First Date || Kevanna
Dianna beamed at Kev’s reassuring squeeze, palm secure and electric beneath said touch, heart swelling. Every inch of pale skin he so decided to grace - lips to knuckles or cheek or anything, really - sparked comfortably, Di’s pulse skipping numerous beats and smile only widening further. Kevin’s later, suggestive trail of speech - hands resting and mischievous eyes in a meet - however, left Dianna giggling. “Yeah, you’d like that, wouldn’t you bee?!” she teased, cheeks brightly flushed at the… possibility.
But laughter again transitioned to tenderness, Di assuring she thought Kev’s picnic date idea to be “lovely”; such truth was punctuated softly, a gentle brush of full mouth pressed so near to Kevin’s same lips, it urged a low gasp from the now blushing boy. Dianna smiled, pounding chest erratic and giving her own sharp intake of lost air as strong grip threaded up into blonde hair. Inside, she were dying for relief - to at last kiss Kev fully. To close that final, heated distance - to never stop tasting him, wholly, warmly. It was torture— though she knew she must wait, quiet laughter escaping at Kevin’s dreamy state and pecking the edge of his mouth yet again before tugging away.
Calming a bit, Di settled back into leather seat as Kev revved up their journey, watching his face come alive as sweet conversation transpired. His promise of being “all hers” had Dianna, internally, reeling; it was so honest, so simple, so… loving. It gave Di immense hope for the remainder of their eve— and for everything else to come after. She could only continue to beam as he dubbed her “perfect”, beyond words and girlishly giggling beneath Kevin’s romantic intensity; it was subtle, yes. But enough to send Dianna’s mind into a tizzy, face glowing impossibly red and stare shining as she fought to hide beyond the splay of her free hand, playfully. But Kev’s second squeeze and reference to earrings left Di chuckling. “Yes please,” she cheesed, peeping over at him through still shielding fingers and smiling, touch dropped after. Dianna was so hopelessly, wonderfully gone already— she only hoped Kevin could see…
Though, within minutes, the pair arrived at earlier explained overlook. Di beamed, cheeky, as Kev leaned and unlicked the restraint of her seat belt free; with wide, affectionate hazel eyes, she watched her date race round, swinging open her passenger side door with ease. Giddy laughter escaped once more, Kevin helping from the car and Dianna offering a repeated, mock curtsy. “M’sir,” she razzed, Kev turning to retrieve picnic necessities and Di momentarily absorbing the beautiful, untouched nature of their surroundings. But Kevin’s giggled instruction had Di responding the same, ankles crossed, back resting to automobile and gaze adorably closed as she choked out an, “Okay…!” Dianna stood patiently, still smiling as Kev’s hustle echoed around her, not once peeking. But an eventual murmur and hold of her hands gave the all clear, stare finally lifting— and immediately overwhelmed by the sight that greeted.
Blankets arranged, a multitude of vegan prepared food resting atop their patterns… a small lantern and chilled wine close by, dinner accented by the sunset just to their right. Di was breathless - stunned, palm raised and resting to Kevin’s heartbeat in awe. “Oh Kevy… this is all— so… magical,” Dianna breathed, twisting a bit to glance up at him, smiling. Her thumb swept just so under the line of his collar gratefully, longing now more than ever to delicately kiss him in thanks… yet she spoke it instead:
“Thank you… really.”
A gentle tug of lower lip was applied as Dianna questioned his kinky little admission. “Would it be bad if I did? Because you have to admit… that would be pretty hot,” he smirked, confidence suddenly flooding back to him. The kiss, although not quite to his lips, but painfully close, had Kevin’s breath hitching; fingers twisting within silky blonde locks - the want of kissing her overwhelming his senses. He was trying to wait, but Kevin was pretty damn sure that this much alone time with Di would be dangerous as far as trying to go slow. Now that… he knew feelings were reciprocated, he couldn’t just ignore that desire. However… he would wait, just a little while - until they were at least somewhere more romantic than his car. Sighing contently at a second peck, dazed blue eyes glanced at her once more, before pulling off for their trek.
Dianna was perfect, and Kevin would ensure that she knew so. Side glances were cast her way as he noticed she hiding behind feminine fingers after such compliment. “Don’t hide your pretty face,” he playfully pouted, just before hand was lowered, and blushing cheeks - hazel eyes; were once again revealed. He chuckled at her eagerness of earrings again; maybe he would even do one better and buy a new pair… just for her.
The car ride was pleasant and full of laughter, as to be expected. It was amazing that the two always had something to chat about; they were comfortable, there was no awkward silence - and the rare quiet that did overtake them was comfortable— peaceful, reveling. Upon arrival, Kevin eased Dianna from the car and lead her to lean back upon it; had he a blindfold, he would have used it - a teasing prop for his whole “kidnapping” plot. But alas, closed eyes would have to do, and Dianna adorably complied - she so cutely leaning back excitedly in preparation. A small kiss was pecked to the back of her knuckles before Kevin swiftly headed to the grassy knoll and began setting up their area. Thankfully, all food had made it safely; wine remained chilled, and everything looked… as perfect as he had imagined it. Returning to Dianna, he sweetly directed her to reopen those glittering hazel eyes and take in the sight; hoping she would approve.
Her hand to his heart jolted said organ to race even faster; Kevin’s own hand rested atop of hers gingerly, he blushing as she voiced approval of the set up. “You don’t have to thank me, Di. I’m just really glad you like it,” he tenderly replied, skin lightly shivering in pleasure at the feel of her thumb’s graze. He wanted to kiss her undeniably bad now. And… they were no longer in the car; both had longing looks in their eyes… he was going to go for it, and hope that she was okay with that. Gently, Kevin’s free hand raised to Dianna’s jaw, tenderly brushing a strand of hair to tuck behind her ear. A delicate sweep of thumb over rosy cheek; then carefully, he cradled her face with warm palm, bringing her closer to him and ghosting his lips over her full, sweet ones in a simple kiss. Smiling, Kevin’s lips captured Dianna’s again, a little more firmly this time in hope that she would kiss him back. Her pout was so soft, so… intoxicating, and he was just… so head over heels already.
Dianna’s face heated further at Kev’s cocky retort, head shaking on a high laugh as she fought to dismiss kinky offer. “Oh my God— only you’d think so, Kevy,” Di bashfully teased, lower lip gnawed demurely after as she cast a jewel-toned side glance his way. Though she’d never admit it… she found the whole “tying up” thing to be… pretty hot, too. Yet joking sexual banter was soon abandoned, tension on the rise as Dianna swept forward - placing a sweet kiss so near to Kevin’s mouth as to leave the boy gasping in surprise. Unspoken want settled— she for him, he for her, strong hand slipping up into blonde locks as Di fought down bubbling desire and pecked his skin once more before (quite reluctantly) pulling back.
One thing was for sure— were she to get an actual kiss tonight… there would be sparks.
Calming somewhat, Kev having started their trek and laughter passing, Dianna was all beams; particular compliments paid left Di giggly, attempting to hide the reddened glow of her cheeks as Kevy continued their drive. However, his playful pouting had feminine hands dropped, Dianna still grinning in shy compliance and giving a girlish roll of the eyes. “Only for you,” she promised, reveling in the comfortable feel of their concluding car ride; at last arriving, Kevin’s intended location beautifully secluded and prompting a more… private eve, Di was ushered outside. Per Kev’s instruction, she leaned unto the vehicle’s side. Hazel stare shut, smile unfaltering - widening only to allow a small squeak at the kiss ghosting her knuckles in momentary goodbye, Dianna listened in wait as Kevin set up their surrounding date night. Hands at last gripped, smooth, velvety tenor encouraging she open closed gaze, Di laughingly obeyed—
Just before being stunned breathless by the sunset dimmed sight. Picnic was simple, romantically accented, wine and lantern at it’s side… Dianna gasped out an approval, heart light… it was all so wonderful— Kevy so wonderful, she turning to tell him so in fewer, appreciative words. Beneath the rest of her palm to his chest, Di noted his pulse on incline— her own chest hammered the same, a quiet promise of, “I love it,” exchanged, she now drowning in those soft, sapphire eyes… Dianna swallowed - thickly, thumb distantly keeping pace in it’s smooth brush atop Kev’s collar bone on a shaky sigh… the anticipation was palpable, she mentally begging— pleading he finally dive in, having wanted for so long to feel those sinfully full, enthralling lips in their entirety…
Long, mascara coated lashes fluttered at Kevin’s touch, mouth slightly parting in excited awe as stray hair was brushed and rose colored cheek was then cupped. Inhaling sharply, fingers curling to broad chest and knees weak, Di met Kevy’s kiss on a lean. It was everything she’d dreamed, his lips tender, slow, burning, passioned motion working unto her own and sparking slight shivers to deliciously ripple along her body. Dianna’s back arched, she pushing herself impossibly closer to Kev’s frame, kissing back whole-heartedly, giving her all. Feeling her boy smile into the kiss, Di matched it, chuckling a bit (the sound adorably muffled) as, again, their lips pressed; suckling his pout, Dianna clung tighter, palms flattening to the planes of Kevin’s toned torso as she peppered a light nip and gradually— hesitantly… sensually, tugged away.
“… Okay—” Di managed to breathe, face flooded and smile bright, nose nudging his own as she lifted her touch to graze the side of Kev’s neck:
“That… was magical.”
