Yet Another Change Adjustment

A small blush crept onto Emily's face as she looked at him. Her eyes lingered on his lips before she ducked her head, hiding her face against his chest to keep him from seeing her smile. Emily couldn't believe it; she just kissed Renard. Of all the impossible things that could have happened did, and it filled Emily with joy. She struggled to find something, anything, to say, but her thoughts kept going back to the kiss. Since Emily couldn't come up with anything better to say, she decided to state the obvious. "We....We just kissed." she mumbled, her voice soft against Renards chest.

Renard began to laugh. He couldn't help it; the whole scene seemed so surreal, and with what Emily said, it just struck him as funny. "Yes, yes we did," he replied, smiling as he tipped her head up to look into her eyes, happy to see a return smile on her face, knowing that she didn't mind what had just occurred. This really happened, something that Renard could not believe. It was hard enough for him to make friends, and now he was sitting here on the dorm couch, a pretty girl in his arms, and there wasn't any screaming of terror. It was grand, that was for sure. "I guess that seals the deal on the cafeteria visit, huh?" he murmured softly to her, pulling her close to him and kissing her once more, losing track of everything in the room but her.

Emily sighed softly against his lips, happily kissing him back. This time though, she was a little more daring and pushed her lips against his. She didn't push hard against him though in fear that she would do something wrong, but Emily did not let the thought linger in her mind for long. The only thing that mattered to her right now was who she was laying against and kissing; the person she had been falling for since the day they met.

They kissed for awhile longer, just laying together in each other's arms on the dorm couch. It wasn't long after each kiss was broken that a new one formed between their lips. Not much was spoken of in that time: there really wasn't any need for conversation now. This just seemed too perfect to Renard, but it was visibly happening, and he couldn't have been more happy. If the world had ended right then and there, that would've been the way to go. Night was falling, but he didn't want to get up, not with Emily in his arms, not with her lips against his. Only one quick glance to the floor let him know of time's passage: their shadows, held in twine, lay on the floor, making another smile cross Renard's face before he pulled Emily closer to his frame. This was perfect.

Emily lost track of time in his kisses. She enjoyed the feeling of being so near him, laying in his arms, her lips pressed against his. It seemed like forever when she finally came back to reality. The dorm had grown darker around them; their shadows stretched out in front of them on the ground. With this in mind, Emily kissed Renard one last time, letting her lips linger against his before she pulled her face away from his. Emily glanced up at him, a bright smile on her lips as she snuggled up in his arms. "It's getting late.." she finally mumbled, a small frown playing on her lips. She knew that soon she would have to leave Renard so they could go to their separate rooms. "Lights out will be called soon.."

Renard knew lights out would be called soon: it didn't mean that he wanted to realize it, though. He sighed softly as their lips lingered, finally moving away, though she still snuggled close to him in his arms. "Yeah, you're right... We should at least check out our rooms sometime tonight." He laughed softly, but it ringed of emptiness, not particularly thrilled at having to let her go. Still, there wasn't much choice now, so reluctantly he removed his arms and let her out of his grasp, slowly standing up and looking down at her. "We're still on for the cafeteria, right?" It would be good to at least remember that. It'd be like... it'd be like a date. Was their café adventure a date too? Maybe... no, it probably wasn't. This would be, though. A smile crossed his lips despite himself, though he had to remember he was heading to his room very soon.

"Oh course. I wouldn't pass up a chance to see you." Emily told him. She got off of the couch, standing up beside him. As she did so, she glanced at her watch; 10:54. It was later than she had expected. Emily tried to think back to where the time had gone and all she could think of was sitting there on the couch, kissing Renard. A small frown touched her lips as she looked up at him, standing so close. "I...guess we should both go to our rooms now." she said; at a loss on whether to give him another kiss and hug before she left, or what.

Renard nodded, their movements hesitant as they stood there, as if waiting for the other to make a move. Finally, Renard decided to act, pulling Emily into his arms and kissing her again, not a deep kiss, but not a soft kiss either. It was just a regular kiss with a touch of tenderness, held for a minute that felt like it was stretching ad infinitum. When this final kiss broke, Renard had a smile on his face and flushed cheeks, happiness coursing through his body. If this was how every night ended, he could get used to it... for a little while, anyway. "Goodnight, Emily," he breathed softly, smiling as he slowly, reluctantly let her go and moved towards his room. He gave her one final, longing look before entering his room and slowly closing the door. He would sleep that night, but the girl with the pretty green eyes would not leave his mind.