Around the worlds 2 - Tiptoe

Michela tilted her head, missing to see the connection between the two points. But then she smiled. "Sure. Your bed or mine?" She asked with a purr.

"How about yours ?" he asked her. "There's less mess hanging around ~" he said, as he gently pushed her towards her own bed.

"Ok ok", Michela said, going to her own bed and sitting on it. She peeked on his bed, and she could still see his bag on it. She tried not to think about his notebook, but she failed and a fond smile formed on her lips.

Neos looked at her, arching a brow. "What's so funny about my mess ?"

"Nothing, you're just messy", she said immediately, sticking her tongue out to him, pulling him down on her bed.

Neos rolled his eyes. "Please, I can't be perfect, I had to have at least ONE bad side," he joked happily.

Michela looked at him, a smug smile on her face. "Suuure, Mister All-Good-Sides. For now you didn't show me all of those, do I have to believe you on your word only?", she asked, kissing him lightly.

"Please, you wouldn't like me back if I weren't perfection embodied," Neos said with a dramatic tone, while posing.

Michela huffed. "If you really were, I'd find you incredibly boring, not to say irritating to no end", she said, pinching his nose with a small laugh. "Wait, you /are/ irritating! Maybe you are near perfection", she added, grinning.

"Woohoo," lauged Neos, with a nose-y voice. "Eh. Why would you even like me, then? I mean... I'm not the sexy, manly type. I'm even a bit small and skinny."

Michela smiled, letting his nose go. "Manly and sexy goes with taste, you know? Men come in different shapes. And you happen to be to /my/ taste." She let her hand wander on his cheek. "And if you ask that, then I ask you the same. Why should you be attracted to me? I am not soft and warm, I don't have lots of curves, and my skin has an awful color."

Neos laughed kindly. "Yeah. But you're cute. And trust me, you're hot," he told her with an arched brow. "I mean, I've seen you coming out of the bathroom. Wowie ~"

Michela laughed. "Hot? You really have weird tastes, huh. But apparently we both have, so that's ok~" She traced a pattern on his chest. "You are hot yourself, you know. You aren't bad in your underwear~", she said, smirking again.

Neos smirked. "Eh. Thanks," he told her as he kissed her softly once more, slowly caressing her hip.

Michela kissed him back, her hand making its way in his hair. She lightly caressed his head, nipping his lower lip with a smirk.

Neos slightly grunted against her lips, but he didn't protest much more. After all, he felt a bit sleepy, now. Sleepy, and safe, and relieved. And... he hadn't had the best sleep during the last few days, in fact. Maybe that was why he was slowly drifting away.

Michela ended the kiss, feeling him drifting away. She snorted, wanting to make a remark on how overwhelming his passion for her was in that moment, but she decided against it. She caressed his jaw lightly. "Goodnight", she whispered, rolling slightly to the side.

Neos mumbled a vague answer, before he slowly drifted into sleep by her side. He felt rested. Peaceful.

Michela got up feeling a bit stiff. Sleeping in two on a bed meant for one maybe hadn't been one of her best ideas. She went to have a nice shower, taking all of her time. After all, Neos was someone who slept soundly!

Neos woke up a bit before Michela came back, since the bed felt oddly cold, without her. In the meantime, he just rolled onto his back, and stared at the ceiling.

Michela came back, hair still a bit damp, a towel covering her. She saw that Neos was awake, and stopped, leaning on the bathroom's doorframe. "Oh, look who's awake. Morning there", she greeted him with a smile.

" 'Morning," said Neos with a wide grin. "Wow, you showered again? Guess you couldn't stand sleeping next to me, uh?"

Michela laughed, walking up to him and sitting on the bed. "Nah. I was just a bit cranked up. I don't think you noticed, but the bed is quite narrow for two people. And what's better for muscles if not a hot shower in the morning?"

"Mh, I can give nice massages, you know," he told her as he stretched his way up. "You can ask me, next time ~"

Michela smirked. "Aw, does this mean I busted my chance for a massage today? What a shame." She stretched a bit too, humming when she felt her muscles moving nicely.