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Date Posted: 14:38:37 03/06/06 Mon In reply to: Kaley 's message, "Poor Kj" on 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 truthfully there was really a moment there she didn’t think it was going to happen. Feeling Alec slump against her, his head pressed to hers, she lifted her arm so her hand was resting behind his head, her fingers lacing into his hair. ‘Relax, just a little longer, please Alec… for her, she needed you to keep yourself composed’. She really wouldn’t be happy if he did end up ‘losing control’, the hallway was worse then the classroom. The classroom was at least mainly empty; the hallway would end up giving them a much larger audience. What audience you ask? Well hmm of lets just say every student in any classroom around them, and anyone passing through. Okay maybe there weren’t many students, most didn’t seem to bother attending school, but let’s be a tad bit weary okay? And maybe he wasn’t quite ‘that’ savage, but still she didn’t fully trust him, and should she? Probably not. She knew him to well, and the moment she had felt his hand at her waist, the straining of his weight against the waistband she knew exactly what he was thinking. Frame shifting, turning so she broke free of him her fingers intertwining with his, and using that to pull him forward and down the hall. Damn it they had to find an empty room, before Alec lost it, and ‘had enough’ and ended up jumping her right there in the hallway. Alec saw the room first, why didn’t this actually surprise her? His sudden change of direction came with out warning, and caught her off guard, giving her no time to react meaning she had no choice but to stumble after him, and into him. Gasping lightly as their bodies met, her arm wrapping firmly around his neck to steady her self the best of her ability Which just probably made it easier for Alec to shift her, stumbling a bit again, her back hitting the wall rather roughly gaining a low hiss of pain as it happened. She didn’t have enough fat on her really to be thrown around like that, nothing to cushion her. But her thoughts were soon taken off the pain, as she felt his lips, head tilting upwards, her back pressed to the wall, her lips melting into his in a deep kiss. Though she still kept a fair amount of control behind her actions, they weren’t quite out of the hall, and the eyes of strangers, and therefore not yet out of ‘danger’. As stated this was illegal in so many ways, and he was in enough trouble at the moment… didn’t need more so soon. Not when the guardianship of his sister was on the line. She raised her hand gently to rest on his chest, waiting for the door to ‘give’ before she pushed him forward sharply. Her arm that was still wrapped around his neck, being used to help her ‘stumble’ forward with him, as they staggered through the door way, weight shifting back pressing to the door so it slammed behind them. Grip on the sweatshirts loosening now, she slowly allowed them to slip from her arm, to land in a pile forgotten at their feet. Arm that was still laced around his neck tightened now, pulling him closer to her, so his hips were once more pressed against hers, causing a low gasp to escape her. Now that they were alone, she let any form of control she had been managing to show, slip away, and crash around her. it was no longer needed, so she promised no more torture for either of them. Arm dropping from around his neck, hands softly and slowly skimming down his sides until her hands met his waist. Resting her hands at his hips for a moment, her head tilting up more to deepen the kiss, as she hooked the tops of her fingers into the waistband of his pants, giving him a tug forward by it, causing a muffled moan to rise from her throat, as his body pressed up against hers. Her breath speeding a bit, the closeness of their hips exciting her, as she could easily feel how excited he was even through his thick sweatpants….which only frustrated her more. But she controlled herself, and instead trailed her fingers around the waist band of his pants, and slipping gently up under the material of the sweater. Fingers hooking into the bottom of the sweater, she slowly ran her hands upward and over his sides, as she slowly slid the piece of clothing upwards. Hands slowing briefly, as her lips hesitantly parted from his, she quickly gave the sweater the final tug over his head. Arms dropping away from him, and back to her sides, lips once more finding his, she once more allowed herself to melt into him, her grip on the sweater tight, as it hung forgotten at her side. The kiss was kept soft, light and tender as her grip on the sweater slowly loosened, her fingers untangling from the material as she just allowed it to fall forgotten at their feet, joining the other two discarded garments. Shifting her self once more, free hand slowly reaching up to rest at his cheek, the other hand slowly slid up his frame, fingers softly crawling over his bare arms until it came to a rest at his shoulder. Slipping her arm around his shoulder, she closed the distance she had made to remove the sweater. Pulling him closer to her, so his body was once more pressed up against hers, leaving her ‘trapped’ between him and the door. Lips slowly leaving his, she placed a soft trial of kisses down his chin, her hips shifting to purposely rub up against him, causing her kisses to slow as a low moan escaped her. Nipping gently at his chin, a heavy breath being released against it, she held back another soft moan, her attention faltering for a moment before shifting once more this time to his throat. Lips lowering to his throat, her hand that was at his cheek now slowly sliding down to rest at his shoulder.* “You have to learn to control yourself love… You are going to get yourself arrested” *words mumbled out lowly though the kisses, as they slowly turned into nips, as she trailed kisses down his throat to his shoulder. Her attention seeming to focus on the same area he had been focusing on, on her, the sensitive area where the shoulder and neck met. Adding a sharp nip to the sensitive spot, her actions morphed from nips to sucking. Hand that was at his shoulder shifting, fingers wrapping around the sleeve of the shirt she gave it a sharp tug, moving it out of the way to the best of her ability. Groaning lightly in frustration, other hand running down to bottom of his shirt, she lifted that too over his head, leaving him shirtless. Attention once more turning back to the now enflamed flesh, tongue caressing it gently. Lips once more finding his, hand falling to rest at his shoulder, she pressed to his shoulder, trying to coax him to move backwards and deeper into the room. He didn’t need the ‘coaxing’ though, and at the lightest hint of pressure he was leading them both back into the room, and away from the door. Sharp breath being taken at the feel of his fingers brushing across bare flesh, pulling away from him, making it easier for the shirt to be pulled up and over her head. Mostly bare arms moving to lace around his neck once more, her frame moving to press to his, lips just brushing lightly against his* “I love you…you know that?” *words whispered out softly, voice husky. She did love him, despite people’s obvious doubts. It amazed her still, even after all these years that she actually was with him. She had to be the luckiest person in the world, for she knew with out a doubt he returned her feelings. Sometimes she wished there was a way she could truly show him how happy he made her… and truthfully she sometimes felt he doubted that. he couldn’t help her breakdowns… she wished he could realize that… thoughts broken as she rammed into a desk, as she had earlier, a soft oomph escaping her as she just ended up pressed up into him. Head tilting up, smirk dancing across her lips as she looked up at him. Ha his turn to be pressed to the damn thing, see how comfortable it was. Then again, she was to light to do anything… and he tended to be stronger then her, so it probably wouldn’t bother him as it did her… oh well. Amusement flickering briefly though her gaze, almost as if saying ‘maybe we should pay more attention’, though the words were never voiced. Arms remain loosely wrapped around his neck, kiss being pressed to his cheek, before finding his once more. Eyes sliding closed, her frame pressing firmly to his as she let the kiss linger, keeping it soft once more. more rough draft [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |