Briden House

[Aiden Munslow]

Even though normally he didn’t like people touching his hair, at this point he didn’t really care since it was already messed up anyway. The entire time she was washing out his hair he made sexual noises that usually came with a face. Why he had to make everything sexual well that was a question that no one knew the answer to. When she said that she was trying not to get bleach in his eyes he took that as his que to stop his moaning and be quiet so that she didn’t actually get bleach in his eyes. When he took his head out of the sink, he blinked a few times, and watched her run off to get towels.

“What if I just shook my hair out like a dog?” he asked when she returned with a towel. “I kind of wanna do a slow mo shaking my hair out thing,” he shrugged. “I bet that would be hot,” but instead of doing that and making a huge mess in her kitchen he bent over and dried out his hair. “I don’t think it’s safe to assume I can do anything by myself.” He was pretty sure his hair was really messy by the time he was done drying it, but it didn’t really matter because she was about to put more stuff in it, and he would probably have to wash it out again. This hair dying thing was a lot of work.

[Hannah Briden]

Hannah figured it best not to ask Aiden for help with the rinsing of her hair. That might lead to something weird or he could get dye all over himself. She finished her own hair and put it up in a towel, feeling grungy. Her t-shirt was half soaked from all the water splashing out of the sink, and her hands were stained green and blue. Oh well, it was worth it, right?

"Okay, what color did you say you wanted?" She asked, grabbing a paintbrush.

(this was a fail but I swear I have an interesting idea so bear with me)

[Aiden Munslow]

“You know what, surprise me, but please don’t put pink in my hair I was only kidding, I already get made fun of enough I’m pretty sure if I had pink in my hair someone would beat me up… Hey then I could get girls though. I heard that girls think when guys have scars it’s sexy or something, but I mean I don’t think getting beat up is worth it… I donno would you like me more if I looked all beat up?” he didn’t even know what he was rambling on about at this point something about getting beat up. Oh yeah that was good. not Why did he even say that? At this point it didn’t matter though. “But yeah I want it to be a surprise, but no pink…”

[Hannah Briden]

Hannah nodded when he said no pink. She would have guessed that - I mean, she figured he wouldn't want the pink. He had been joking before when he said it. "Ugh, fine, no pink," she sighed, pretending to be upset. "Let's do... green. You said you wanted green earlier. But it's not going to be like my bright green, it'll be a few shades off." She smirked, mixing the color on a palate. "I wouldn't want to mess up your reputation by being your twin for a few weeks." She joked, poking him in the shoulder. "Okay, now sit back and keep your head still. I'm going to use the foil again so it doesn't get on your face."

When she turned around the grab the sheet of foil, she had the idea. Well, it wasn't really something she thought out, though. She just suddenly decided to do it. She turned back around, and situated Aiden's bangs so that his bleached hair was on the foil. Then, slowly, ever so tentatively, she picked up her palate of dye and the brush. She knew she was probably beet red by now because of what she was thinking, but she figured, why not? All the sexual passes that had been occurring between them made her want to act on it. She was a woman of action, of course. Words got in the way, made you feel stupid or slow or not enough. Actions showed emotions without being complicated, and that was how she liked to live life, just by living through it all. She wasn't one to over analyze.

At first it was just a little bit of a straddle over his lap as she remained standing, working a bit of the green into his hair. Then, she sat down, inching her way closer so that they were a few inches away from being chest to chest. It was probably what her mom would call "teasing boys" to be sitting so provocatively, and the way she moved wasn't exactly methodical as much as wanton. "I hope you don't mind," she murmured softly. She looked down from his bangs, and directly into his eyes. "I just wanted to get a little closer, more..." she didn't break eye contact as she searched for the word. "Comfortable."

After a few minutes of her painting the green color into his hair, she put the brush and palate down, taking off her gloves and tossing them into the sink. "Well, your hair's done," she said, matter of factly, but made no move to get up. Let's just see where this goes, shall we?

[Aiden Munslow]

To be honest Hannah did not seem like the kind of girl who was into his sexual passes that he kept making, and the fact that he kept flirting with her. Some of it was just him being him because he made sexual passes at anything that slightly resembled a human girl. Some part of him liked her though, because after he met her in the chat it had taken him a while to find her on Facebook. She seemed like she was worth the effort though, and maybe it wasn’t only because she looked cute in that tiny chat room icon. At the party he had been hoping that she would spin him, or the other way around so that they could go in the closet—thinking about now he was glad that that hadn’t happened because he wasn’t sure what he would have done in the closet since he was debating the right move to make right now-- then he got her number and he’d been texting today even though he was going to visit her later.

This could have been because he had been hanging out with Jem constantly and now he wasn’t and now he just wanted a friend, because he sucked at being alone. He was pretty sure that even though things were awkward between them that they’d get over it eventually and maybe the fact that he kind of liked Hannah was for real. Aiden also sucked at having feelings for people because everyone he did end up liking either thought he was creepy or was married to a guy who seemed like he would beat the shit out of him if he did anything. So maybe he had a small crush on Esme at one time? He also sucked at making moves because he was mostly talk and action required you to actually do something, that was the part he was scared of. Talking to her was easy but to make an actual move that was scary.

The fact that she was sitting on him was surprising to him because she didn’t seem like she was taking the passes the way that other people might have. He wasn’t sure how many of them he actually meant something, but part of him did want her to like him, he never expected anyone to really like him though, he just expected them to put up with him and maybe be friends with him. What did you say in that situation anyway? “Are you comfy?” he asked. Why was that the only thing he could think to say. When she said she wanted to be more comfortable. When she said Well, your hair's done he finally thought of something. After taking forever to be able to calculate a response because for once he had nothing to say, which was shocking.

“What are we going to do while we wait? Because I have an idea.” He raised a brow. It wasn’t meant to be a super sexual comment, but it sort of sounded like it was intended to be. It was a rhetorical question because he didn’t want an answer. He put his hand on her shoulder and kissed her.

[Hannah Briden]

Hannah didn't know what she was doing. It had all been sort of a rush, from dying their hair and creating playful banter to... this. She was actually sitting with her legs open for this guy. Of course, they were entirely clothed, so it's not as bad as it sounds - but still! She wouldn't have even done this in the closet during that seven minutes in heaven game. She would have thought about it, sure, but she always held herself back, too shy to do anything but stare and hope that perhaps someone would have an interest in her. With no premeditation, no guidance from a friend, no alcohol to loosen her mind, she had just turned around and practically jumped this guy's bones!

But hey, he wasn't complaining... And that's what she loved. He was comfortable with it, not instantly trying to get into her jeans. At least he was a classy dude and waited for her to finish his hair. She laughed a bit about that to herself. She probably wouldn't have expected her night to end up like this, but who would? It was a quick turn of events that seemed to be leading to pleasant consequences. Oh, that sounded more sexual than I meant. Hannah was just really enjoying the fact that she and Aiden were hanging out. They'd been eyeing each other for a while, she could tell. After all those jokes and stuff, now they could see if they'd really work out. Were they even compatible?

"Hmm, well it's another fifteen minutes before you're color is ready to--" Hannah broke off as Aiden gently reeled her in, planting a kiss on her lips. She felt herself relaxing into the embrace, putting her hands on his shoulders and kissing back to match his pace. When they broke, she sort of gasped, her heart fluttering. "Yeah, we can just do this, sounds good to me." she murmured, leaning back in for another kiss, adjusting her position. Now, they were pretty much hip to hip, her arms draped over his shoulders, her face level with his instead of looking down slightly like she had been doing before. They were even, in all sense of the word. The kiss felt... spectacular. And weird at the same time. She was wet, her hair bedraggled, and she probably looked like crap. Aiden smelled strongly of bleach and the fruity bubblegum scent of the hair dye she was using. But they were so warm, sitting inside, curled in close to each other. Yeah, she and Aiden were definitely compatible.

[Aiden Munslow]

What was this? How often did his sexual jokes and passes actually lead to something? How often did he actually kiss a girl like that? This was good. He wasn’t sure how to feel about it, because it all seemed like it had come out of nowhere. He was engulfed by the scent of the fruity bubble gum smelling hair dye she had been using and it was enticing. This was… he couldn’t make his brain find the words to describe the feeling. Like maybe the moment should go on forever if they wanted it to.

“I don’t…” All of a sudden he had something to say, if his brain could formulate a proper sentence without exploding, then maybe he could get the words out to cross his lips. He kept feeling her kiss, her soft lips against his own, and he couldn’t find the right words. “Well maybe we could use the shower to wash it out hmm?” he said the words as if he was unsure of himself, looking down and not right into her eyes as he said it letting the words slip out as if maybe he was no longer sure about what he was saying,. Up until this moment his stupid little jokes, and sexual passes, and comments had had some confidence behind them. Up until that moment there was a part of him that thought this was never going to be really serious, and that it would never lead to something, but here he was, and now he had lost all of that confidence.

Was that weird? He didn’t want to ruin it. Whatever exactly it was, with his stupid little comments and jokes that hardly ever found the right place to come up in a conversation. He didn’t want to mess this up for himself. Whatever this actually was, so without another thought he giving her another kiss. This time he let his lips linger close to hers, after a moment of kissing her. He licked her lips as if asking if it was ok, but not like he was trying too hard.

[Hannah Briden]

Hannah couldn't help loving the kisses. She was close enough to him on the chair now that she could wrap her legs around the back of the chair, feeling the bars of it softly cutting into her legs. She didn't really care, much. She wasn't one of those girls who liked the occasional kiss and then break away to go do whatever. She was a kisser - she wanted to be close when there was a kiss, and she wanted to stay that way. The hottest thing for her were those kisses that left you breathless. Pressed against each other, hands roaming, eyes closed, tension palpable - that was what she loved to do. She didn't even care when she accidentally let her forehead rub against Aiden's, and she picked up a bit of hair dye. Whatever, that didn't matter - nothing was more important than kissing.

Well, that is, nothing is more important that kissing except for what can come after kissing. First he was asking about the shower, and then he was leaning in, his lips so close and tongue darting out. From just a few kisses to full blown making out? It was a quick transition, really. Her lips opened against his and there they were, sucking face. Well, didn't that sound pretty. Really, it wasn't gross or sloppy - Hannah hated messy kissers - it was just more than kissing. It was making out, now, and that was even more fun.

After a minute or so, she felt herself slow. Pulling away, she cracked a small, crooked smile. "Well," she panted, a little breathless from their encounter. "Taking it to the shower could get messy." Okay, that sounded stupid. What she meant was that they'd be covered in hair dye. She was assuming this was an adventure for the both of them - otherwise he would have been fine with having his hair rinsed in the sink. She'd never actually been asked by a guy to shower with him. That was something she saw in movies or heard in magazines. It was supposed to be a little bit romantic, a little bit slippery, and a whole lot of fun - but she didn't have any experience in that area.

Wow... the shower... so soon? She considered Aiden a friend already, and was ready for him to be more than that, but they had really only known each other for a little while. Who was she kidding, though? She'd had quick hook up's with guys she didn't know the name of before. She would much rather be in the shower with a sweet, cute, totally "adorkable" guy like Aiden. A guy who would let her dye her hair, would agree to movies and junk food, would be happy to have her sit in his lap and make out - and then invite her to take a shower with him. She found herself totally okay with it - but was Aiden? She hadn't been laid in quite some time but she knew some guys were picky. They'd offer without actually meaning to and then it wouldn't work out and things would be awkward.

"I mean, um," Hannah blushed, looking down a bit. God, they were really close. "I'm up for anything." Ugh, that sounded terrible. She didn't really know what she meant... she was just letting her horny mind control her equally desperate body. But she did really have feelings for Aiden... which made things between them perfect. She just wanted him to make a move.

[Aiden Munslow]

“I think getting messy was kind of the point,” he said, with a small smile. Was she agreeing to go along with his plan? Well that I’m up for anything did sound like a yes, but it wasn’t exactly the words he was hoping to hear her say. It sounded more like a yes, but in the same sense it could have been a no. She could have been telling him that she wanted to do something else that was less… well that wasn’t sex. After another moment of making out, letting his tongue explore the inside of her mouth, he stopped, and inhaled a slow breath, trying to catch his breath.

“I mean… If you’re afraid I’ll turn you green or something… it’s ok…” he let his voice trail off as if he was deeply saddened by what he had just said, which was an option for her to say no. It was better off to let her make that decision before they got too far into this. It had been a while since he had had sex, so he wasn’t going to say no if she was up for it, but at the moment she was giving him mixed feelings. What did I’m up for anything mean anyway? He wasn’t trying to decode what she was saying, so he kissed her again letting his tongue slip into her mouth, but it wasn’t long before he pulled away from her so that he could say something else. He still found himself trying to catch his breath.

“Well,” he kissed her on the cheek, and let his lips move to her ear so that he could whisper the rest of his words to her. He wasn’t sure where this was coming from, the horny part of him? Yeah probably. “If you’re ok with it, then lead the way babe,” he whispered into her ear.

[Hannah Briden]

Hannah controlled a snicker when he mentioned that getting messy was the point. Okay, so she was getting giddy and excited, half ready to just leap up, grab his hand, and pull him into the bathroom without another word. It was just that she thought Aiden was really cool, and he made her feel nice when he hung out with her. He made her feel like she mattered, because he actually cared about spending time with her. Plus she was super horny and sex sounded amazing at that moment. But she tried to play it up in her mind as something totally cute. She wondered if going at it in her bathroom shower meant that they would be like, a couple. Then she figured that was probably a no, considering most couples like, talked about feelings and held hands and kissed politely, and that wasn't what she was doing with Aiden. But she also kind of questioned if he wanted to do that kind of stuff... couple or no, that wasn't a priority right now.

"Well, my hair's already green as is," she muttered, trying to look all sexy by making eye contact and looking up through her long lashes. She thought her eyes looked cute, and guys like girls with pretty eyes, right? "A little more green couldn't hurt anything," she smirked, and leaned in for another kiss. This time, though, she bounced her hips in the slightest. Okay, so she was getting impatient, and they were hip to hip. It wasn't the she was necessarily grinding as reminding him that yeah, she wanted some action.

The whispering in her ear almost had her fall out of his lap. She giggled, and managed to squeak out a, "Dude, that tickles." She did have a spazz attack though, which probably looked stupid. She just kind of wiggled a bit in his lap and laughed. "I'm too ticklish for whispering in my ear!" was her explanation. When he told her to lead the way, she gave him another long, fulfilling kiss. God, his tongue in her mouth felt good. She'd never had a guy's tongue in her mouth before, but she liked it - it felt sexy. Untangling herself from Aiden's lap and the chair, she managed to also rid herself of a shirt, revealing her sports bra. Totally not sexy, but the shirt was went and she was getting way too hot to keep her clothes on. She took his hand and led him to the bathroom, closing the door behind them. Didn't want Sierra to come home and see, that would be awkward (but she was supposed to be away until tomorrow morning, anyway).

She sort of threw open the shower curtain a little to excitedly, and sat on the edge of the tub. Then, she turned on the tap, testing to see the temperature of the water. "You want a cold shower... or a hot and steamy one?" She asked, grinning.