Chapter 22
Stressed?
Kit sighed and rubbed his eyes, closing The Hobbit for the last time and placing it on the bedside dresser. He glanced at the LCD clock next to his hand: 6:28 in the evening. Nita still wasn't back. Kit sighed again, then sneezed. He groaned.
"Aw, great..."
He sneezed again. His eyes began to water, and he sniffed and headed for the bathroom.
Part of a bottle of Clarinex later, he emerged, eyes reddened, wiping his nose with a Kleenex. He tossed the tissue into the trash, then made a quick mental transmission.
Neets?
Silence, then
Nhhhhnnn?
Incredibly awake.
Never mind.
Kit?
Yeah.
Oh. What's up? You got me up...
Sorry.
'S okay. I needed that. What's up?
I was just wondering where you went...
I'm at home.
Ok...
Kit broke off the transmission, then quickly dropped a transport circle on the ground. As an afterthought, he quickly darted outside, hung a Do Not Disturb sign on the outside of the door, then hurried over and stepped on the circle. He vanished without so much as a breeze to ruffle the curtains.
Nita looked up from her book as Kit popped in, smiling ruefully as she attempted to inconspicuously close the thick volume and shove it beneath her bed. It failed utterly as Kit caught sight of the title.
"Ten Ways to Becoming a Better Kisser?"
Kit looked at Nita, who went deep red and avoided his gaze.
She stammered something incomprehensible, then her face went even darker red as Kit nudged her gently.
"So. Give me an example of how you're a better kisser now."
Nita shoved him. "Kiiiiiiit!!!"
He smiled. "Well?"
She groaned, then sat down before him. She took his hands in hers, and Emotions flowed like word between them. No words of any sorts were passed between them.
Gray eyes met brown ones, and both pairs watched as the other darkened slightly. Neither Nita nor Kit took their eyes off of one another as they leaned forward slightly, until their lips met. Nita's eyes closed, as did Kits', and they quickly increased the passion of the kiss, finding the initial one was unsatisfactory for what they were feeling.
Nita deepened the kiss even further, wrapping her arms around Kit as she did so. He sighed gently into it, lost his balance, and fell over onto his back. Nita broke the kiss, smiled down at him, then ducked down and resumed her expression of love.
Fifteen minutes later, they broke apart, eyes shimmering with love and with emotion as they gazed at each other in one long, soppy moment, before Dairine's approaching footsteps warned them of something.
"Oh, crud..."
A transit circle was quickly dropped, and they were gone.
Dairine cracked open the door, spied and grabbed a tissue, then ducked back out, her eyes watering, her sneeze echoing throughout the hall.
Kit sighed and rubbed his eyes, closing The Hobbit for the last time and placing it on the bedside dresser. He glanced at the LCD clock next to his hand: 6:28 in the evening. Nita still wasn't back. Kit sighed again, then sneezed. He groaned.
"Aw, great..."
He sneezed again. His eyes began to water, and he sniffed and headed for the bathroom.
Part of a bottle of Clarinex later, he emerged, eyes reddened, wiping his nose with a Kleenex. He tossed the tissue into the trash, then made a quick mental transmission.
Neets?
Silence, then
Nhhhhnnn?
Incredibly awake.
Never mind.
Kit?
Yeah.
Oh. What's up? You got me up...
Sorry.
'S okay. I needed that. What's up?
I was just wondering where you went...
I'm at home.
Ok...
Kit broke off the transmission, then quickly dropped a transport circle on the ground. As an afterthought, he quickly darted outside, hung a Do Not Disturb sign on the outside of the door, then hurried over and stepped on the circle. He vanished without so much as a breeze to ruffle the curtains.
Nita looked up from her book as Kit popped in, smiling ruefully as she attempted to inconspicuously close the thick volume and shove it beneath her bed. It failed utterly as Kit caught sight of the title.
"Ten Ways to Becoming a Better Kisser?"
Kit looked at Nita, who went deep red and avoided his gaze.
She stammered something incomprehensible, then her face went even darker red as Kit nudged her gently.
"So. Give me an example of how you're a better kisser now."
Nita shoved him. "Kiiiiiiit!!!"
He smiled. "Well?"
She groaned, then sat down before him. She took his hands in hers, and Emotions flowed like word between them. No words of any sorts were passed between them.
Gray eyes met brown ones, and both pairs watched as the other darkened slightly. Neither Nita nor Kit took their eyes off of one another as they leaned forward slightly, until their lips met. Nita's eyes closed, as did Kits', and they quickly increased the passion of the kiss, finding the initial one was unsatisfactory for what they were feeling.
Nita deepened the kiss even further, wrapping her arms around Kit as she did so. He sighed gently into it, lost his balance, and fell over onto his back. Nita broke the kiss, smiled down at him, then ducked down and resumed her expression of love.
Fifteen minutes later, they broke apart, eyes shimmering with love and with emotion as they gazed at each other in one long, soppy moment, before Dairine's approaching footsteps warned them of something.
"Oh, crud..."
A transit circle was quickly dropped, and they were gone.
Dairine cracked open the door, spied and grabbed a tissue, then ducked back out, her eyes watering, her sneeze echoing throughout the hall.