"Okay then." Pause. "Huh, I expected this to feel more momentous. Interesting."
"There's a fair amount of cultural baggage associated with the first time somebody has sex. Mostly girls," shrugs Bella. "It's stupid, but I expected it to have more subtle effects on me than it appears to."
She parks the car, looks around, and says, "Nobody'll see us go if we head for Planet Rainbowsand now."
"Okay," says Brilliance. "Should we bring a blanket or something, though? I mean, sand's pretty comfy, but it gets in places."
"Oh, good point." She hops out of the car, goes inside, and locates a picnic blanket. And, after a moment's thought, a packet of tissues.
He activates the dimensional transfer, then slides out of her pocket and shifts human. Out of habit, he includes clothes.
And sits on it. And looks thoughtful.
He plops down beside her and gives her a hug, leaning his head on her shoulder.
Snuggles! These are probably part of the normal course of events, right?
"I've never kissed anybody before, either," he says lazily. And then giggles. "Well, not on the mouth. You wanna?"
He is really cute.
She kisses him experimentally. And then a little less experimentally.
Bella likes being ice cream. Bella really likes being ice cream. She wriggles a little closer.
+This is fuuuuuun,+ he says happily.
+Oh good.+ She was nervous, but this has mostly given way to relaxed lissome warmth. (The droplet on the elastic around her wrist helps, though she's not as aware of it as she is when she's attempting to walk or run.) Her hands drift around; one winds up in his hair and one around his waist.
+Mmmmmmmm I like it when you touch my haaaaaair,+ he says, closing his eyes briefly between kisses.
Her other hand meanders a couple inches down.
+Mmmm,+ says Brilliance, resting his head on her shoulder again and stroking a hand down her back. +That's nice. You're nice. I like you.+