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"Cool. Dating! I like dating." She shifted to lean over him when he finally did lie down, kissing his chin once before moving down to start at his pants. "-- um. Do you want me to just use my mouth, or do you want to have actual sex again, or?"

The way she asked had him laughing, an arm moving to cover his eyes for a moment as he tried to both not blush and not laugh even more. "God, Jade. You don't have to do anything. I... I want you to want to do things with me, not out of some reciprocal obligation."

"I want to do things with you!" Embarrassed but quick, and she pressed her face with a little laugh into his crotch, as if hiding it there. Muffled: "I want to do things to you. I really, really like making you come... all the way undone, I guess, mmkay?"

Not fair, Jade. It was hard to think when you were burying your face in his crotch. "Ah.. ha ha, well, yeah. You're good at that. I just... it's not like I'm ordering what I want off a menu, okay? I just... I want to do things with you."

He looked down at her, smiling. "Come here. Kiss me. I want that."

The way he phrased it made her relax a little, and she tilted her head up to look at his face, to match his smile. ".. okay. In a second." Because first, she wanted to get his pants off, and she tugged at the material after loosing the button.

It would be rude to make her fight for it, so he lifted his ass up to help her get the pants off. But he was reaching for her after they slid down.

She crawled up him when the pants were finally gone, taking great pains to sort of gently drag herself against him as she went. She'd wanted his hand before -- so she sought it out, then, trying to lace his fingers with hers.

That was unfair. Unfair and so good. He let his hand mesh with hers, his other coming up to cup her face and pull her up so he could find her mouth with his. Kissing was good and he was starting to feel like he was getting good at it.

She, at least, had a little more experience in the kissing department. So far, though, she'd had no complaints with him so far. Jade squeezed his fingers, content to stay there. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked as if she were about to say something, before she just bit softly at his lower lip and tried to work his mouth open with hers.

She wanted his mouth open? She got it. His tongue came out to find hers, tasting her and trying to draw it into his own mouth, his hands still gentle against the sides of her face. "If you expect me to be able to do this... to be like this with you and not call you gorgeous and sexy and amazing, you're crazy."

The talking threw her off kilter for a moment and she pulled back, a little breathless and bewildered, before what he was saying seemed to register. And then she laughed, pushing in to nuzzle her nose to the side of his. "Stiles, I have buckteeth."

"No you don't. You have perfect teeth." He lifted his head to nuzzle back, mouth moving over to her neck to nibble at it. "There's nothing wrong with any part of you."

".... pftehehe." Her breath was still coming a little hard. She tilted her head, though, because the nibbling felt really good, and shifted to very carefully slide her bare thigh between his legs, brushing softly up against him. "Do all boys get like this when they start getting laid?"

The touch of her leg to his dick had him lifting up, biting back a sound as he gripped her harder. "Get like what?"

He knew, though. He was acting sappy and cheesy and stupid. But he couldn't help it. She was gorgeous to him and he wanted her to believe it.

"Like I'm - I don't know." He gripped her harder and she whined softly, nuzzling her face against his ear. "I like me, I think I'm cute, but I wouldn't ever--" Had it been any other context, and anyone but Stiles, the sort of praise he heaped upon her would have made her think she was being made fun of. And so she bit him softly instead of answering, right in the little dip below and behind his ear lob.

A hand slid down her back, pushing her dress up so he could feel her ass. Jade had a great ass. The bite had him squeezing, pulling her in against him. "You should. All the time. You should always think it."

"Stiles-" Her muscles tensed beneath his hand and she licked, then, at his ear. An experiment - this was all an experiment, and would her tongue against the shell of his ear be sexy or gross? "-c'mon, I need way more than this." He'd been sweet, almost shy when she'd asked him what he wanted. So she'd just give him everything without making him ask.

"Way more than what?" He was sort of losing himself in the fact that there was a girl with no panties on lying on top of him who he'd just eaten out and who'd taken his pants off and was still lying all on top of him. Him. Stiles Stilinski. A girl he'd had sex with. Because he wasn't a virgin anymore. Nope. He was just going to squeeze her ass again, because he could, then move his mouth down to bite gently at her shoulder. "What do you want? You can have it."

He was getting caught up in all of that, and Jade wasn't. Not that she didn't want to - it was just too much, too overwhelming, especially when she was trying to repay his gentleness, his almost reverence to her. She inhaled sharply through her nose when he bit her shoulder, wondering when, exactly, that had become so pleasant to her. "I waaant, uh, your boxers completely off."

He grinned, eyes slanting up at her as he let go of her shoulder. "Yeah? Well, I can do that."

He stole his hands back to lower them to his boxers, starting to wriggle out of them.

She flashes a sheepish smile at him, lifting herself up enough to make getting them off easier on him.

"So, um. Any objections to sex? Because I would like to, er, try that again. An experiment isn't really good unless you repeat it, you know? To make sure that the results aren't flukes okay woof sorry that was the least sexy thing I probably could have said."

He's smiling at her, hand coming back up to grip the base of one of her furry ears before petting it. "You're seriously going to ask me if I object to sex? With you? Jade... Come on."

She butted her hand lightly, embarrassed still, into his hand. "Look, it's just always good to state your intentions, okay? I'm erring on the side of caution, here."

"And I'm telling you I'm never going to have a problem with anything that involves you, me, and naked time. Because, yeah, naked time." Guess where his other hand wound up at again? No, come on, guess.

Her hand? Her boobs? The moon?

"-- you are such a boy." But it was said with mumbled delight as she kissed him again, and then pulled back long enough to look thoughtful. Was lying down boring? That could be boring. Maybe if they were both sitting up? Was that actually possible?