This is it {closed}

[Gia Elliot]

Gia didn't want to force Craven into a relationship he had no interest in. It wasn't fair to him, and it wouldn't be fair for her either. One sided relationships were annoying and heartbreaking, so she longed for him to look at her with some emotion in his eyes. She wanted to know that he wanted her to get back with him and it wasn't just words to make up for everything. She searched his eyes as she spoke sinking slightly at the vacant expression, but the reaction to the kiss on his neck did give her hope. Her free arm wrapped around his neck as he tilted his head, and she finally let a smile hit her face as she kissed him.

She still wasn't sure how they had gone from her mixed singles to her not reacting to anything to him cheating. It wasn't a terribly normal conversation to have, but she was glad the fight was over, and more than anything she just wanted to cuddle with him now. Screw biology and grades, and screw the teacher's pop quiz. This was far more important right now. Sure, Gia would probably regret those thoughts later, but slowly she let her connection to him grow back. Not to say anything, or to read anything, simply to have the familiar feeling and presence there in her mind.

She squeaked as she was pulled toward him, a bit surprised at the action, but her not unoccupied hand that had been holding his joined its partner around his neck as she nuzzled against him. Why did teen relationships have to be so emotionally stressful? And why couldn't he just accept that she was perfectly ready to sleep with him before, but was nervous. Because of the thoughts he had put into her head. Now she had no idea how to get ready for it again. She had no idea how she'd measure up to the not-girl who had recently taken her boyfriend's virginity when she herself was so inexperienced.

Her thoughts were so wrapped around her new found performance anxiety about pleasing Craven that she was not at all aware that she'd been nosed away from his neck, and she didn't see the kiss coming at all. The surprise was fairly evident in the amount of time it too her to close her eyes, which had widened, and relax against him. Her's. Her way, her terms. She didn't have terms other than that he not cheat again. The relationship was about them being together, and hopefully Craven had realized that his actions did affect her, and that she had enough grit to be pissed at him. Eventually, she cleared her mind and kissed him back, pulling her legs up next to her on the bed, connected to him mind and mouth.

[Craven Grimley]

Craven had barely noticed that his girlfriend was in turmoil. He was far too preoccupied with kissing her and pouring every ounce of love and desire into the kiss that he was sure she would soon forget that he had even mentioned sleeping with someone else. To Craven, it was good that it had happened because now he knew what to do and more or less how to... well... you know... use it.

He knew where to kiss now and where to touch though he would get a surprise when he realized that Gia was not Romeo and maybe what Rome considered to be pleasurable, would not be found such by Gia. Craven was happy in his world of knowledge now and believed that he could make Gia feel good if it every came to that.

He also considered the thought that right now, Gia seemed like she wanted this kiss to be deepened and go further but then the thought hit him of when they’d been on her bed earlier. He’d thought the same thing and she’d backed out of it. He felt the soft brush of her mind against his and smiled against her lips half breaking the passion in their kiss.

”Maybe we should stop now.”
Or else he wouldn’t be able to, he knew. Craven pulled back after he said what he said and pulled his arms reluctantly away from her, lowering his eyes from hers. Corpses. Again his mind was filled with road kill. Dead dogs. Dead cats. The Calico dropped in his chicken noodle soup that day in the cafeteria. It was like a cold shower. It worked wonders.

[Gia Elliot]

Eventually her mind had settled, and everything had once again returned to its normal state, before arguing, before the confession. Just Craven and her and them as a couple. She wanted to curl up with him and stay there for the rest of her life, honestly. And she'd have said it outloud if it weren't totally weird and if she didn't fear it would chase him away. After all, he was afraid she was his puppet. And maybe she sort of was, but it was because she loved him and she wanted him to be happy too. She would always have a seed of doubt that he was working harder to keep himself interested in their relationship than she had to. That he was just trying to make her content that he was making an effort.

When he pulled away from the kiss, her eyes stayed closed, hoping it was more for a breath, and that it would resume, but when it didn't and he suggested they stop, her eyes opened and she nodded slowly. Maybe that was a good idea. She'd already been scolded for mixed signals earlier. She didn't need to go through another fight so soon after she'd quelled this one. They were like those giant messes after parties. Everyone is in a mood, and she just wanted everything to simmer down and be all neat and clean again. She liked things to stay the way they were.

The mental connection filled with grotesque things and Gia scowled and wrinkled her nose a bit in disgust at the images, but she swallowed slowly and tried to clear her head. She knew why he was thinking about it, and right now, it was a perfectly logical thing to be thinking about. She just wished she could cut the connection sending all of that over to her as well, without feeling like she was losing him as well. She really needed to pay more attention in the power training to hone that precision down. She got up and picked up the textbook she had slammed down in such anger again, cradling it to her chest as she returned to the bed and sat next to him. "Then we can go back to studying? That's something else to do."

[Craven Grimley]

Craven watched her face wrinkle up knowing she’d seen his thoughts and he gave a soft laughter leaning in to give her one more fleeting kiss on the lips before making a genuine attempt at looking apologetic for her.
”Sorry, baby. I’ll try and find something else sooner or later.”
He said with a playful tone to his voice.

Once she was on her feet he slowly got to his feet almost expecting that they were about to go somewhere. Who was the puppet now? Craven sat down just as quickly when he noticed that she was simply walking over to retrieve the book and slowly settled himself across the bed once again smiling at her.

”G? There’s something else I have to confess to you. My roommates? They kinda think I’m gay so we have to try and keep it that way. See Max just took one look at me and kinda blurted it out which was really better then what she could have said and I haven’t really corrected her since. It’s kinda amusing.”
Craven smirked watching her expression.

”Just in case they happen to walk in I want you to be prepared for some serious confusion.”
He moved his hand to tuck her hair behind her ear tilting his head at her. Craven didn’t think any of that would upset her at all. He didn’t see how she could be upset by that. It was simply a light hearted bit of banter. Nothing too serious.

[Gia Elliot]

Gia was glad when Craven's hormones settled down and he relaxed. The corpses stopped and he apologized, causing her to nuzzle softly against him as she flipped back to where they had been in the biology book. Surely this would get his mind off all of that sort of stuff. She hadn't said anything when he rose, assuming it was that whole, a gentleman shouldn't sit while a lady stands stuff that surely had been beaten into his head as a kid. At least, his dad seemed the type to shove that sort of thing down his sons' throats. That was one thing she wouldn't have wanted from that life. The pushy father rather than her mom who cared more about Gia than herself.

She sighed quietly, thinking about her mom, and missing home. They'd be there soon enough for the holidays. She laid down on the bed next to him and put the book where they both could see it before looking over as he spoke again. His roommates thought he was gay. Gia blinked a few times, hoping this was some sort of joke. He'd already slept with a guy (after all, what else could a not-girl be) and he didn't tell his roommates that he was straight. That he had a girlfriend. What exactly was that meant to mean. He had to think about dead things around her to, she assumed, calm himself down. And why would they just assume he was gay anyway. He didn't look gay to her.

She frowned slightly at the thought and glanced back at the biology book as he added that it was simply a warning of the inevitable questions that would come. She was a study partner and nothing more in here. One more place to keep the secret, and several more people from whom to keep it. Not his dad, nor her mom. Not Tanner, nowhere near the mansion, and now not his room or roommates. She would certainly have a lot of practice by the time some spy agency decided to give her all their secrets (of course that would never happen. But if it ever did, she'd be prepared).

"Study partner, then. Or tutor. Or just friend. Or whatever." Not maid. Not servant. She'd rather it be partner or friend than either of the others. Tutors were hired, and 'whatever' could be anything. Hell sex slave fell under 'whatever,' though that thought never crossed Gia's mind when she had said it. Instead, she let her eyes fall to the text on the page, and bit her lip in an attempt to focus on science rather than her boyfriend.