Who Tries to Hide Feelings?

[Mousiemus Prime]

Stepping out, finsihed finally, Lorna gave a slight jump and a little glare to Devon. Snatching the towel she wrapped it about herself, and kissed him briefly before heading for her wardrobe. " Feel free to take a shower, my love." She said with a smile, as she pulled open her dresser drawers and grab what was required." Because if you stay like that for two long there will have been no reason for that shower." Lorna says rather calmly as she slowly begins to dress herself.

Her words where truths for she wasn't all that sure that watching him walk about stark naked was going to result in her acting as if he was fully dressed. She was almost certain that if she continually looked at him in this swift moments she would end up making her bed more of a mess and needing another shower. That and a required day off the fallowing day. However, if that did happen, Lorna was quite sure that both Devon and herself would be thoroughly happy with the outcome.

[Tiff'blz]

Devon grinned goofily as she took the towel. The perfect reaction. What was more so that he thought was hilarious: She couldnt look at him. He grinned and continued to lean against the door frame. " A shower.. Hmm.. Well.. I could." He said crossing his arms and ankles. "But watching you avert your eyes so you dont ruin the the shower you just took is really amusing." He said with a low and serious tone.

He shook his head and turned the shower back on, extremely hot. He looked at her shampoo and almost grimaced. He would smell like a girl, but oh well. He shrugged and took a shower.

[Mousiemus Prime]

" Hmph." She shook her head as he climbed into the shower and went to work on making her disaster of a bed. Laughing softly she began to reorginize the pillows, sheets, blankets,and whatever else needed throwing away, moving, or removing. Dusting her hands off she smirked at the newly made bed, nodding her head approvingly. I hope it stays like that for at least an hour, maybe two. Her thoughts were kept to herself and drifted from one subject to another.

" Hurry up, my dear. Our public awakes." Joked Lorna as she passed by the shower and continued on her way to pick up her scattered and useless clothes. " Great, ripped another pair." She sighed, looking her panties over that now only had one strap. Sighing she tossed them in the trash and shook her head. " Must have been too excited to care." Laughed the woman as she continued her moving about of the room.

While picking up his clothes, and placing them at the foot of the bed, she looked the journal over and gave a soft smile. I, Devon Heise, am in love. With Lorna Russu! The words echoed in her mind as she sat herself on the foot of the bed and ran a hand down the cover. Hmph, Somewhat childish of him to have written it down and tried to keep it from. Silly man. He calls me a tease. She chuckled inwardly and waited for Devon to finish his shower.

[Tiff'blz]

Devon stepped out of the hot shower with a sigh. He always felt better after a shower. He looked around the door. He saw her sitting there, on the bed all freshly made. He flashed her a grin and strode over to his clothes. On the way, he passed by the trash can. He looked down without thinking and saw the underwear thrown in. He chuckled. "Oops. Guess I owe you." He said with a bigger grin. He walked over and picked up his own clothes. His silk boxers had suffered some damage as well. He looked up at Lorna through the rip in the seam between the elastic band and the fabric. "On the other hand.." He muttered, but without any conviction. He let it join hers in the garbage can. "Guess I'll go without for now." He got dressed and ran a hand through his damp hair. "So, my lady..You said our public was awaiting us? Must not keep them waiting." He bowed with a hand out. "Ladies first."

[Mousiemus Prime]

" Alls fair in love...and...well war has nothing to do with it." Laughed Lorna at the sight of his ripped boxers. She smirked at the thought of what had just happened and stood, shaking her head. " As long as you're beside me I don't care if I go last sweet heart." She said with a laugh. Leading the way to the door she unlocked it and pushed the door open. The idea of what would happen upon them reaching the lobby made her crack up laughing.

" This is going to be fairly interesting. I wonder what they will all say." Muttered the young woman as she made her way around the things in the back room, heading towards the lobby. The laughter had died and she kept a little grin settled on her face. Oh how curious she was to see their reaction. She was certain they had heard her. Dead certain that at least the people next door had heard her as well.

[Tiff'blz]

Devon grinned wickedly. He caught her right before she hit the door that lead to the main building and pushed her up against the wall. " Well..You dont have to go in there if you dont want to?" He asked, kissing her feircely. "I think that bed looks even more enticing with every step you take.. How about an encore?" He whispered. He figured she wouldnt and pulled back. He stood looking at her up and down. "Pity..Whatever shall I do to occupy my time?" He asked rhetorically. He grinned and opened up the door.

" How about beside you?" He asked, intending to walk out at the same time she did. That way they could get the full blow of the crowd together. He grasped her hand and they walked out, and Devon almost winced. But the silence was thick as they walked out. The entire crowd staring slack jawed at the couple. Men and women alike. Devon hung back, staring right back at them. He was about to ask what, when the whole crowd burst out asking questions that Devon had no right to answer, such as "Was it really you and her?" Or..God forbid... "Me NEXT!" Devon found himself blushing at that one, until he saw similar offers being made to Lorna. "No, no you next!" He said with a hint of anger. He huffed. They acted as if they had never heard two people make love..well..possibly they havent heard it like when Devon tried his best.. He chuckled and gave Lorna an amused look. And when she tried her best.. Whew... He ran a hand through his hair. That was an interesting mix.

[Mousiemus Prime]

" Wow." She muttered. However the noise that was rising from the crowd was just about annoying and started to cause Lorna a headache. That was never a pleseant thing, even if her day recently went from decent to heavenly. She cleared her throat once, nobody stopped tlaking. Louder she cleared her throat and still nothing. So she opted for asking for people to quiet down rather loudly. Nobdoy seemed to take heed. That simple angered the woman. She reached into the drawer of the desk before her and pulled out a deck of cards. With ease she would charge one and allow it to hove for a second in order to charge all 52 cards.

" SHUT UP!" She screamed and sent the cards flying at the faces of the people. Each one would stop an inch from the face of whoever it was before. Then, and only then, did people shut their mouths and stop talking. Clearing her throat she moved her hands about so that the cards would obey her commands and return to their cardboard box. " Now that I have your undivided attention. The only girl to go a round with Devon is going to be me. Any of you touch my lovely Devon, I will have no other choice but remove whatever touched him. Do we understand?" She said rather calmly, wrapping her arms around Devon's waist.

A woman went to disagree and Lorna pointed a finger at her dangerously. " What? Are you going to say he isn't mine? So does that mean my boyfriend can sleep with whoever he wants?" The woman went to talk back and was cut off again. " No! And even if he wasn't my boyfriend, I sincerely doubt he would sleep with you." She smiled, almost wickedly as the woman puffed up her chest and stormed away. " Anyone else going to dare and say I have no right to keep such a prize all to myself?" Silenece was her answer. " That's what I thought." Lorna smiled proudly up at Devon and hugged him tight.

[Tiff'blz]

Devon really didnt know what to say as Lorna quieted everyone down so.. harshly. He was glad for it though. He smiled weakly as she took his arm and called him her lovely Devon. He chuckled and ran a hand through his damp hair. It had already started to dry. He wrapped an arm around Lorna's waist and laid a kiss to the top of her head. "Yes, Lorna is right. She is the only one for me, and I cannot say that any of you interest me as much as she does. And since she has gotten her point across.. I must do so as well."

He put one hand to his lips and bit the tip of his index finger. He used the blood to draw a neat little chain with many many wicked extensions and as soon as he was done, forced each one to cut through each one of the cards that Lorna had zip by everyone's head. As they landed with a thud into the walls. He made them twist and turn as he talked. " Anyone, and I mean anyone that touches Lorna, has to come through me first." The other girl that Lorna had thoroughly reprimanded turned back around. Without looking Devon took care of that. "Trust me girl, the attention you would get would not be the kind you seek." Every man and woman in the bar looked at Devon with a new light, but not, he thought, with the right kind of understanding. " I am Lorna's. Lorna is mine." He made thin sharp blades extend from ever link in all of the extensions of his chain. They snapped to place inches beside people's heads. " Do we have an understanding?" He asked, right as Lorna wrapped her arms tightly around his waist. He would later have to tell her that he was hardly a prize, but with her it felt like Christmas time all over again. "Lorna, dear, I think we have made our point." He retracted the chains. He turned and a calm silence fell over the room.

" Still sounded like a hell of a lot of fun." He heard from somewhere in the back of the bar part of the inn. Devon paused, and you could almost hear a man gulping loudly. Devon chuckled. "Yeah, that it was." As he made his way to the stairs. He leaned into Lorna. "I'm missing a certain article of clothing I would like to replace before I begin to chafe." He chuckled. "You want to stay down here? Or come up with me to replace them?

[Mousiemus Prime]

" And here I thought you were a grown man that could dress himself. Then again, I it does seem to me that you need help undressing." Lorna said sarcastically as she fallowed him to the stairs. " To help, or not to help. Dear me, that is a hard question to answer. It's kind of like asking more fun or less? Do I want to have wasted that shower on nothing, or do I want to have taken that shower for a reason?" Lorna chuckled and leaned herself on the banister in thought.

" Oh what to decide, what to decide." Sighed Lorna, truly deep in thought. Part of her wanted to go with him, the other part wanted a good shot of tequila. Well, why couldn't she do both? " I'll go, but my tequilla is coming with me!" Lorna said rather simply, hopping down the one step she had climbed and strolling overt to the bar. With care, Lorna plucked a half-empty (or is it half-full?) of tequilla and strolled pst Devon and half way up the stairs with the bottle in hand.

" Well, Let's go. Before the goods are damaged." She said laughign softly as she plucked the stopper of the bottle of and took a swig of the liquor. " Oh!" She exlaimed, licking her lips afterwards and smiling. " Got to love the tequilla." Laughed the young woman as she continued her trip up the stairs. If Devon didn't hurry she would finish the bottle off and be upstairs long before he even made it.

[Tiff'blz]

Devon frowned slightly as she had to think about helping him. He tapped his foot. He felt really uncomfortable going commando, so he hoped she would make her decision soon. When she did, his jaw dropped. He was almost upstaged by tequila?? He shook his head. He should have known, the little alcoholic! He grinned when she grabbed the bottle. She took off up the stairs at a surprising speed, and Devon had to go up just a little bit slower so he didnt, in her words, "Damage the goods". Just thinking about that made Devon have to laugh. God she was crazy. He shook his head again. She was confusing...

He made it to the top of the stairs and thought about it for a second. A drink for him would have been nice too...but he would get that later. He had an urge to get some whiskey.. He stepped up to Lorna to kiss her as a ..chastisement for leaving him..yeah..thats what it was. He grabbed her around the waist. "Well, if it takes a bottle of tequila to get you to help me, then I guess I will have to take you both!" He exclaimed, dipping down to grab underneath Lorna's legs. He grasped right behind her kneecaps and lifted her up with ease. "To my room my lady?"

[Mousiemus Prime]

" Do I have to answer?" She asked, as he literally sweeped her off her feet. Throwing one arm around his neck she kissed him again. " The tequilla wasn't needed. But, I usually have a drink after such a wonderful time." She added with a smirk on her face. " So, my taking a half bottle has to say something, doesn't it?" She added before taking another swig from the bottle. It truly meant something when Lorna drank a half a bottle of tequilla. Truly meant something. Devon should feel proud of himself by the fact she carried the bottle by the neck and was working on her third sip.

" You're room sounds like an excellent plan!" She says with a laugh, unable to keep a straight face at this point in time. Well, not because she was drunk. Just because this day was merely getting better and better. Kissing him again, this time she didn't pull away, the bottle by now was gently resting on his back as both her arms wrapped around his neck.

[Tiff'blz]

Devon's smile lit up the hallway."Well then.. Im good.." He said sagely then began to laugh. He tried to walk forward, but had to stop when she kissed him. Again, he took a few steps while she took a third drink of the tequila, and wathced her with an amused look. " I thought you would like the idea.." He whispered as she kissed him again. This time though, it was no quick kiss. He moved to the closest side of the hallway and pressed her against it so he could focus mainly on the kiss. His tongue teased her lower lip, asking for a deeper kiss.

Why could he not think about anything else but being with her? I think the question had been answered, but Devon still couldnt figure out why even being in love with her, he couldnt think of anything but her. The touch of her, the taste of her, just her presence made his body tingle with joy.. And some other things. He had never been so obsessed with being with someone, and here he was, unable to tear himself away.. He could taste the tequila on her breath and smiled despite himself. He pulled away and stood staring at her for a minute. "Okay, if we are going to make it there any time soon, you need to stop distracting me!" He said with a breathless laugh. He walked to his room and opened up the door slowly. He walked in and kicked the door shut behind him. His bed was in the middle of the room, against the northern wall, so that is where he took Lorna. He laid her down gently and grinned. "You stay here, I need to get out of these pants..They were not made for not having something underneath."

[Mousiemus Prime]

" Awww." Pouted Lorna as he scolded her for distracting her. Crossing her arms over her chest, the mout of the bottle sitting on her lower lip she allowed him to carry her to the room and then to the bed. Once there she nodded and wiggled her fingers as if saying " Bye! Hurry back" But she never spoke. Laughing she sat up and stretched her handso ut over her head, almost pouring her beverage all over the place.

" Whoops." She laughed softly before taking another swig of the bottle. " Oh god must love me." She muttered as she watched Devon. " Yup. He's gotta!" She said rather enthusiasticly. By her fifth swig from the clear bottle it was only a quarter of the way filled. She had drank half of that half in five swigs. Eh, if she kept it up she would be a drunken fool in more than one way.

" Want some?" Came the question as Lorna held the bottle out to Devon with a smile. " Tastes wonderful." She added, nodding her head with a smile on her face. Yup, it was taking hold. In no time she would either be 'molesting' Devon, laughing uncontrollably or passed out. Who knew. Well, Lorna was hopingfor the first in the list of results from her love of tequilla. Molesting Devon in anyway she could was definately more fun than laughing for no reason or passing out. That her many thoughts agreed on.

[Tiff'blz]

Devon changed his clothes, rather slowly due to the fact that Lorna was watching him. He loved to be a tease. He heard her say "whoops", and turned around to see what it was about. Her and that drink. He chuckled.

"Careful with that, eh? I dont need tequila flavored sheets." He pulled up the jeans he had put on, and almost simultaniously pulled off his shirt in a quick motion. He moved over to his closet, but turned and headed toward the bed. He climbed over Lorna and just stared at her. "Do I want some..Sure." He reached forward with one hand and lightly grasped the bottle. He took a quick drink, as tequila was not his drink of choice, and swallowed it quickly. He couldnt help the scrunching look on his face as the taste hit the back of his throat.

"Ugh, I think that a matter of opinion. Tequila is an aquired taste, and I havent aquired it yet it seems.." He shook his head. He looked down at her once more. She was getting wasted quickly. She could hold her liquor, but that much that fast was getting to her. He leaned down and kissed her lips, letting his hair drift over her face as he did so. He did a sort of push up move as he lowered his arms and held himself up only a fraction of an inch above Lorna. "What do you think you are doing exactly? How are you helping me get dressed just laying here?" He asked mockingly with a grin. His face so close to hers that he could smell the tequila on her breath.

[Mousiemus Prime]

"Mmm, Tequilla flavored sheets sounds somewhat yummy." Laughed the half gone Lorna. She smiled and kissed him back, loving every moment of it. However, her mind was kind of twisted. At the question, she rested her elbow over his shoulder, bottle leaning on his back. She looked up and too the left, deep in thought, for what seemed like forever. Her mouth held slight ajar as she stared into an abyss that had obviously caught her fancy.

" I've got it!" She declared, snapping her fingers. Nodding her head triumphantly. " Will it help if I take my shirt off?" She asked as if it was the best answer the world had every seen. She beamed with some kind of pride, probably drunken, for she was going for another long swig off the bottle. " That way," Begun the woman using all but her pointer finger to hold the bottle, allowing said excluded finger to point at Devon. " You have something to look at." Nodding again, she attempted to poke his nose and ended up poking his cheek. " Eh...sorry." Grumbled the young woman kissing the spot she head poked.

So much of a good thing tended to be bad when it was such things as tequilla and Lorna involved. "Yes! I shall strip as well!!" She declared almost urgently. It was as if she totally forgotten what had happened, god knows she hadn't but right now it wasn't really SCREAMING about it. Her mind wad diluted thanks to the bottle grasped in her hand. In a final swig she finished the bottle, yet Lorna didn't seem to notice as her other hand was attempting to take her shirt off.

Stopping, to drink from the bottle, Lorna looked in such a manor that almost made one want to laugh. It was as if she had never seen an empty bottle before. Eyes narrowed, eyebrow raised in questioning. Holding the bottle upside down, she shook it vigerously and sighed. " No more. OH WELL!" She tossed the now empty bottle away, not hearing it shattered when it landed on the floor, but merely roll. " Help me with this." Lorna grumbled, still attempting to remove her shirt. It seemed that her mind was bent on removing clothing. Whose it was didn't seem to matter at all.