[ He's happy to let the kiss last, to drag it on, hands traveling along her back, gently, just taking in the shapes of her body, letting his hands learn her curves and planes.

But then she's moving away and he lets out a soft groan of disappointment, but he, once more, follows her directions, pushing his sweats off to his knees, and the kicking them off, finding himself completely naked under Charlie. ]

Ta-daaa!

[ Her smile turns goofy when he acts that way, her hands move to draw his face back to hers for another kiss. In fact, it's a series of them, starting out silly (as she's laughing a little) before they return to something a bit more hungry.

The condom is still between her fingers and she moves to slowly lower herself back down onto his lap, straddling his thighs before she stops kissing him. Her fingers and teeth tear the rubber out of it's packaging and...

She glances down at her prize, chewing on her bottom lip a bit before she moves roll the condom down upon his cock.]

[ They're so close, he can feel the hardness of her nipples through her bra against his skin, electrifying him even further, setting him alight. He shivers when she moves down onto him, and he bites his lip again, tilting his head back against the wall as he puts a hand to the mattress, fingers fisting in the sheets. ]

Oh, fuck!

[ It's been so long since he's felt this, and she feels so amazing, he's breathless with it. So tight and hot, his other hand tightens around her hip as he groans. He never wants to move, ever again. ]

[ She moans with him as she settles herself upon him, sinking down until there's as little space between them as can be, her thighs resting on the tops of his. One hand
moves to reach for his hand that grips the sheets, threading their fingers together.

She doesn't hesitate in moving, however, starting to roll her hips slowly at first, adjusting to having him inside of her, biting her bottom lip before she murmurs his name.] Look at me.

[ Z swallows hard, lips parted on his panting before he manages to open his eyes again, shifting to be able to look at her. She's flushed and gorgeous, and her fingers fit perfect between his. ]

Charlie - [ There's no way he's going to manage full sentences right now. She moves slowly, and he shifts his hips, following her, forcing himself to keep his eyes on her. She's so beautiful it hurts him in his lungs. ]

[ She doesn't know him well enough to know his thoughts, to know his reasoning for closing his eyes, for tilting his head back, beyond that it feels good to be inside of her. She just wants him to look at her for a moment, so that he's in the moment with her. She wants to share it with him.

She smiles softly, breathlessly at him, chewing on her bottom lip as she grinds harder above, moves a bit faster.] Yeah, [ she breathes, the hand that had aligned them moving to touch his face.] God, yeah.

[ And so he looks at her, eyes half-lidded as every shift, every move sparks fire in his body, feeling so good he can barely take it in. He keeps touching Charlie, holding her close, eyes boring into hers and it feels so much more intimate than anything he's ever done before, to keep his eyes on hers like that.

He breathes hard, shallow, groaning regularly when she moves back down onto his dick, feeling like he might implode any second. ]

I'm not - [ He chuckles, breathless. ] it's been. A while -

[ The sounds he makes each time she moves, the unsteadiness of his breathing, the groans, only serve to turn her on further. She struggles to keep her own eyes open despite being the one who demanded that of him. She can't resist kissing his face a few times until he speaks and she smiles at him, breathless too.]

It's okay, [ she murmurs, thinking that he's trying to warn her that he won't last longer. She moves her hands to his face, both of them, guiding his mouth to hers. But before she kisses him, she whisper.] Let go, Mr. Z. It's your turn. [ To come, to feel good, to feel that heat. And she lets one of her hands drop to his shoulder after she kisses him as she starts to grind a little harder.]

Fuck me.

[ He clenches his jaw at her words, slightly overwhelmed by them, but he nods anyway, thrusting his hips up to meet her halfway, letting the sensations just take him over. He doesn't need any of the electricity right now, not when she feels so good around him.

He groans again, closing his eyes for a moment before forcing himself to open them again, watching her and biting his lip hard as he does, giving himself a small counterpoint of pain from the pleasure that shoots up his spine with every shift of their hips. He starts moving faster, his hand pulling at the sheets, the other moving down to her ass, guiding her movements. ]

Fuck, fuck -

[ Even though he knew, he knew he wouldn't be able to last much longer, it still takes him by surprise when he does, like a tidal wave surging through him and short-circuiting everything he's made of. He doesn't know how loud he is, cannot control it when he throas his head back and pushes his hips up, his thighs trembling with the effort. ]

Oh, my God!

[ He smiles against her skin, bringing a hand to her hair too, soft. Then, he lets out a chuckle, following by a loud breath. ]

Well, I'm definitely hungry now...

[ The idea of moving is awful, he's so comfortable and he feels so good, relaxed and loose, but his stomach does growl, and he chuckles again, pulling back reluctantly. ]

You're still up for pizza?

[ The quiet moment between them is broken by his words and the angry growl of his stomach and she can't help but laugh. Her eyes open when he pulls back, her gaze meeting with his with a lazy sort of contentment. ]

Yeah, I'm famished. [ She presses a kiss to his lips, to his jaw before she moves to gently lift off his lap, letting out a breathe before falling back against the bed on her back.] I could eat a whole pizza.

Okay, pizza it is.

[ He takes care of the condom first, turning away from Charlie to dispose of it, before grabbing his sweats and pulling them on, finding his abandoned tablet on the floor by the bed and grabbing it, sitting back down.

He orders two pizza quickly before dropping the tablet once more on the bed, one hand reaching out to curl around Charlie's calf. ]

On their way. What about some Mythbusters, huh?

[ He gets to work and she moves to too, after a moment, to grab her own sweat pants to pull back on as well because if he's not going to stay naked, then she won't either. However, she does leave her shirt off and just stays in her bralet, for now.

By the time he touches her, she's sitting half-way up. She nods at his suggestion, falling back into that easy post-sex casual attitude. They'd hooked up and now they could just hang out and be friends. Charlie was great at this, she was amazing at navigating it. Relaxing, she smirked--] Pick out a good episode.

[ If he knew that was what she thought, he'd have frowned it off, explained that no, no, this was a date. This wasn't a friends-thing. This was him, picking one of his favorite episodes of Mythbusters and putting it on, before settling by her side, curling an arm around her. This was him, gently kissing her shoulder and brushing his thumb against her skin.

Z didn't really do casual. Didn't know how to, nor did he want to. This was a date, as much as it could be, and so far, he was really, really planning on asking her for a second one. And maybe a third one, too, at the same time. ]

So, you and your brother - you're close?

[ It would dawn on her later, she'd see the signs after awhile. But for now, "this" was what she was used to. It was basically what she sought out for herself, casual encounters that probably wouldn't lead into anything more serious. It wasn't that she didn't want a relationship, on the contrary, that's all she wanted. It was just that she got herself entangled with people with which that kind of thing was... impossible.

He tucked her into his side and she shifted so that she was laying her head on his chest somewhat, snuggling close as the episode began. At his question, she smiles a little.]

He's my best friend. [ The one person she could always, always trust. The one who loved her no matter who she was or what she did.]

Do you have any? Brothers? Sisters?

No, I'm an only child. Maybe explains why i can't share well, and I don't trust anyone.

[ He says it with humor in his voice, but he means it - it's the truth, after all. That, and the fact that he always wants to work alone, and isn't all that great socially. Well, he can't blame everything on a nonexistent sibling, but he can definitely try. ]

I was the very example of a spoiled kid. And I often feel like I've missed out on a lot.

[ He keeps his lips close to her shoulder as he speaks, brushing the words against her skin. ]

[ She laughs softly, at his words. Although, there's a part of her that worries about that statement. Did that mean he wouldn't be able to trust her? And did it mean that he was jealous type? He didn't come off that way, the way he seems determined to sound like but... she didn't know him that well yet.]

Like what? [ She had to wonder what he felt like he missed out on, being spoiled. If anything, she would think that someone who is spoiled would have all the opportunties in the world.]

[ While very good at hiding his emotions, he would lie if he said he wasn't the jealous type. Not possessive, but jealous? Definitely. But he'd also promised her that they weren't going to be exclusive so that was it; he had no right to be jealous, especially right now, when neither of them had any idea what they were doing. ]

Built-in friendship. More of a support system, closer to my age. No need to rely on internet strangers for that. Maybe I'd have been less shy and awkward growing up, too.

[ As for the trust thing, well. It'll take some time. ]

I mean, some siblings fight like cats and dogs, if that helps. [ Some people were never close to their siblings. ] Case and I fought a lot until-- [ Her mouth twists.] my mom. And Casey is still shy and awkward. He's a total nerd. [ She says it with the most fondness a person can have.] I like people who are awkward and shy because I used to be that way.

[ He chuckles, raising an eyebrow at her. ] so that's why you hit on me? Because I'm awkward?

[ He's not as awkward as he used to be, granted, but he's still not the smoothest cat in the land, hiding behind terrible humor to make himself more charming than he thought he was. ]

And sure, siblings fight, but I'm sure when you get to a certain age, it kinda has to die out, right? You just get too old for that shit.

[ He doesn't ask about her mom - he doesn't want to ruin the mood and he's read her file. There's no reason to bring the conversation there. ]