CYOA Page 169
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lumy12"Freeze!" you tell the person, praying to God that they listen to--
...wait... what?
"Ellie, is someone there?" You hear Joel approaching behind you.
"No. Haha -- no! But I thought there was! See how the wind is picking up the cover of that... whatever the fuck it is... well, that metal part caught my eye and I thought it was a gun. Ha! I'm so dumb!"
"Looks like a grill. But I should look around here a little more first anyhow."
"Joel, no, there's no one!"
"Real quick. Just... stay where you're at."
He finds no one, of course. Because you're just an idiot.
And he finds no one inside the ranger station, which is really quite roomy and nice. Especially after you two get a fire going. There are actually beds here, but they're more like cots, and the fireplace is so warm and cozy that you want to stay in front of it, so Joel just grabs a bunch of sheets and blankets off the cots, and you build a nice little nest for yourselves.
Only one thing remains...
"We can just heat up this stew in the fireplace, yeah?" Joel suggests. "You as hungry as I am?"
Okay, TWO things remain. "Yeah, I am, actually. And the horses should eat something besides soggy grass."
When you've relieved the horses of their bags and tack, rubbed them down, and fed them some fruit... when your bellies are full, bladders emptied, and the dinnerware washed and stored... okay, so that was like six or seven things right there...
One thing left!
"Joel, we're not seriously going to sleep in these wet clothes, are we?" You frown down at your lovely little nest, which is very dry at the moment, without your wet jeans defiling it.
"We ain't got much choice. We packed light."
And now you're glad you did, because you're sure you can talk Joel into doing what you want! "But... no one's gonna be out here in the storm. The door's--"
"We were, weren't we?"
"...Well, no one besides us. The door's locked. All our stuff's in here and the horses are literally right outside that window. We're not in any danger. We're not gonna have to make a quick getaway. There is no reason to keep our clothes on."
"There's always the chance we'll have to make a quick getaway."
"Not really. This place is out of the way -- no infected are gonna show up here out of the blue. And if there's any hunters roaming around, which there won't be anyways cuz of the storm, there's not gonna be that many. We can take 'em. Naked if we have to."
Joel snorts. "What is it with you wantin' to get naked in front of hunters? It's like you're tryin' to make me jealous."
You giggle. "I don't want to get naked in front of them! I've told you -- I just think it might be a good strategy to... you know. Throw them off a little. It'll give us an advantage. And if we're just gonna kill them anyway, who cares if they see me?"
"I care," Joel growls, coming up behind you and nibbling on your neck while encircling your waist.
It makes you giggle more. "They're dead. Fuck them!"
"The bastards don' need to lay eyes on my baby girl before they die."
"But maybe they'll... get excited. Right? Unless they think I'm ugly or something..."
"They won't think that," Joel assures you immediately (just like you hoped he would!).
"Okay, so, they... you know... like seeing me... and then it's hard for them to run and stuff, right? Or even to think?"
He licks your earlobe. "I know what they'd be thinkin' about. No man should be thinkin' that about you."
"Except you," you add.
"Even me."
You twist around to look at him. "Don't be silly. You're my boyfriend. You're--"
"I ain't your boyfriend."
"Well... you're whatever you are. You're allowed. You're supposed to. I want you to. In--"
He interrupts you with a little kiss (which is the only method of interruption pretty much guaranteed not to annoy you, at all, ever). "We're talkin' about hunters here. They ain't gonna be thinkin' about... makin' sweet love to you."
You giggle (and blush!). "Oh! Ohhhh. Okay, so... is that what you're thinking about, when you're thinking... uh... dirty things?"
He kisses your nose. "Sometimes. I shouldn't be thinkin' about that, either. Not 'til--"
"--I'm eighteen," you finish for him. "Yeah, yeah. Forever from now."
He cups your face in his hands. "Because I love you... that's why we can't make love yet."
"Which makes no fucking sense," you grumble, "but all that really matters is the love part. I can wait for the rest." ...and hopefully wear you down long before I'm eighteen...
"That's good, 'cause you're gonna have to. Now... our clothes will dry out faster in front of the fire--"
"They'll dry out the fastest if we're not wearing them," you cut in to add -- although you're not sure it's true, because maybe your body heat would help dry them? ...Naaaahhhh! That's counterintuitive to your goal! "We could lay our jeans out right there... underwear..."
"Ohhh no. You got me thinkin' about the jeans, but not underwear, too. You want us to sleep together... completely in the nude?"
"Yep." You grin. "In the interest of drying out our clothes real good, of course."
"No other reason."
"Nope!" You wrap your arms around his neck and contort your wicked grin into a more innocent smile. "Why... are you afraid I might take advantage of you?"
"Yes."
You feign shock. "What? I would never!"
"You would. You have, before."
"I'm older and wiser now. I've learned from--"
"It was only three or four weeks ago," he laughs.
It was three. "Still. I respect your boundaries. I understand why--"
"You don't understand shit. You're just tryin' to get your way," he says knowingly.
And he's not wrong! "Fuck! You're onto me. I can't lie." In a stage whisper, you add, "So... is it working?"
"No. Nope, not one bit." He pretends not to notice that you're unbuttoning his shirt.
"Seriously, Joel... I would never do anything you don't want me to. I promise. When you say no, I'd stop."
"Very noble of you."
"-Unless it's a fake no, of course. You have to mean it."
"If I say it, I mean it."
"Nooo... I can tell. Sometimes you're just playing." You work his shirt over his shoulders and he wriggles out of the sleeves. Then you slide your hands up beneath his undershirt. "So nice and warm..."
He gets rid of the undershirt quickly and hugs you to his chest. "I admit... the skin-to-skin thing is nice."
"Isn't it? Now, let's dry these out over here..." Honestly, his shirt isn't that wet, since he put his jacket on almost immediately after it started raining. And you were already wearing yours beforehand... but you may have 'accidentally' gotten water inside your jacket while tending the horses. (Inside both layers of T-shirts, too! ~Oops~) You make a big show of laying out Joel's clothes on the hearth, as if your main goal here is to dry your clothing. Your socks and shoes are already there.
"Not too close, now."
"Yeah... we don't want them so dry that they... burn up!" You giggle at the thought of having to ride out of here naked.
"We'd have to make clothes out of those sheets."
Of course he'd say that, rather than ride naked! Well, it IS a better solution... You start lifting your two T-shirts up over your head.
"Whoa whoa whoa, hold on. I never said--"
"It's only fair!" You ignore his protests, pull your top shirt away from your undershirt, and lay them out next to Joel's. "Not a lot more room up here... maybe I should shove these over so the jeans can fit there..." You feel Joel's eyes on you, and it's hard to contain your glee at the thought of him enjoying your body, even just by sight.
"Where'd you get that bra?"
Awwww, yay! "Oh, you noticed?" you reply casually.
" 'Course I noticed. It ain't the one you always wear. The one you said is more comfortable than... this kind."
This kind being a little more about sexiness and less about comfort! You actually persuaded your friend Becca to give it to you when she complained it was too tight for her. On you, it's loose enough that you have to use a safety pin in the back instead of the little hooks. But the straps fit okay, and you fill up the cups decently enough, you think... "Yeah... it's new. It's comfortable enough." When you undo the safety pin, at least... hopefully Joel won't mind when I do that later! "It's wet, but... I'll keep it on if you want me to," you so generously offer, knowing there's no 'if'--
"Yes, I want you to. ...but I'll help dry it out for you," he adds with a little smirk.
That works, too! "Okay, cool. So, pants..."
Joel sighs and, much to your delight, starts stripping down without any further prompting! "You're right. We should dry 'em out in front of the fire. But not our underwear. That'll be fine on our bodies."
You're okay with that; you'd actually feel a bit too shy to get totally naked in front of him anyway -- standing there in full view, at least. You and Joel have sort of seen each other naked before... only in the dark, though, so it kind of doesn't count. And you've sneaked a few peeks here and there, but only managed to catch glimpses (you hope that Joel's tried to sneak peeks at you too, but unfortunately, you've never caught him doing so).
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Carlos
Date: 2021-05-08 01:18 pm (UTC)Re: Carlos
Date: 2021-05-08 01:58 pm (UTC)