Aura spent almost the entire next week only leaving their bedroom long enough to scurry to the bathroom next to it, then disappear back to the bedroom the moment she had finished. It wasn’t that different from her old life, honestly. Social anxiety had always been a large part of her overall anxiety, the only people she ever felt even close to comfortable around were her parents, out of necessity, and Adan, out of love.

Adan had brought her her meals in the bedroom all week, though he was starting to find the routine a bit repetitive as well by the end of the week, and finally spoke up that Saturday. “So, was breakfast good?” he asked her after he had returned to the room to take her plate after she had finished.

“As good as it was the other times I ate it” she told him warily.

He just sighed as he looked at the door behind them, then back to where she still sat curled up on the bed. “Can I say something without you getting pissed off?”

“If you have to ask that, then probably no” she responded as she gave him a suspicious look.

He just faked a smile before moving to take a seat at the edge of the bed. “You haven’t left the bedroom for like a week, Aura.”

“I’m aware.”

Adan stifled another sigh. “As upset as that kiss made us, I’m pretty sure he isn’t planning on trying it again any time this decade at least. He seriously doesn’t even seem like he was trying to do anything but calm you down. Just in a really fucked up way” he had to add.

“So, you’ve spent all week getting all buddy buddy with him I assume?” she asked coolly.

“One, yeah right. Two, not really, he’s spent the entire week glued to the internet as though he was cramming for a final exam on well, everything. And three, don’t even go there, I will always be on your side. Always and forever. And four,” he added as he took another breath, “being trapped in this place with you is one thing, but lately it feels like I’m only trapped in here with him, and yeah, not cool.”

“So we just pretend like---” she began, only to have Adan move closer to her and place a finger over her mouth.

“I miss you. Do I have to fucking beg?” he gave her a mischievous grin.

“Adan, I...”

“Or will bribery work then?”

She scoffed, “bribery? Yeah gimme your credit card, I’ll head down to Rodeo.”

“Please, my bank probably got leveled, along with Rodeo, but... I’m sure I can find something else you might like” he teased.

“Really? Like what?” she retorted, trying to keep her expression blank.

That was when he stood again, giving her another mischievous grin. He then slowly began pulling up the front of his shirt in the manner of a stripper trying to con some tips out of their latest customer.

“Please Adan” she replied, though couldn’t help her small laugh as he began humming and playing at taking his shirt off a few times before finally pulling it over his head and tossing it to the floor.

“Tempted yet?” he smiled as he moved back before running his fingertips under the waist band of his pants. “I know you are... come on.”

“Would you stop?” she laughed again as he continued with his stripper impression as he moved backward toward the door.

“Laughing while you tell me to stop, and you keep on staring at me, while I do this?” he began pulling the pants down from his hips, exposing the tight black boxer briefs, “not very convincing.”

“You’re ridiculous” she smirked again, blushing as she covered her eyes, but only for a moment before turning them back to where he continued to wiggle his behind at her as his fingers touched the doorknob.

“You wanna see more? Do ya?” he teased.

“Ridiculous!” she repeated with another laugh.

“Then I guess you better follow me, huh?” he called back to her as he pulled the door open and stepped out into the hall, giving her one more wiggle and wink before closing it behind him.

“You’re fucking crazy!” she called after him through the closed door, though she was still laughing at his absurdity, as well as his confidence and willingness to do nearly anything that had gotten him all that success in his old life.

“Can’t hear ya, you better come out here!” he called back to her through the door, “only one thing left for me to take off after all.”

She giggled again as she got up from the bed and moved to the door, opening it a crack to see him still continuing his performance in the hallway, in his underwear. “You’re legit dancing in the hallway in your underwear” she laughed to him again through the crack in the doorway.

“For now” he said as he slowly began inching the waist of his underwear down.

“Ilian could step into the hall at any moment, you freak” she laughed through her words, though continued to stand inside the room, holding the door only open enough to hear, and see, her companion.

“Hey, I’ve already seen him naked. It’s only fair. And he might enjoy it. Maybe he’ll try to kiss me instead of you next time. Oh!” he said as he began pulling the underwear down his hips.

“Stop it!” she exclaimed through a giggle. She finally stepped out of the bedroom and into the hall to quickly reach out for his hands, stopping him from actually going through with removing that final article of clothing, revealing as the clinging material already was over that perfect body of his. A body which he obviously knew he possessed; as well as how to use it to get exactly what he wanted.

Though now that she was out of the room, and within his grip, he turned the tables and pulled her into his arms, covering her mouth in another passionate kiss as he gently pressed her back to the wall as the kiss continued.

When they finally came up for air, he remained holding her in his bare, darkly tanned arms, pleasantly trapped between the wall and his nearly nude body. Upon catching her breath, though still wearing a smile, she looked up at him. “I thought you wanted me out of the bedroom. Now you’re in your underwear, and kissing me like that? Your plan might just backfire” she warned him playfully.

“Oh, look who’s manipulating who now” he smirked down at her.

“Am I manipulating you, or just giving in? This is what you were trying to tempt me with, isn’t it?” she smiled up at him as she squeezed him in her own arms, which were much paler than his due that Native blood that sprinkled itself throughout his family tree.

“So, uh, if I take you right back into that room and have my way with you on that bed, which of us actually won this battle of wills?”

“Both of us?” she offered with another giggle.

“I think you may be right” he agreed with a grin as he scooped her up into his arms and took her right back into the bedroom he had been trying so adamantly to remove her from only moments earlier. But plans do change.

That last article of clothing of his didn’t survive the journey across the room to the bed after all. Nor did Aura’s shirt. And as they reached the mattress, and she slid back to lay upon it, his hands reached down to remove her pants and panties in one motion. Now both completely naked, Adan followed her to the bed and immediately lay above her, taking her mouth with his once again.

She couldn’t help smiling through the kiss as she felt him hardening against her thigh. The mere fact that he did indeed get aroused by her touch after all made so many of her previous fears about his actual attraction to her wash away every time they were intimate with one another. Though they had only engaged in full intercourse on the night he had taken her virginity still, there had been plenty of other moments of indulging in other forms of intimacy in the two weeks since.

And Adan assumed this would be another of those times when they did ‘everything but.’ So he began moving his mouth down from hers, over her neck, breasts, stomach and lower. Just as he began kissing that tiny patch of hair between her thighs, he felt her hands in his long locks, coaxing him back up to look into her eyes.

“Pretty sure you stopped me before the best part” he breathed through a smile once they were looking into each other’s eyes once more, as he balanced himself above her body.

“Did I?” she spoke breathlessly as well, then parted her legs even farther, her hands trailing down over his back.

As her hands reached his behind, she pulled his hips closer. Close enough for his erection to press against her waiting wetness. “Well this could lead to... things” he told her hoarsely, trying even harder then to keep himself from giving into the urge to lower his hips and enter her again at last.

“It’s OK” she whispered as she kissed him, raising her hips just enough to cause the tip of his penis to now slide just inside her. “I’ll just take another aspirin later” she smiled and kissed him through the grin of pleasant surprise he now wore.

“You’re sure?” he asked, his brain struggling to retain even the willpower to ask that question right then.

In response, she just pulled his hips closer, sliding him the rest of the way inside her with a pleasurable gasp from both of them at the sensation neither had truly felt for two long weeks.

It was lunch time before Adan finally emerged from their bedroom. Ilian was once again in the living room, sitting at the computer, taking in every bit of information he could find. He looked up as Adan entered the room, now wearing just a pair of pants. But more surprisingly than that, he was leading Aura into the room by the hand. She was now dressed in a long t-shirt and Adan’s boxers.

“Morning, or well, afternoon” Adan greeted Ilian with a bit of a guilty smile as he looked back at Aura, giving her hand a gentle squeeze to coax her into actually entering the room with him.

“Adan. Aura,” Ilian greeted them with an understandable look of surprise at seeing her again for the first time since their last heated encounter in that same room.

“Who wants to get lunch ready today?” Adan asked Aura as he gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek, both of them trying to ignore the way Ilian continued to watch them inquisitively.

“Well I doubt he’s any better of a cook than I am,” she told Adan as she tilted her head slightly toward Ilian.

“Was that a vote?” Adan teased back.

“You seem to be in a better mood,” Ilian interjected. “Both of you” he added more quietly.

Adan smirked as he looked back at Ilian. “Yes she does seem less tense and stressed out, and more relaxed, doesn’t she?” he gave her a knowing grin. She gave him a glare to keep from smiling. He then chuckled and gave her another quick peck. “Guess I’m doing lunch then,” he stated as he finally relinquished her hand and headed out of the room once more, leaving Aura and Ilian to just give each other a mutual look of distrust.