"Are you even real?" London asked, a blindingly bright smile apparent on her lips. "And I am comfortable, really, I just wanted you to know before things got to out of hand"She knew that she loved him and the shallow portion of her brain wanted to be as close to him as humanly possible, especially given the position they were in at the moment, but deep down inside she was terrified of doing something before she was one hundred percent ready. 

"As much as I love you and I'm really, really attracted to you right now" London grinned and pecked her lips against his cheek and lips for emphasis "I don't know if I'm quite ready for all of that yet" she blushed, finding it incredibly hard to speak with confidence when she couldn't even keep her cheeks from lighting up like a damn Christmas light.

New Beginnings ❀ Blondon

Lost in the world of kissing London, he had difficulty focusing when she pulled him up to look at her. But when she broke eye contact and told him something very revealing about herself, he paid attention. Despite the speed that the words left her lips, Blake picked up on them. He resisted as her hands pushed his head back to the crook of her neck. “London, wait,” he said, shaking his head. “Look, I’m not going to do anything that you aren’t comfortable with. I’m not trying to rush into this. Despite how we both feel about each other, it isn’t anything that I feel a rush to do, or a need to do either. There’s still a lot of… connecting that we need to do, before that.”

He kissed her gently. “It’s up to you. We can go however far you want. I just want you to be comfortable. That’s all.”

"Yeah, yeah it does" London replied with grin so wide it might just split her cheeks in two. She looked directly into his eyes when she felt that she wasn't going to implode by doing so. Each time his lips touched hers she felt she was falling in love with him all over again, her fingers that had found their home in his soft hair raked across his scalp gently then clutch to the long lovely curls as she was moved so that her back was pressing against the sofa. She truly loved the feeling of his lips on hers, his hands in her hair and his breath gently fawning over her cheeks whenever he needed to breath. She could just kiss him forever if she didn't need air in her lungs.

Then his hand was on her hip and London stopped breathing for a second. Her heart skipped a beat before it began to throb. Blake’s kisses had been sudden and alarming at first, but so long-awaited that London felt lightheaded the moment their lips touched. But now his hands were travelling south and London was beginning to freak just slightly. Every nerve in her body was telling her that she wanted to rip his top off just to feel his bare skin against her own but an even bigger part of London was telling her she wasn't quite ready for that just yet. She stopped for second, her hand sliding down to his jawline and she brought his face up from her neck "Hi..." she grinned and looked into his eyes "I should probably tell you something before we get any...closer" she cleared her throat and then looked up at the ceiling "Im a virgin" she said the words so quickly that they all sounded like just one word "Okay that's done, you can go back to my neck now" she said and pushed his face back into the nape of her neck.

New Beginnings ❀ Blondon

He laughed along with her, his eye still closed, still breathing heavily. His thumb traveled up and swept the tears from her eyes, not wanting to see her cry. He kissed her again, a little more gently this time, before taking her hands in his. “I hope that that makes things a little clearer for you, love,” he said, smiling up at her before leaning forward to kiss her again. He pulled away for a moment, pausing to look at her. “I quite like kissing you,” he murmured, moving forward again, letting his lips meet hers.

He leaned forward, his arms wrapping around to support her back as he lay her back against the sofa. His thin torso rested gently against hers, positioned between her legs. He held himself up on one hand as his lips continued to move against hers, the other hand tangled in the hair at the nape of London’s neck. His lips trailed down her neck as his hand came to rest gently on the skin of her waist, his long fingers clutching her hip, pulling her a little closer to him.

You're kidding? Shit I knew something seemed off.

I'd like to see your new room, if it doesn't look exactly like the old one. Oh and you, I'd like to see you as well.

Please tell me I'm not the only one obsessed with TwoDots.

Love, you went to my old room. I’m in 205 now. With some guy called Matthew.

But I think you should come over and see me in my new room. Or I can come see you. Whatever you like.

I miss you too. I actually came round to see you the other day but your roommate said he didn't know where you were. He's really nice by the way, Freddie, I like him.

Please tell me I'm not the only one obsessed with TwoDots.

Blame away.

I miss you.

At least when I start doing worse in all my classes I'll know whom to blame.

Please tell me I'm not the only one obsessed with TwoDots.

It’s totally addicting, babe. You’re never going to be able to stop playing it.

Notice how I chose the word dork and not loser. How....is that even.. and you look so pleased with yourself. I'm going to download this game it can't be that addicting.

Please tell me I'm not the only one obsessed with TwoDots.

Dork is an accurate description. But yes, I’m on level 135.

You dork, I hope you've been winning at least. If you suck at the game it would hardly be worth it.

Please tell me I'm not the only one obsessed with TwoDots.

Shamefully, yes. I’ll admit it.

Yes! Hats make everything much better.

"Start wearing hats more. Yes or no?"

"Because it's way too hot" London pouted and fanned her face for some kind of relief "And I feel like I have a better grip on my powers when I'm distracted by being unbelievably hot" she nodded with a sigh. "Do you like winter too? It's so much better than summer, I don't know why summer gets all the cool songs written about it."

The creature scuttled off as the sound of London’s voice echoed across the lawn, but Freddie caught the flash of it’s fur and laughed merrily: certainly, everything except his homework seemed far more enticing at that moment. “Why are you excited for winter? I thought I was one of the few who liked it.” he asked curiously, the smile staying on his face as he looked back to her.

Ah, well is that what you've been doing? Hiding out and playing electronic games?

Please tell me I'm not the only one obsessed with TwoDots.

Yeah, it’s a game! It’s so addicting.

London laughed in an infectious childlike matter "I admire your concentration, I'd only get distracted by the birds..and the trees..and oh my god! Look at there's a bunny rabbit over there!" She said gently shaking Freddie's shoulder and pointed to his left. "See? Totally distracted" she chuckled after calming herself. "Oh not much really, little of this and a lot of sleeping and eating I'm surprisingly excited for winter though...." she paused "What about you."

"That’s the plan. Doesn’t always work out, but I get something down." he replied, smiling brightly at her. It was odd for Freddie to be so at ease, but London gave off that effect in bucketloads. "How’ve you been, London?" he asked sweetly.

"Not a problem, daddy-o" London chirped and then took a seat next to him, glancing a the paper he was scribbling on "English, ey? Seems like you would concentrate better out here with all that fresh air and everything."

London’s voice made him smile, and he quickly jotted down the spelling. “Thanks, London! And, uh, because I can never concentrate in my room. I work better out here.”

"'F·e·r·o·c·i·o·u·s'" London called from behind Freddie's head "Why are you doing school work out here?"

"How do you spell ‘ferocious’?"

I think you very well may be. I have no idea what that is, is it a game?

Please tell me I'm not the only one obsessed with TwoDots.

Nice, super-weird, all one half of the same coin really.

"Of course you’re nice. I mean, you’ve been nothing but nice to me. So I’m pretty confident in that."

I'd rather keep that be kept a secret for now. You think I'm nice? Oh thanks so much, most people just think I'm weird.

"Someone here will be able to tell you. But I’d say you wouldn’t as well. You’re too… nice."

I only said 'no', not 'piss off you knob' so no I don't think it's hateful really. Just dismissive.

Alright, finally done with my meetings for the night.

That’s a bit hateful, don’t you think, love?