Getting a Feel Continued (Caspian/Evelyn)

The living room was as clean as it got, only a couple textbooks out on the coffee table and no take-away containers from the cafe visible anywhere. The fire wasn't going, but a flick of the wand brought it to life; it was no cheesy Casanova move, though. He was cold as balls from being outside. His place was warm, but he wanted warmer. At that thought, he looked at Evelyn.

"I didn't realize show meant show the world," Evelyn said, looking curiously at the wall of windows as she slid out of her coat. Her heels clicked sharply against the floor as she took a few steps toward the windows, then she pivoted on one foot to look at Cat again. "Maybe you're just kinky like that." Well, it would definitely get her blood rushing.

Cat's lips quirked. "Maybe I am," he said. He took her coat and slid out of his own, giving a slight shiver at the remaining bite of the breeze they'd let in. He looked her over, from the burst of flowers at her shoulder to her tiny waist and all the curves surrounding it. Then he lifted his shirt a few inches to show a teasing bit of the tattoo at his lower abdomen. It disappeared up beneath his shirt and down into his low-slung pants. "Your turn," he said.

Evelyn debated a moment before her lips curved and she turned away from him again. She pulled her hair up away from her back and neck, revealing a multitude of works. The fingers of her other hand teased at the tie at the bottom of her top. "This tie is so difficult sometimes, you know?" she claimed. "It likes getting knotted and tangled." She peeked back at him over her shoulder.

Cat let his shirt drop back into place and took the couple long steps toward Evelyn. His hands settled at her waist again, then moved to toy with the heavy ribbon at the back of her waist as he looked over her sleeve. "The colors are fierce," he said. He looked up to her eyes, then gave a quick tug, pulling her lacing free.

"I wanted color," Evelyn said. The loosened straps over her shoulders slipped down and she slid her arms free, though for now she kept her top on. Removing the straps was necessary to provide an unhindered view of her art, of course. She shifted the loose top to reveal the bottoms of colorful tattoos low on either side of her back. "The darker ones look good on you, but I can't pull them off."

Cat's gaze lowered to the ink on her back, and he worked the laces looser to get a better view. Her art was inspiring, to say the least. He pressed a kiss to her shoulder, then moved toward the exposed crook of her neck. He was ready for more.

His hands slid forward and up as he pressed forward. How much would she take in full view of the windows? How much would she take before she turned the tables?

To be honest, Evelyn wasn't too worried about the windows. It wasn't like she was going to drop trou, spread her legs, and bend over in front of them. She let him go for a minute or two before turning beneath his hands. She pressed her own against Cat's chest, nudging him backward toward the couch. She was keenly aware they hadn't kissed yet, but that would make it all the more fun when it finally happened. Her hands dropped to pull up the edge of his shirt.

Cat took the hint and backed up, sitting when his legs hit the edge of the couch. He pulled Evelyn close, then tugged at the bottom of her shirt. "Yours for mine," he said, lips curving. If it wasn't fair, it was up to her to call it.

Evelyn turned away from Cat to remove her shirt, which she dropped to the side. An arm hid half of the gifts God had given her when she turned back to him. The arm only dropped after she settled herself in his lap and pressed her lips to his. Her arm looped around his neck and if he hadn't noticed her tongue piercing yet, he couldn't miss it now.

Cat let out a low sound of appreciation as his arms slid around Evelyn's body. She hadn't given him time to take his own shirt off, but that was the least of his thoughts right now. He'd found her piercings.

The kiss was intense from the start, and it only set the scene for the rest. His hands were eager, but knowing, and his lips were greedy, but generous. He'd gladly take the lead, but would love it if she fought him for it.

Evelyn did fight for it and because of that she was left breathing harder than normal by the end. A soft laugh escaped as she stretched herself out. "Oh, I haven't had that much fun in a long time," she said. "I think I'd come over for show and tell with you any day." She doubted he would bar her entry. She lifted her hand to rest along Cat's jaw and ran the pad of her thumb over his lips, pausing at the jewelry there.

Cat chuckled and pressed a lazy kiss to Evelyn's thumb. "You ever have anything you want to show, let's hook up," he said. "I'm all for it." Women who could cut loose like that were few and far between. "Hey, I haven't seen you up at the school," he said, letting his hands slide over her skin as the whim took them. "I'd sure as hell remember if I had."

"This is my first term," Evelyn said. "I've been in Italy ever since I left school and I was looking for a change, thought this place looked interesting. The brochures didn't say there were hot modded guys hanging around, though." She might not have dallied in her decision if she'd known there would be people like Cat at the school.