Now, I'm not too sure, but I thought I heard him say "evening." as I passed, but from the awkward silence after my reply maybe I'd imagined it! What made it worse was I stopped walking as I did reply, but looking back, I'm very glad I did.
"Hey." I said in reply. And I waited for what seemed like an eternity.
"Hey." He replied queitly, looking back to were his friends would have been.
We stood there for a few minutes, probably both feeling very uncomfortable, and just before I was about to carry on into the park, he asked;
"You er...not from up here?"
I smiled, "From down south." I said, noticing his accent wasn't as thick as most peoples I'd heard.
"Ah, I'm from London. Here for Uni."
That's all I needed. Conversation in the bag. We chatted for a few minutes, his name was Ian and when I told him mine, I'd just said "kit", it's easier than the odd explanation of Kitsune.
After talking about train journeys and crappy Southern towns, he asked if I wanted to walk around the park with him, and of course, I accepted.
My mind was already racing forward, thinking of a dark cock, the size it might be, hoping if it went that far that he wouldn't freak out at discovering this girl had a dick...It's all quite worrying and exciting at the same time. We stopped after about ten minutes, and sat down on one of the wooden benches, a faint glow of light from the street light behind us, glaring through the trees that littered the area.
"You're really hot." He said, pulling the legs of his jeans a little to straighten them, he was probably trying to adjust himself or make me aware he wanted them off.
I smiled in reply and tilted my head slightly, I hope it came across as cute, it definately gave him the idea to lean over kiss my cheek.
Now that was sweet. It's not often I think that of guys.
He didn't move away afterwards, he kept his face only inches from mine and knowing he wanted me to retaliate, I moved in and licked his lips, from the bottom to the tip of his nose. Like a cat.
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