saveourearth | Picnics and some "First" Encounters [Closed Log]

Oh Sadie knows that look of Ben's well, it was unfortunately common to see that quilty cast on Ben's face thanks to his propensity to shoulder the blame for things that were not his fault, "You've got nothing to be sorry for," She reassures him, her thumb running across the back of his hand, "You've barely had any free time since it happened and I'm glad I'm here for you, it couldn't have been easy the first time."

"As for family dinners, they're certainly a lot less stressful. I don't think either of us had realised just how stressed having to hide at home made things until we didn't have to any more. We now have two extra places where we can be completely us that doesn't put any extra strain on any of the other Numbered."

Forgiven for imposing on this meeting across the border, Benjiro finds the lack of time a poor excuse only to realize it likely is better to have her here for breaking the news. When he had been alone with his other self informing him that his parents wanted nothing more to do with him, it had been miserable. With Sadie here, the repair to his life feels more real and therefore worth taking to heart. It will take time to process, but he nods.

Listening to her describe the need to hide, the concept logically sounds correct and yet he has no memory to reference beyond moments of an awkwardly quiet meal time or a quick closing of a door. “I can’t even imagine how stressful that must have been... What do you think was hardest for you?”

"Ah, well..." Sadie pauses to think, worrying her bottom lip between her teeth before grimacing, "My claws, I got a...very unpleasant memory to go with them. Sleep became a bit of challenge for a while," She wrings her hands, "It's a bit of a problem sometimes if things have been stressful. But in the grand scheme of things it's not the worst thing that's happened to any of us."

This time, Benjiro reaches out to Sadie to put his hands around her own with one over and one under to clasp. There is a firmness to the contact that comes from effort rather than a raw strength withheld, but the intent remains the same in attempting to give comfort and support. Worry shadows his expression, and his voice is gentle, “It doesn’t have to be worst thing to matter.”

The stress drawing Sadie's brow inwards loosens in favour of a small, bashful smile and a very, very quiet purr, "No matter where we are you always know just what to say to make me feel better. Thank you, Ben."

Faint as it may be, Benjiro takes notice of the purr as a compliment to her coy smile and his own expression releases the shadow in favor of a warm smile, “Not need to say thank you. I’m only saying what’s true.”

Keeping her hands a little longer, he separates them to take individually in each of his own hands to hold. Her claws slip by his skin in the motion, but he needs no warning to respect the tips. Thoughtful, he takes a few extra seconds to choose his next question carefully, “Overall it sounds like things are going better since we have more support, so...how are things between us?” The videos make it seem as if they’ve become inseparable.

Ben's question makes Sadie practically glow, her entire expression lights up, her pupils widening slightly and her ears perking up, "Things between up are wonderful. I can honestly tell you that I've never been happier than I have been with you," Sadie glances down at their hands before looking back at Ben, "We're happy together."

The way Sadie brightens...well, he is grateful to see it while sitting outside the boundary where he can keep the memory no matter where he goes.

How Sadie describes the relationship they share brings a hot rush to his face that spreads a warm hue in his cheeks despite the chill of the rainy day. Hands occupied with hers, he fidgets in a small adjustment to his posture with shoulders curling inward instead. Shy, he looks at their hands as he vocalizes a response more quietly, “...good. I’ve never been in love before, so I worried.”

Sadie squeezes Ben's hands again, her cheeks starting to flush, "Both the me in here and the me out there love both versions of you too."

"It's one of the easiest things in the world really because the only things that have changed compared to when we were just best friends is that we see each other more often and we're more physically affectionate. We still study together, play games together, read books together and stuff. An island of normalcy in everything that's going on."

The manner in which she seamlessly speaks to their relationship in and out of the barrier, giving each divergent experience the same confident link, leaves Benjiro speechless. Love is funny that way; it feels deep, yet he continues to be drawn down deeper by the little moments they share.

How deep it goes....well, they have to find that together.

“That explains it then,” he replies after she explains how their love enhances what had already been there in the friendship. “Out here, we are doing new things and never have those day to day experiences. But, it’s exciting with you.”

His adoring gaze lowers from her eyes to their entwined hands, and he gently smooths his thumb against her hand, “...I know there is only so much we can do from out here, but I hope we can help you both in there somehow.”

Ben's sentiment, his gentleness fills her chest to bursting. Pride and love overwhelm anything else she might possibly feel in this moment, where their hands are joined she gently tugs, coaxing Ben closer until their foreheads rest against each other still one on either side of the boundary. Sadie doesn't move for a moment, her steadily widening pupils drink in Ben's face before she moves back slightly and then back to kiss Ben with a reckless passion that she's never been able to do on this side of the boundary, trying her best to convey the bright burning in her chest as best as possible.

"Everything that happens with you helps both of us so much and I know we both treasure the time outside the boundary." Sadie whispers after pulling back from the kiss, her pupils blow wide as her loud, rumbling purr fills the shelter.

Drawn in closer to Sadie by his hands and the natural instinct to mirror her in leaning closer once he looks up, Benjiro softens his breathing as their foreheads touch. The weight of his shyness is not enough to pull his gaze away from her, lost in the nearness. When she shifts back only to return with her lips taking his own, a jolt stiffens his frame in surprise...only to melt the tension straight away as the passion bleeds through the contact and rouses an eagerness in him. Eyes closing, Benjiro is swept into the fiery kiss with his thoughts consumed in the pleasure.

Only when the kiss has ended does he remember to really breathe, left a little lightheaded and with hands unsteady. The purr is so loud, the sound surrounding him and covering the rain. It keeps his focus on her all the more narrowed. Fighting an outright grin down to a smile, he pieces words together into a response, "...you make it sound so simple, but if that's all you need then..." Nothing more needs to be said to it.

Allowing the quiet to linger, to simply exist in a moment of bliss, he waits a good minute before settling on a new question to pose to her, "How um...how often do you purr like this?"

Ben's not the only breathless one, Sadie's expression as the kiss ends is completely blissed out because good god had she missed being able to have a good, hard snog. It was the only thing she could say that she missed with Ben though it was often barely worth a thought considering how wonderful their relationship is. The question about her purring takes her completely by surprise, Sadie stills for a second as she processes it before her face erupts in a blaze of red that would certainly cover her ears is she still had them in what is definitely the largest blush Ben would have ever seen on his girlfriend.

"W-well it's a semi-conscious sort of thing and so I can do it purposefully but it mostly happens automatically which then requires conscious effort to stop and there seem to be lots of causes like being safe or happy," Sadie rambles away, her gaze sliding to the side of Ben's face, "SoIpurralmostallthetimeI'mwithyou."

The unexpected brilliance of her blush that comes from his innocent question heightens his focus on her response as she hurries through a response. It is that final admission regarding the frequency of how much she purrs in his presence typically that causes his expression to shift from a small, relaxed smile to outright beaming. Hands raised, he cups the side of her cheek in one hand and leans in to kiss her at the corner of her lips, voice a whisper, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to embarrass you...” Leaning back to look directly to her eyes, whether she meets his gaze or not, Benjiro uses his other hand to brush her hair back from her cheek and over her shoulder lower down, “Please don’t stop. I like hearing it, and I promise I’ll get used to it again.” If she purrs that much, no doubt he has already incorporated it into all of his associations with Sadie.

The kiss at the corner of her lips pulls a chirping croon out of Sadie and as she opens her eyes to meet Ben's gaze it's impossible not to see the way her pupils are blown wide even as the blush persists in and she leans into his touch.

"I don't think I could stop even if I wanted to, and I don't find myself very inclined to try." Sadie comments as the purr persists, "I'm so lucky to have you."

His hand supports the lean into it at her cheek while the other drifts back up from her shoulder to touch her hair in another gentle pass down the strands. Her response erases the imploring look from his eyes, leaving only his adoration of her, “You really shouldn’t...” Then she adds a thoughtful expression, and he chuckles as he glances down then back to her eyes, “Lucky for us both.”

Benjiro leans in, carefully reading her reaction before he makes contact for a peck of a kiss to tempt her, then if she hovers for a breath after without giving ground, he tilts his head a little further to the side for another go at an intimate kiss.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to talk, rather that he trusts in more communication than only words can provide.

The journey home from this picnic was going to be excruciating if they kept this up but Sadie didn't care, the only thing the mattered at this moment was to keep letting Ben take her breath away, the sensations now burning away at her core.

"If we weren't in a forest right now, I would ask you to so much more than just kiss me," She whispers hotly into his ear, "We are going to do much more once we get home, I promise."

"More...?" he inquires softly with a hint of confusion before an instant later, a smattering of memories separate from the fog of the Numbers. Details are not entirely clear, but there are instances, flashes, of very...intimate times spent tangled together, and a subtle shock follows, "O-oh!." Immediately his whole face, to his ears and down to his neck, flare into a blush, and he bashfully looks downwards as he bows forward to gently rest his forehead at her shoulder.

But there's a smile still in his voice, "We uh...we certainly have done some things."

It's hardly subtle the way Ben's expression changes as he remembers something of their more intimate time together and Sadie is almost surprised at how pride and satisfaction joins the roiling heat in her gut.

"We certainly have," Sadie purrs proudly, resting her head on Ben's, "And the me out there remembers quite a bit of it too." She drops that tidbit of information into Ben's lap, not so much teasing as a promise of potential to the boy resting on her shoulder who had a hold of her heart twice over.

The lean of her head on his grants the permission needed to stay with his head at her shoulder long enough to gather his composure, however, her verbal affirmation delays the recovery a moment longer. That added hint of carryover that Sadie has experienced over the boundary has its intended effect as it plants the idea of exploring the activities he barely remembers with Sadie beyond the reach of the Numbers. His hands find their way downward, reaching out and behind around her waist to hold her before he slowly lifts his head, withdrawing only to where he is cheek to cheek with her, “I…will keep that in mind next time we have a date out here.”

Still red across his face and faintly at his ears, he quietly shares a thought, “Maybe this is something special about having our Numbers… We might get to experience being together all over again.”

Mmmmm, so she hadn't pushed too much with her last comment. Good. This contact could continue.

"I hope you will." She purred right next to his ear, languid and satisfied like the cat that got the cream. "And that would be so incredibly special. I would never, ever forget that and I'd bet you wouldn't either. Though Ben, I have a request. Surprise the me over there. I won't say no and I'll be like putty in your hands if you do."

There is something absolutely enthralling in the way Sadie speaks, exuding confidence and pleasure alike. Benjiro wants to stay as close as he can with her, captivated by how soft her warmth is under his hands while her strength comes through her words. The request she makes rejuvenates his blush over his ears. Not having expected that she would be ready to take that step again away from Mossgate, he needs a moment to process it as he considers the request thoroughly.

"I...I'm not sure how to do that," he confesses with a note of embarrassment. It is not a lack of desire, merely a lack of experience.

That's adorable and deserves another kiss, "Just ask. I will be oh so wonderfully surprised. Woo me, not that that'll be hard." She giggles, "Nearly anything will work as long as it comes from you, to be honest."

Just ask. It sounds less improbable coming from Sadie, and it leaves him a chance to breathe before joking lightly, “So...don’t overthink it is what I’m hearing.”

Maybe for once he can let the right time come rather than trying to plan everything.

Blush or not, Benjiro leans back a little further so that he can see her face once more with his smile refreshed if shy. He chuckles once, “You know, I had all these questions to ask, and now I can’t think of a single one.”

"Weelllllllll, I'd never ask the impossible. Asking you to stop overthinking completely would be like stopping the sun on its axis. Luckily that big brain of yours is one of my favourite things about you."

She laughs, there's no other way she can react to that except to laugh, ears wiggling away. "Really?! What a delightful surprise! Would you like me to tone it down?"

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warped_replica - 2019-10-09 20:32 (UTC) - Expand

Picnics and some "First" Encounters [Closed Log]

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*No need to say

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Someone needs to get Sadie a fan so that she can cool down before she jumps to an 18 rating

Nah, she just needs to go walk in the rain for a few minutes

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