Home, Sweet Home. [Mature]

[Travis]

Travis gripped the soap as carefully as he could, and then turned those eyes to settle upon Sara's once again. Her arms were held open slightly, and Travis couldn't help but give her a tiny smile as he moved closer, dropping his arms so that they brushed against her side. He'd push himself a little closer, and then wrap his arms around her waist, pushing himself a little closer toward her. He always felt so good when he held her, she made him really happy. And he wasn't just thinking this because they were naked, in the shower together. He meant it.

Travis would drop his chin slightly, brushing his cheeck against hers as the water washed over his head once again. He'd tilt his head slightly and press his lips against the side of her neck, and those hands at her sides would lift slightly. The soap he had been holding would drop, thumping against the floor of the shower. It wasn't going to be needed yet. He didn't believe so anyways. While it hadn't been on his mind when he first got into the shower, he was only a man. They were naked.. It kinda seemed like the right thing to do. Besides, Sara had invited him close to her. He wasn't going to deny her.

---~~~ OMG U CANT SEE DA SEX HERE ~~~---

As Travis' breathing patterns returned to normal, he'd glance around on the ground for a moment, his right hand still gripping her side. Travis didn't want to look at her just yet, maybe he was a little embarrassed, or afraid of what she might be thinking or might even say. He'd crouch, his eyes glancing back up toward her face for a moment as he'd grab at the bar of soap he let go earlier. Picking it back up, he straightened up he'd press the soap against his stomach for a moment, and lean in to give her another kiss. He didn't know what to say though, so he continued to start soaping himself. It was time to actually get clean now..

[Sara Quinn]

She kept her eyes on his face as he stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her waist, getting really close to her. She was extremely shy. She was blushing insanely, her breathing uneven. She knew where this could potentially lead to. And she couldn't say she hated the idea, but she was nervous. This wasn't the first time he had seen her naked, but it was the first time it was this intimate. But it just... felt right. It felt good to be held by him like this. She felt the love she felt for him surge through her again, strong, and warm.

Her eyes closed as he leaned down, his cheek rubbing against hers, his lips planting a small kiss on her neck. Oh yeah... She knew where this was going. And she was nervous. The thoughts swirled through her head, small things, like what if he didn't like her? She tried to push those thoughts away and just run with it. Her hands moved up and down along his back as she held him close. She heard the soap drop to the tub floor and her head dropped back...

---~~~ OMG U CANT SEE DA SEX HERE ~~~---

Sara leaned against the wall of the shower, breathing heavily. Her eyes were closed, both to avoid looking at Travis and just to let her body relax. Wow... That had been... Amazing. His hand was still on her side, and it was sending small tingles through her body. His hand shifted and she still didn't open her eyes. She was a little afraid of looking at him, maybe seeing disgust on his face or something, but his hand still on her waist had to be a good sign. Right...? Ya. It had to be. She had to keep telling herself that, or those pesky thoughts started to invade her extremely happy brain. And that sucked. She was to happy, felt to good, to let those thoughts ruin it.

She sighed deeply, and opened her eyes to see him soaping himself off. As soon as her gaze fell on his body she blushed deeply again. She looked away, assuming it was time to actually get to the shower part. She turned around, reaching for her shampoo. If he was using the soap, she might as well get to her hair. She squirted some into her hand and reached up, massaging the stuff into her hair. She piled it all on the top of her head, getting the hair off her back, as it began to foam and bubble on her head.

She had a lot of hair though, and she needed a lot of shampoo to make it stay up. But it worked. She loved it off her face. "What would you think if cut my hair hun?" She turned her head to look back at him.

[Travis]

Travis' continued to work on his hygiene, lathering up as he settled those eyes upon the small of her girlfriend's back. Of course he couldn't simply get what had happened out of his mind. He had enjoyed it, and she seemed to have enjoyed it as well. He's absent-mindedly continued what he was doing with his hands as he watched Sara grab out at the shampoo. Soon enough she was speaking out to him again, as she began to wash her hair.

What would you think if cut my hair hun?

"I like you as you are babe, but if you want to cut you're hair I don't mind."

Travis would give Sara a little smile as she looked over his shoulder at her. He didn't simply like her because of her hair or anything like that. He liked her because of her personality, she meshed well with him. It definitely was a plus that Sara was a really attractive female though. If she wanted to change her hair, that was fine with Travis. He was still going to love her, no matter what. For now, he'd leave the soap on him self, seeing as she was currently washing her hair in front of him. His hands would shift forward and he'd place the soap against his girlfriends back, stepping a little closer as he did so. He figured he'd help her out a little while he could.

"Why? Got something in mind, Babe?"

Travis couldn't help but glance down as he stood behind her. It was a nice view! Could you blame him?! He'd quickly shift his eyes back upward, and he'd place his chin upon her shoulder, his eyes closing as he felt the water begin to splash against his face. He had to try and keep his mind off the fact that he was still naked, with Sara in the shower. Otherwise he might get the urge to do more of what had taken place earlier.. He didn't want her to think that was all he cared about though. Travis needed to show some control!

[Sara Quinn]

"I like you as you are babe, but if you want to cut you're hair I don't mind."

Good answer. A safe one. She smiled. Smart guy. She liked her hair long, but it got in the way a lot. Maybe she would cut it. Not today or tomorrow, but maybe soon. It would be nice to try something new.

She felt.. really relaxed. She suddenly felt very comfortable around him as they washed themselves in the shower. She turned her head back to the front, letting her eyes close. She felt press the soap against her back and she shivered. The feeling of his hands on her was nice. God... What would she do without him...? She was really... really glad she had followed him into the shower.

"Why? Got something in mind, Babe?"

As his chin dropped onto her shoulder she leaned back, turning her head to give him a kiss on the cheek. She giggled, reaching back and grabbing onto his arms, wrapping them around her waist.

"I'm thinking short. Like up to my shoulders. I hate long hair, it always gets in the way. But it's simple enough to fix that by putting it in a pony tail and if I can just do that... Is it really worth it to cut my hair and end up not liking it?" God... She hated being the type of girl to think about things like hair and clothes, but sometimes, she just gave in... Especially right now, while she was busy feeling extremely intimate and feminine. It was rare that she felt feminine. Might as well give it a shot.

She pulled out of his arms and turned around to face him as she washed the shampoo out of her hair. She kept her eyes upwards at him. Poor guy had to look down at her constantly, meaning he was always going to have to look at stuff other then her face. Whereas for her, looking up at him meant she didn't have to look at... the other parts of him. She washed her hair quickly, realizing he was covered in soap, and as soon as she was done, she stepped out of the way.

[Travis]

I'm thinking short. Like up to my shoulders. I hate long hair, it always gets in the way. But it's simple enough to fix that by putting it in a pony tail and if I can just do that... Is it really worth it to cut my hair and end up not liking it?

"I'm sure if you cut your hair it would look fine babe, And if you didn't like it, it will grow back."

Travis would let her wrap his arms would her and he'd hold her there for a moment as the water continued to rain down on them. It was relaxing, to just be able to be so intimate with someone and not have to worry about what they thought of you. It meant a lot to have someone that Travis could share his secrets with. Though it would take time for him to be able to share everything with her. He was sure though that Sara could bring it out in him. She seemed to be doing it with everything else so far. It had been some time since he felt like he belonged somewhere. He was glad it was here with Sara.

Travis watched as his girlfriend pulled away, and turned to look at him. When her eyes dropped, he could tell she was getting nervous. It was actually really cute seeing her react in such a way. After all, they had just finished being intimate. It wasn't as if she hadn't seen what he had before, right? He couldn't help but lift his hand to her chin before she stepped aside, and stare at her face for a moment.

"You're really cute, you know that?"

He'd watch as she stepped aside, and Travis would move forward, ducking his head slowly as the water washed away the soap that had been on his body. He'd quickly work to finish getting all clean, washing his hair, he'd run his hands through it as he tilted his head back and let the water fall over him. Once he finished, he'd turn to Sara, and his left hand would shut the way off. He'd lean forward for another small kiss, and speak out once again.

"That was fun.. Again sometime?"

[Sara Quinn]

As she stepped away from him, he spoke to her. He called her cute... She froze, blushing insanely. It was the first time she could think that he had said something about her like that. She looked up at him, her eyes following his every movement. Although she normally didn't like being called cute, when it came from him, that was fine. It sounded nice coming from him actually. After a few seconds of stunned silence, all she could do was let out a small giggle. A very nervous giggle that wouldn't seem to go away. A very girlish giggle. She had to turn away from him, her hand covering her mouth as she giggled some more.

It was nice... She liked that he thought she was cute. She had always been worried that he had thought she was... to small, or to... She didn't know, but she worried that her height, and small frame turned him off of her. But no. He thought she was cute. It was a relief for her. For the first time in like... Her whole life, she was happy she was so short.

After the giggle fit, which only served to make her blush more as she couldn't control herself, she turned around, leaning against the wall, watching him finish showering. It was interesting watching a guy shower. It was different from a how a girl did it... Obviously. But it was interesting all the same. She however, still needed to finish showering. She hadn't even really started, which was where one of the differences began. She still had to condition her hair, wash her body, and then just stand there for 10 minutes. Because thats how girls did it. He finished and leaned down, giving her another small kiss.

"That was fun.. Again sometime?"

She snorted a laugh. Oh. A funny boy eh? She lightly slapped his arm, ignoring his comment. Like it was just that simple. Smile still on her face, she pushed him out of the way, picking up the conditioner and rubbing it into her hair. "Ya, totally~We SO have to do this again soon~" She laughed again, running her hair under the water. "I'm going to be a little longer in here. That's your cue to ~SHOO~" She leaned forward, giving him another kiss, holding it for a moment, her tongue moving out to run along his lips, her arm wrapping around his waist. She pulled away with a smile on her face. "I love you... Now out."

[Travis]

Just the way she reacted, it was priceless. He couldn't help but let out a tiny laugh of his own as he watched her. Almost as if he was mocking her. Not that he was making fun of her or anything like that, he just hadn't seen her react that way before and it was definitely what he considered to be cute. He'd finished up while she leaned against the wall, and he couldn't help but stare at her. Soon enough though he finished and she came forward, slapping him for what he had said. He simply grinned as he moved his way toward the door only to be stopped to be pulled in for a little kiss, his tongue trailing hers until it left again and across his lips.

Ya, totally~We SO have to do this again soon~ I'm going to be a little longer in here. That's your cue to ~SHOO~ I love you... Now out.

Travis would smirk after she said it, and his left hand would move quickly, slapping her on the ass. He'd let out a chuckle and pull himself from the shower. Quickly grabbing the closest towel he could find. He'd dry himself off and then wrap the towel around his waist. Stopping in front of the sink. Grabbing his comb off the counter he'd lift it to his head and begin to run it through for a few seconds to try and straighten it all out. Travis' icy blues would glance over toward the shower, and his girlfriend before he spoke out.

"I love you too, Sara! But what about me, hun? Would you kill me if I chopped all my hair off?"

His smirk would fade as he stared at himself in the mirror. He wasn't really serious, though he liked his hair it could be troublesome sometimes. He thought he'd wear it down this time, instead of swept back. Unless Sara suggested the other way. He really wasn't sure how his hair should have been worn for an expensive restaurant like that.

[Sara Quinn]

The slap on her ass caused her to let out a little sound, halfway between a moan and little scream and it only served to make her blush worse. Thankfully, he had left the shower and didn't see it as she let the water wash over her. She heard Travis outside the shower, moving around. She picked up the soap and began to run it across her stomach, cleaning herself. She was feeling really tired now. Her legs were all shaky and her mind was still kind of blank.

She was really surprised at herself though. What they had just done... She had really enjoyed it. She loved Travis immensely and was really glad that she had chosen to come to the shower instead of staying in the room. It had been.. amazing. Sara finished with the soap just as Travis called out to her. She paused, letting the water fall over her as she thought for a second. Travis? Without his hair? She liked his hair though. She turned around and turned off the water and then started to wring out her hair. The worst part of being a woman was how much water got caught in your hair after a shower. She didn't blow dry it, so it would be wet for hours now. She guess it was time to get out. She didn't really need to waste another 10 minutes worth of water and she really needed to sit down.

She opened the shower door and reached for a towel, pulling it into the tub with her. "Ya. I'd kill you." She wrapped the towel around herself, just under her arms and stepped out of the shower, looking at him. He was so good looking... She felt pride well up in herself. This guy... was hers. All hers. She grabbed a second towel and started running it along her hair, catching more water. "I like your hair hun, a lot. I couldn't imagine you without."

She kept her brushes and things in her room, so that was where she went. She left the bathroom, and realized her clothes were still on the floor. She bent over, picking them up and carried them to her room, dropping them in the hamper and then walked over to her desk, looking at her brushes and combs, neatly arranged in terms of size, color and use. She couldn't help but smile at the order. It made her feel in control.

[Travis]

Well, Travis definitely liked the sound he heard after he slapped her. Who wouldn't!? He made a mental note to do it again sometimes, but he'd leave it alone for now. And soon enough Sara would shut the water off and pull herself from the shower. He heard her say that she'd kill him and Travis would just shake his head and drop a little chuckle. He had no intentions of cutting his hair. He had been joking, but who knew what could happen. For now, he liked his look. And Sara liked it too, so it was worth keeping then.

Icy blues would shift and stare toward Sara as she stepped from the shower. He'd catch her staring a him, and he'd give her a smile and a wink. I wasn't really sure of what she was thinking, but he knew that she loved him. Travis was quite sure of it. He felt the same way after all, and he didn't really think anything was going to be able to show him otherwise. And today in the shower.. She only helped to confirm it. At least he thought so. Who knew.

I like your hair hun, a lot. I couldn't imagine you without.

"I know, I was kidding. Heh."

Travis would drop the comp back down onto the counter and he'd reach for his deodorant, quickly applying it before he put it away again and follow Sara from the bathroom as she picked up her cloths. He left his pants in the bathroom, but really didn't feel like turning around to get them just yet. So instead, he followed Sara until she gave an abrupt stop to bend over and get her cloths. He'd bump into her, his right hand pressing against her side briefly so he could keep himself balanced. He'd remove his hand and step back a little, looking away for a moment. He totally hadn't meanted to do that.

"Accident. Heh.. Sorry?"

He'd make sure she didn't fall or anything like that. And I'd wander into the bedroom myself. I'd glance toward that suit that was resting on their bed, and then I'd turn to look at my own dresser. I'd move to it, and pull out some boxers, tossing them over onto the bed. He'd grab a pair of socks as well, and then move to the closet to reach in and find his dress shoes. He'd place those on the bed and he'd then untie the towel without even thinking about Sara being there. He'd quickly get dressed so that he could say he was done getting ready, and Sara took forever! Because you know.. Guy's always gotta complain about that stuff, right?

[Sara Quinn]

Sara picked up her brush and began running it through her hair when Travis came in the room behind her. She turned to watch him. When he had bumped into her when she was picking up her clothes, her heart had been beating out of her chest. She wondered what was supposed to happen now. After what they had done... Did things just go back to normal? She leaned back against her desk, resting herself against it as she continued to watch him putter around the room, doing whatever it was he needed to.

Watching him wander around the room, collecting his things really made her realize how... REAL this was. It helped to reinforce the reality of what had just happened in the shower. He lived with her. She slept with him, ate with him, they shared a room, a home, and a life. She loved him. It was amazing. She couldn't help but smile as she lost herself to the thoughts of how perfect it felt.

And then she realized with a shock of horror that he was taking off his towel. She slammed back into reality. She let out a startled gasp, her eyes opening wide as she blushed, and turned her head to the side. "Travis!"

They had just... and yet, she was still shying away from the idea of seeing him naked. It was just... so new to her. And he was so... nonchalant about it. She acted instinctively, straightening from her leaning position to turn quickly. As she pushed off her dresser though, her towel caught, and it fell from her body. She looked down at herself, shocked. What...? Her head snapped back up, her face heating and reddening more.

Quickly, she reached over, and grabbed a pillow off the bed next to her. She held it in front of her like a shield, glaring at him, more from embarrassment then anything else. He had caught her off guard stripping off the towel like that. "Travis! Turn around!" She grabbed a second pillow and whipped it at him.

[Travis]

Travis!

This senior kinda laughed out, chuckling as he pulled his boxers on. He really wasn't all that afraid to be naked in front of her. After all, they kinda lived together now. They were in a relationship. It was bound to happen, and Travis was surely not gonna shy away for it! He had nothing to hide, and Sara didn't either. There was no reason for her to get so shy about it. He'd turn to stare at her, the same cocky grin he had on his face was showing wide. And then it happened, she moved away from the dresser and her towel came off. His eyes would widen slightly, but the smile was still on his face.

Travis! Turn around!

She whipped a pillow at him, and he'd simply let it slap off his face. His hair would be all messed up, but the smile wouldn't fade. All he did was continue to walk forward. At least he wasn't NAKED right now. He had his boxers on! He'd wander closer toward her and cast a little wink toward her. He liked it when she got all shy and defensive like this. It was really cute. But he wasn't going to say that right now. Instead he continued to move closer, and he'd place his hands on her sides. Leaning down he'd give her a kiss upon the lips, hold it for a short time and then pull his head away. He'd step away, and speak as he did so. Another little wink after he spoke.

"Come on.. Drop the pillow."

Travis just wanted to see if she'd do it. He wasn't sure how she was going to react to it. Hopefully it wouldn't backfire on him. But it was too late to take it back now, besides.. They had already done it once. Not that he totally wouldn't be up for seconds if the situation arose again. He was just trying to push her buttons a little and make her a little more embarrassed. It was too good a chance to make it happen. He'd keep that smirk of his face, his arms still resting on her sides. But the room between them was enough for the pillow to drop.. If she actually decided to do it.

[Sara Quinn]

The pillow hit him in the face, but he kept that stupid cocky grin there. She hated that grin! D< At the same time, the way he was looking at her had a heat building in the pit of her stomach, shivers running up her spine, even as she took a step back from him. She bumped into the table behind her. She couldn't back up anymore. Shit...

She held the pillow closer herself as he continued to move towards her, her hands lifting to go to her hips. She was frozen, the look he was giving her was... Oh god... As his head lowered she closed her eyes. She welcomed his kiss.

"Come on.. Drop the pillow."

"... Ok..." Now wait a second... Did she just... submit to him? She looked up to him, her eyes clouded... and she dropped the pillow. Her big brown doe eyes looked up to him, so innocent and cute and sweet, but the clouding gave them a sexual appeal. Her mouth was slightly open. Perfect... When his guard was down she would suddenly move quickly, her hand raising up, open. She would push it upwards and slam it into his forehead. Not hard. Just enough to distract him. Then she would slip under his arm and run like hell out of the room giggling like mad~<3

[Travis]

... Ok...

Travis would continue to stare into those eyes as the pillow dropped away. He already knew what he would see, and he liked every last inch of her body. Unfortunately though he'd only get a brief glance before Sara's hand slapped against his forehead and she turned away from Travis, giggling as she ran from the bedroom. Travis shook his head slightly, that smirk turned to a small smile and he'd follow his girlfriend out into the living room. His arms would swing wide and he'd wrap them around Sara's waist. He'd hold her there for a short moment, and press himself against her with a small laugh.

"Did you really think that you could get away from me?"

Travis wasn't going to let go over her completely just yet, his arms would slide across her midsection until his hands touched her abdomen and he slide them to her sides. Travis' grip would tighten a little as he waited her reaction. Whether she continued her games or not, he didn't mind. She made it all that much better when it actually happened. If she really wanted to run around naked, then he was up for letting her do it. He'd play around for a bit more, but eventually he'd get what he wanted, right? Probably.. She hadn't denied him earlier. And Travis knew she enjoyed herself.

God I love her.. Everything about her. Even the little games she plays..

[Sara Quinn]

Sara had slowed once she left the room. She didn't what this feeling was, but she wanted him to chase her, to play this silly game with her. She hadn't expected him to catch her though, so when his arms wrapped around her from behind she actually let out a girly little squeal. She blushed deep red but stopped running from him, her eyes closing as his hands ran across her body and his body pressed against hers. She was smiling, and giggling.

"Did you really think that you could get away from me?"

His hands were on her sides. She could get away. But did she want to? Now there was the question of the century. She wanted to play this game with him, wanted him to play with her. But she... wanted him to touch her... again. The thought made her blush deeper, and push her hips back into him instinctively a small sigh escaping her. No. She couldn't run from him. She turned around, her arms wrapping around his neck and pulling him for a kiss.

[Travis]

Sara didn't answer him when he spoke, instead she simply pushed backwards against him. That little sound she had made before came out, and he totally knew she didn't want to go anywhere else. It was confirmed to be true too, when she turned around to face him and her arms wrapped around his neck. Almost without Travis' consent those hands of his would drop downward, crawling slowly across the flesh of her body. Travis totally didn't care that they had just did this not even 20 minutes ago, and here they were again. Seemingly ready to go at it as they had before. His lips would connect with hers, and it would only be a few moments before he turned and started moving her backwards, toward the couch that was only a couple feet away.

God damn..

Travis couldn't think of any other situation that had been perfect like this one. They still had plenty of time to kill before they set off for their little dinner. Which meant they could fool around a bit more, get a little more intimate then they had before. He'd push her down onto the couch, that smirk of his still learn on his face. His left leg would press against the couch, between her own legs as he straightened himself up and stared down at her bare body. He couldn't help but stare at Sara. He loved her, every little thing about her. And he knew she's probably get all embarrassed again because he was staring at her. And Travis was waiting for her.

"I love you.."