First Time
Nov. 8th, 2010 10:15 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gabbyncatAlex's flat was closer so they headed that way, shivvering as the cold water of the bay seeped through to their bones and the adrenaline wore off. By the time they reached Alex's front door, Harry's teeth were clattering uncontrollably and she had to watch in agony as Alex fumbled with the key, frozen fingers hardly able to hold it.
"Are we safe?" she wondered.
"They think we're dead right? Safe enough for tonight I imagine."
The key finally turned in the lock and they stumbled into his narrow hallway. Alex switched on lights while Harry tried to remove her squelching shoes.
"Bathroom's this way, you need a warm shower," remarked Alex. She heard him clattering around and the sound of running water. She was still struggling with the laces on her shoes. She couldn't feel her fingers or control them properly.
"Leave them, they're ruined anyway and you need to warm up."
She felt Alex grab her and pull her into the bathroom. Suddenly she was thrust into the warm jet of water from a shower. She blinked and stared at Alex.
"I'll go change," he said. He was shivvering too.
"No you don't! You need to warm up as well." She grabbed him and pulled him into the shower with her, feeling the way he shook beneath her hands. She wrapped her arms around him and dropped her head to his shoulder in exhaustion, continuing to feel the shakes rattling through her body. He hung onto her waist and they remained like that for some time, it apparently taking an age for their shaking to stop, even as their fingers warmed up and burned in the heat.
Eventually Harry felt a delicious warmth creep over her and she realised she'd stopped shaking, as had Alex. She raised her head to look at him.
"We're still alive!" she said and realised she was grinning helplessly.
He grinned back. "So we are."
Then she kissed him.
After a minute or two of exploration he broke away. "You know," he said thoughtfully, "that felt distinctly like an invitation not just a hooray we're still alive."
Harry was too tired to play games. "It was an invitation."
"Just checking. I'd hate you to think the whole nearly getting us killed thing was a desperate attempt at seduction."
Harry giggled. "I don't think you're doing the seducing here."
He grinned back and started undoing the buttons on her soaked blouse. "Well I'd like to propose that we get each other clean and then retire to the bedroom."
Harry pouted. "What no shower sex?"
"I can hardly stand. I want to lie down."
"I hope you're not going to fall asleep on me."
Alex pushed her blouse off her shoulders and dropped it onto the floor of the shower. "Not much risk of that," he murmured and nuzzled into her neck with a kiss, even as she began undoing his shirt and looked around for the soap.
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"Are we safe?" she wondered.
"They think we're dead right? Safe enough for tonight I imagine."
The key finally turned in the lock and they stumbled into his narrow hallway. Alex switched on lights while Harry tried to remove her squelching shoes.
"Bathroom's this way, you need a warm shower," remarked Alex. She heard him clattering around and the sound of running water. She was still struggling with the laces on her shoes. She couldn't feel her fingers or control them properly.
"Leave them, they're ruined anyway and you need to warm up."
She felt Alex grab her and pull her into the bathroom. Suddenly she was thrust into the warm jet of water from a shower. She blinked and stared at Alex.
"I'll go change," he said. He was shivvering too.
"No you don't! You need to warm up as well." She grabbed him and pulled him into the shower with her, feeling the way he shook beneath her hands. She wrapped her arms around him and dropped her head to his shoulder in exhaustion, continuing to feel the shakes rattling through her body. He hung onto her waist and they remained like that for some time, it apparently taking an age for their shaking to stop, even as their fingers warmed up and burned in the heat.
Eventually Harry felt a delicious warmth creep over her and she realised she'd stopped shaking, as had Alex. She raised her head to look at him.
"We're still alive!" she said and realised she was grinning helplessly.
He grinned back. "So we are."
Then she kissed him.
After a minute or two of exploration he broke away. "You know," he said thoughtfully, "that felt distinctly like an invitation not just a hooray we're still alive."
Harry was too tired to play games. "It was an invitation."
"Just checking. I'd hate you to think the whole nearly getting us killed thing was a desperate attempt at seduction."
Harry giggled. "I don't think you're doing the seducing here."
He grinned back and started undoing the buttons on her soaked blouse. "Well I'd like to propose that we get each other clean and then retire to the bedroom."
Harry pouted. "What no shower sex?"
"I can hardly stand. I want to lie down."
"I hope you're not going to fall asleep on me."
Alex pushed her blouse off her shoulders and dropped it onto the floor of the shower. "Not much risk of that," he murmured and nuzzled into her neck with a kiss, even as she began undoing his shirt and looked around for the soap.
Next Square: Singing