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Destiny_Brent

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Adam & Eve
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No not the story of the first human pair (Though now that I think of it that would be interesting :) ), in mine, Adam and Eve are two young children, say around 7 when they were shipwrecked and left to fend alond for themselves. They were on seperate parts of the island but somehow both survived, with the help of some furry friends. (Plausability is not neccesary :) Think Tarzan.) Anyways, at age 16 they met and despite the communication gap of them knowing very few words they united getting along living together and sharing food and shelter and such. But no sex, sorry guys. They didn't know what that was... up until 18... we'll start with it being a typical morning, Adam is to go hunting, and Eve is off to find some leaves to fix their home. And we begin...

I will be Eve, but I need and Adam :)

Yup! You guessed it! I'm thinking Blue Lagoon type scenario.
 
OOC

Hey, Destiny, I just wanted to say that I think this is a marvelous idea (especially the Tarzan part :)). Hope it works out for ya!
 
Adam

I'd like to join you in your island paradise. As Adam of course as per my pm.

Ladies first.
 
Eve awoke with the sun, her soft blue eyes fluttering open as she rolled over on the feather pillow/matress. She pushed herself up stretching her arms, her bare body sillouhetted by the rising sun. She always slept in the nude, the air was almost always warm on the isle, even at night it was a healthy 70 degrees. She pushed herself up and noticed Adam in his hammock just rising as well.

On she pulled her skirt style loincloth which barely covered her, no top. But then why did she need to? She absently ran her finger over a small jewelry box, all she had left of her past she barely remembered, a soft feeling overtook her as she traced the intricate designs on the ornate lid.

Then out she went, she smiled quickly at Adam,

"Repair Roof."

She said simply as she gestured towards a small hole that was begining to grow, it was approaching the rainy season and she didn't want to risk it coming before they were prepared. She gestured to his spear,

"Get fish" She gestured to him, then to herself, "Breakfast." Indicating to him that she would prepare it.
 
Adam awoke, his dream interupted by Eve's voice, she was in one of those moods again, seemed like about the same time of the moons fullness, she was that way, very demanding , but Adam shrugged, she was fixing the roof and he did enjoy catching fish so he jumped up and headed for the lagoon.

On the way he pondered his dream. It was happening more often than ever, almost once for every three sunrises lately. In his dream, he was usually doing something very exciting and heroic, like saving Eve from a wild tusked animal, killing the beast in just the nick of time. He would wake sweating and feel a stiring in his loins, particullarly in the place he called his little spear.
Sometimes there would be a little clear sticky water comming from the tip and his little spear would be hard and pulsing, sometimes his spear would be limp and lifeless and his loins would be covered with a musky smelling white hot liquid. Either way it caused little alarm for Adam. He was aware of his body's many functions and in a way this one was very pleasant. He always felt reenergized afterwards and usually in a pleasant mood.

He pursed his lips together and made a sharp melodic sound, changing in pitch and intensity as he blew through them. He always did this when he was content with life.

Eve watched him go, smilling to herself He was sure cheerfull most of the time maybe she shouldn't be so bossy but it got things done around here, she knew that was important too.

And sure enough Adam returned with two nice fish and she had finished fixing the roof, so after
Adam cleaned and she cooked the fish, they sat down and silently ate. Occasionally they glanced at each other sharing a knowing look that though they didn't understand why, they had a special pact between them. They knew they needed this pact to survive and they also felt good about being together. Adam pulled a word from his distant other life, the one he only had a vague rememberance of. "Friends" he said simply and smilled. Eve smilled back and echoed " Friends".
 
She saw him stir and watched as he hurried off to do what was expected. She scratched her temple in thought, he seemed a little irritated, but she didn't know any way else to have said it. She recalled a word suddenly and yelled after him,

"PLEASE!"

She stopped and watched, he didn't stop or turn. Probobally hadn't heard, or understood. She sighed and turned walking towards the woods. She noticed a wet spot on his hammock and cocked a brow a bit, had he peed himself? She shrugged it off and headed to grab leaves up to repair the roof. Soon it was all done and he returned. She immediately took the fish smiling,

"Tank."

Somehow that sounded wrong but she ignored it and went to cutting, cleaning, and cooking the creatures. Soon she had it laying before him, the smell made her stomach growl and she eagerly took a bite, watching him eat, then glancing at her food, and up at him. For some reason whenever she looked at him her heart would jump, she couldn't understand why. She felt a little nervous, but he would never harm her... She smiled a bit as he spoke the word, she recalled it and smiled,

"Friends. Yes."

Soon the meal was finished, not another word spoken. She stood up and took his plate to clean it. Her exposed breasts dangled before him, she thought nothing of it, but the stirring in his loins started again. She didn't notice anything as she grinned at him and then turned and headed to their carved out stump. She poured some water in it then dumped in the homemade dishes. Using a leaf she scrubbed away best she could at them.
 
As Eve leaned toward him, Adam felt the familiar stirring in his loins. He didn't quite understand the conection but Eve's breasts seemed to attract his attention. He had the almost uncontrolable urge to reach out and let his hands cup their rounded edges. They looked so soft, yet they seemed firm, jutting out proudly from her body.

He'd watched them develop and it seemed not so long ago her breasts were just little points forming on her chest. There were other changes too the soft mound that rose between her thighs up towards her navel grew a downy fuzz her hips widened also and she had started to cover this area up. Perhaps to protect it from the weather Adam thought.,but then her eyes grew stern when he watched her bathe, especially when she was washing herself between her legs and she no longer let her water go in front of him.

He had changed too, growing hair in the same area,His body getting more muscullar and his voice becomming lower in pitch. the dreams were new of course and the stirring in his loins, like right now when he thought of her breasts and how when they were younger they used to touch so much more not minding if their hands found tender places, the places that had changed. He missed those days and wanted to talk to Eve about this but couldn't speak the words. Words were there in his thoughts left over from his distant past. easy enough to bring to his mind, but he had to think hard to make them into sounds that he could share with Eve. He thought it very important to be able to do this, a few seasons back and decided that they needed names to better understand each other. From a leather bound book he remembered having some one read to him, the two names, Adam and Eve stood out and telling her these names they both agreed that that was what they would call each other. From that day on they worked at making sounds and words but for the most part relied on their instincts and their close nature to comunicate

Her eyes were what Adam watched when he wanted to know Eves thoughts. They changed from sunrise to sunset many times, sometimes delighting him, sometimes confusing him and sometimes making him sad. but he always looked in her eyes, not fearing what would be there, always hoping for the best.

Just like now as she grinned at him her eyes sparkling. He thought of his arousal and feeling his blood start to pump into his spear put his hands nervously in front of it . He'd never felt this way before, he always passed his water in front of her and sometimes stroked his spear, feeling proud of its length and girth . Then one day she asked him to wear a loin cloth she had made. Her face was warm and tender as she gave it to him and he thought of it as a gift but later wondered if she no longer looked at his spear the same, was it ugly or offensive, he wondered.

He had accepted the gift and wore it daily. It cupped his spear gently and covered the two projections that hung below. Only this morning he'd forgotten, distracted by his dream and in his haste to go fishing. He got up and holding his hands in front of him went to his hammock and put on his loin cloth.


"walk", He said simply, He held out his hand and she took it. He felt relieved as she smiled and repeated "Walk"

It was their custom to walk right after breakfast to silently connect before their swim and then begin their daily chores.
 
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She watched as his eyes followed her breasts downward and upward. Something about it made her flush, just what was he so interested in them from, she never understood him, he always seemed so intent on watching her, particularly her chest and between her legs. She thought idly back to the little picture she'd found on the shoreline, A nice young lady like herself, dressed in a soft bikini shirt that she'd never been able to replicate, and a soft wrap around skirt. That had turned out at least ok... it was for the better besides, his staring made her uncomfortable, and caused a soft wetness between her legs, she didn't understand it, so she stayed hidden.

Also in the picture had been a man, a young man with shorts on, but the picture was blurred and looked very similar to the skirt the female had worn, so she had crafted one for Adam of the same type. She decided it probobally wasn't.. what was that word she remembered her mother using... proper. Yes, wasn't proper to have no coverings. Her hand moved to her breast as she looked at them, perhaps she would try again to make the top... they had grown to an amazing size, she'd once been like Adam, but then they'd grown and grown, she thought perhaps she was sick, changing so much, but once the picture washed up she was very relieved. It was natural, and something about the man and woman... beautiful.

As she peered back over her shoulder she noticed his hand over his "little spear" which seemed to be moving a bit, but she couldn't tell. Her brows furrowed together in a childish confusion... but her face turned looking back to the dishes. Was he sick, she might ask later.. but wasn't sure.

She stood up as she finished the last dish and smiled, pleased at the work. Her eyes shifted and there he stood arm outstretched... "walk." The statement was simple and she smiled taking his hand in hers, she didn't fail to notice the loincloth was replaced.

As they took their walk she stayed close to him, her arms bumping against his,

"Show you something..."

She smiled and then began to pull him towards a small treehouse they'd form. She wanted to show him what she had found, the treasures that'd washed up.
 
Adam wathed her eyes as she finished up the dishes. Her mood seemed to be contstantly changing sometimes smiling, some times frowning, but mostly pensive. He knew she was thinking and wished she could share her thoughts with him, just as he wanted to share his thoughts with her.

He remembered the days of their childhood and how even though they had no speech at all, only grunts and shrieks, they still seemed to be able to share so much.

One of the things they had that kept them so close together was their laughter. Laughter that seemed to come so easy. When they played together and even in their more quiet moments they shared murmering deep soulful laughter.

Anther thing they shared was a deep physical connection. Because they slept together to keep each other warm and to give each other comfort, they had a physical bond that helped them though the difficut times. Times when it seemed to rain forever , tmes when there was so little food and they were so hungry. By holding on to each other they survived. Adam missed this physical contact and lately he seemed to want it even more. But somehow it was a diferent kind of wanting. A kind of wanting that he was almost afraid of. Not the kind of afraid that he felt when the lightning and thunder came or his fear of the wild pigs, but a feaar of something unknown that was happening between Eve and himself. He knew Eve was afraid too, as often she averted her eyes and shunned his attempts to touch her.

But not this morning, Adam discovered as when he said, walk she smiled and even took his hand pulling him toward the tree house they had built. The look in her eyes said she had someting to show him and Adam always liked surprises.
 
She led him in, he came eagerly ready to see what she had. She could hardly contain the pleasure, she'd wanted to show him these things for so long... too help him understand... but she'd been afraid, for as she'd had them since they were children together, he might be upset that she had hidden them. However, then, everything was perfect, she was not the woman in the picture, he was not the man. There were no needs of these things. But as they grew and developed through the years, their likenesses changed... they'd begun to turn into the woman and man. She had never believed the small bulges of her youth, would yield what they had changed too. And indeed he'd grown taller, stronger, and... she chuckled a bit.. hairier.

"Come."

She smiled and invited him eagerly in, raising her brows several time in childlike anticipation.

"See."

With that she turned and from underneath one of the planks of wood she pulled a smaller dusty box. She tentively ran her finger over the top then moved her finger to the small latch and flipped it open.

Inside it contained the faded picture of the happy couple, cough arm and arm kissing eachother. The hands each had a band around the finger, she withdrew the two bands now fingering her hands around them, and handing them too him. Also inside was a wedding garter belt, and a small key with the number 45 on it. A simple golden key, it still reflected a small amount of light, and shined perhaps could be pretty.

She looked up at him, her eyes wavering as she yearned to realize what he was thinking, she gestured in the picture to the rings, and to the garter belt on the womans leg, that was just barely visible.
 
Adam eagerly followed her into the tree house and watched as she took a small box from beneath the floorboards. Watching her eyes he could see that she was nervous, almost afraid He smiled to show her his consideration and care. As she opened it he looked at the faded picture and caught his breath.

Though faded the pictures awoke something in his mind. It was like a look at himself and of Eve, two grown up people. And they were happy together holding each other, their mouths touching their eyes sparkling.

He wanted so much to have this be for him and Eve but he was still afraid. He needed something more to let him know it would be alright to be like the couple in the picture, but what he thought. As if she could read his mind Eve took the rings and gave them to him. He felt their smoothness and sensed that they had special meaning. He looked at the picture again and saw the same rings on the couples fingers. He made a note of which fingers they were on. Taking the smaller one her took Eves left hand and placed it on her third finger. he then held up his left hand and giving the ring to Eve watched as she carefully placed it on his third finger also. They both smiled and then words came to Adam.

He began, "Eve," he said, pointing at her.and then "Adam" as he pointed to himself. Then he took her right hand in his right hand and said proudly "Married, yes?"

Eve looked up at him, tears of joy running down her cheeks. "Married, Yes" she answered and she took him in her arms and put her mouth against his.

Not Knowing how or why Adam returned the gesture, and felt the gentle stirring in his loins, but now it was alright because Eve understood. He knew she felt his stirring as the pressure increased and the feeling intensified and because they were married it was proper.

Out of breath thye reluctently pulled away from each other and laughing said both at the same time , "Kiss."
 
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Eve smiled a little as she watched his eyes shift, over the pictures, the rings, the garter belt, and back to the pictures.

Soon his eyes turned up to her, something in them she'd hoped to see. As his strong finger took her hand in his her heart jumped and she felt a feeling deep in her stomache, not an ache a tensing, as if a thousand little butterflies were flying around inside her. But something about the simplicity of the ring, the way it glided onto her finger, and his reassuring touch made her so happy, she didn't understand it completely but she knew, just knew this was what she wanted, it meant something, a new bond for them, something she wanted very much. Though still uncomfortable, she was happy.


She took the ring and did the same with his, watching the skin wrinkle and straighten as she pushed it over his nuckle, it almost didn't fit but she was very relieved when it did.

She watched his finger gesturing, married? that was the word, the one she had been searching for in her mind. Married. She felt her eyes begin to burn and tried to press away the feeling as tears rimmed her eyes, what caused this, she did this when she was sad, now she was anything but sad. The tears came in spite of her efforts and she spoke softly, her lips quivering.

"Adam and Eve. Married... Yes."

She wrapped her arms around him, wanting to be like the couple in the picture she pressed her lips to his awkwardly and was glad to feel the pressure returned on her. His loincloth twitched as it pressed against her thigh, she didn't mind though, nothing that happened with him was wrong, it was all ok. They were bonded, together always.

She giggled as he pulled back moving her hand to her breast, she hadn't noticed the hardening over her nipples until her finger ran over them and she swallowed, nothing mattered, it was ok. She felt a feeling as if a great tremendous load was lifted from her, her tensness her nervousness, lifted all at once by a single action.

"Kiss."

She giggled and put her finger to the front of her mouth happily. But her eyes grew serious and she moved her hand to his, her fingers running over his lips puling the bottom lip down a bit.

"Love. Eve loves Adam."

Her eyes delved into his awaiting a response, she didn't know why, but she expected him to say something, she cought her breath, waiting for him.
 
"Kiss" he said...

What a beautiful word Adam thought. he had said it in his mind before, not really knowing what it meant, how it felt. Now as he made the word into a sound it became beautiful. It started out sharp and sudden and blendeded into a soft release that seemed to go on forever. Thats how a kiss should be he thought spontaneous at the begining and sustaining at the end.

"Kiss" she said and put her finger to her lips to feel the sound, to sense the meaning. Then as if to convey this feeling she put her finger to his lips.

Then her eyes grew serious harboring some deeper feeling searchingfor some more conclusive word.

"Love, Eve loves Adam." he heard the words and tried to sort their meanings out. He wanted so much to undertand because he knew it meant so much to her. He put the words that they had spoke together and combined them with the feelings they shared. Married, the rings made a bond a symbol of comitment. kiss , a smbol of togetherness. Then he thought of the word love. He couldn't say it without knowing it's meaning. Some how he knew that it would be unfair to say the word without the meaning. Friend, he could say. They were friends sharing their lives together. Depending on each other, trusting and being trusted. Would that be love he wondered. No, he sensed that love was something more. The kiss he thought, it brought the stirring in his loins the need to hold her close and be close. The desire for some deeper sharing. soemthing beyond what he knew and experienced now but somehow felt the need to someday have.

And this was love he thought and certainly he loved Eve as all these symbols, words, and feelings blended into something that made his heart so glad his life so full.

So looking into her eyes, he said quite simply "Love, Adam loves Eve". and then he kissesd her and made the kiss just like it sounded Quick and sure to start and then full and lingering at the end.
 
She watched, he stayed silent his eyes blank, as if lost in thought, searching his mind and soul for an answer. She pursed her lips together slightly, nervous as to his response, she didn't know why but she wanted to hear the word repeated, wanted it so badly. She put her hand on her chest and looked at him wide eyed as a child waits for a parent to heal it's pain.

His lips parted, his deep voice speaking the words that sent her soul to inexplicable heights. No words were neccesary beyond these, they were all that mattered in the world, love, that amazing word was all she needed.

His lips pressed to hers unexpected but not unwelcomed, she pressed back evenly as he moved his hands around her waist. She closed her eyes like the girl in the picture and parted her lips slightly, unsure what to do beyond that, because you couldn't see in the picture. She pressed to him as his lips parted slightly, his tounge tip pressed against her lips.

She almost pulled away, a small fear in her lips at the feeling of his rough tounge against her tender lips. But she didn't, she remained close to him allowing his tounge to enter hers, was he seeing something more in the picture, perhaps more than her or was it something natural, the feeling certainly seemed so.
 
Adams spirits rose, his heart was singing ,singing a song of love. Eves soft acceptance of his kiss, his touch gave him this joy, this need to sing.

Along with this joy came a feeling of relief. A weight lifted from his shoulders. The weight of all his fears. Fears that he would loose his special friend, fears that she would reject him because of his attempts to touch her. He knew that his eyes disclosed to her the stiring in his loins and now knowing that she loved him, she would understand his need to touch and not avoid his gaze, afraid of what she might see hidden in his soul.

"Swim, he said quickly, the joy and happiness he felt reflected in his tone, He took her hand and it felt diferent as he looked at the rings the rings that bound them together. He looked in her eyes and saw the love, the love that gave him his freedom, the freedom to be himself.

He pulled her toward the waters edge and in a moment of impetuous joy removed his loin cloth.
He motioned to her to do the same, remembering the days when they bathed nude, unmindfull of each others bodies.

She hesitated and then he said another word "Bathe" it was their custom in those days to share the washing of each others bodies. A way to give and get the contact that they needed to keep their bond.

He saw her eyes light up perhaps she was remembering too, but then they clouded and Adam felt afraid , alone untill he said, quite unexpectedly "I love you, Eve."
 
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Her heart lept as the kiss broke and she looked in his eyes. Something new was here, something that excited her beyond belief. They were commited, this was what had been needed, cementing their bond. Now she knew she never had to worry about him leaving her, running away, being alone. She would always have him with her, the other part of her, they'd never be seperate.

Her sincere and solemn face broke into a large grin the moment he took her hand pulling her up impetuously,

"Swim"

The urgent and excited word brought her back to their childhoods. There was no awkwardness, no hesitance, and there wasn't now.

She let herself be pulled up and raced to keep with him as they ran towards the water. She didn't fail to notice how large his "little spear" had grown once he removed the loincloth.

"Bathe."

His word was simple and brought back many many memories. She nodded her mind resting there only briefly as she pulled off her own covering. Outside of the fur that now grew and curled on her soft mound, her sex had changed very little.

She splashed into the water, gigling as he splashed her back. She stopped giggling but kept her radiant smile as the sun shone and reflected off the water around him. She almost went to do it, remembering how good it felt, the simple ministrations to one another. But as her eyes drifted to his loins she felt a small fear begin, she wasn't sure why but for some reason it's immensity frightened her, perhaps the similarity to the snake, she wasn't sure. She looked at him again, hesitant, searching as his eyes met her.

"I love you, Eve."

It was all she had to hear, they were together, nothing he would do, or had would hurt her. She smiled again brushing away the foolish fear and stepping forward, nervousness was still there but so was confidance, nothing he would do would harm her.

She felt a calm settle over her as she stood before him, her hand moving up to push a small bit of hair behind his ear.

"Love you."

She nodded resolutely,

"Bathe."

She sunk into the water and took one of the cloths that had been by the waters edge and brought it up to his face. Running the smooth material down the outline of his cheeks and chin. She took a minute to beep his noise and giggled childishly. Innocence, but beauty shone from her large blue eyes.
 
Adam

Her touch, so simple and beguileless, awoke a tenderness for her, he hadn't felt since they were young, and he felt joy in being next to her.

Resisting the urge to gather her into his arms and show her his joy he chose instead to pull her into deeper water up to his neck and hers. he felt this way his touch would be less intrusive and he wanted to touch her very much.

He felt he needed to make a physical connection, to reinforce the bond they had created. so he resolved to use the washing cloth to start this bonding that he felt he needed. He took two cloths one in each hand and bringing them to her face touching gently washed her ears and cheeks and chin. Then making sure her blue eys looked directly into hers, smiled and said those precious three words that they had learned to speak so very recently.

"I love you" his voice was soft, yet firm in his resolution to make sure she understood. His hands moved down and following the curve of her brown neck swept out to sweep across her shoulders and gather up her arms. He pulled them up and placed them on his shoulders. Taking a deep breath because for some reason his body was trembing with anticipation, as he moved his hands back to her body finding her breasts beneath the water.

Making large circles he followed the undercurve of her breasts and waundered up the valley in between. His hands moved on getting ever closer to the tips of her soft globes untill his thumbs brushed eagerly across them.

Adam stopped his movement suddenly as he felt her stir and felt within him self a similar stiring His first thought, as his mind became more settled was. "The last time I touched her like this she didn't have these marvelouse breasts and something about the way he felt was different too

He looked at her for guidance as he often did when he was perplexed hoping to see deep in her eyes some sign some signal.

"feels good for me". he said. a phrase they often used to share their feelings,had now become a way for him to tell her of his joy.

"Feels good for you"? he added looking in her eyes to see if the answer could be there, if it was too hard for her to say the words.
 
His gentle hands guided her down into the water, both bodies sunk below it. The water seemed to stand completely still as their eyes locked. She didn't move her gaze as his hand moved up, the cloth massaging her cheeks and ears.

"I love you"

She smiled moving one hand to run her fingers down his face, each moving into the grooves, as a blind person seeking to see. She remembered this gesture from their childhood, a simple thing, that felt so wonderful.

"Eve loves Adam, I love you."

So many things from their younger years came back to her now as he moved his hands over her now grown body.


But something new was there too. As his hands moved over the two mounds of her chest she took in a quick gasp, something exciting, an electricity shot up her body and rippled her spine. His touch so soft made her want more of it... want to return it.

His touch stopped he looked into her eyes, he had a lost childish look, one she'd seen often when he needed comfort, confirmation, direction.

"feels good for me".

he admitted softly, his eyes locked, she noticed the slight brush of his knee against the inside of her own knee and bit her lip softly. Then on a whim that took her over she leaned forward bringing her lips on his in a kiss. She let the kiss last shortly and then pulled back looking him in his eye she nods, the blue in her eyes seemed to dance as she looked at him.

"Feels good for me too."

She didn't know what this feeling taking her over was but she wanted his touch again, she felt an unfamiliar aching between her legs as his fingers rested on her breasts.

Her fingers wrapped lightly around his hand and brough it up to the very tip of her breast, the now hardened nipple poking into his palm gently. She began moving his hand in a soft massaging pattern over her breast. He soon took over the action, begining the pattern with his other hand as well.
 
"Feels good for me", he heard her say and all his foolish doubt disappeared in the still waters around them. her kiss and then her hands on his confirmed this afirmation of her feeling and he joined her in the motion that he now knew pleased them both. The texture of her skin excited him brought the stiring deep inside him out to his wandering hands, his loins, his chest and to his mouth. He thought about these feelings on his lips and thinking kiss, knew that she had been a part of those sweetstirings. He thought of kiss and feeling good and breasts and then his thinking finished, he took a breath and ducked his head beneath the water.

His hands showing him the way to go, he pursed his lips and gently kissed one tender tip and then he circled round, his tongue touching softly the rounded globes circling ever wider and then returning to the starting point he grasped the tip and pulling gently but firmly stretched it out and then pushed back to take a bigger grasp encirclingthe tip again. Out of breath he shot out of the water breathless and aroused. Then taking another deep breath returned to her other breast and did the same to that. when her returned to the surface he had a look of satisfaction in his eyes and he said triumphantly "Kiss breasts, feels good.....he looked at her and wondered about what he had said and wasn't sure if he meant it to be a statement or a question. he only wanted to share d this feeling that he though they had together.
 
Eve felt him duck beneath his lips taking her breasts into his mouth. She gasped and then put her hand on his shoulders steading herself. He proceeded to do the same on her other breasts... the soft mounds.

"Kiss breasts."

Breasts? Those must be... the mounds... breasts... that sounded right but she didn't recall hearing the word before. She looked at him and smiled.

"Kiss breast. Feel very good."

Her hand took his in a smile and she led him from the water towards the beach. Pulling him slowly down onto the sand they sat facing eachother she realized his erection was there but didn't say anything. This time it caused her no fear.

She wrapped her warm hands around his hand, still slick with the moistness of the water. She pressed it to her breasts rubbing it up and down.

"Eve Loves Adam. Adam touch Eve..."

She paused taking a breath and then moving his hand back,

"Eve touch Adam."

She noticed the glint of surprise in his eyes but she pushed his hand back to his side, then slid her own forward resting it on his thigh for a moment. With a quick breath she made up her mind... the hand slid down the inside of his thigh and her knuckles brushed his hardness. She bit her lip as she turned her hand... the palm rubbing softly against the wet hard shaft of it. She curled her fingers a bit, touching him moving her hand up a little she found her fingers roaming over the head of it. She massaged the tip with her thumb...

"Feel good Adam?"
 
Adam

Touch, Adam thought about the word as Eves hand moved down between his legs and found his hard shaft. Touch, that feels good.

He remembered when they used to touch each other there because they were diferent between their legs. They often touched each other out of curiosity or in playfullness exploring their differences, but they found the feeling was the same where ever they touched no diferent than touching ears or toes the feeling was the same. Now, this new feeling of touch, touch that felt special that they called good was more intense and the feelings that were created with this special touch sent slivers of excitement to other parts of Adams body. Somehow they seemed related and now that they alowed themsselves to experiment with these touch feelings Adam thought of the rings and the love that they saw in each others eyes. The new feeling of being together as one watching out for each other trusting and being trusted. giving and receiving kisses all these things were related Adam watched as Eves hand explored and he wanted to touch her there also. He reached out and gently placed his hand on her soft fuzz covered mound He was surprised when he found it quite warm, warmer than the rest of her body and as his fingers slid beneath the soft fur he felt wetness, a silky smooth sort of wetness like honey when it was left in the sun. Adam realized that he was warm where Eve was touching him too and he felt good knowing that they shared this heat as if their touch had somehow caused it. He looked at Eve and answered her question.

Eve, Yes it feels good for me, feels good and feels warm too. It feels like love"

He cupped his fingers ever so slightly so as to not startle her. they followed the curve of her body and nestled in a softer wetter place. Adam became suddenly much warmer where Eve touched him on his shaft and a circle of electricity swept through his body from her hand that touched him to his hand that touched her.

"Feels like love to you Eve?" he asked.
 
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Eve felt his hand move down her belly resting for a moment on her mound, the fur still a little damp from their bath. She chewed her bottom lip lightly in an old habit as she thought, and let herself free to take in evertything. The feelings, as his hand slipped underneath she felt a warmth, a warm wetness seeping over her netherlips. She felt a tingle start at the base of her spine and move up to her skull as it sparked every nerve between.

"Touch... feel."

She smiled as he responded,

"Feel much like love Adam. Much love."

She moved her silky fingers up over the shaft again taking in every part of it, every wrinkle and rubbing acrossed the slit at the top. She drew her hand back startled as a soft drop of liquid emerged from the tip. She paused for a second questioningly, he hadn't seemed to notice it. She placed her forefinger tip on it and it immediately attached to her finger... it was thicker than the urine which normally came from there, white... creamy. She brought her hand back down to wrap around his spear, spreading the small drop around and squeezing lightly so as to cause another one if she could. A desire for something swept over her... but what was it she needed... she wasn't sure. It was a need, brute and natural. She wondered what it was...

"Eve Want..."

She furrowed her brows and searched his eyes, desperately seeking the words to tell him... to understand herself what she wants...

"Eve Wants."
 
Afternooner is GONE for good

OOC: Excuse me to intrude....

All of a sudden, Afternooner has told me today he will not write on the internet anymore... to dedicate himself to his RL family.
I asked him to warn everyone he's been co-writing with and he hasn't done so.
If this sad news hurts you, please know that I share your pain. I've been crying over it ever since he told me.
 
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