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Yeah?

[That's... new to him, but Carlos is fairly open minded and not the sort to immediately assume someone is bullshitting or "just hasn't experienced the right person yet" or some other excuse for what she did or didn't feel.

People know their own bodies better than someone else does.]

I know it can be a pain when you can't get relief like that, but it should pass eventually, right? I'd offer to help more than I did last time but I'm not here to make you push your boundaries past what you can handle.

[ It wasn't that she never felt it at all, more like she'd only ever felt it toward one person. And even then she pushed it down and ignored it because lol she ruined every opportunity she ever had and ever will have with Els.

And now there's stupid sexy Carlos, and he's here and willing and actually looks at her like she's beautiful and it's a lot. ]

I ... I-I guess we can start slow and see where it goes?

[ It wasn't like she was tied down right now ... ]

[As long as she was alright with it, Carlos was, too. He would like to see Els get his head out of where he'd so firmly planted it in his ass, but that's not something either of them are capable of making happen right this moment.]

I'm okay with that.

[Same as before, if she says stop, he'll stop.

He does make one tiiiny suggestion, though.]

Just in case maybe we should move to my bedroom? Couches can be fine but kinda awkward, if you know what I mean.

[ Oh. That was a good point. She nods in response and stands up from the couch. Her heart was already racing from the mere idea of any of this, and it probably showed in how flushed her cheeks already were.

Aisha had never really been the overly hormonal teenager, but whatever this place was doing to her right now certainly made her feel like one. It was kind of exciting, really. ]

L-Lead the way ...

[She's getting a new experience at least. Even if it's the only time that's still something. Hopefully he can make it something she recalls fondly.

He gets up from the couch and gently takes her hand, tugging her up so he can lead her to the bedroom. He's not a clean freak or anything but he generally doesn't have much in the way of personal positions for things to be terribly messy, either. Maybe some clothes tossed haphazardly on an armchair, but the bed is made and the sheets are clean.]

[ That's good at least. It's certainly cleaner than her own room back home right now ... though a lot of her room has been cluttered with mostly books that she's managed to acquire during her time here. ]

So ... how does this work?

[ She definitely is nervous. It's pretty obvious in how she carries herself, and the small tremor in her voice. ]

[He gets it.

Well. More he sympathizes, even if he can't really understand her exact feelings. He doesn't really remember his first time all that well anymore. He's pretty sure there was more alcohol than any young teen should be ingesting involved but that's just how it was back then. Throw caution to the wind. You might be dead by an errant explosive or bullet tomorrow.

But he'd like to think that if he'd grown up normally, hit all those usual landmarks kids are supposed to, he'd have been in a similar boat.

He smiles lightly and sits down, guiding her to sit next to him on the side closest to the headboard. He moved his hand to her upper arm, giving what he hopes is a calming rub.]

Relax a little first. Take some deep breaths.

[ She nods, closing her eyes and leaning a little into him, trying to take some breaths to calm her nerves. She'd let him take the lead. He knew what he was doing, and she had no idea outside of some textbooks she'd read a long time ago. It was best to just let things happen ... ]

[Textbooks can only teach you so much on certain subjects, and Carlos is relatively certain sex is one of them.

She trusts him to guide this, no alcohol and blind fumbling needed.

Once she no longer looks like she's panic breathing he leans in and tests with a gentle, encouraging kiss, waiting to see how she'll respond before going further.]

[ Well, to be fair, they didn't have any booze that she knew of. Unless he was holding back on that front. Rude. But it's okay, she (kind of) knows what her body wants, and it most certainly is wanting him right now. The feel of his lips on hers only solidifies that want, and she leans into the kiss, timidly at first, but more confidently after a few moments.

It was nice .... Really, really nice. It was nice to be seen as someone beautiful, and worthy of this sort of attention. ]

[If he did have any it was some piss water beer he bought on the cheap when he didn't have as much chroma to spend. He was more the drink-at-the-bar or in social situations sort anyway. And that's fine; in this situation he wouldn't want to be compromised and accidentally cause the experience to go bad for her.

It could happen regardless if she really wasn't into it at all even with the problems of moonblessings but he would still try his best to make her comfortable. Her reciprocating the kiss with notable eagerness this time was a good green light to start doing more, and he tested the waters by letting a hand wander to her chest with a light grope.]

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