Chapter Forty Seven

Seth and Summer lay emotionless, breathing hard on the bed with only the satin covers of Seth's bed upon them. Summer smiled, as she turned her neck to face Seth. She exhaled hard, as she only managed to muster,

"Wow." Summer said with the most satisfaction, amusement, pleasure. She raised her eyebrow seductively once Seth turned to look at her, also pleased that he had done such a fine job.

"Wow." He agreed gently, slightly lacking any sense of vocabulary. Summer smiled,

"Did you think this would ever happen?" Summer asked, gazing into Seth's big, chocolate eyes. Seth shook his head frankly.

"Not until I was 40; at least. With you; wow, now that really is a shocker." Seth said, as he touched Summer's cheek, shifting a hair that covered her face. She smiled at Seth,

"Can I," Summer started to say uneasily, "Can I spend the," Summer stopped,

"Of course you can." Seth said, as he leaned over for a long kiss from his darling, after he kindly finished her sentence. Summer smiled, as she grasped Seth's hair and started to tussle it around. While her hands where busily styling Seth's dark hair, Seth was toying with Summer's waist; as he tickled her stomach gently.

Meanwhile, Ryan and Marissa left a little café, tied with laughter. Ryan's arm was steadily wrapped around Marissa's thin stomach, as she placed her hand in his back jean pocket. They were laughing genuinely; like they had on their first date. Marissa wobbled on her feet (completely soberly, needless to say) as she laughed long, and hard. This evening, she was completely drunk on life. Ryan made sure he held her tight so she would not sizzle on the cold pavement underneath their feet.

"I don't," Marissa couldn't finish, as she laughed endearingly, "I don't think I've laughed this crazily in a long time." She said as she laughed harder, "I swear I'm going to choke- my stomach kills!"

"I'm an experiences CPR-doer." Ryan raised his eyebrow seriously, which only made Marissa laugh harder.

"How many girls have you practised CPR on?" Marissa asked tentatively.

"Well you know, none- the situation didn't call for a CPR artist. But, I do have experience." Ryan said slowly, as he gazed in Marissa, absorbing the silence. Marissa looked at him, as she slowly mouthed,

"How?" Marissa asked,

"Like this." Ryan turned Marissa around so she could face him, as he pressed his lips against hers'. He took are frail body, as he dipped her horizontally. Marissa flung her leg up, as if to fit the moment. She was like a graceful swan underneath Ryan's strong, trustworthy grip.

"God, you must have had a lot of experience then." Marissa said when he pulled away. She smiled, "I think I'm choking, baby," Marissa bit her lip, "Help me?" She squeaked in the most innocent way. Ryan beamed, as he lifted the gorgeous brunette in his arms. She placed her hands in his face, as she started to kiss him in the most profound way. The intense kiss went on for quite a while, until an older woman approached them.

"'Xcuse me, children. You're on the street, not in some sex house," Ryan carefully put Marissa down, as they eyes each other nervously; both on the brink of bursting out with laughter. But they kept their serious, frightened looks, "Please, do be so kind as to take your little 'romance' elsewhere. It's sickening." The woman nodded severely, glowing with pride seeing the frightened looks on Ryan's and Marissa's faces. The woman turned around and started to stalk off. Ryan and Marissa started to laugh; but as they noticed she stopped and wung around to glare at them, they discontinued their laughter. The woman nodded once more seeing the peace was no longer disrupted, and she continued to walk away. Ryan and Marissa tried to hold the laughter in, but it was unsuccessful. They both covered their faces as they started to laugh a deep, genuine laugh.

"Come on now. You heard the lady, let's take it elsewhere. Besides, it is sickening." Ryan said seriously, which made Marissa smile hard. Marissa grabbed his hand, as she mingled their fingers together. Ryan started to walk with a delirious smile plastered all over his face, but the happiness intertwined him all around. They walked with slow, and patient strides in the evening.

Soon enough, they walked up to the Cohen residence. Ryan took out a key, and he opened the door. Marissa looked at him proudly, as she said slowly.

"I know this isn't goodbye yet, but don't I get a goodnight kiss?" Ryan didn't fret for a second, when he heard Marissa's comment. He took ahold of her waist, as he pulled her so close, that she felt she was an actual part of him. Marissa managed to take her hands out of the sandwich, as she slowly started to wrap her hands around Ryan's neck. Her eyes were closed so sincerely; but she wished she could see Ryan's face- his immaculate, utterly close-up face. Soon, Marissa couldn't help but smile as she started to pull away, "Thank you." She breathed, her eyes gradually opening. Ryan led Marissa into the house, where they were to decide what to do.

"You wanna check on Seth? He might be bored?" Ryan offered. Marissa looked up at Ryan hopefully.

"Sure. Whatever you want." She said softly, as the two started to climb the stairs steadily, and quietly.

"It's so quiet in this house," Ryan said quietly, to fit the mood.

"I agree. I wonder what's going on?" Ryan finally reached the top of the stairs. Seth's door was so close- down the hall. It was so alone-looking, Ryan pitied poor Seth who was probably wallowing inside in a corner. Ryan touched the cold doorknob, while with the other hand he held Marissa's hand. Ryan looked at Marissa, as he pushed open the door that seemed to be tightly sealed inconveniently. When Ryan turned to look at the scene, his jaw dropped.

"Sht!" Ryan exclaimed ruefully.

"Sht!" Seth and Summer both shouted.

Ryan shut the door quite loudly, as Marissa made a sour face, "Sht." She whispered gently, not comforting Ryan at all. Ryan grasped his head with his hand, covering his eyes, as if by doing so, his embarrassment would not be too evident. Seeing Summer and Seth canoodling under the covers, needless to add, NAKED, was a horrific sight. Ryan gulped, as Marissa removed his hands from his face. She went to kiss him, "Honey, it's okay. It happens." Marissa said gently, as she whispered into his ears. The two could hear Summer and Seth scrounging for their clothes, mumbling random things- contrary of the romantic I-love-yous. Marissa, too, felt bad, but she had to console Ryan.

"It's happened before, though too." Ryan almost swore under his breath, "I've caught them 'together' before." Ryan bit his lip. Marissa only smiled.

"Ryan, it's okay. If you've done it before, then you probably haven't seen anything new." Marissa said, not too reassuringly.

"They 'did' it." Ryan said, petrified.

"What do you mean 'did' it?" Marissa asked quickly, shocked down to her socks, "You mean 'DID' it?" Marissa laughed, "And you saw it?" Marissa laughed harder.

"How is this funny to you?" Ryan asked, freaking out completely.

"Come on. Let's give them a few seconds to breathe." Marissa offered, as she led Ryan down stairs. The two collapsed on the sofas. Ryan was definitely ready to melt- but he had Marissa's encouragement to support him. Marissa raised an eyebrow at Ryan. Her soul seemed to be grinning, at Ryan's misfortune. Twice! Twice already had he walked in on Naked Summer, and Naked Seth. Twice! It didn't take a Surgeon to realise that this was completely, totally, definitely, undoubtedly, absolutely the worst thing imaginable to happen to a GUY. Marissa scooted right next to Ryan, as she glanced at him from the corner of her eye. She had to make him feel better- somehow. So, as she beamed, she moved closer to Ryan's neck. She powdered kisses all over the flesh, as she started to dab her tongue around the skin. Ryan smiled,

"Marissa," Marissa groaned, as if asking, 'What? Does this not please you?'. So Ryan shut up, because this feeling was so stimulating, and powerful. "Marissa," Marissa bit gently on the skin, willing Ryan to sit straight and shut up. So, again, Ryan sat comfortably, wincing at the tickling sensation.

"Now, sugar," Marissa whispered into his ear, as she started to kiss around the firm, folds of skin that his ear accommodated, "If you say a word," Marissa started to say hoarsely, "I will have to kill you." Marissa smiled. She loved playing someone she wasn't- a horny killer; that's a good one. Ryan smiled. He couldn't take it anymore. He turned around, and he started to pad his hands around Marissa's body; touching her stomach- ever so gently – tracing his hands on her leg – seductively- kissing her collarbone so meticulously. Marissa smiled. "Gained experience. Now this is one thing, that CPR cannot teach you." Ryan laughed a muffled laugh, as he continued to kiss Marissa's collarbone. Marissa had her hands on Ryan's neck, as she made little circles with her fingernails on his neck. They heard footsteps down the stairs; they knew it was time to pull away and engage in some newly invented conversation.

"Are you hungry Ryan?" Marissa tried to say loudly, so that Seth and Summer would know they were busy talking.

Ryan bit his lip – 'Hungry for you, baby.'- he would have said, if it weren't for the two moment-spoilers attacking the stairs, hand in hand. But then Ryan sunk in the sofa, remembering he too, was a decent moment-spoiler, so he shut his lips.

Summer and Seth smiled at the two, neglecting the awkward situation. They sat down on the couch across from Ryan and Marissa, "Do we need to talk?" Summer proposed, as she scrunched up her face in humiliation.

"Well," Ryan started to think- what would they talk about, "No." He quickly answered. He didn't need a lecture on barging in- it was an accident. It wasn't his fault that every time he wanted to give Seth some company, he ALREADY had some!

"That took a while. Are you sure?" Summer asked reluctantly, "Anything you want to clear up?" Summer pressed.

"Nope." Ryan said quickly, avoiding Summer and Seth's stare. He looked at Marissa instead, who was oddly enough, enjoying the situation. She had a wide smirk against her lips.

"Can we just forget about this, please?" Seth asked desperately. "This," Seth stopped for a second, as he looked at Ryan, "And the other time?" Ryan gulped uncomfortably.

"Yeah…" His voice trailed off, indisposed to continue speaking. The awkwardness was overwhelming.

"Forgotten." Marissa said quickly, shooting into the conversation. She broke the quiet, afraid voices, with a happy, unharmed voice. Marissa winked at Summer, and Seth. "Me and Ryan are going to go out for a bit. You up for it?" Ryan shot her a glance, 'Huh?' he thought. What did I just miss, Ryan asked himself.

"NO," Summer said a little too quickly, "I mean, no, sorry, but thank you. I think me and Seth are going to crash here, for a little while longer." Summer nodded, as she smiled. Marissa knew what she had in mind.

"Don't get too naughty." Marissa said out loud, as she beamed at the two. She got up, "Let's go, Ryan." She smiled at him. Once they were out of the house, Marissa leaned Ryan against the front door as she started to kiss him intensely. Her hands were glued to his chest faithfully. Ryan was still trying to react to Marissa's surprise kiss- a kiss so innocent, yet so demanding. Before he knew it, Marissa had already pulled away, but Ryan yearned for more. He touched her elbows, as he pulled Marissa to his chest again. Their lips were together again, busy yet tactful.