Frozen Feet, Warm Cheeks

[Acelister†]

"Tastes good, doesn't it? I wasn't expecting a cookie straw though, that was nice of them..."

John nodded, though his thoughts were on that phallic display. It's no wonder it turned him on though. If he had a stronger reaction to a food representation of a female's parts, then it would help. So far it was still in the air as far as he was concerned.

"I'll have to lean against you on the ice again...Or hold both your hands. That doesn't bother you, does it? You're a big guy, you're strong enough to hold me up for a long time, right?"

"Sure thing." he smiled, drinking mire o the chocolate and biting the end off his straw. A shot of warm liquid in his mouth from a rod-shaped biscuit wasn't helping the most... Maybe if he slept with Celeste, in the future she'd invite another guy in on the fun...

"I'm sure you can skate by yourself after a few minutes back out there..." he told her. "It's easy."

[Moth†]

"I'm sure you can skate by yourself after a few minutes back out there..." he told her. "It's easy."

"You really think I can get back up?" she asked, looking from the mug to John again. She'd been about to take another drink of cocoa when he spoke up, and her initial intent was forgotten, though her fingers still lingered on the straw. She always tended to hold the straw when she drank from it, but now...Her fingers eased up a bit, sliding down it a little. "I mean...I'm not the most graceful girl in the world," she admitted, chuckling a little bit. "But...if you really think I can do it..." Her fingers slipped lower on their own accord.

She looked back up at him, curious about something. "So...you want go on another date, soon, then?" Her voice sounded hopeful. She really did want him to say yes...it would be a great victory for her, and it would prove that someone didn't think of her as a kid. Celeste suddenly left her chair, leaning on the table for support so her skate-covered feet didn't betray her, and she leaned over, kissing John lightly on the lips. "Please say yes," she whispered. "I really like you..."

[Acelister†]

"You really think I can get back up?" Celeste asked, her fingers back on the straw. He couldn't help but keep glancing at it, watching her fingers moving on it. It wasn't easy to watch with his pants-situation. "I mean...I'm not the most graceful girl in the world, But...if you really think I can do it..."

John was about to tell her that he felt confident in her. That he could tell from when they were just out on the ice, that she could get very good at this in a short time. But she cut him off.

"So...you want go on another date, soon, then?"

John blinked, momentarily thrown by the sudden change of subject. This date wasn't over - was it? She suddenly got up and kissed him for a moment.

"Please say yes, I really like you..." she whispered, her face right in front of his own.

He had felt positive they would have another date sometime - but now she seemed... Desperate? She was desperate to date him? He knew he wasn't exactly a catch, so was she settling? Or had she found that he was the bottom of the barrel...? But she said she really liked him... She kissed him, without being forced or anything. He was most likely reading too much into this...

"I-I think that w-would be nice..." he nodded, stuttering again. He grimaced and took a breath, wanting to calm himself if not his crotch. He can't stutter everytime he speaks to her. Not if he's wanting to date her.

"I'd like that." he said, trying again. "I like you too... You're different to other girls. In... In a good way."

[Moth†]

Celeste smiled warmly at him before kissing him again and backing up a little bit. Still remaining close enough to be considered intimate, but not in his face as before. We have another date! she couldn't help thinking, and were it not for the fact they were in public and she were in skates, she could started a dance and shouted at the top of her voice.

She couldn't help thinking about what he just said, though: "You're different to other girls. In... In a good way."

"How am I different?" she asked him, though not in an unkind voice, merely a curious one. She tilted her head again, one hand straying to her lips. "Good-different?" Whatever it was that made Celeste special to this guy, she had to hear it.

The arm that was still supporting her weight trembled, and when Celeste leaned forward again, just in case he was too quiet, it gave way completely, and she fell to the ground with a loud yelp. She grabbed John's legs in last-minute attempt to save herself, and wound up with her legs sprawled beneath her, arms wrapped around his knees, and her face hidden in his mid-upper-legs. Oh, sure, now fall to the floor, she thought contemptuously, shaking a bit. Clumsy fool!

[Acelister†]

"How am I different?"

John was about to answer when she suddenly fell. She flopped face-first into his lap. He froze for an instant - she was soooo close to his crotch... What if she felt the heat that was probably radiating from it?! She'd think he was a huge perv... She turns him on so easily, but looks like she's barely a teen. If that's not perverted, then there's lots of people who need releasing from prison...

It took what felt like an hour, but was less than ten seconds, for him to start helping her up. He put his hands under her pits and starts to pull her up.

"Even though you're outgoing, you're also kind." he told her. "You... You're not just loud because you need to be loud. You want to communicate. I like that."

He's managing to control his stutter, barely. He is trying to not think about sex, or sexual traits. Difficult with a girl this close to his and his hands so close to hers...

[Moth†]

Celeste lay there, face burning in shame for a few seconds. Ugh, she felt like a total idiot...She could something hot on John, too, but figured it must be her face burning through his pants. After few moments, she felt him slide his hands beneath her armpits, lifting her up to her feet. Celeste reached out and took his shoulders to steady herself, flashing a grateful smile his way.

"Even though you're outgoing, you're also kind." he told her. "You... You're not just loud because you need to be loud. You want to communicate. I like that."

"You...think that...?" Celeste murmured, blushing faintly again. Another, softer, smile lit up her face, practically made her eyes sparkle. It would have been enough if he had liked her...But this man thought she was a kind person? Celeste didn't consider herself that way, but for some reason, the idea that someone did think her that way made her feel warm inside. "That's...really sweet of you."

Before she could fall down again, Celeste leaned over, sitting on his mid-thighs with her legs spread, and leaned forward to hug him. Her face was buried in his neck for a few moments as she gave him a gentle squeeze. "Really, John." She pulled away, giving him another peck on the cheek. "That means a lot to me."

[Acelister†]

"You...think that...? That's...really sweet of you."

John smiled - glad she thinks his thoughts are sweet. She could have thought them offensive and kneed him in the crotch. He tried to stop it, but he started to freeze up as she sat on his lap. She was straddling him. With less clothes on, this would be pornographic. And she was doing this with him, to cuddle him.

"Really, John. That means a lot to me."

He nodded stiffly, worried that the slightest movement would give him away. Despite that though, after a few seconds he convinced himself to put his arms around her to hug back.

One thing seemed pretty certain - he wasn't gay. Not if he was getting this excited from the presence of a girl. But then... Why did he get off over gay porn...?

"Do you... Wanna go back on the ice?" he asked. Their hot chocolate was almost finished after all.

[Moth†]

"Do you... Wanna go back on the ice?"

Celeste pulled away at last, nodding to him and moving off his lap. She set her hand on one of his legs to steady herself until she could grab the table, and took another small sip of cocoa. "Yeah..I suppose we should get back on, shouldn't we?" she chuckled. The sooner she was back on ice, after all, the easier it would be to get her skating legs again.

Hobbling away from the table, she moved to the wall, using it as support as she inched back to the ice. Celeste looked over her shoulder at John, tilting her head to motion him over. "Are you coming?"

[Acelister†]

"Yeah..I suppose we should get back on, shouldn't we?"

John nodded and went to get up to follow her. He found that impossible without exposing himself... He waited until she turned and adjusted his crotch, to make it more possible to stand. His hands whipped away from his groin when she turned back to him.

"Are you coming?"

"Uh huh." John nodded, hoping she was asking if he was joining her and hadn't actually noticed his bulge.. He had only just managed to rearrange himself... "Just finishing my straw."
That was a good excuse. He plucked it from the cold chocolate and chomped on it as he stood up and followed after her. He got on the ice and offered her a hand to help her on as well.

[Moth†]

Celeste waited for John to finish his drink--apparently they were leaving the mug on the table. Someone would pick it up later and clean it, she knew. John approached her and the ice, held his hand out to help back on. "Thanks," she giggled, taking his hand and giving it a light squeeze.

Stepping onto the ice, Celeste realized that she wasn't as wobbly as she feared. Their break hadn't been too long apparently, and she managed to start skating again with minimal difficulty. Flashing a wide smile John's way, she cheered "You were right, Big Guy!" She laughed a bit, spun around on her skates to hug him around his mid-section, leaning against him for support. "You were right, I won't fall!"

It was too soon to challenge him to a race, however...So Celeste was content to simply skate alongside him. But maybe...Celeste tried to move ahead a tad, holding his hand as she looked behind herself at him. "Can you keep up with me?" she laughed, in a mock taunting voice. "Keep up and I'll give you something nice, okay?"

[Acelister†]

"Can you keep up with me? Keep up and I'll give you something nice, okay?"

"Sure thing." John grinned, moving a little faster. He didn't try to overtake her - she's getting cocky again, so he doesn't want her to push it too hard and fall again.

He can't help but wonder what she'll give him. Probably another kiss. But, thanks to hormones, his mind went wild. She could show him her boobs! Or let him touch them! Or something sexual! The possibilities were limited, but it would be exciting to find out. Unless it turned out to be a chastity ring...

"Told you that you'd be fine." he told her, giving her hand a gentle squeeze. She hadn't fallen even once. Which was a huge step up from before.

[Moth†]

Celeste leaned forward a bit, experimenting with how fast she could go, how easily she could turn. It was amazing...normally she was such a klutz, but here, after she got her ice-legs, she wasn't doing half bad. "Told you that you'd be fine." Celeste felt John squeeze her hand himself this time, and she chuckled under her breath. Big Guy wasn't that shy, once she hung out with him long enough.

She slowed down, easing more to the side to skate alongside John for a few seconds. And then, grinning again, she slipped her hand from his and took off, as fast as she could. Which, in all actuality, wasn't very fast. "Catch me! Keep up and you get your prize!" she laughed over her shoulder, nearly crashing into someone. She managed to evade at the last second and continued on her way, still wobbling a tad. Apparently she still had trouble keeping her proper balance when she was alone.

[Acelister†]

"Catch me! Keep up and you get your prize!"

John laughed as he took off after her. If this were a running race, he had no doubt she would be far from him before he collapsed from running. But on the ice? She was inexperienced and clutzy.

It took him less than a minute to start gaining on her, though when he caught her he wondered what to do. Just grab her? Tag her? Sweep her off of her feet?

"Don't taunt a master." he said to her as he reached towards her, his fingers scant millimetres from her elbow.

[Moth†]

"Don't taunt a master."

Celeste nearly jumped--he was so close, wasn't he?! Turning around, she saw just how close he was, and how his fingertips were just millimeters from her. But she didn't want the game to end yet--! Celeste laughed again, tried to move faster, and headed towards one of the walls, arms outstretched. If she moved her arms in front of herself, she gave herself a bit more time to evade John, she thought.

She hit the wall now, but not in a horrible crash. More like she went too fast and too far, and she turned her body to the side so she hit it. Celeste's laughter increased a bit, a bright pink blush on her cheeks as she leaned against the wall, trying not to fall over. She was sure John would catch her now, but...To be honest, at this point she didn't care. That was the point of her game, wasn't it? Let him catch her, give him a prize.

Giggling a bit, she managed to face her pursuer and teasingly stick her tongue out at him, clearly not meaning to be hurtful, but playful.

[Acelister†]

John allowed Celeste to pull away from him, wanting to play her game a little longer. All the other people here on the ice were ignored - he probably wouldn't even have noticed if the place closed.

She hit the wall and turned, sticking her tongue out at him. He laughed, almost colliding with her as he caught her. He cushioned the impact with his hands on the wall to either side of her, though his body did bump against his. He made no attempt to move it though - he felt very confident at the moment. He loved that feeling.

"So what's my prize?" he asked softly, his face close to hers. Hell, even if it was a chastity ring, he wouldn't care. This had been the most fun he'd had in ages.