A World Without Sun discussion

((Rp in Yula and Brogan's room))

Yula led Brugan into their room, "wow... That's a big bed.." She pointed out with wide eyes.

"I don't mind." Brogan said.

Yula smiled playfully and finger his hair, "and why's that?"

"More room for us." Brogan said. He looked around. "We could fit a punching bag over there." he added, pointing to the corner.

She looked over at where he was pointing, "cool," she nodded and wondered what happened to her horny boyfriend. She pointed to another area in the room, "we could put a crib there."

"Definitely. Maybe even two." Brogan said, hugging her and walking her over to the bed.

Yula looked at him confused, "two?" She asked.

"Two." Brogan said, laying on the bed. He took off his shirt. "Two." he said again.

She sat on his lap and kissed him gently, "y-you want a baby?" She asked surprised.

"Why not? If we don't break up after the first one, why not have a second one?" Brogan said, shrugging.

Yula's heart jumped with joy, she would love that. She touched his face gently, she didn't want him to leave her and she didn't want to leave him; but she wouldn't say that, "are you sure? That's a big responsibility."

"Positive." Brogan said, pulling her head close to his and kissing her.

She ran her hand from his cheek to his hair; combing threw his thick strands of hair. She brought her other hand up his chest, over his shoulder, and around to his back.

Brogan pulled back for a second. "We should probably let my sister know we're sharing now." he said, sliding Yula's shirt up a bit.

Yula blushed, "should we go find her now?" she asked and kissed his neck softly.

"Matty, lunch, back here. Well, fun, Matty, lunch, and back here." Brogan said.

"Oh?" She asked as she brought her face close to his, "and what kind of fun were you thinking of?" She asked in a teasing voice.

Brogan answered by slipping her shirt off and tossing it across the room.

Yula giggled and helped him take off his shirt too. She kissed him softly and leaned forward so he would fall onto his back.

Brogan fell back and unbuttoned his pants. He slid off his pants before helping her with hers.

Yula smiled threw the kiss and undid her bra and took it off, fallowed by her underwear and then she helped him out of his boxers.

Once totally undressed, Brogan ran his hands over her body, remembering each indent and flat surface of her silky smooth skin. As he slipped part of him in her, he wrapped his arms around her, tight.

Yula blushed and moaned softly. She combed his hair with her fingers and rocked her hips. She kissed down his neck and across his chest.

Brogan laid his head back, savoring the pleasure. He reached to play with her breasts.

She kissed up the other side of his neck and along his jaw line. She watched his face and smiled, happy he was enjoying it.

"I love you." Brogan whispered before flipping her over and taking control.

She moaned as he moved her, "I love you too," she whispered as she ran her fingers across his back. She was amazed by how safe she seamed to feel when they were in this position.

Brogan kissed Yula's forehead as part of him slipped back and forth in her. "I love you more." he whispered.

Yula wanted to argue that, but considering how long he liked her and all he had gone threw, she desired not to and pulled his lips to hers as she tried to hold her load moans from escaping.

Brogan kissed her deeply. They would last a long time.

((You wanna do a time skip? I'm going to class soon and don't want people looking over my shoulder and watching my type this stuff out *blush face*))

((Sure.))

Brogan got up and looked at the time. "We should tell Matty we got a new room now." he said.

Yula ground, to tired and pleasure, "do we have toooooooo," she wined.

Tired from pleasure*

"Yes." Brogan said, not getting up either.

Yula looked at him tiredly, "I love you," she whispered.

"I love you, too. I suppose we can tell her later. She's busy anyway." Brogan said. "I should shower before we go anywhere." Brogan added.

Yula nodded, "I need one too, wake me when your done," she requested as she closed her eyes again.

"Okay." Brogan whispered, forcing himself out of bed. He looked around and realized he only had the clothes from before, so he just grabbed those to change into after he showered. He showered, brushed his teeth, got dressed, did his hair, and finally walked out. He went over to Yula and gave her a kiss. "Your prince has come to tell you to shower." he whispered

Yula giggled, "welcome crack," she kissed him softly and got out of bed. She had her shower and looked in the mirror. She wondered what her hair would look like shorter.. She picked up the clippers and started cutting her hair.
She walked out of the bathroom with a towel around her, her butt length hair now just above her chest.

Brogan did a double take. "You cut your hair." he stated. He shook his head. "Where to, beauty?" he asked.

Yula hugged herself 'he doesn't like it..' she thought, "maybe we could go get our stuff? And move it all in here? Then maybe get some food?" She suggested as she pulled on her cloths.

"Sounds good. And I like your hair." Brogan said, smiling genuinely.

Yula made a face; he had only said that because she thought it, "k, thanks, lets go," she told him and walked to the door.

Brogan cocked his head slightly. What did he do? Brogan followed her. "What?" he asked grabbing her arm and turning her. "What did I do?" he said.

Tula shook her head, "nothing, it's fine," she kissed him softly as a distraction, "come on, lets get going."

Brogan frowned but followed. "Yula. Was it your thoughts? I try not to consciously read your mind." Brogan whined, begging.

Yula sighed, "I know... It just bugs me a little when you do it and I don't know," she looked at him and wondered if her thoughts would ever be privet from him.

"I'm sorry." Brogan said, hugging her. "Speaking of this stuff, do you have a power?" Brogan asked.