notintehkitchen

[Feeling hands take a hold of her writs, Pyro immediately looked up at him with confusion. It was time for her to stop acting so childish about adult situations, wasn't it? She was going to get scolded, she deserved to get scolded. So why was it that he was drawing closer and closer to her?

As his lips neared hers, Pyro's body made no attempts to move or pull away from what was evidently the only thing coming. Sniper wanted to kiss her again.

Closing her eyes tightly as their lips met, she could feel the heat against the brim of her nose spread out to her cheeks. The taste of his lips was something the moment she received it she desired more of. Without any more hesitations, Pyro pressed up against him and deepened it. It was ok, if they both wanted it. Right?]

Edited 2012-02-02 08:34 (UTC)

[He kissed her again, then a third time even deeper, heightened sensation pushing him past a brink. His arm wrapped around her side, fingers pressing into her as he pulled her toward her room, his body running without clear thought as his mind was shut out. The concerns that had plagued him were no longer welcome as carnal greed controlled his movements.

That left him only with one pervading thought: that he wanted her then and there, that she could never be close enough to him for his liking.]

[She didn't think it was possible to deny him. It only became clearer as she pulled into her room by him as if he knew exactly what he wanted.

Swallowing hard, she looked at the bed she had slept in for several nights with him. Nothing awkward had happened before. All she had done was cuddled him like she would of with Jell-O. How could it of gotten to this point?

When she turned back to face him again, she lowered her head and nodded shyly.]

It's... alright.

[He put a hand on the knob, leaning on it to take some of the pressure off his leg as he watched her lower her head, her posture speaking volumes of her shyness and inexperience. That wasn't to say he had a great deal more, but at least he knew a bit about what he was doing. If she'd spoken the truth before, she'd never even gotten this far with anyone else.

He took a few breaths, their pace still feverish as his voice came back to him. He recalled her words.]

It... it is what we both want, isn't it?

[He asked more for her than for himself, a sudden fear he was making a mistake— one far greater than any that simply betrayed his own standards— crossing him.]

[Oh, hell. He threw those words back at her and they hit her hard. Now that he seemed entirely comfortable with the situation to her, Pyro was starting to have doubts. If she had sex tonight, he'd figure out just how much of a virgin she really was. From the very little she knew about sex, she did find her memory unfogging a bit and remembering how it was supposed to be painful for girls their first time.

So it had to hurt before it felt good!?

The realization made her pull away from him and began running towards her bathroom inside her room. When she got inside, she immediately slammed the door and and pressed her back against it.]

I'm sorry! I... I... I need to take a shower.

[Sliding down the door until her rear hit the floor, Pyro shoved her hands over her face again and panted heavily.]

[Sniper was left standing by the door to the room, utter confusion worn into his face at her reaction. Several moments passed before he moved, his actions far more mechanical than they had been only moments before- he crossed the room stiffly, leaning his own back into the bathroom door and having a seat.

His bewilderment mingled with despondence, his mind turning her rejection over and over. His expression hardened, embittered- he kicked himself inwardly for thinking for even a moment that she'd wanted him like that, or that she ever would. He'd made a fool of himself, and it made him angry.]

Ya could've just told me ya weren't interested.

[He pushed his glasses up and rubbed his eyes, hearing the hurt in his own voice.]

That's not the problem. It's not that I'm not interested!

[Shoving her hands into her short strands of hair, she began to pull at them in frustration.]

It's not it at all!

[How could she admit she was scared? Scared of that. How could she make him understand she was afraid of it hurting? She couldn't outright say something so stupid. She was a Pyro. Her body had been wrecked in other ways, why did it matter so much if it was down there!?

Banging her head against the bath next to her, she let out a yell and then shoved her hands over her forehead and proceeded to rub the small red bump proceeding from it.]

I'm... a virgin. Virgin. I've never even... even...

[Dropping to the floor on her side, she howled in pain both from physical damage and her lack of inexperience.]

M...M...

[The m word. THAT M-WORD. He wouldn't believe her. Everyone did that, even girls! EVERYONE DID.]

Masturbation. N-never... masturbated. ALRIGHT!?

Edited 2012-02-02 10:06 (UTC)

[The sounds coming from beyond the door left him wondering what she was doing back there, but he tossed his concern aside, too wrapped up in his own anger; it wasn't until she kept talking- and eventually yelling- that his vehemence subsided for a more awkward confusion. Well... at least she didn't say she wasn't interested, though that almost would have been preferable to what confession she did make.

His tone was quieter when he spoke again. This was a topic he'd never wanted to touch with anyone, but he was drawn to Pyro in some way he couldn't fully comprehend, and wanted her to understand his stance.]

Look, none of that matters to me, but if it makes ya uncomfortable, we don't have to... you know.

[He sighed, frustrated at the whole situation, but especially himself. He should have known better, should have had better control over himself, but he'd gotten carried away. That didn't need to happen ever again- that was the kind of behavior that got him into trouble.]

Come on. Come outta there.

[Pushing herself up off the bathroom floor, Pyro grabbed at the handle and turned the knob. Peeking outside at Sniper through a crack in the door, she lowered her head in embarrassment.]

I want to. I just... I can't... not so fast? Does that make sense?

[Opening the door a little wider, she finally slid out and showed herself. The bump on her head was slowly starting to bruise over as she spoke.]

You can touch me just... I'm not ready for...

[Sex? Intercourse?]

I mean--you can play with me? Um, intercourse. No. Foreplay, yes.

[For some reason, it felt like her English was becoming worse.]

[It made sense, and only made him feel slightly better. He had gone too fast for even himself to keep up; he was sure he couldn't have stopped himself if she hadn't. He was mortified enough about that fact- he needed, craved control over himself and the situation. To lose it so quickly was a mark against him, one he knew was getting worse and worse every time he was with her. It was still the medicine, he told himself. She littered his mind with improper thoughts and in a drug-addled state, he hadn't a chance.

That excuse didn't make him feel any less embarrassed by his actions or desires however, especially as she offered herself to him. He rubbed the back of his neck, slowly working his way onto his feet.]

I'm, um. Hm. To be honest, pumpkin, I've... never really been, uh. Good at that sort of thing.

[He rubbed at his face again, hoping to hide his deepening shade as he admitted his own lack of experience. It wasn't something he'd tell... well, probably anyone else, but he thought it might help her in some way.]

How do you know you're not good? Did someone tell you that you were bad?

[Tilting her head, she didn't understand how foreplay was difficult. Wasn't it just touching a girl's breasts and kissing them? Maybe she was missing something.

Sitting down next to him, she lifted up her dress and pointed to her legs.]

It's just touching or massaging, right? I think. Those sorts of things.

[Going for his hand, she placed it dangerously close to the strap of one of her garters that met with the hook and bow.]

[As awkward as it was for the one who had no experience at all to be explaining foreplay, it got worse as she sat beside him, putting his hand on her thigh. He stiffened instantly, her skin hot to the touch beneath his fingers, flesh soft as he pressed them into her lightly. The color of his face shifted from even that much, burning.]

I'd probably know these things if I were any good, don't you think?

[He curled his fingers around the garter, trying to unhook it with the one hand.]

[The touches succeeded in making her whole frame shake. Even if it was only her thighs being touched, it still felt good.]

I don't believe you. The look on your face tells me you've had different experiences then you lead on.

[Looking down at him attempting to unhook her garter, she fidgeted and began to feel her face swell from how long she had been blushing. That heat felt better then burning herself somehow.]

Show me.

[He took another deep breath, trying to control the worsening color of his face. She moved beneath his hand- her garter came unhooked, and he slid it off her leg, trailing his fingers across her as he did so. As trepidation mounted him, something else stirred in his chest, that ache returning. She was offering him that control he wanted so badly, and he was taking it.

He pressed his head to hers, breathing her in as he wrapped his arm around her side and attempted to pull her into his lap.]

Come on. Put your back against me.

[An instant after he commanded her to, Pyro followed directions and leaned her back against his front side. If she couldn't see his face, this could work. He wouldn't see her making weird faces out of embarrassment. This seemed better to her then what had first started off.]

You can touch more then that.

I'm working on it.

[That had come out somewhat defensively, but he didn't let it deter him from his work. The smell of her was intoxication at that point, the heat of her intense even through their clothing.

With her on his lap, he had easy access to her neck- he started there, trailing kisses down the side of it and near her jawline. His hand went for the other garter, tracing it until he found the hook.]

[Chuckling lightly at his response, she thought about how cute he could be when she questioned him.

Tilting her neck upwards as his lips pressed over her, another shudder went through her whole body in excitement. The feel of his facial hair tickling her with each kiss made her absolutely giddy with delight.

With her second garter almost removed, her thighs pressed together and rubbed anxiously in anticipation.]

[Having found a spot he liked on his survey of her neck, his lips settled against her, kisses deeper and more bruising. He sucked at her skin, teeth coming in contact with her as his breathing quickened.

The other garter slipped off, leaving her legs free for him. He ran his hand over the length of her thigh, a sharp breath pulling into him as his fingertips were pressed between her legs for just a moment. He brought his hand closer to her body, pushing the hem of her dress out of the way as he continued to massage his way up her leg.]

[The love bite to her neck made Pyro whimper from the sensations it caused her. Biting was not something she was expecting to be part of foreplay. Biting was usually reserved for children or dogs to do. Did this mean that her suspicion of Sniper being a dog was actually true? Whether true or not, what she couldn't deny was how much she liked it despite it hurting slightly.

The legs underneath her frame began to squirm and kick about in pleasure she was all too unsure on. Her body had made the decision, but her brain still couldn't comprehend it entirely.

As her hem was pushed away, Pyro found herself exposed all the way up to her panties. Feeling thankful she decided to part with men's undergarments months ago, Pyro didn't find herself as embarrassed as she should of felt with the silk red laced item showing.]

[Sniper groaned in frustration as she squirmed in his lap. With his arm still in a sling, he only had one hand to work with, the other only able to reach her side- he gripped at the fabric that was there, taking in the texture between his fingertips.

His lips parted from her neck briefly as he was forced to breathe, the feeling of her moving against him getting him worked up. He grinned as he pressed himself to her neck once more, liking the amount of control he'd been given.

His hand continued its own survey as he felt the smooth fabric of her undergarments, fingers rubbing her in a very inappropriate place. They were only there for a few seconds before he paused, trying to gauge her reaction to see if he was doing something right.]

[Swallowing hard as his fingers met with the fabric covering her, Pyro began to squirm again. Tiny pants began to increase in length and volume as he rubbed over it followed by frustrated groans as he stopped after a short period of time.

Turning her head slightly, she squinted her eyes shut as she spoke.]

N-no... more. More.

[Leaning in close to his lips, Pyro didn't hesitate to press her own deeply against his own. Craving the taste of his lips, she found herself moving her tongue into his mouth without fully understanding what she was trying to do.]

[His tongue met hers as he returned her embrace, eager to taste her once again. The heat from her face was intense- it felt as though fire lapped at his skin, but he did nothing to quell the flame. Instead, he pushed harder against her, the hand at her side doing all it could to keep her there as it gripped the fabric of her dress tighter. Even with her leaned against him, his legs around her, hand exploring her most private areas, he still felt greed compelling him to take more and more.

Encouraged by both her words and reaction, he was happy to oblige- his hand strayed beneath her skirt again, getting back to work.]

[Clawing at his pant's legs with her fingers was all she could do to keep herself from fidgeting to the point she might hurt his already injured body. The heat between them only seemed to increase as he pushed against her. If it wasn't for her mouth being preoccupied, by now, with the touch of his fingers back over her panties she'd be moaning loudly.]

[His fingers pressed harder and harder into her, her feverish kiss urging him to continue. Gone were his concerns that he'd ruin that moment, silenced by the thundering in his chest, his heart beating faster and faster.

He parted from her lips, closing his eyes and trying to catch his breath. His face brushed against the base of her neck, lips planting another bruising kiss there.]

[After what she had said about being frightened, she found herself regretting those words. Sniper might be a little rough, but he'd never intentionally hurt her. Even if it only resulted in this much, it was satisfying enough for her. To be wanted, needed or cherished by another human being had seemed impossible only a few years ago.

Reopening her eyes, Pyro gazed directly in front of her and realized she could see his and her frame reflected back at her. It had to be her luck that as she was attempting not to look at him as much as possible due to her shyness there was a mirror giving a solid view of her bare thighs and the fingers running across her panties. Fingers she couldn't resist grinding up against by rocking her hips into them. Doing the act and seeing the act were different things completely to her. If she could see it, he could see it too.

Feeling the burn tingle throughout her whole entire body at the realization, Pyro turned her head away from the mirror and desperately tried not to look. The few seconds she had already made her feel strange. The face that had reflected back to her made her look helpless and submissive. Was she that type of woman?]

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