fh_trips | Kohala Coast, Hawaii | Evening | Sunday

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Kohala Coast, Hawaii | Evening | Sunday | February 20

As the sun gave way to the moon, the lights around the Big Island started coming on, brightening up the dark sky. Night falling just meant several new ways for the guests to enjoy themselves! A slight wind ruffled the palm trees but the temperature remained warm, making it comfortable enough to take long walks on the beach or just enjoy gazing up at the clear night sky.

There was still plenty to do, though! Nighttime activities were starting to swing into motion, music was wafting along the breeze, drawing people towards it's rhythmic sounds, and the smells of Hawaiian dishes were prevalent.

It was nighttime in Hawaii and the vacation had just begun!

[OCD is up! Guest Quarters | Resort Activities | Dining | Luana Lounge | Kahakai Bar Oceanfront | OOC This is going up early for maximum play time for all timezones!]

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"Yeah, but it's pudding," Nathan said, making a face. "It's not like fudge or hot oil or something. It's pudding. Your mom probably packed it in your lunch when you were a kid and now you're trying to make some poor bloke get all hard and uncomfortable in his pants with it. How naughty, Kate."

Kate rolled her eyes. "Only reason I've ever even done it is that I eat a ton of those little vanilla pudding cups, so occasionally being suggestive happens because guys are ridiculously easy like that."

"The next thing you're gonna tell me is that you enjoy squeezing pickle juice into your navel and letting a bloke lick it out," Nathan joked, smirking. "Pudding and pickles, the perfect bagged lunch now used for sexual enjoyment!"

"Ugh." That was a highly eloquent response, wasn't it? Kate looked out towards the ocean again, drank a few sips. "No."

"And why not?" he asked, amused. "Not a fan of pickles? What about oranges?"

"I don't play with food." Well, not with those particular ones. "If I had an orange I would throw it at your head."

"And you think I would sit here and just let you assault me with fruit?" Nathan asked, shaking his head. "I'd dump my colorful drink down your back."

"Please, I'd be running before you even realized what had hit you," Kate told him with an amused glance over at him. "Not like I'd announce I was gonna throw it at you before doing it."

"I think you'd be throwing it at me so I could peel it and squeeze it out onto your stomach," Nathan said, smirking over at her. "You want me to make orange juice on your belly. It's au naturale!"

"No, I'd be throwing it at you in the hopes that it'd shut you up for a moment," she retorted. "Either by knocking you out or by distracting you."

"What, you don't like when I talk?" Nathan asked, frowning over at her. "Why not? My accent is fucking adorable."

"Your accent is nice and I do like it when you talk," Kate replied with another amused glance. "But you keep talking about me wanting to rub a bagged lunch all over myself, so excuse me if I don't like all of what you say."

"Hey, you started it with the seductive pudding talk," Nathan pointed out, shrugging. "At least I didn't bring mayonnaise into it."

"And you pretty much talked your way out of the chance of getting a pudding demonstration," Kate said with a brief pout for how sad that must be for him. "Too bad."

"Yeah see, I don't know if I could take that seriously," Nathan said, shaking his head. "You'd start licking the pudding and I'd immediately start thinking of lunchtime at primary school and then I'd just start feeling like bit of deviant."

He paused.

"A deviant in an illegal way."

Kate shook her head. "Nah, see, I think you'd just see the licking and nothing else," she mused. "I mean, it's kinda basic boy science."

"But I am not a basic boy and I do not follow the typical rules of science," Nathan said, shaking his head. "Try again, Katie from the Midwest."

So there, Kate, so there.

"Ha ha, Nathaniel," Kate replied dryly, then took a sip of her drink again. "I think you are pretty basic, though."

"And why is that?" Nathan had to ask. "Because I like sex?"

"Because you don't even pretend not to," she shrugged. "You flaunt the qualities most dudes try to pretend they don't have. But it's those qualities that make a basic guy."

"Oh, Kate, you don't really know me at all," he said and reached over to bop her nose with a finger for that one. "Your observations and analysis are cute but yeah, that's really fucking superficial. Try again next time."

Kate wrinkled her nose, more as a reaction to getting it bopped as anything else. "Wasn't trying to analyze you," she claimed. "Just saying what I see, in a pretty generic way."

"That your way of telling me I've got no depth?" Nathan wondered. "Sounded like a pretty basic analysis to me."

"I just said it was generic," Kate pointed out. "As in, the analysis lacked depth. No real comment on yours."

"And now I'm asking you if you think I have depth," Nathan said pointedly. "Tell me true, Katie, or I'll be pissed."

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