Gen 13

[Trist]

Roxy had climbed out of the pool, deciding that she needed something to drink. She didn't bother to ask Bobby if he needed one; she knew him better than to have to.

"Bobby, catch!" The blonde opened his eyes just in time to catch an icy-cold beer.

"Cheers," she smiled, cracking hers open. The taste used to repluse Roxy... But over the monthes of living with three beer-guzlers, she got used to it.

She took a long swig.

 

[Paendragon]

grunge arrives

He kicked his skateboard up, and caught it with his hand, before oushing the front door open. The house was damned quiet. he left the board leaning against the wall, and pulled the ragged t-shirt he wore over his head, and slung it over his shoulder.

"Hey, anyone around!" he called out. He heard no response, and strolled into the kitchen. He opened the fridge and stuck his head inside lookin' for some eats. he grabbed the half a burger he left in there the day before, and wolfed it down in a few bites. he popped the top off a beer.

"Yo!" he yelled out again. "Am i alone here?"

OOC: I hope that a decent impression.

 

[Trist]

OOC:

So perfect it hurts...

IC:

Roxy suddenly paused and tilted her head towards the glass sliding door. She could've swore she heard something. Slowly she approached the house, almost afraid of it being Lynch... She didn't think he'd take too kindly to her and Bobby's conduct, Burnout being his son and all.

Cautiously Roxy peeked inside.

"Grunge-baby!" she called, smiling happily. As much as she hated him sometimes, she couldn't resist his non-existant charm.

 

[Paendragon]

Grunge downed the beer with a series of gulps.

"Grungie-baby!" he heard.

He looked toward the glass dor, and grinned. "Rox! I was hoping you'd be here." He looked her up and down, she was dressed in her underwear. His grin grew a lot wider. "Tell me we're alone, baby."

He took a step toward her, dropping the empty beer on the counter.

 

[Trist]

"Nah... Bobby's outside."

Roxy walked to meet her boyfriend in a big, wet hug. Given the colder temperature inside the house from the patio, her nipples pressed hard against Grunge's strong chest.

"I missed you... Where have you been?"

 

[Paendragon]

Grunge squeezed her against him. He loved the feel of her body pressed against his; her nipples most of all.

"Ah, out an' about. Rock'n and rollin'. You know, the usual."

His arms squeesed her tighter, his hands sliding down her body. He grinned wickedly.

"Whatcha been up to while I was gone..."

 

[Trist]

"Nothing much," she replied. "Just been bored, mostly. When I woke up no one was here, so I just sat waiting," Roxy added a bit of a whiney tone to the statement, hoping to make Grunge feel a little guilty for leaving her.

"Of course, Bobby got back just awhile ago, so he and I were out swimming."

 

[Paendragon]

The guilt worked, surprisingly. His grin slipped for a second, before coming back wider than before. She was swimming like this, and she wasn't alone?

"I didn't want to wake you, Rox. You looked tired. I'll make it up to you, k?"

He leaned in to kiss her.

 

[Trist]

Roxy smiled and returned Grunge's kiss.

"I'm going to hold you to that, you know. I'll expect breakfast in bed or some really great sex."

Grunge's attention seemed to be grabbed by the last portion of the statement, his eyebrows arching a little in surprise. Roxy had never really been forward when it came to their sex life -- hell, the two of them hadn't even been in bed together in nearly a month. It always seemed that Roxy was making it difficult for Grunge to get anywhere with her; she had a tendency to be a drama queen. This, of course, ment that she was pissed off at him by the end of the day, or he was fed up with her whining and tried to avoid her.

Today, Roxy decided, would be the new day of the 'user friendly' Freefall; no mood swings, and absolutely none of her 'I'm going to use everything you've ever done wrong against you' tricks. She wanted to be more of the free-spirit she used to be... Back before she had the stress of taking on the DV8 team.

 

[Paendragon]

Grunge tried, poorly, to hide the shock on his face. She NEVER talks like that... and she and Bobby... He shook his head. He wasn't going to let this opportunity pass. he squeezed her tighter.

"Why wait, Rox. You got plans now?" His face split in a wicked grin.

She's been holding out on him for no reason lately. At least none that he could think of. Although there was the time when he...

Hey, that's not important now. "How 'bout it, baby?"

 

[Trist]

Roxy smiled. "Let's just say I'm going to my bedroom now..."

The embrace of the two was ended with a short kiss and Roxanne turning away. She took her time exiting the kitchen, her hips swaying gracefully in a manner that she had picked up from Fairchild. She glanced back as she rounded the corner to the livingroom.

"I'll be waiting for you."

~*~*~*~*~

Roxy entered her bedroom, or rather, the girl's bedroom. Although the house was plenty large, Lynch insisted that the three bunk together and 'share their fighting knowledge'.

"Yeah, right..." Roxanne thought as she tossed Sarah's bra from the doorhandle. "God only knows how many cameras that old man has recording the three of us every night. Too bad for him nothing ever happens..."

Roxanne looked about the room, noting that, for the most part, it was kept clean. The only dirty element of it was the occasional undergarment or shirt that graced the floor.

Roxy turned to the doorway, hearing Grunge climbing the stairs to the hallway.

 

[Paendragon]

Grunge stood, dumbstruck, by the way Roxanne was acting. His eyes dropped to her ass, as she swayed out of the kitchen. He felt his cock twitch in anticipation. Whoa.

He sttod there like that for a full minute, before it hit him. She's waiting in the bedroom!

He ran from the kitchen, and took the stairs three at a time, before skidding to a halt outside of the girls room.

OK, don't be too aggresive. You don't want to ruin it. Play it cool...

He turned the knob and walked in...

 

[Trist]

Roxy stood waiting not far from the door.

"About time," she commented, giving Grunge a playful smile. "I was just about to give up on you and get myself off."

Once again, the comment seemed to catch Grunge off guard. In all honesty, it caught Roxy off guard, too. She didn't know what had gotten into her... But all she wanted right now was to go absolutely crazy in bed with Grunge.

 

[Paendragon]

All thought of taking it slow went right out the window with that statement.

Grunge stepped toward her, and pulled her hard against him, his mouth pressing against hers. His right hand pulled at her white bra, pushing the cups out of the way so he could rub a thumb over her hard little nipple. His left arm pulled her against him, tightly.

His lips forced hers apart, and his tongue slid into her mouth. He groaned against her.

 

[Trist]

Roxy was relieved to finally have this passion with Grunge again; she returned his kiss full force while wrapping her arms about his shoulders.

Grunge's strong body felt so good against her own, and his hands -- Roxy couldn't explain the pleasure she was experiencing even if she wanted to. For the moment, Roxy forgot all quarrels with her man and forgave him for anything he may have done that she was unaware of yet.

 

[Paendragon]

He groaned again. His hands fumbled with the clasp on her bra, before he tore it off her. Fuck it. I'll get her a new one. It's been too long...

His mouth moved to her neck, and he scraped his teeth along her throat. His hands slid over her body, pinching her nipples, then sliding down to hook his thumbs into her skimy panties, pushing them over her hips and letting them fall to the floor. Her body was sooooo soft, and firm at the same time. It always drove him insane.

He picked her up off the floor, and carried her toward the bed, pressing his cock against her.

 

[Trist]

Roxy moaned from the feeling of Grunge even through his clothing. She could already feel that she was dripping wet... She was so desperate for sex, it was a good thing Grunge got home when he did.

Roxy laid back on the bed willingly, her legs spread wide as she pulled Grunge back to the mattress with her. She bit gently on Grunge's soft lower lip, one of her hands creeping through the man's thick, dark hair.

 

[Paendragon]

Grunge kissed Roxy along her jawline, and down her neck. His hands roamed across her body. His mouth moved lower, down her throat. His right hand cupped her left breast, squeesing it, and pinching the nipple.

He bit her right breast lightly, above the nipple, then slid his tongue around it slowly, barely touching the bud.

Grunge groaned softly, and fastened his mouth on the nipple, sucking it hard, and squeezing it between his lips.

His weight pressed down on her trapping her beneath him, as his left hand slid lower still, sliding over her hip.

He pressed himself against her thigh, and slid his hand between her legs.

 

[Trist]

Roxy arched her back as Grunge explored her body, closing her eyes and making a soft moaning noise. She took a deep breath to try and keep control of herself; she could feel her body already begin to tremble beneath Grunge's touch.

 

[Paendragon]

He slid his finger along her pussy, just on the surface. His lips drew harder on her nipple, squeezing it tighter.

He slowly slid a finger inside of her, and began working it in and out, only pausing to rub it along her clit.

His head slid to her other nipple, sucking hard on it.

 

[Trist]

Roxy gasped as Grunge's finger entered her. She could barely stand it! She needed a good fuck, she had for awhile, and she wanted as hard as Grunge could possibly bring it.

Roxy ran her nails over Grunge's scalp.

"Mmm...baby... God, I need you right now..."

 

[Paendragon]

Grunge heard her, and growled. He pushed himself off her, and stood, yanking on his belt, and opening his pants. All the while eyeing her hungrily. He pulled his cock out, and slid his pants to his knees.

He grinned at her. He'd give her what they both wanted, hard and fast.

 

[Trist]

"How do you want it?" she asked, wondering what sort of position Grunge had in mind. She hadn't been much of and 'adventurist' when it came to sex... The two of them had only had missionary and girl-on-top before.

Roxy's hand idly slipped down her body, her fingers finding their way to her wet cunt. She couldn't help but to want to be touch... She wanted Grunge's cock more than anything.

 

[Paendragon]

"Roll over," he whispered.

If she was feeling adventurous, he'd be happy to help. He kicked off his pants and stood there naked, his hard cock standing straight out as if pointing at her.

 

[Trist]

Roxy did as Grunge requested, rolling over onto her stomach. She waited for him to position her as he pleased... She would do anything in her deperation to get off.