Alaska shivered lightly as she felt his hand move across her bare back, letting out an almost soundless moan. She listened to him as he spoke, moving her hands to cross over his shoulders and let her forearms rest on them and her hands dangle as he did so. Smiling when he finished and winked at her, his words began to make Alaska think about possible other places as well. It wasn't as if the bed was the only place they could do it. Would the floor even be too uncomfortable?

Alaska couldn't concentrate on the questions much longer, for he pressed his lips to hers again and she returned the kiss. Feeling him thrust his hips against hers, she could feel his lust now more than ever and her lips broke from his a moment to let out an automatic moan that only lasted one exhale. She immediatly pushed her lips back to his, but she knew it wouldn't be much longer. Breaking away for good, Alaska slowly released him as she pushed herself off the couch and stood. Turning around and beginning to slowly walk to his bedroom, Alaska smoothly unbuttoned and unzipped her shorts and walked out of them, revealing her lower half of undergarments. Taking off her socks, she reached the doorway and looked over her shoulder at him seductively, curling her index finger repeatedly in her direction alluringly.

Alaska felt like she was falling asleep in Jared's bed, though she didn't exactly want to. His arms were wrapped around her and she faced away from him, her back against his chest. She kept her breathing even, giving herself a few moments to rest and think before facing him. There was something about Jared that Alaska liked, past the sex and physical attraction she felt towards him. He was such a chill man and one too many times had Alaska always had the opposite of that. But it was as if she didn't just want to have sex with him and that be it. In some ways, she even thought it could be more than that...

No, she thought quickly. I could never get in too deep with someone - strictly physical, maybe friends. And that's exactly where their relationship had stood: friends with major benefits. Alaska tried not to let it bother her anymore and finally decided to let her consciousness be known. Twisting around so she was then facing him, she let her fingertips trail lightly up and down the defined arm that held her and she smiled up at him.

"Well, that was nice," she said softly.

Alaska kissed him back a short moment before he answered her, and the words seemed to be some great compliment and she stifled a giggle. Being girly with him wouldn't help her situation at all. Thankfully, he sat up, though in a way she wanted to pull him back down, she sat up quickly as well. Clearing her throat, Alaska threw her legs over the side of the bed, grabbing her undergarments from above the blankets. Standing up and slipping back into them, the silence that filled the room almost seemed awkward and slightly uncomfortable, but she refused to break it.

Turning to him at his words, she swallowed, knowing he really wasn't implying anything and was legitimately asking what they should do. Alaska was so unfamiliar with the question and its context that she didn't even know how to answer it. She stuttered out a few beginnings of sentences she couldn't finish and shut her mouth while she actually tried to formulate a real sentence.

"I'm...um...just going to go drink a bit," she muttered, then left the room.

Alaska walked into the other room a bit awkwardly and found her strewn shirt. Pulling it over her head and on her torso, she stood still. Thinking about drinking now almost made her gag, which was very weird. Alaska never got hangovers that quickly. Come to think of it, she didn't really get hangovers anymore. Why was her stomach churning, though? Sighing heavily, Alaska just stood, not exactly knowing what to do and she bit her lip.

Whipping around at the sound of Jared, she gasped almost inaudibly, being startled out of her lazy trance. Swallowing, Alaska quickly shrugged and shook her head quickly. "Nothing," she said all too rapidly. And she knew immediatly it was the wrong thing to do. She recognized her reaction as being that of a child whom was caught in the act of some terrible accident and denied their responsibilty.

Biting her lip again, Alaska's head bowed slightly as looked down and picked her fingernails, hoping Jared wouldn't catch anything.