally lowering his arms to slip the bands off his wrists. It was probably for the best that she avoided friendly smooching regardless, but at the same time, she was not a fortune-teller. If she had a rough day, who was to tell her what she could and could not do. She was a grown lass and totally able to make her own completely not-terrible life choices!
Vicente felt pretty sure that he was safe from whatever Rebecca could do to him. It was just friendly teasing after all so what was the harm? At most she could do, what, maybe grab a pillow, throw a wad of paper at him? All of it just seemed pretty much like nonsense so there was no reason for him to be worried about any type of retaliation. He stood there, confidence, arms at his sides as he waited for whatever reprisal may come his way.
Then he felt the tug at the bracers on his wrists.
“Aw fu--!!”
Suddenly he stopped, his arms lifted above his head by his wrists and the man almost attempted to flail in protest. Instead his kept his dignity as he hovered briefly and looked down at the slowly approaching Rebecca. The look on her face was both terrifying and tantalizing at the same time.
>> "Listen you! Ah'm a darn good kisser!"[/color]
He smirked as he felt her accusingly prod his chest with her finger.
>> "Pull that nonsense on me again…And Ah might have tae snog you until you cannae think straight enough tae make little jokes..."[/color]
He tried to think of a worse punishment but absolutely nothing would come to mind. The redhead certainly was a good kisser and if the worse he had to do was deal with that, then he would have been in heaven. Maybe he should offer to teach her what a real threat was supposed to sound like? Threatening your captive prisoner with endless kisses, well, it just didn’t inspire all that much fear. Plus, being bound the way he was, well…heh…was it wrong to feel so right about this?
The thoughts never left his lips though as he smiled innocently at Rebecca, just waiting for her to let him go (as he knew she would). After all, you cannot imprison and stay mad forever a man that you just made out with so effectively…right?
He felt himself lower and he sighed gratefully. Those bracers really were just terrible for a man’s wrists. But, even as he felt them being removed, he could feel the weight of Rebecca’s next words (though he hoped they teasing).
>> "Or far more likely, Ah'll revoke all friendly smooching privileges."[/color]
“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” he grinned as he rubbed his wrists. “Heh, no reason to get hasty now, right?” He gave her another winning smile and bowed elegantly. “You, Rebecca, are an exquisite kisser and I was a fool to say otherwise.”
It was all in good teasing, but Vicente was not about to risk (even pretending) losing this girl. Though they would only be friends, there was no telling what could lie in the future. Nothing wrong with keeping that door cracked open just a bit.
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>> “Whoa, whoa, whoa, heh, no reason to get hasty now, right? You, Rebecca, are an exquisite kisser and I was a fool to say otherwise.”
It was oddly empowering to have Vicente correcting himself and praising her kissing prowess, even if he was just returning things to the teasing mood they were enjoying before things got awkward. All in all, Vicente could prove to be a nice addition to her list of friends at a time when she could probably use a few new additions, especially if they were friends who were not mutually shared with a certain winged mutant.
Plus, it might not be terrible to have a friend around who could help her if kissing-withdrawal happened to be a real thing. It never hurt to be prepared.
"Now that's what a smart boy says," she confirmed with a grin. "Until further notice, you're on 'smooch probation.'" Whatever that was.
Rebecca looked over to the door and sighed. "Ah shoulds probably get back tae my room. Ah have homework Ah've nae been in the mood for." She was far too busy brooding.
Accepting that it was time to begin with the whole "moving on" thing, Rebecca moved toward the door, stopping in the entryway. "Hey... you really helped cheer me up. Ah want you tae know... well, that Ah'll be there when it's your turn tae figure yourself out." In his case, she was sure self-discovery would involve less kissing and more deep dark secrets, but she would be there for him regardless.
"So... Ah'll be in my room if you need me." She walked away back to her room, adding loud enough to be heard, "Don't be afraid tae stop by for some neighborly bonding!" She returned to her room through the open door she left behind. It was quiet; apparently the playlist had reached its end, so Rebecca got back to her laptop to organize a new one.
>> "Now that's what a smart boy says…Until further notice, you're on 'smooch probation.'"[/color]
Vicente tilted his head. What the hell did “smooch probation” mean? He would have asked but he figured it would probably be best if he didn’t. After all if he was on probation, he didn’t want to mess up and mean that he would never kiss the girl again. Sure he was more interested in friends right now but there really was no reason that he needed to risk what good thing they had going on with Rebecca.
So in silence he simply agreed as he watched the enigmatic redhead make her way towards his door. He had to admit that this was probably one of the strangest meetings that he had today. Despite everything, the memory loss, the shooting, the pain of transformation, at the end of the day it turned out to have a sort of mini high note. He made a couple of new friends and one of them, despite her seeming innocence, had a real fire about her he liked.
Oh! Apparently he liked fiery women! He would have to make sure he jotted that down somewhere…
>> "Ah shoulds probably get back tae my room. Ah have homework Ah've nae been in the mood for."[/color]
Vicente nodded in understanding. This was still a school, after all, and the of course the girl would have homework. It was the thought of that that began to make Vicente wonder…would they make him go to school too? Sure they were giving him a free home, a chance to learn who he was, but it couldn’t be absolutely for free could it? There had to be a catch to it all. Besides, he didn’t even know if he graduated from high school! Obviously that wouldn’t be good for whatever the future may hold.
If he ever got his life back…
>> "Hey... you really helped cheer me up. Ah want you tae know... well, that Ah'll be there when it's your turn tae figure yourself out…So... Ah'll be in my room if you need me…Don't be afraid tae stop by for some neighborly bonding!"[/color]
Vicente smirked. “I won’t. Same goes, you know.” he said with a nod and leaned against his doorframe (barely fitting within), and crossing his arms over his massive chest. “Don’t be a stranger.”
He waited and actually watched the young Scottish woman as she crept back to her room. He didn’t take his eyes off her. His watching was done in a creepy manner either, more just…making sure she made it across the hall and into her own room safely. Or at least that is what he told himself. The truth was he very much was attracted to the woman. She was beautiful and she had a fire about her that was both warming and exciting at the same time. He did indeed hope they would run into each other again.
Hey, they had to, right? They were neighbors.
Only when she was safely in her room, had turned and blushed at finding him watching her, did he finally recede back into his own quarters. Silently he closed the door behind him and turned the lock. Not really to keep anyone out but just for modesty’s sake. Slipping the stained shirt off his back, the muscular amnesiac whistled to himself as he stepped into the bathroom. He really, really, needed to wash this day off…