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Secluded spot in the Preserve [afternoon]

After the weirdness of the morning, Ben was glad that he and Tahiri had agreed to go for a picnic far, far away from everyone else.

Off the island entirely would have suited him just fine, really.

Ben set a blanket on the ground along with more food than should be necessary even for him, then shucked off his cloak, sat down, closed his eyes and tried to meditate.

It wasn't really going well.

[OOC: for the girl!]

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"We were a little busy," Ben said, running his fingers across the back of her hand. "I wasn't thinking of anything but you."

For given definition of "thinking".

Tahiri inhaled sharply -- he was just touching her hand, it shouldn't be that big a deal, and yet. She scooted a little closer to very gingerly lean her head against his shoulder. "There was thinking?"

"Some?" he admitted sheepishly, feeling where she was touching him with every nerve.

It was almost overwhelming.

"I don't remember any of it. I blame the tree." Tahiri swallowed. "Ben? Why is it so kriffing warm?"

"I don't know," he said, sliding his arm around her waist, "but it probably explains all of the stuff I'm picking up that I really didn't need to know about the other people on the island."

"You probably have it worse than me. But wow, being in my room is uncomfortable," Tahiri admitted. They should probably get up and go somewhere where trees weren't likely to fall on them again, but that would mean moving, and she liked where she was just fine, thanks.

"I tried the roof this morning. It didn't help," he said.

At alllllll.

Not really, noooooooo.

"I'd say we should stay out here, or something, but . . ." She gestured vaguely. "Trees."

There were still a lot more standing, after all.

"We could move to the beach," he suggested with a tiny smile, leaning in to nuzzle her neck.

"Sand every -- oh." Tahiri's attempt to object? A little derailed by what he was doing to her neck.

Trees, Ben. Trees.

"More comfortable than the rocks," he murmured, still nuzzling.

If he was going to keep doing that, she was going to wrap her arms around his waist. "Good point. Plus there's the blanket."

This was leading down the path of how they'd ended up getting hit in the head once already, wasn't it?

"See? We're very smart," he said, nipping down again.

All evidence to the contrary should be ignored, apparently.

"Wow," Tahiri blurted out, "I really like it when you do that."

Still not moving, fallen trees and the mess that had been their picnic notwithstanding. Yeah, they were really smart. Really.

"Noted," Ben said, voice a little hoarse, before he repeated the motion.

Which earned him a whimper and Tahiri trying to scoot a little closer, as if being pressed against him wasn't as close as she could get right now.

Hey, as long as nothing was exploding, Ben wasn't stopping. He moaned and tried to pull her onto his lap.

He didn't need to suggest that more than once, no, and she was happy to go along with it. It was more comfortable this way, Tahiri decided as she snuggled against him, running her fingers through his hair.

Ben sighed and nipped down on her earlobe. This wasn't how they normally were, and for the life of him, Ben couldn't figure out why. This was great.

It was amazing, actually. What had taken them so long to figure this out? Tahiri decided to return the favor from earlier and nip at his collarbone. Finding new things to do with mouths and bare skin was neat.

A can of soda exploded as he moaned.

That he noticed. "Tahiri," he murmured.

Tahiri looked up and blinked dazedly at him. "Yeah?"

"Maybe we should stop," he said. Between kisses, so it wasn't the strongest argument ever put together.

"But --" The trunk of one of the fallen trees cracked loudly as it started to split down the middle.

Ben laughed against her neck. "We're going to bring the forest down."

	
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