Venla bites her lip, reaches with her legs and pulls Ilari even closer, closing the space between them. This time kiss isn't so soft anymore. It deepens every heartbeat until they are breathing the same air and both feel the same hunger. Without saying a word they start to undress each other. Ilari tucks Venla's shirt off. Venla puts her hands under his shirt, starting to pull it upwards . Things are about to get really intense when Ilari's phone comes alive.
– You got to be fucking kidding me, Ilari grunts when he recognizes the ringtune and reaches for his backpocket.
- Don't, Venla pleas and push her hands under his shirt to feel his skin.
- I need to, Ilari looks sorry and kisses her quickly. - If I don't she'll bugging me the rest of the night.
– She? Venla stiffens.
– My granmother.
– Oh.
Ilari answers and Venla can hear female voice speaking but can't make what she's saying.
– Yeah. Yeah. No. I'm good, Ilari says and talk goes non stop in the other end. -Mm? Ok. He replies and Venla finds her shirt and covers herself. The moment is gone and she takes a long breath in as she's getting second thoughts. Wow, what a timing.
– Gran, I'm all grownup. I don't – - No. Uh, what? when? The call ends and Ilari stares at his phone. – I can't believe this…
-What is it?
-My granmom is coming to visit. I'm so fucked!
Venla puts her shirt back on and feels shy and insecure for letting her feelings loose like that. She promised herself not to be so easy and here she was going head first making initiative and all.
- That was quite turn off, Ilari sighes and tucks his shirt into place.
– Mm, Venla nods. – I think I’m gonna wrap something to eat, she changes the subject. Ilari takes hold of her arm and pulls her back to his arms.
– Did you get scared? You look upset, he says and nuzzles gently Venla's neck.
– Sorta, she admits. Damn, that feels good.
- Hey. No rush, Ilari whispers into her ear. – Things started to escalate quite quickly.
– No shit Sherlock, Venla says. She can feel rather than hear Ilari laughing silently behind her back.
– What about I'll hang those artworks to the wall and you figure out what we are going to eat after that? He suggests.
– And then? Venla leans her head to Ilari.
- We could get back to that kissing part again?
– I kinda like that, Venla replies and Ilari kisses her neck. – And I like that too.
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