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"Angus, the man who survived in the jungle, made his first appearance on television just days ago, recounting his hardship in the jungle and the struggles of coping with the loss of his parents." The television presenter's voice rang throughout the living room. A clip of Angus walking out to the stage for the interview played as the presenter continued on talking. "Angus was discovered only months ago by Evelyn Miller and her team on an expedition to study the isolated island. With the purpose to studying nature, instead they found Angus, who is now believed to be dating Evelyn. Their recent split is now confirmed to be false, as they worked out their issues." Evelyn frowned at the TV, her grip on Angus' hand tightening. "Where they hell did they get that information from?" She asked, her voice tight. "Why, did someone assume we had a fight? Unless someone shared this with them but who would do that? And who is this person confirming information? "It's okay," She heard Angus husky voice murmur behind her as he pulled her body even tighter to him. As they lay on the couch, Evelyn between Angus' legs, his warm breath hit her neck in small puffs as he talked to her. "I just don't get where they got that from?" Her voice was concerned, it wasn't something serious however after Angus' TV appearance, he had been getting a bit more media attention. She glanced back at the screen, now seeing a camera crew walking beside Angus who was walking home from his session one afternoon. The news reporter was politely trying to talk to him with a microphone hear his story, but Angus only awkwardly smiled before speeding off into the grocery store, knowing they weren't allowed to follow him in there. The scene cut to when Angus left the shop, having seen Evelyn's car waiting for him to jump in after he called for her aid. "Do they really just assume we had a fight because we weren't seen together for a bit?" She asked dumbfound. "I don't care," Angus bluntly said. "I have you now, and it's all that matters." He wasn't even on topic anymore, but after finally having the talk with one another last night and understanding boundaries and limitations, Angus was now confident on not fucking up again.

"She, she touched me Evy." Angus mumbled. "I get basic touching is okay, but I don't want you leaving me again.' "Who did, Gus?" Evelyn asked with a smile on her face as she turned her attention from a stir fry on the stove. She looked over at him, her smile dropping as she saw her wild man, usually so loving and confident, looking confused and even guilty. "Today, at the session. Her hand touched mine." Evelyn felt really bad for him now, still not having cleared up boundaries. She knew now they were going to talk. Quickly, she turned off the stove as the food was ready and walked up to him. His large frame looked down on her, eyebrows furrowed as she hugged him, not keeping her eyes off his. "Let's talk now, yeah?" He nodded his head, reaching behind to find her hand. He intertwined her fingers with his, a soft smile at seeing the huge comparison between their hands. Gently, he tugged her down towards the couch He knew the touch of a hand wasn't a big deal, but he wanted to be honest and not hide anything from his Evy. "So, touching hands." Evelyn stated. Angus looked blankly at her, and nodded his head. He was annoyed she pulled away from him. "If I go like this," Evelyn placed her hand on top of Angus' hand momentarily, before taking it back. "That's okay. Any minor touching is okay, no matter who it is." She watched him nod his head. "It's when the touching gets inappropriate or is unnecessary, or uh, sexual, that it becomes a bit of an issue." Once again he nodded his head. "I am so sorry, Evy." His words sounded so heavy. Even just thinking back onto what he did had him feeling ashamed. He still felt the guilt, and he still had no clue how to make it back up, 100%, to Evelyn. "I know you are, Gus." She said softly. He reached forwards to pull his Evy close to him, loving the feeling of her being close. His skin felt little tingles when she placed her small hand on his cheek, her thumb moving up and down the definition of his sharp jaw. "You didn't know better, I never told you anything. It just really fucking hurt when I saw her, and I didn't know what to do." She looked down at her lap "I feel guilty none of us told you what you can and can't do, and most importantly I feel horrible for just leaving you to manage on your own. But I just needed time to think about everything." She confessed. She felt him place a hand on her chin as he softly coaxed her to look him in the eye. "You, have nothing to be sorry for." He said softly. "But I do, I am sorry. I know I need to, uh. Make it up to Evy, you again. We just need to talk about everything." Evelyn nodded her head, feeling her throat tighten a bit, emotion taking over. No tears came to her eyes, however Angus knew the look in her face when she wasn't okay Without a word, he picked her up and onto his lap, her body sitting on him. "I love you," he said gently, looking in her eyes. "I love you." She whispered back.

"You know what I love?" Evelyn questioned. "Me?" Angus bluntly replied. He was rewarded by a poke to his hip, but a grin from his girl, the ultimate reward. "No, silly." She said, poking her tongue out "What is it then?" He questioned, tapping her leg. "That you so easily change the conversation. "Uh Evy, that is trait of mine. So you do love me." Evelyn loved that now Angus was building on his knowledge, he was good enough to keep a logical conversation. Sure, she missed his jungle talk, but it was nice being able to talk about lots of things. "Just because I love a trait, doesn't mean I love the person it comes from." She played back, watching the glint in his eye. She watched in anticipation as Angus stood there, nodding his head deep in thought. She knew he was planning something, something physical because he resorted to being physical when he knew he couldn't outsmart her. "While you think about that, I'm going to get a glass of water." Evelyn said, thinking she was one step ahead of his plan. But Angus was wild. Any plan she had, he could always determine it by her body language. He saw the calculating look in her eye as he nodded, how she tensed after a moment and realizing he was up to something. His hands tightened on her hips, squeezing slightly as she tried to wriggle her away. "If Gus wanted you to stay here?" He raised an eyebrow. "Gus doesn't have a say, otherwise I'll be thirsty." She challenged back. "What if I, still said you can't." "Then I'll, I'll. I'll go sleep at my house tonight." She threatened. Angus knew it was an empty threat, and Evelyn knew he knew. He observed her shoulders sag slightly, but Angus played it to his advantage. He dropped his hands from her waist, and gave her a peck on the lips. "Okay." Evelyn stayed seated on his legs, looking at him strangely. "Okay?" She pushed herself up and hurried to the kitchen, grabbing her drink bottle off the counter and filling it with water, wondering what game Angus was playing at. As she turned back around, Angus' tall frame wondered into the kitchen. She watched him suspiciously as his arm flexed as he reached up to grab a glass from the shelf. He filled it, took a drink, and put it in the drain tray "Okay." Angus said, crossing his large arms over his chest, leaning back against the counter. "Okay?" Evelyn murmured, feeling confused. She walked over to him, standing in front of his towering body "Hi," Angus said, looking down on her with a smile. "You're weird." She commented, her bottle placed on her bench. She reached forwards and put her hands on his chest, her legs either side of his crossed ones used to support him. Angus' only response was a lazy smile. Evelyn narrowed her eyes at him, but it was too late. Quickly, Angus reached out and pinned her against the counter, her small body now trapped. Her heart beat increased, anticipation flooding her Angus gaze was solely on her, not moving off her body. The look started at her eyes, then darted down to her lips. Then it trailed down her neck to linger around her chest. She jumped as his hand slowly trailed a line from the side of her torso, all the way down to her waist to her his hips had trapped her against the counter. "Mmm," Angus mumbled, his tracing hand now holding her lower back. She felt her body flush, her cheeks heating as his eyes rose back to hers. His eyes, so brown and so beautiful, looked intently at her making her feel like the only person in the world. "Jump," he mumbled. Both hands gripped her strong thighs and pulled her up, leaving her to sit on the countertop, his body flush between her legs. Evelyn hands rose, falling to rest on his shoulders lazily, a finger playing with a loose strand of hair. "You know what I love?" Angus murmured, his hand running soft, electrifying lines up and down her spine. "What?" She mumbled, completely in his trance. "When you play with my hair. "So you love me?" She said with a teasing smile, using her arms to pull him in closer. "No, I love something you do." He retaliated. A small laugh escaped Evelyn's lips, one of disbelief he was playing her own words against her. "Just because I love something you do, doesn't meant I love the person that does it." "You sure?" Evelyn said, pulling particularly harsh on the strand. She watched in awe as Gus closed his eyes, a small groan leaving his lips from the feeling. The sound was enough to make Evelyn feel good. "Because, I can always just stop." She dropped the softer hair, watching as his eyes remained closed. As they peeled open, they were dark and intense, full of want. He moved in, his lips seeking hers but he growled when she squealed and ducked away "You don't love me." She teased. "Evy," he warned, loving the playful side to her. "Nope," she shrieked again when he went back in for another kiss. "Gus, stop." She laughed her body squirming. She had no chance though, he was much stronger and they both knew they wanted it. But at the moment, it was the game. It wasn't harsh and it wasn't evil, but it was Angus' ultimate plan They were both laughing, the small girl squirming on the bench as her boyfriend attacked her with kisses. "Angus," she laughed. Her stomach hurt as she wriggled around, trying to make his task even more difficult. "Evelyn," he murmured, his husky voice sending a shiver down her spine. "Fuck, you're so hot." Evelyn said bluntly, pausing her wriggling. She had frozen leaning back on the bench, her arms keeping her torso off the countertop as Angus' torso was practically lying on top of her. "And you're fucking gorgeous." She let out a shaky breath. He was so sexy, so amazing and hers. She reached up and cupped his face, forcibly bringing his lips down to hers. He groaned, finally being able to kiss her properly. Angus wasn't satisfied though, he craved more. He pressed his lips harder against Evelyn's, his tongue swiping against her bottom lip. When he wasn't granted access, a warning growl vibrated in his throat. He felt her lips curve upwards and into a smile, her lips staying tightly shut. He felt air exhaled from her nose as she silently laughed. As much as he loved Evelyn in her playful moods, he craved her. His hand slid slowly up her body, softly skimming over her skin in the way he knew made her shiver and weak. When he felt a shudder, his teeth softly nipped at her bottom lip showing his impatience. He felt her retracting entirely from his face, and his eyes shot open. He was met with his grinning beauty, playfully looking at him. He couldn't help but have a small smile too, skeptically looking at her "What?" He couldn't help but ask. "Nothing." Her reply was sweet and to innocent, immediately making Angus aware she was up to something. He watched as her hand reached for his shirt and pull him back down. His eyes closed in anticipation. He felt the warm puff of air on his lips, but the relief of her lips on his was never reached He peeled his eyes open, well aware of the slight flush to his cheeks. As soon as his eyes locked on hers, gone was the sweet and innocent look replaced by an evil look. He didn't have enough time to react until he felt the cold liquid on his neck and upper chest, the water bottle clutched in Evelyn's hands. There was a look of mischief on her face, observing the grey material now clinging to his torso. "You looked a bit hot," she couldn't help but giggle. He stayed looking down on her, frozen in his spot. His girl was a minx, a playful, devilish women who loved to play with him. But the best thing was, he loved being a pawn in her game, because he always ended up on top. He pushed himself back off her, his eyes never leaving hers. Stood between her legs, he reached for the hem of his shirt, slowly peeling the clingy material from his torso. Evelyn bit her lip, her mind running wild from the beautiful man in front of her. Angus knew the effect his body had on her, how she became flustered and couldn't help but stare. He knew, because he felt the same way about her.