Going Home...

Chase ran for a long time until she finally reached the cave entrance to the city. Calmly, she morphed, and walked into the city. She sighed, heading through it to a small door that was locked. She pulled out a key, and walked into a rather modern set of rooms for the city. Her own place of residence. She walked in, and collapsed on the bed.

Drew followed after her, his breathing hard once she was at the cave. "A cave?" he asked himself, still walking forward. He followed her. Should I go in? Or not. As he thought be became even more uncomfortable, finally taking the chance to look around. "Wow." he breathed, his hand resting on the knob. That was what caught his attention. The hesitation was now gone as he opened the door, closing it behind him. "Chase?"

Chase sat up on her arms quickly, staring at him. "Drew, what are you doing here?" she asked quickly.

"I followed you. Your fast." Drew laughed softly. Reluctantly he went over to her, sitting on the very edge of the bed. "Why'd you run?"

"So I wouldn't get shot, and get you shot with me..." she replied calmly, laying back again.

"True." Drew shrugged, looking down at her. "Nice place by the way." he smiled, gently taking her hand and playing with her fingers. A habit.

Chase smiled at him, and sat up. She shifted to sit in his lap, and hugged him tightly, letting her head sit against his chest.

Drew smiled to himself as he wrapped his arms around her. He rested his cheek on the top of her head, his eyes closing. They soon opened as he lifted her chin so she was looking at him. He leaned towards her, his lips barely brushing against hers.

Chase wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him passionately. She leaned back, bringing him with her on top of her. She giggled internally.

Drew laughed to himself, placing one of his hands beside her head and the other at her waist. He moved closer to her, the space between them now gone.

Chase kept her arms wrapped tightly around him. She kissed down his neck, lifting a leg slightly, and letting it hook around his waist.

Drew ran his hand down her cheek, neck, across her collarbone, drifting to her shoulder. He stopped there, a smirk tugging on the edge of his lips as she kissed his neck.

Chase smiled, and slid her hands to his shirt, hesitating, before she slid them down, unbuttoning one button at a time until they were all open. She slid back the two open sides, sliding off his shirt.

[She's wearing the shirt in this set

Drew messed with the strap of her tank top. He shifted so he was kissing her again, his mind racing faster and faster every second.

Chase kissed him back, running a hand over the open plains of his chest. She lid her arms back around his neck, running a hand through his hair.

Drew slipped his fingers away from the strap, brushing the down only a little. He slowly kissed down her neck, his eyes opening to look at her.

Chase opened her own eyes. She smiled at him timidly, kissing him gently, slowly.

Drew smiled back. He kept his lips at the hollow of her neck, his breathing even as it blew against her.

Chase ran a hand through his hair, not saying anything. She let her flip flops fall to the floor.

Drew ran his hands down her side, stopping at the hem of her shirt. His eyes were still on her, hesitant.

Chase kissed him gently, no hesitation, or nervousness in her actions. She moved surely, as she kissed him down his neck, over his shoulder and collarbone, her lips resting at the hollow of his throat.

Drew smiled, sliding his fingers up, her shirt sliding with them. He took it off, lifting her lips to his yet again.

Chase kissed him back, wrapping her arms around his neck. She was only slightly thankful for the lingerie style, rather small, black lace bra that was the only thing stopping her from being bare chested.

The hesitation was back as Drew pulled back. He looked down at her, his eyes going over her and back to her eyes.