vanillajello | Overland Park, KS, Saturday Afternoon

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Overland Park, KS, Saturday Afternoon

Kate was nervous. And she thought she had every damn right to be. This was actually the first time ever she'd brought a boyfriend home to be introduced to her parents. (As always, Leto didn't count. They hadn't even kissed before he came home with her.) And that was just... Weird. It felt weird.

And anyway, in her mind, they were here more to get a break from Fandom. Not to make official introductions. But it was still a little terrifying, even if she wasn't really showing it.

They'd taken a bus from the airport and walked the rest of the way since it wasn't far from the bus stop, and Kate thought she could use the extra time to remind Bod of what he wasn't supposed to talk about. And to prepare herself for everything.

The first thing she noticed after they got to her house was that her dad's pick-up truck wasn't parked outside. Neither was The Green Hornet, her mom's car. But she was too nervous to think about what that might mean.

"So. That's my house," she said, nodding at the house and flashing a smile at Bod as she stopped to stand by the green mailbox, which had a few painted flowers on it and said 'The Gregsons' in Tara's handwriting. "Welcome to Oak Avenue."

[ooc: For that guy I modded a bit just now. NFB due to distance.]

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"I know you can," she agreed. "And it's something to look forward to, even if something goes wrong. It's actually pretty easy to get past that whole no hands on me thing."

Not that he was doing so hot with that so far, either.

[Noted! Boo, storms! ...But also, oooh storms!]

He wasn't doing very well with that at all at the moment considering he was fairly well wrapped around her and had his lips on her neck. He was failing rather spectacularly.

And he just kept moving those lips up and down the side of her neck, open mouthed and using his warm breath to his advantage.

"I hope nothing goes wrong," he found the time to say, nuzzling her neck now, "but I am prepared to break the rules in this case. I find it hard to resist touching you."

Those efforts of his got him shivers she couldn't possibly hide when he was all around her like this. Not that she wanted to hide them, not when there was so much they had to hide on this trip. So she just shivered, happily.

Failing at something was rarely this fun.

"Resist when it counts," she sighed. "Don't when it doesn't. I completely expect you to be all over me once we go to bed."

"I promise, I will be all over you once we go to bed," he said, still nuzzling against her neck and kissing the spot behind her ear. "I'll try and find places I haven't kissed before, even."

He didn't know if there was a spot he hadn't kissed at this point but he'd definitely look. The looking was half the fun. "I'll put my hands all over you later."

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"Good," she smirked. "And I can do the same to you, and we can just be a mess of hands and kissing."

She was about to say something else, but of course, right then there was a cough somewhere behind them. She froze for the few seconds it took her to realize that a cough that awkward could only be her brother.

And it was, as became obvious soon enough. "Wow, you guys really need to learn to close doors," Marshall said, standing by the bathroom door.

Apparently, they had a door closing problem both on and off island. Thankfully, Bod didn't jump away or yelp in surprise but he did drop his hands so things wouldn't look...too cozy.

"Um." Well. That blush he'd managed to keep contained was spreading across his cheeks and down his neck now. He was just going to try and hide his face against Kate's shoulder until that went away. At least he wasn't completely wrapped around her now.

Kate turned her head to peer at her brother over her shoulder. Glaring only a little bit. "And you need to stop sneaking around like that."

"I wasn't sneaking, I just walked in through the bathroom," Marshall pointed out. "I was just going to come ask you what your sleeping arrangements are going to be. But I think I have a pretty good guess now."

Oh, his poor cheeks were just blazing right now. That, he decided, was a good enough reason to keep his face pressed near her shoulder and neck so only she'd know he was currently about to catch on fire.

He was just going to let Kate handle this conversation. He was going to listen and contribute if needed but he was just mostly hoping his blushing cheeks would contribute to his overall adorable aura.

That just meant he missed Marshall mouthing something that Kate was pretty sure was 'he's shy?'

She just sent back a look that said she didn't undertand why that would be such a big deal.

"Yeah, we're gonna pretend he's sleeping on your floor," she replied in words, "but really he's gonna sleep here with me, and you're not gonna rat us out to Mom and Dad."

Marshall shook his head. "As if I was going to. You don't think they'll figure it out, though?"

Kate shrugged, but lightly, so as not to jostle Bod. "Well, I figure Mom will, but she won't say anything, and Dad'll be too convinced he has some authority to keep that from happening. We should be good."

The blush, thankfully, started to abate but he didn't move too much since sticking close to Kate and letting her and her much less shy personality handle things was working well.

He wanted to promise that he'd behave and wouldn't do anything that would warrant getting told on but, in the end, decided that actions would speak louder than words.

Yes, Marshall was pretty much getting that he probably wouldn't have to worry about any less than pleasant noises coming through the wall these few nights his sister would be here, and he was glad.

It had been bad enough that one time with Charmaine staying over with Fake Uncle Nick.

"Okay, so I guess we'll do that," he said, nodding. "Good. I'll leave you to your... I'll leave now."

He closed the bathroom door behind him as he left.

"My cheeks are on fire," said Bod once he was sure the bathroom door was shut and they were alone again. He cleared his throat a few times and picked his head up before laughing a bit.

"I suppose...I suppose it's good to get that bit of embarrassment out of the way," he said, trying to make light of that. "Oops."

Good thing they hadn't been doing anything too risky.

Kate snickered, like her heart hadn't practically stopped when she'd heard Marshall coughing. "I thought you were just going to burst into flames."

"I think I almost did," he said, bringing a hand up to rub at his still slightly red cheeks. "I wasn't expecting to be caught by your brother but I suppose better your brother than either parent."

Now, he probably would have burst into flames them. "At least he knows why I'll be sneaking out later and I won't have to answer questions."

That probably would have caused more blushing.

"I doubt he would've asked many questions, anyway," she shrugged, turning her head to smile at him a bit. "He's a smart kid like that."

And it didn't take much brains to figure out where Bod would be sneaking off to.

"Good to know," he said, laughing off some of the excess terror he'd felt for a minute there. "I'll just have to remember to shut that door when I come across. It would be fitting if I forgot."

And poor Marshall saw them again doing whatever they ended up doing when he sneaked over.

"I won't let you forget," she assured him with a laugh. "Seriously. I'll make you get up again and go close it if you do."

She was going to end up paranoid about doors before this trip was over.

"This one wasn't my fault," he said, leaning up to press a kiss over her eye. He hadn't even paid attention to the bathroom door because of everything else in her room.

"And after I close the door, I'll come and climb into your bed with you and we can see how much you missed my hands. Yes?"

"Yes," she sighed, closing her eyes again, unable to resist leaning against him just a little bit.

It meant she missed seeing her dad's car pulling up into the driveway now, but she did think she heard something. She'd react to it in a moment. Probably.

"That sounds really good."

"It does." It did and he kissed the spot above her eye and moved down to her cheek. He completely missed both the arrival of the car and the sound, too caught up in what he was doing.

"I can give you a back rub since I'm sure you've built up some tension," he said, letting his lips find her neck again. "I'll kiss your tattoo and listen to your heart and let you listen to mine. I'll call you beautiful and help you relax."

Oh, now she was just listening to him. She should have probably stopped doing that, but how was she supposed to?

"Mm." She liked listening to him too much, right now. Too bad. "Yeah, I'm sure I've got tension. Relaxing's important."

Outside, her father got out of his car with his bags of Indian takeaway.

"Uh huh." He stepped closer to her again, sliding an arm back around her waist to pull her closer to him, share his warmth with her. With his focus on her, he failed to see her father as well.

"Relaxing is very important. And I know how to touch you and how to do it quietly so you will relax," he said into her ear. "I'll kiss your back, kiss that tension away and try and replace it with relaxation."

And he was back to kissing her neck. Apparently the interruption hadn't totally thrown him off. "I'd say I'd even try and talk to you in ways I usually don't but it might not be the right time and that might just further your tension. Hmm. You know I can, though."

"I know you can," she agreed, shivering even as she sounded amused. "It'd be a different kind of tension, though. More to do with frustration."

There'd been something she'd been supposed to do. Now what the hell was it? She couldn't remember, and it was all his fault. Him and his warmth and his words.

"Very different," he agreed and leaned forward over her shoulder to trace her jaw with his lips, warm her skin with his breath. Whatever she was forgetting was completely all his fault. He'd take the blame this time.

"And we couldn't solve that frustration like we usually do," he said, lowering his voice. "Though, I think I could cuddle up behind you, cradle you with my body and tell you that I love you. That'd be a good relaxation technique."

"A very good technique," she replied, when there was the sound of a door opening and closing elsewhere in the house. She didn't hear it. "I think I'd really like to try that."

She would love it. Even if he was a distracting dumb boy who was probably dooming them right now.

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