smilestopscars | Room 210, Sunday Afternoon

Dirty texts were not efficient enough for right now.

"I was just wondering if you wanted to come down to make out with me."

That was efficient.

Sarah's jaw dropped just hearing someone ask Kathy that, never mind whatever her sister's answer was going to be.

"Just make out?" Kathy asked, laughing a little. "Ezra, are you feeling okay?"

Please don't have her on speakerphone, Ezra. Please don't say she was on speakerphone.

He didn't. Please, he had no need for speakerphone.

"Oh, just splendid. We can just see how it goes."

"I should really find out where my sister's wandered off to and make sure my parents aren't being horrible to someone..." Kathy said with all the enthusiasm those tasks warranted. There was a long pause as she wrestled with her sense of responsibility and her overall doneness with Parents' Weekend.

"...So we're either going to have to be quick or you'll have to help me come up with an amazing excuse why I didn't do those things, okay?"

"Well, you know me," Ezra replied, with an idle glance at Sarah, "I'm always good for either. See you in a bit, darling."

Sarah barely waited for Ezra to hang up before she was burbling questions. "Wait, she's really coming to make out with you? I can't believe you said that! I can't believe she agreed! What did she say? What are you always good for?"

"For whatever happens to be necessary," Ezra replied smoothly as he flopped back down on his bed. "Too many things to list here."

"Well, which two did she ask about?" Sarah asked. "Which two were those?"

Come now, Ezra. You knew how much Kathy liked to ask questions. Did you think her little sister would be any different?

Oh, he'd had no expectations. He just also knew he didn't have to give straight answers to anything he didn't feel like giving straight answers to.

(Heh. Straight.)

"This one thing, and this other thing," he said, and smirked. "Now, shouldn't you be making yourself invisible? Knowing your sister, she won't take too long to get here. She's very punctual."

"I've got ti--"

Just then, Kathy's voice floated through the door, much sooner than Sarah had expected her. But then, Sarah didn't know how fast her sister moved these days.

Squeaking, Sarah dove under the spare bed to hide.

"Ezra?" Kathy slipped through the door and raised an eyebrow at the sight of him sprawled out on his bed. "Looking as industrious as always, I see."

Ezra held up a finger, like that somehow conveyed that he had a point to make and also totally wasn't lazy. "Hey, I called you. That was industrious."

"We both know why you called me," Kathy said with a laugh, heading over to his bed. "And it has nothing to do with being industrious."

She perched on the edge where he was lounging and gave him a smile. "Hi."

Under the other bed, Sarah watched with wide eyes. She'd never heard her sister use that tone of voice before!

Ezra was probably not going to let her give her sister too much of a show. Probably.

He held out a hand. "Hello, sweetheart. Come closer."

Which was good because then Kathy probably wouldn't try to murder him. Probably.

Kathy laced her fingers through his and bent over him. "Yeeeees?" she asked, just a breath away from his lips.

Ezra gave her a little kiss.

Then he leaned up to put his lips close to her ear. On the side Sarah couldn't see, just in case, even though he also lowered his voice to a whisper. "Now, I would absolutely love for you to proceed with me through intense makeouts all the way to you riding me to a very satisfying climax," he murmured, "but I have to inform you your sister is hiding under Anna's bed."

See? He was only half evil.

It was all Kathy could do not fling herself away, screeching "What?!" and then dragging her sister out by her ear.

But she wouldn't. She would play it cool. Ignore the way her eye twitched for a moment, Ezra.

...Though he was probably more interested in the way her breath hitched when he mentioned her riding him to climax.

Ugh, why did little sisters ruin everything?

'Why?' she mouthed at him, shifting a little so her hair hung between them and the other side of the bed.

"Because I'm a mythical creature," he told her, very very quietly. "A guy you've kissed."

He ran his hand up along her arm. Completely innocent.

Sure. About as innocent as he ever was. Which was not at all.

She narrowed her eyes at his explanation--seriously, the little brat was getting dangled out a window--and then grinned. "Ezra..." she purred. "I know you called me down for makeouts, but I think--I think I'm ready for so much more."

"Really?" Ezra asked, making sure to give her a wide-eyed look. "Are you sure, darling? What a big step."

"Ezra...I know you want to wait until we're sure," Kathy said, cementing her position as Best Actress for not breaking into laughter in any of that. "But when you called me down here, I realized I wanted more. Much more. With you."

Where Ezra was finding the strength not to laugh, he did not know. But he appeared to have it.

Although he did run his hand to the small of her back. "Oh, cupcake. If you really want to..."

Kathy was going to owe him so much for his self-restraint. So much.

Hopefully unbridled hedonism some other time would make up for it?

"So long as you're sure," Kathy said, reaching out to cup his face with a gentle hand. "If you're still uncertain about being ready..."

Yeah, she was kissing him now, because if she didn't have something to do with her mouth at that moment, she was was going to ruin everything.

And that served the purpose of shutting Ezra up, too, because otherwise he would've been likely to whisper things to ruin her composure. He could only uphold a coy act for so long before showing his true colors.

But hey, kissing. He could do that. He could do that very well.

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