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Post by Sydney on Feb 23, 2010 0:39:36 GMT 10
If the first time he'd kissed her had been unexpected, this time was anything but. Sydney had seen his intentions before his lips had pressed to hers, and she was alot more prepared for it, parting her lips the instant his tongue pressed to them, pushing her body closer to his in response to his fingers touching her skin.
She didn't want to scare him off, and so Sydney simply brought her hands up, wrapping her arms around his neck so as to have something to do with them, concentrating more on kissing him at this stage than trying to overwhelm him in any form.
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Post by lysander on Feb 23, 2010 8:57:57 GMT 10
When her mouth opened, Andy took his chance, running his tongue along hers. She tasted amazing. He couldn't quite place it, but he knew that he liked it, and so continued to move his tongue around her mouth, kissing her deeply as his hands slid up her back. He couldn't stop himself; her skin was so soft, so inviting, that he wanted to feel it all, and he wanted it all now.
Okay, so maybe he was being a little selfish, but he didn't often get to kiss girls as attractive as Sydney was, and he wasn't going to waste it.
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Post by Sydney on Feb 23, 2010 9:12:54 GMT 10
Feeling his hands on her skin, Sydney pushed against him a little more, hands snaking upwards just slightly to tangle in his hair, pulling his face closer to her own. She was enjoying this alot more than she had been working on her collage, and it was a great way to pass the time, in all honesty.
Sydney was, for those reasons, glad that he'd taken the leap and kissed her first. Hell, she was glad that he'd come looking for the pen in the first place, because even more he'd began kissing her he was doing a wonderful job of keeping her entertained.
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Post by lysander on Feb 24, 2010 14:09:56 GMT 10
When she pressed against him, Andy groaned, satisfied by the contact and beginning to move them backwards towards her bed. Over the glitter and passed her pens, he kept his hands on her skin and his lips pressed to hers. He liked kissing, and he liked kissing someone where there were no strings lingering and attached to his every move. He didn't know that he wanted to sleep with her today, but he did know that he would be sleeping with her soon, if she would let him. He was blindly trying to lead them to her bed, hoping to get there soon, to give her the attention he wanted to.
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Post by Sydney on Feb 24, 2010 14:17:32 GMT 10
When he began moving backwards, Sydney stumbled after him, not wanting to be left behind, since it would mean breaking the kiss. She, however willing to follow him, however, had standards, guidelines, rules that she liked to follow, and with those in mind she knew that he wouldn't get in her pants today. She wasn't even sure that he'd get in her pants.
Sydney didn't have a problem with sex, she just had a problem with having sex with people she didn't really know. If he wanted to sleep with her, he'd have to earn it, and she was determined to keep that thought in mind as she allowed him to lead her where he pleased. At the very least, she was determined to try.
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Post by lysander on Feb 25, 2010 0:44:21 GMT 10
Lysander continued blindly leading her until her knees hit the bed and she fell back on it. When their lips parted as a result, he was breathing heavily, desperately wanting more, and so he grabbed her hips, pushing her body up the bed and climbing on top of her, kissing her again, though more roughly this time. Suddenly he couldn't control himself, and his hands slipped under her shirt, his fingers running along the smooth skin of her stomach, then her rib cage, then finally, her breasts. He kneaded them gently as his tongue battled hers for control in her mouth, his hips pushing down against hers.
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Post by Sydney on Feb 25, 2010 0:52:54 GMT 10
When Sydney fell back onto her bed she watched Lysander standing above her as she realised how uneven her breathing was already, her mouth longing to have his pressed against it once more. It was in that moment that she subconsciously realised that keeping the promise she'd made to herself was going to be harder than she'd first thought, not that her brain would accept that.
When he crawled over the top of her she quickly grabbed a hold of the tie he was wearing, pulling his body closer, keeping it there as she kissed him furiously, moaning softly when his hands started roaming over her smooth skin, and a little more loudly as they came in contact with her breasts. When his hips pushed down on hers a wall of butterflies began to grow in her stomach and she felt her cheeks heat up slightly, despite not wanting him to stop.
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Post by lysander on Feb 25, 2010 2:34:05 GMT 10
To Lysander, all of Sydney's skin felt heated, so he didn't notice her warming cheeks, kissing her more passionately and getting lost in her scent. Grinding against her more roughly, he began kissing down her neck, his hands firmly squeezing on her breasts. They were the perfect size, in Andy's opinion; he didn't like breasts that were too big, preferring a good shape to them, and some sort of response, when they were touched. Without fail, hers were the best he'd laid hands on, and so he continued to pull and squeeze them gently, loving every second of it.
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Post by Sydney on Feb 25, 2010 3:36:46 GMT 10
Sydney couldn't contain the moan that escaped her mouth as his hips ground down on hers more roughly. When his lips moved away from her own, she tilted her head to the side, giving him better access to her skin as she moaned a little more freely, hungry for him and her body continued to react to his touch almost automatically as she steadily grew hotter for him.
Sydney could have laid there all night for him, but having said that, she still didn't feel he was close enough, but when she pulled down on his tie it did absolutely nothing, and so she abandoned that avenue in favor of grabbing two fistfuls of his shirt, tugging him downwards so his body pressed against hers just that little bit more.
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Post by lysander on Feb 25, 2010 15:11:16 GMT 10
As she pulled him closer, Andy slipped his hands around her to her back, pulling her closer in response, making sure their bodies were pressed fully together. He wanted to go further, but he didn't want to push her too far, knowing that girls got testy when boys tried things like that right away. Instead, he just continued kissing down her neck, choosing a spot on which to gently bite down, then suck on gently to soothe it. He also continued to move his hips against her, pleased with her response the last time and trying to get it again.
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Post by Sydney on Feb 25, 2010 15:20:24 GMT 10
Sydney was relieved that he apparently wanted her just as close to him as she wanted him to her. As his teeth bit into her skin, she let out a soft gasp before sighing as he began sucking on the patch he'd bitten, tangling her hands through his hair and holding his face where it was, tilting her head back just a little more as yet another moan escaped her past her lips in response to his grinding.
Sydney had never been caught up in weirder circumstances before. She'd never gone from being about to loan someone a pen to having them all pressed up against her and kissing like what they had, and if she was completely honest with herself, she'd admit that she really did like it.
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Post by lysander on Feb 25, 2010 15:52:14 GMT 10
Andy loved her moans, and her body was amazing, so his hands slipped down her back and wormed under her pants, trying to gauge how far she'd let him go. As his hands slipped lower, his mouth and hips worked harder, his tongue darting out over her skin, wondering if he could overwhelm her into letting him do what he pleased, and hoping that he would be able to.
His fingers dug into her flesh - not breaking the skin but applying pressure - wanting her to know that he was there and he wasn't planning on going anywhere.
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Post by Sydney on Feb 25, 2010 16:04:34 GMT 10
'Oh God, Andy' Sydney murmured quietly, moan half over taking her voice as she arched her hips up against his as his fingers dug into her flesh, causing the feeling in her stomach to grow.
This really was going to be harder than she'd first thought, and she was beginning to realise that now as his hands roamed about in her pants and his lips and tongue moved over her neck, causing her to push his face against it a little more, gasping softly at the feeling of what he was doing to her began to overwhelm her gradually.
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Post by lysander on Feb 25, 2010 16:08:54 GMT 10
Andy knew that she was getting closer and closer to letting him do what he wanted, but he wasn't sure he wanted it like this. of course, he wanted her, but he wasn't sure that this was how he wanted her, because strangely enough, he didn't want her to regret anything later.
The thought had him trying to pull his lips away from her skin, though he had a hard time doing so, since she had a vice-like grip on the back of his head. Sensing that even if she didn't want to sleep with him, she wanted to let him go even less, Andy continued gently assaulting her neck with his mouth, her hips with his, and her skin with his hands.
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Post by Sydney on Feb 25, 2010 16:15:55 GMT 10
Hoping that he wouldn't stop, that he wouldn't go anywhere, Sydney let go of the grip she had on the back of his head, instead letting her hands roam down his torso before slipping under the material of his own shirt, trying to pull him closer than he already was, letting her own fingers sink into his flesh a little in her attempts and caring little about the fact that she was forcing his shirt upwards as she continued to try and do so.
Truthfully, Sydney cared little for clothing in situations like this, and she had no problem with losing it, even if the intention wasn't to have sex.
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Post by lysander on Feb 25, 2010 16:33:51 GMT 10
Andy, however, did have a problem losing his clothing when he wasn't intending to have sex, and pulled back, breathless. "Sorry," He said softly, "I shouldn't... uh, be... doing this..." He stuttered out, rolling off of her and getting up before righting his shirt. "We, er, hardly know each other, and I figure that before we.... well, you know... we should maybe... uh, get to know each other better, and maybe, uh.. yeah. We should wait a bit, I guess, is what I'm trying to say." He managed, loosening his tie, which had been pulled during their passionate exchange.
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Post by Sydney on Feb 25, 2010 16:40:52 GMT 10
Sydney was a little offended when he pulled away suddenly, and a little frustrated, but when the words began tumbling carelessly from his mouth she couldn't help the soft smile that spread over her face. She let him continue rambling as she sat and then crawled towards him across her bed, grabbing his tie once more and pulling him back towards her bed.
'Sit. Stay. We don't have to have sex, or even make out, but just stay' She told him, not wanting him to feel that she'd been using him when that really hadn't been the case. He was cute, and she enjoyed his company, whether his lips were attached to her or not.
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Post by lysander on Feb 25, 2010 16:48:00 GMT 10
Lysander nodded, sitting down next to her and placing his hands on his own knees, stopping himself from touching her again. He felt badly for having stopped, but it seemed necessary at the moment. Now, though, he was uncomfortable, needing to adjust his pants or do something about the tightness of them, anyway. She'd most definitely gotten him all turned on, whether she'd meant to or not, and now he was having trouble sitting on the bed of this beautiful girl with a raging hard on inside his trousers. The school uniform, after all, wasn't made for comfort.
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Post by Sydney on Feb 25, 2010 16:56:30 GMT 10
Sydney watched him silently as he sat with his hands on his knees and she couldn't help the slight frown that spread over her face. He wasn't comfortable, and she didn't particularly like the fact that she was the cause of his discomfort.
'Relax' She murmured softly, laying back on the bed and closing her eyes, hoping that he'd understand that she had no intention of pushing her luck in any way. If anything, all she wanted at the moment was company, and if it was in the form of Lysander then she was more than happy and satisfied.
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Post by lysander on Feb 26, 2010 1:21:38 GMT 10
"Easy for you to say," Lysander murmured, rubbing his sweaty hands on his trousers as he looked at her, eyes wandering as she laid her body out for him again. He knew, in his head, that she hadn't done it on purpose, but his body was telling him it was a signal that she wanted him on top of her again. He didn't act on it, despite wanting to. "You haven't got anything making your pants tighter." Thank god, because if those pants were any tighter I'd be ripping them off of you, He added internally, biting his lip as he looked away from her to help him restrain himself.
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