Forbidden Taste (Closed)

I didn't know what to expect as we walked back to the achool's parking lot. I mean I had heard rumors of some bad ass Jag in the lot but I didn't pay it no mind. I should have known that there was only one student it could have belonged too. As I stopped mid step when Elizabeth pulled put her Jag keys and I saw the stunning red monster for the first time, I could heard her grin. Yes I HEARD the grin.

She turned towards me and mocked me for having an eyegasm and I blinked before looking at her. "No I'm not. I mean I have a total eyeboner right now, but you are the only thing that gives me eyegasms." I told her with a smirk. Then in looking at her I shivered and gave out a fake orgasm grunt. "There goes another one." I teased.

Then she pushed the car keys into my hand and my eyes went wide. "Wait you serious? Me? Drive this?" I stammered. I wanted to protest, err not really, but I wanted it to look like I was going to protest. Except I couldn't because she was already slipping into the passenger seat.

Nervously I took my place behind the wheel and kind of caressed it for a second. Wanting it to feel comfortable before I stuck it in. The key into the ignition and pressed the button. The engine roared to life and I giggled. Again my hands ran along the wheel as I turned toward Elizabeth with a wicked grin. She seemed to be pleased with the look on my face.

I'll never forget pulling out of the parking lot and stepping on that gas pedal for the first time. It was like I unleashed the hounds of hell as the rpms shot through the roof and the car became a red streak down the street.

For 50 feet. Then I had to stop at a stop sign.


But then the engine roared as I launched the car forward.

For two blocks, then I made a ginger left onto my street. And the car veered towards the curb, four houses down where I put it into park and we were at my house.

I killed the engine and turned toward her. My heart racing. "That was epic!"
 
Lissa

A burst of laughter rang out, head up and eyes shining, would simply shake my head and marvel at the things that made men that happiest. Simple things, most of the time. "Epic is on the freeway.." Leaving bag behind, I hopped up in my seat as he opened the driver door and exited, following on his heels.

Yes the seats are leather. Yes I should not be walking on it, but this red baby was mere pocket change to replace.. This route let me stare at his ass in baggy jeans and ponder how round it was and when I'd get to sink my claws into it?

Damn rules.

Eyes rolled and mood nearly slumped but recovery was quicker than Jordan on the court.

"Show me around?" I bounced up next to him, following him towards his front door. His house was typical, not too small, not too large. Nothing like the monstrosity I lived in just outside of town. A huge modern thing the 'help' liked to live in. Secretly I prefer quaint to extreme. His home was.. charming. Homey.

"Did you live here with your mom?" Asked in a whisper at the front door as he stepped inside. "Going to be a gentleman and ask me in?" I hovered at the doorway, waiting on words to permit entry.
 
i blinked and looked back at her, figuring she would just follow me into the house but she was waiting for me to invite her in. Odd time for manners but somehow it made sense coming from her so I nodded and gestured her into the home, "But of course my lady, please come in and make yourself very very very much at home." I told her with a wink. I shook my head as I hut the door behind her, "I don't, no. My mom died a few years ago and my dad and I moved here afterwards for a fresh start. Well he needed a fresh start, I was too young to have much of a connection to the old home." I explained.

"Been just us guys for a while now. What do you think?" I asked her motioning her around as we walked through the living room, hallways, and the kitchen. "Not dirty at all for a couple of bachelors right?" I teased with a smile. I noticed her eyes moved everywhere, locking onto every picture, every item that she could pick up on through out the little tour.

She was so interested in things that I wondered if she would be back to rob us in the middle of the night, because I swear she was memorizing everything, every little detail. As I led her down the hall, I stopped in front of my room and looked at her. "This is where the magic happens." I said with a smile and opened the door. "I mean, if there was magic....it would happen here. Magic doesn't really happen though. But it could!" I told her.

My room was littered with a big bed in the corner, a simple desk complete with a computer AND television so I could browse Youtube while also playing Xbox. Along the walls I have a few posters, mostly of cool video game girls like Lara Croft, and a couple Warcraft characters. There is also a picture of KAte Beckonsale from Underworld because that leather outfit was jizz worthy. On my desk there was a very old picture of my mom and dad together back before I was born. My dad didn't like to look at it, but i liked to have ti so that i could keep some kind of memory of her.

"Well? Uh, make yourself at home. You want something to drink?" I offered.
 
Lissa

So many similar tastes, each photograph was a new face, but familiar. Head shape, jaw line, eye color and hair. One old black and white had a soldier portrait that resembled Brok almost to a freaky dopple ganger quality.

Like that word? It was overly used in Vampire Diaries, I know. But hey, it fits.

I saw enough to know that this family was truly decedent of Murdok, if it wasn't directly Aiden, it was relative base genetics anyway. Whether legitimately born and bred or not, Jason was related.

"Magic huh? You play wizard games I take it?" Curiosly looking about, but finding little with name on it, or names. Still, I followed him to his bedroom door and could not keep the smirk from my lips. "Dork." Teased affectionately, "Going to let me in or do you need a moment to hide your porn, lube and dirty underwear?"

Following him in, despite whether he had to hide shit or not, I plopped down on the corner of his bed and eyed his xbox. "Well... This is definitely your room.." Leaning back on hands cross the bed, I kicked a foot and waited to see if he'd come closer.
 
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I looked around, following her gaze around the room and smiling. "Yeah it is totally my room." I looked at her, eyeing her as she leaned back on the bed, propping herself back on her hands so that she appeared to be lounging, lounging and watching me carefully.

I stepped closer, beckoned toward her by her eyes. "Is that bad?" I asked, each step I took toward her made my heart beat faster and faster. I think I was supposed to make a move, right? Wasn't this the part in which I tried to steer her toward's sleeping with me? My balls tingled with the urge to have this stunning girl play with my dick, my throat felt dry as he sexual need filled my every fiber of being.

I tried to get myself to calm down. Not wanted to hype myself up for sexual relief when it probably wasn't going to happen. This road would lead me to disappointment and I didn't want to feel that metaphorical punch in the dick.

I moved over to her, looming over her as she leaned almost completely back on the bed, looking up at me with her hauntingly beautiful eyes. "Elizabeth....You are incredibly gorgeous. Everything about you is so hauntingly beautiful I think I might explode just looking at you." I told her softly, my voice fading into little more than a whisper.
 
Lissa

"I'm not going to sleep with you, Jason." Murmured as he near crouched over me, ready to pounce and making my blood boil. Jesus he could be sexy as fuck when he stalked me like that! The groan in my voice was a dead give away but he being a virgin most likely had no clue.

I can see the disappointment in his eyes as he tries to pull away but despite the laws and rules and knowing better, I grabbed him and kept him from leaving me entirely. "I can't... I can't explain why right now but it's a .. a bad time?" Let him think what he would there. Could be period lady issues, could be the pill or lack there of. Could be any number of reasons.

Yet I smile up at him and pull him closer so that he has no choice but to crawl atop the bed and over me. "But it does not mean we can not play a little.. IF you want to?" I let the hint of .. rejection sting twinge my words as I gave him my most innocent seductive smile. "We just met too, but I want to... " Brows knit and thoughts come and go, jesus his heart is racing and blood is pumping!

Its so god damned loud, its distracting me from my game!

"I want to taste you.." Growled out and I tugged a bit harder than I should but it brought his lips fully to mine. "Kiss me.." Purred out as my mouth opened and tongue snaked across his lips, battering to come play with me.
 
As I loomed ever closer above her, she uttered the words I had hoped not to hear but words I most definitely expected. There would be no sex today, tonight, or the near future. WE had just met, those words were true. Yet the burning need I felt for her wasn't one sided. There was heat in her eyes, even if her denial left my balls hurting, I still leaned over her ever closer.

I didn't realize that I was propped up on the bed over top of her, like a lion over his mate, until she offered a little sample. A taste of the pleasure we could have together. Her tongue flicked over my lips and I couldn't control my snarl. I looked down at her lush lips and pressed my lips to hers.

My first kiss, I couldn't believe it. With her! With anyone, but to have it be with her! Despite myself, my cock stiffened rapidly in my pants, but I was a good boy and made no other move except to work my lips against her sweet, silky soft lips. Those lips were everything I imagined they would be. Every pleasure her mouth working with mine could bring was only a fraction of what I could comprehend.

I shifted my balance to one arm, so that my left hand could come up and grab a handful of her hair gently, holding it against the back of her head so that she couldn't pull away. I groaned into her mouth, the wetness of her tongue there. The kiss seemed to transform slowly, becoming harder, almost violent and painful in the workings of our mouths. For a moment I thought I tasted blood, but so lost in the bliss that poured into my mouth I simply ignored it.

I swallowed out of need, not breaking the kiss, working my mouth around her tongue as she plunged it into mine, this would be the kind of thing that people would demand that we get a room if someone saw us. Even if our bodies weren't even touching....yet.

Something happened then.

I don't know what it was. Maybe the bliss and pleasure of such a mindblowing kiss had me black out for a second. But when I came too I was laying flat on the bed, with Elizabeth on top of me, looking down into my eyes in what I assume was amazement.

Turns out I am an AWESOME kisser.

* * * *

What actually happened to Jason and Elizabeth was something else entirely. Something with Jason awakened. As they kissed, Jason suddenly scooped Elizabeth into his arms and rolled onto the bed, pulling her on top of him. The strength and power in his arms as he did this, trapped Elizabeth and even with her vampire strength she could not have escaped.

Now stratling him, Elizabeth looked down to see a very different Jason looking up at her. "Hello Elizabeth." Came Aidan's voice. "So wonderful to see you again. Are you breaking the innocence of my decendant?" He teased with a wonderful and almost evil smirk.

Before she could reply, Jason was once again looking up at her.

* * * *

"Not bad for my first time?" I asked her.
 
Lissa

The damn mantra in my head was a buzz kill for me, making it hard to get into it with the nagging back thought of "DONT HURT HIM!" pounding through my head. And so I kissed him, deeper and deeper but did not pull him to me as I longed to do. Did not wrap my thighs about his waist and rub against him to draw him further into that haze.

The purple haze is what I called it. Much like Prince in the 80's, his music sexual and controversy as hell, lulling someone into that haze is a keen skill we're taught early after the Gift was bestowed upon us. Used it, cultivated it to a skill level far worse than that stupid Adam and Eve apple.

Yet, it was I who was gasping for air, it was I who felt the stab of lust rip my nether region into over driver. Sit up and demand some attention, NOW! It was me who tugged him closer, but it was that nagging voice that kept me from wrapping, from dry humping him into oblivion.

Fucking rules!

If I were going to be stuck in a limbo I could not fully enjoy, I may as well enjoy healing him a little.. right? Aiden gifted me, his blood being thousands and thousands of years old, was carried within my being and it's healing properties is the only thing that has kept my ass alive all this time Micah's been pursuing my ass. So why not make the most of it?

Or so I thought when I bit my own tongue and let him savor the coppery flavor of my kiss, my blood. But something changed in him the moment he swallowed our mixture. Something... amazing and frightening all at the same time!

He grabbed me, really grabbed me! Not some human weak fumble but a strong unyielding grab and flip to settle me atop him. Left me gaping down at a familiar face, a familiar voice that made my sex clench and my hair stand up along the nape of my neck.

"Hello Elizabeth." Came Aidan's voice. "So wonderful to see you again. Are you breaking the innocence of my descendant?" He teased with a wonderful and almost evil smirk.

I had thought merely to heal his eye sight and be rid of dark rimmed geek glasses and to thicken his hair back to a lively colour and healthy state that his fast food was robbing him of! I had a hunch, I was drawn.. i admit it!

But THIS!?

Okay okay.... What. THE. Fuck just happened here?

I was shaking, trembling like a wee babe. Stunned to near silent and my heart was racing wildly. I wanted him back! I wanted and grabbed Jason by his neck, cheeks and lowered to nearly merging within the poor guy's body.. I hovered over his face, my nose brushing his own as I stared deep into those eyes. Reaching to toss those horrible glasses out of the way.

Seeking. Sadly, not finding Aiden there in.

Fingers thread into his air, breathing still labored as I knew my thighs were clenching his hips and his cock was pressing thick and demanding beneath me.

Yeah, baby.. I want you too..

"Fuck..." Just drawn out phhhhhhhhhhhuuuuuuuck..

Titanic moment. Come back!

"Yeah..." finally followed that long drawn out, truly amazed FUCK. "Not b-bad at all.." Lapping my lower lip, I could taste my blood there. Little remnants of it lingered a wound already healed.. is that how I did it? It had to be! Only thing that made any sort of sense at all.. Did I give him enough? Not really, but I had NO idea what the fuck I was doing here.. So how the hell was I going to restore an Ancient? Could I even do such a thing? It was a fucking whispered fairly tale for fuck sake but I saw it, I felt him! Heard him.. I could still taste him, he was residing inside Jason!

But how the hell do I get him out?

"Do you feel different?" I couldn't help but ask him. Did he sense it himself?
 
Elizabeth for the first time since I had met her seemed...flustered. It was the last thing I had expected to see from her. But it warmed me almost as much as her sweet lips had warmed me. See all this time I thought this beauty was infalable. Unshakable. She always seemed in such incredible control of herself, to see her visibly shaken made her seem more human that she had ever seemed to me before. It was great.

The long and low fuck she breathed against my neck. The way her body and thighs seemed to press against my crotch. The feel of her hips rubbing her crotch against mine, as if she was unaware of my dick digging against her. It was a wonderful feeling, that only made me want more. But I would avoid mentioning it so that she would continue to keep herself pressed to my cock.

She loomed over me and looked into my eyes, asking if I felt any different. I blinked and looked around. My glasses had been knocked around so I paid no attention to my surroundings really. Instead i focused on the beautiful face over mine. "Well....i would say I feel horny. But I always feel that so that doesn't much count." I took a deep breath and thought about it.

Did I feel different? No. I felt good though, I felt really really good. Especially with Elizabeth on top of me.

"I feel really good though. I'm glad you came over." I told her, putting my hands to her sides and slowly rubbed my palms up and down her waist. "How do you feel?"
 
Lissa

"Truthfully?" Asked in a low growl, eyes moving from his eyes, Aiden's eyes, down to his full mouth and bottom lip. I really just wanted to strip us both naked and lie here, nibbling on that lip awhile. "Horny.." Nails bit into scalp as fingers tightened within his hair, looking once more into his eyes.

"Very, very.. horny right now.." For emphasis, I had to grind against him, my smile growing. "I think you are enjoying yourself too.." Voice heightened, lighter and more carefree. Smile spread and with great reluctance, I crawled off of him.

"Anything to drink around here?" I really didn't want him in pain and having blue balls all night, but I knew he'd jerk off sooner or later and it would be me in his thoughts. As it should be!

"I think.. Maybe we should find a movie and a drink and .. cool down a little before dad gets home.." Pointing to the clock and the hour. "I think we enjoyed kissing a little too much.." laughing as I slid myself down his body to the floor behind me, sliding down until his cock passed between my t shirt covered breasts before lifting off of him.
 
I looked at the clock that she gestured toward and I couldn't believe the time. My Dad would be driving up to the house any minute now. "Holy shit!" I said, propping myself up only to watch in delight as Elizabeth slid down my body, until my bulge slipped between her breasts causing my dick to surge in my pants before she pulled away and stood up.

Her words echoed through my head. The kissing had made her horny too, she had showed me that I had turned her on as well by that little display. God if only we had more time. I groaned and pushed myself off the bed, "I'm gonna need a bucket of fucking ice." I said, grabbing my crotch and shifting a little so that my zipper didn't rip my dick open.

I sighed and patted my thighs. "Well that was the best moment of my life so far." I told her with a smile. I moved towards her and reached up to press a finger to her nose. I winked and gave her little nose a nudge, "Want a Coke?" I offered, moving passed her to open my door.

Only there stood my dad, his hand raised as if he was just about to knock on the door. "Jesus!" I jumped back startled. "Damn Dad warning next time."

He blinked at me and said, "Sorry, I was just going to ask if you wanted to order a piz....." His gaze shifted to the other person in the room. His eyes widened as the most beautiful woman to ever exist stood in my room. "Oh hello there. Who might you be? Is Jason tutoring again?" He tried to find a reason for this girl to be here in my room. Kind of sad when even my Father didn't believe that she could be sexually interested in me.

I looked at Elizabeth with a look as if giving her the choice of what she wanted to tell him.
 
Lissa

I had heard the approach, the rustle of clothes and pause just outside the door, so it were not surprise to me that his father stood there, ready to knock. Truth be told, I heard the car too but I can't tell Jason that.

"Hello Mr. Stanson, an honour to meet you, Sir." Moving forward and around Jason's body to hold out my hand for the elder gentleman to take. "Jason offered to let me come over for dinner and meet his family, if that is alright with you?" My smile spread as he tried his best not to gape at me as his son had been doing, as everyone had been doing, for ... fuck, forever?

"I wanted to meet you before he and I went on our date this weekend.. It's been drilled into me to meet the family of any young suitors to be sure that they are honest young men and not a dangerous person." Relayed with practice as if speaking from a fatherly influence of my life, parroted almost perfectly. A blush kissed my cheeks at the inspection of the elder Stanson, as if I were.. maybe a bit off? in the head? Who knew.

"Your son is a sweet heart.." I turned to beam up at him as I knew he stood looming over my shoulder. Most likely hiding that raging boner from his dad's notice.

Again, who knew? Maybe he felt protective of me. Not likely but possibly with Aiden's soul lurking within him.. some where.
 
I felt like I was holding my breath. Actually I was holding my breath. To her credit, Elizabeth handled my Dad really really well. Not that I was afraid of my dad saying anything, after all he had expressed worry that I hadn't had a girlfriend yet. Still Elizabeth's words seemed to come from a woman from another age, so proper and so formal it was almost like it came from a different person.

My father cleared his throat and nodded, jerking his gaze away from her as if he found himself staring and it confused him. "Wow that was.....polite." He said slowly. Then he looked at look and shrugged, still confused that Elizabeth seemed to be here for me. Finally he smiled and held out his hand, "Pardon me Elizabeth you seem like a very.....very fine young woman and you are of course welcome to stay for dinner tonight, although I hope you don't mind pizza." He told her. "I'll go call in the order. You two wash up, and I'll call when it's ready."

He gave me a clear look as he walked away from the door and I let out my breath finally, slumping back against my desk. I looked at her and frowned, "Sorry about that. It seems if you hang around me, I'll force feed you unhealthy food." I sighed and looked toward the empty hallway, before getting back to my feet. "I believe I owe you a Coke."

As I led her down to the kitchen, I thought about what might happen as the night progressed with Elizabeth. It occured to me that there was a very good chance that Elizabeth might take my virginity, though I no longer had any hope it would happen tonight. Probably good and it would be nice to simply hang out and talk with her.

"There is good hand soap at the sink." I offered as I jerked open the fridge and grabbed her a soda. I took my own soda and looked at her carefully, fuck she seemed like stone, her face was flawless and regal. I had made out with those puffy sweet lips. Wow.

"Can I ask you a question Elizabeth? It's going to sound really strange but I just can't shake it." I watched her face carefully, "How old are you? I mean you sound so well read, and proper, it seems to go way beyond what a 18 year old should. Ugh....just forget it, stupid question. I'm sorry, you just emit this regal aura I almost feel like you are royalty or something."

I shook my head and said, "How about a better question. A more important question. What do you like on your pizza?" I asked giving her a goofy grin.
 
Lissa

"Pepperoni.." A wink, sly smile and wiggled past him to move back into the living room with coke in hand. Stopping in the hall between kitchen and living room, I waited for him to follow. We would have dinner with dad, maybe a movie? His father's room was far enough away to allow privacy.

So why was I resisting what I wanted so damned much?

"Anything good on T.V. tonight or are we .. studying in your room?" Spoke when he drew near enough to me.

"I am nineteen, not eighteen." Only a few centuries ago, anyway. "Well reading is a passion, it can take you anywhere, any time, any place.. real or imagined. It is far more rich to read literature than to watch the dumbed down made-to-fit-into-a half hour movie.. usually altered completely from the true written word.." Watched as his father made the order for delivery..

"Your dad going to flip out if I'm in your room?"
 
I felt a bit of relief in her choice of pizza topping. She had liked her burger a bloody mess, and I feared she would want some kind of death upon the cheesy goodness of cheese and tomato covered bread. Luckily she said pepperoni and the universe remained in balance. I followed her out of the kitchen where she paused at the living room, asking about either TV or studying. I wondered what she meant by "studying" exactly, and it made me really want to be in my room alone with her again. Though I doubted we'd do anything with my father home.

"I don't think he would care if we watching TV in my room. I have the cable hooked up in there as well, plus we could...." I blushed, "Cuddle on the bed?" I suggested carefully.

As if to save me from myself my Dad came down the hallway having freshly showered himself off. He saw us standing there holding Cokes and looking rather confused. "The food should be here shortly guys. I need to watch the World Series though so why dont the two of you hang out in your room Jason?" He suggested, "Elizabeth." He paused and turned to her. "I am a very easy going cool cat dad."

I groaned loudly.

"But there is one rule I need you to abide by." He told her. I held my breath and prayed he wouldn't say something horrible. He held up a finger and said, "Do not make me a Grandpa yet."

I coughed, "OKAY that's enough!" I grabbed Elizabeth's hand and pulled her quickly down the hall and back to my room. Once behind shut doors again I flopped against the door and sighed, "Well there is a window there if you want to run away and never look back." I offered completely embarrassed.
 
Lissa

With hands on hips, the glare I shot through the door would have burned down the house had it been laser!

"Why is it ALWAYS our fault that babies are born?!" Had a mind to stomp back out there and give that sexist man a good sound thrashing! A growl on lips, snarling, turned to fix that heat right at Jason.

"He is lucky that won't ever happen AND!" Finger shot up to point at Jason as if he were his father, "I don't go back out there and give him a piece of my mind!" Stormy, hateful thoughts making my temper stew, went to the bed and unceremoniously plopped down with coke in hand, "remote?" Snapped out much harsher than I wanted it to.

"Lucky I am not this god every one praises so much, I'd make men deal with being pregnant a few centuries.." Population sure as fuck would decrease if that happened! The overly large babies that men were, sure as hell couldn't handle even a portion of all the misery of pregnancy. Seen it first hand, and SO glad I would never suffer such horrid experiences.

A shudder shook me and the bed, face scrunched up in displeasure at such notions.

"God, what a mood killer.." Looking about for a remote, "Is there a remote around here, a good mood changing movie too? Something without ... " swallowed and scowled even more so, "babies in it?"
 
I just stood there as she ranted angrily about what my Dad had said. His sense of humor was always a bit dumb, but i thinking think it would be that upsetting to anyone before. Seeing her angry kind of scared the shit out of me, and it took me a moment to snap out of it when she flopped onto the bed and demanded the remote. I blinked and gave it to her, then just stood there and looked around.

"So i uh....I'm sorry....about him....He think's he's funny. I tell him he isn't but he watches a lot of stand up and it kind of goes to his head." I explained poorly.

I gestured to the bed she had flopped upon in such a manner that I couldn't join her. "So can I lie with you, or I could just take this chair." I said, grabbing for my desk chair as she clicked the TV on.

I was about to sit into the chair when I heard something get stuffed under my bedroom door. I stood back up and looked to see a tiny silver package, realizing what it was I quickly darted over and kicked the thing under my desk before she could see the condom. I had a hard enough time with women, and here my dad was literally fucking sabotaging me!

Well I guess I'll never see Elizabeth again after this. Fuck me right?
 
Lissa

A noncommittal shrug was all I could muster up as I flipped on the television and waited for it all to come alive and sync. "Love modern technology..." A murmur as Jason seemed to do some weird slide of foot by the door. Bugs? Glancing around the room to make sure nothing was crawling about, even up to the ceiling. But seeing nothing annoying there either, I figured he found a sock somewhere he was trying to hide.

"It's an large enough bed for two, you know." Sat closer to the edge, slipping off my shoes and scooting back. "Get the lights?" Making it a bit easier to see the screen and chill back while we waited on more human food and something action packed!

"Got any new movies? There's supposed to be this really action packed disaster movie I saw a preview for.." Slipping to one side to let him have the side nearer to the door, I smiled as he came closer. "I won't bite.. much.. Come on, not scared of little ol' me are you?" Brows waggled at him like some cartoon villain, a soft chuckle following the wicked movement. Untucking my t-shirt, I watch where his eyes go the second my stomach is bared just enough to see skin. Hip hugger jeans were a blessing, especially when he seemed to renew his energies at a mere little glance of skin and hip bone.
 
I quickly killed the lights and turned toward her as she shifted herself into a move comfortable position. The flashes of skin caught my eye as she untucked her shirt, wonderfully perfect skin under a top that now was open for me to slide my hand up if I so dared. Not that I would, but I would be lying to say I didn't picture slipping my hand up that top to cup her breasts and feel she smooth skin under my touch.

What was I saying?

"Err....what? Oh movies. Umm I have a few I think. My grandpa send me Dvd's because he thinks that's what the kids are into nowadays. Last week I got Sharknado 3 randomly. OH! I got San Andreas! You wanna watch the Rock save people from...Rocks?" I asked digging out the movie.

When she didn't protest I slipped the DvD into the Xbox and grabbed the remote to bring to her. I hesitated only a moment before I crawled into bed beside her, see I was getting to be a big boy now. Not afraid of a girl anymore. Unless she started to bite.

Anyway I let her set up the options and start the movie. I settled beside her, getting just close enough to let our bodies touch, but not be like overbaring on top of her. I just wanted to be close, to feel her movements as she breathed beside me. All the while, I would picture my hand up her shirt. Damn I was horny.
 
Lissa

I waited for the pizza to arrive, curled up watching as the world came crashing down in California but it wasn't falling off into the ocean... So much for that prediction! His father knocked and nudged in a pizza, not trying to see what we may be up to or not up to, which was a sight better than the remarks made earlier.

"This is why I don't think children are very smart to have.." Pointing out the chaos and mess and panicked parents. Too much of a head ache really. Chuckling as he ate and I lay closer and closer each passing moment, until I had a leg thrown over his and my head on his shoulder as I used to lay with Aiden.

Idle fingers traced a circle on his skin, absently watching the final scene of the movie and rescue from the crumbling building. Not really all that interested in it, I had missed this. Human contact, touch and companionship. The twinge of need was really tempting me to push past these rules we were supposed to maintain at all times and cost. Still, he was warm, firm and comforting in an odd way. He wasn't Aiden but Jason was a rather sweet guy, kind and loving. Most are too busy being 'manly' to be any of these things.

"You dad finally done knocking on that door for the night?" asked in a soft whisper, turning to rest chin upon his chest and look at him. He looked so different without his glasses on and his hair away from his face.
 
We were in the middle of the movie when my dad slipped the pizza into the room and shut the door behind him. He didn't say a word which was a new thing for him and maybe he felt bad about fucking with my chances of ever seeing Elizabeth naked.

Silently we ate and watched Earthquakes ruin San Francisco while the Rock tried to save his family. Not bed for a disaster movie, but not great either. What was great was laying in bed with Elizabeth slowly curling herself closer and closer around me. At first it was her leg drifting ever so closer until it was entwined with mine, then he head laying softly on my shoulder. Somehow she not only managed this, but also ate pizza without spilling a crumb on me or the bed. I was not so lucky and dropped at to least three pepperoni on my shirt.

As the movie drew to a close and we both stopped eating, her breath blew across my cheek as she asked if I thought my dad was done bothering us. Instantly my eyes widened and my heart began to race.

I swallowed hard and answered nervously. "I don't know but I hope so." I said carefully. "Why?" I asked stupidly. I suddenly became so much more aware of her body against mine, I remembered that she had untucked her top and I swear I could feel my blood boiling.
 
Lissa

There was no way I could have sex with him, not in this state of weak human being form. I'd break something, or worse! The resounding sigh inside my mind was one really long drawn out one, irritable and a bit petulant with desire to couple, to taste him. But if I did that, and broke something or worse, killed him, I'd have to run yet again.

Fuck.

"I'd like to.. warm up a little.." Confessed in a small whisper, hot breath brushing my lips as he exhaled cheesey pizza right in my face. Granted, it didn't bother me in the slightest but it did make me smile. So human, so fragile..

It is why it isn't permitted, but maybe if I give him some more blood and take a bit of his.... Everything inside me balked at the passing thought. Drawn up short, I stared at him until it were nearly uncomfortable being in the same room with him.

Fuck!

Long, I have been running for so god damned long. Alone and at risk, with Micah right on my ass every damn step of the way. It were only a matter of time before I was found yet again, and how close would he get to me this go 'round before I slithered out from under that closing capture net?

Not to mention the loneliness.

"I don't want to tease you, Jason.. But I can't have sex with you right now.. But I want to." Fingertip to his face, caressing gently as I scoot up his form and lay almost atop him. Dipping down to press a kiss to his gaping mouth, a chuckle rumbling in chest at his expression. So endearingly dorky. "I don't want to hurt you.." Murmured to his mouth, tongue slipping to get him to open for me.

Heat seared me, the feel of him beneath me and his shaking hands as they reached to gather me closer. He was scared of what I would do, maybe say to him, if he touched me? Maybe scared to do so? Shocked numb? Who knew! God I wish I could read his fucking mind!

It did not stop me from straddling him, it did not slow my stride one bit to feel him freeze beneath me before he gave in to the desire and melted. Cautious guy, but weren't all virgins? If I could strengthen him.. give him some confidence?

Growling, his shirt was shoved up, hands moving to his bare chest as nails raked down his chest in a very gentle manner. Lips fused and I suckled his tongue as if it were another part of his anatomy. Hips rocking, I pressed the core of me to his swelling tent. "Touch me, Jason! I wont break.." Another grin and laugh. Pausing in kissing him to grab his hands and put them on my ass. "TOUCH me.." Dark eyes bore into his, demanding he behave as a man and not a mouse.

"Stop being afraid of me and let go..." A fist went into his hair and tugged that square chin up and once more my mouth pillaged his. Tongue thrusting with the movement of my hips, I rode him as much as I dared to do.

I needed him to get lost in a lusty haze, for what was going to come and cum, would be hard to explain if he weren't lost in that purple haze..

One hand unbuttoned my jeans, loosening the waist so his fingers could find flesh. Boldly I dared him in silence but penetrating eyes, hair falling about us, a protective layer formed as the credits began to roll and the room grew darker. "Let go.."
 
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I held my breath as she spoke to me. Her hands seemed to reach for me only to pull back in hesitation. I was afraid to move, to breathe, to do anything less I scare her off. She was the physical manifestation of my wildest sexual fantasies, a wet dream come true. I don't know how or why, but for some reason she wanted me too. She said it herself she wanted to have sex with me. But like, me she was afraid.

Elizabeth seemed to be weighing options in her mind for a while. As if she was trying to convince herself to go with it. I didn't want her to feel forced. I had waited this long for this to happen, I could wait a little longer.

"Elizabeth i....." I started to tell her. I started to tell her that she didn't have to feel like she needed to do anything. But her rapid movement caught me off guard. She rolled on top of me, sitting herself right over my crotch again.

I looked up in shock when suddenly again our lips were mashed together. I lay there stone still, frozen and afraid ro ruin this. Her tongue pulled at mine, her lips seemed to swallow at me.

She groaned at me and told me to touch her. Demanded that I let myself go, to let whatever happens happens. She pulled my hands to her ass over her jeans. Still I was still but my hands squeezed her ass lightly.

She groaned and told me to grab her, that she wouldn't break and I could touch her. She pulled up off me a moment and I watched as her hands worked open her jeans. "Let go." Her voice came again. Her eyes burned into mine with crazy desire. She wanted me and I wanted her. I just could get my body to do the very thing I had wanted to do since I first notices that girls had tits.

"Okay but you asked for it." I said softly. I moved my hands and slippEd them between her jeans and panties, running them down her tight, firm ass oh my fucking god!

I sat up and kissed her, my hands tighten on her ass and I squeezed her cheeks as hard as I could, at the same time I pulled her crotch against mine so I could grind her against my dick. My tongue pushed into her mouth and if her jeans had been gone I would have slapped her ass right then. Perhaps I should take smaller steps.
 
Elizabeth

Jesus! The firm grip of his hands on my ass was enough to make my kitten purr and flop over, belly up with a plea for it. Hissing out a moan of pleasure, nipping from his lips to his ear, to capture lobe and nibble lost in the feel of his touch. Eager for more of it, wonder how brave he'd get if given reigns.

Lust rippled its way down spine and directly to cunt, moistening instantly with thoughts of screwing Jason right then and there. As he went up right, I grabbed his shirt and tugged it over his head and out of my damn way. Had to keep reminding myself I could not complete this right now..

Can not fuck him... Can't!... Not allowed..

Tell that to the curling toes and eyes rolling back in pleasure from the simple contact of our bodies. When was the last time someone had touched me, had I allowed someone to touch me in such a manner? He had no idea how heightened my senses are, no idea how close I was to losing what little thread of control I had and exploding from his stroking hands alone.

His dad is in the next room! Can't do this...

Lips found his, left once more to nibble along his throat, from ear to shoulder and listening to each sound he made, each pleasure filled noise to indicate just where he was the most sensitive. Tongue trailed hot and light back up that lightly bitten path to ear once more. "You taste fucking delicious!" Rushed softly in his ear, pulling back with a smile. My t shirt was next to lift and get tossed aside, letting him see black lace clad B cup breasts... more skin.

Teeth bit lip, eyes stormy and staring intently at him as hips rolled and rocked about on his lap, grin growing with each passing moment. "Feels good.." He felt good, hard for me too. What a fucking rush! He's never had sex before but he sure isn't acting as mousey as he was before.. This pleased me, deep down it made me crave him all the more. I wanted to push those buttons of his, I wanted to see how far i could push him and how he would respond to jabbed buttons?

"Your turn.." dimples flashed in the widen wolfish grin as I lay once more on top of him, but I tugged him as I rolled off him and to my back. "Come here, Jason.." Words spoken, giving him reign to make the choices of what he wanted to do next, where would he go if left him to explore further? A finger cocked and curled his way, smile growing even more inviting. Since I can't read his mind, I don't know what he wants the most, let him control the direction and give me more time to figure out how to exchange blood with him.
 
It was simply the best and most painful experience of my life. Waves of pleasure shot through me with each grind of her hips, while it was followed quickly by irritation as my zipper pressed into my cock flesh. I said nothing as I wanted to keep going.

I became lost in our lips and tongues, my hands holding her firm ass meatly in my palms. When she would nibble along my neck, I would bury my nose into her hair and breathe her in. I became so consumed by it, I don't know when I lost my shirt. No idea when she pulled it off of me.

But I was very aware as she took of her top. Suddenly an overwhelming about of womanly flesh was there before my eyes. There for me to look and touch. Her breasts looked flawless in her bra and they looked so firm and perky that I wondered if the bra was even needed.

My mouth began to water, as I longed to taste her skin. I blinked as she rolled off of me, my mind trying to unclog itself as I watched her roll back onto the bed and lay there for me. She beckoned me over, laying there as if offering me anything I wanted of her.

Robotically I rolled over her, looking down at her beneath me, wishing we were naked. I grabbed my crotch and pulled my zipper off my dick which helpped. Then I lowered my lips to her belly button. I kissed her flat wonderful belly, trailing my lips lightly up her body. Slowly but steadily. I reached her bra and made a note to lightly kiss each breasts where her nipples should be, being careful not to press on her mound too much as I wanted to wait until she let me go skin to skin with her breasts before I let myself go to town on them.

My lips kissed along her collar bones, moving up her neck until my lips brushed over hers. I lifted up and looked into her eyes and swallowed carefully before I asked. "Elizabeth, I won't do anything you don't want...but my zipper is cutting into my hard on....would you mind if I took my pants off? I'll leave my boxers on." I pleaded.
 
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