[God Quest] The Rice Dance

phoebe Can anybody find me somebody to love She would have thought that once she'd finally kissed a boy and had sex that she would stop blushing as much as she did, but apparently not. Her cheeks turned pink and a little smile curved her lips. There most definitely were dreams, but none she wanted to admit to. "Wouldn't you like to know." she said cheekily as she sat with him. Once again she positioned herself on his lap, having decided she liked that perch very much. Phoebe could only shrug at his question though. "I wouldn't know, I have as much experience as you." she said. She didn't know what the difference was really...and since it had been her first time the experience had been a bit different for them - which she still hadn't told him. "But I would believe Frey about things like that." Frey was the rather arbitrary authority on all this related to sex as far as she could tell. If anyone onow what they were talking about, it was them. But her thoughts were quickly refocused as Emmett kissed her, her eyes fluttering closed as she returned it. Her arms wrapped around his neck, finding she felt a little braver this time as she ran the tip of her tongue across his lower lip. Her breath hitched as he fondled her, her back arching towards him without her prompting. Phoebe's fingers curled into the back of Emmett's shirt, slowly pulling it up so he might be rid of it much more quickly than he had been last time.