Oops?

Seeing how ticklish Ryan was, Tal can't help but keep it up, wondering how long she could last. He wasn't going to give up either.


Hearing the ruckus from the kitchen, Eli tries to peek around the corner, but he's just too far away, trying to keep the steak from burning. "What on earth..." Ryan's laughter was about the only thing that kept him from abandoning the food all together. She and Tal were... having a good time? He shakes his head. Trust them, he did, but Ryan was definitely acting peculiar and Tal was apparently in a goofy mood. "Knock it off," Eli hollers. "Distract me and I'll burn supper!"


His words aren't even heard though. As Ryan slides down further on top of him, Tal keeps up the tickling, for no other reason than to just see when she'd give up. But it was him who gave up first.

As her lips brush past his accidentally, his hands come to a screeching halt, cradling her sides. With all of the laughing and moving around, he was a little breathless and his heart raced even faster now. Staring up into Ryan's eyes, he doesn't dare move. Had she... had they just... was it....?

He swallows hard. It was the first time he realized he could smell her sweet shampoo and her lips had been so soft and warm, even if the brief encounter had been a split-second accident. His eyes don't leave hers.

"Um... it..." He swallows again. "It's great. I mean fine. I mean..." Heat comes to his cheeks. He realizes his hands are still around her sides but he's almost afraid to move them away now. His gaze flicks back and forth from one of her eyes to the other and back again. His voice comes out in almost a whisper this time. "You could always try that on purpose just to see what happens."