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Author: Kaley |
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Date Posted: 01:31:47 03/02/06 Thu Good, they made it out of the art room, and fully dressed to boot. She owed Alec for that one, because there was really a moment there she didn’t think it was going to happen. Feeling Alec slump against her, his head pressing to hers, she lifted her hand, softly lacing her fingers in his hair. Relax, just a little longer please Alec… she really wouldn’t be happy if he did ‘lose control’; the hallway was worse then the class room. bigger audience…of hmm lets say every student in any class room that surrounded them. Frame breaking free of his grip. She knew him well, she knew exactly what he was thinking, and even through he might not be that ‘savage’ she still didn’t fully trust him. She reached out though, fingers intertwining with his, using that to pull him forward, down the hall. Searching for an empty room, before Alec ‘had enough’ and jumped her right then and there in the hallway. He saw the room first, why wasn’t she surprised? Anyway his sudden change of direction caught her off guard, causing her to stumble after him, and against him when he suddenly stopped. Arm moving to wrap around his neck, stumbling back a bit as he moved her, her back hit the wall roughly, gaining a low hiss of pain from her. There wasn’t enough fat on her to toss her around like that. back pressed to the wall now, lips melting into his in a deep kiss, still a fair amount of control behind her actions, they weren’t out of the hall yet. Hand raising to his chest as she heard the door give, pushing him forward, her arm that was still wrapped around his neck causing her to stumble forward with him, stumbling through the doorway, her weight falling back into the door as she closed it behind them. Letting the sweatshirts slide from her arm now, falling in a pile at their feet she tightened her arm around him, pulling him closer so her hips pressed to his, causing a gasp to escape her. Now that they were alone, any form of control she had managed to exhibit crashed around her, it was no longer needed. Arms dropping from around his neck now, hands softly skimming down his sides, until her hands met his waist. Slipping her fingers gently under the material of the sweater, she slowly slid her hands upwards, brushing over his sides once more as she slowly slid the clothing upwards with her, slipping it quickly over his head. Arms dropping away from him, the sweater hanging loosely in her hand, all but forgotten as she leaned up to kiss him once more. Grip finally loosening, her fingers untangling from it, as she just let it drop to their feet to join the two discarded sweatshirts. She kept the kiss light for now, a hand slowly reaching up to rest gently on his cheek, as her other hand slowly slid up his side, fingers crawling slowly up his bare arm to come to a rest at his shoulder. Arm wrapping around him pulling him closer to her, so his body was filly pressed up against hers, leaving her pressed between him and the door. She slowly broke the kiss, her head shifting so she could trail light kisses down his chin. Frame purposely rubbing against him now, as she nipped at his chin, heavy breath released against it, holding back a light moan, as her attention shifted to his throat, taking advantage of the newly exposed skin, the hand that had been at his cheek sliding down to rest at his shoulder* “You have to learn to control your self love…. You are going to get yourself arrested” *words mumbled lowly through the kisses, as they slowly turned into nips, her attention slowly moving to the same area he had been working at on her. softly reaching her goal, the area where the shoulder and the neck met. Adding a sharper nip, she shifted her hand that had been resting on his shoulder, fingers wrapping around the sleeve she tugged it gently out of the way. Lowering to press a kiss to the spot, before she sucked gently on the sensitive flesh, a low groan of frustration coming as it ‘got in her way’. Pulling back from him using the fingers that were entangled in the sleeve to give it a soft yank, her other hand slipping up under it sliding the shirt up with her hand, slipping it over his head, leaving him only in pants and shoes. (what i have so far rough draft) [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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| Re: Poor Kj | kaley | 14:38:37 03/06/06 Mon |