Just Another Doomed Highschool Fling( MissKitty19&Russian Vodka)

[MissKitty19]

“You look fine Nadi!” Kira mumbled as she fiddled with her keys, her sister was in the middle of reapplying her makeup, mostly lipstick that had been smudged while lipped locked with her boyfriend. Their group of friends was small. Close knit So when her sister started dating, of course it was the guy Kira was sweet on. She had never told her sister, never told anyone so she couldn’t blame Nadia. Her sister had this fire in her, this fire that she didn’t have. Of course he was sweet on her instead.

She had all but come to terms with that, as her sister finished adjusting the bright red spikes of her Mohawk, Kira tugged nervously on her own hair. Wondering if maybe she should cut it. Or dye it? Something different, shocking? She’d loved the bright pink and white shades when she’d first got it done. And still did but it was customary to change your appearance when your heart was broken.Wasn’t it? “Hey Nadi? Think we have time to head downtown before the party?”

Her sister laughed and cheered. Hugging her. She’d spent days convincing her to get the piercing. She was sober when they walked into the party, quickly finding their group of friends, all a dark spot in a world of glittering skin tight dresses and fake tans. Her sister leaped onto her boyfriend’s back and they quickly found a reason to excuse themselves to continue their canoodling. The same time, Conner, a redhead , the same height as her, tattoos around his eyes and more piercings then she had cared to count. Handed Kira her first beer.
“ Thanks.” She whispered sitting down and making a face as the fresh piercing rubbed against the silk black panties, Uncomfortable. She took a swig readily and crossed her legs, one clunky dock martin practically hanging off her foot. Torn fishnet stockings all along her lean legs. As she finished her beer, Conner stared after Nadia, it was no secret he was sweet on her. “ Does that kill you as much as it does me?” He asked sitting next to her. She answered by opening another beer.

“ Not anymore.”
Kira didn’t know how it happened, an hour into the party, the inst inst of the music was making her head spin and she’d almost polished off a 12 pack on her own. She found herself wandering around the bustling house, trying to track down her sister, who’d promised to stay sober to get them home. She’d lost her sweater somewhere downstairs, so all that was left was the skin tight leather skirt and a loosely fitting band t shirt. Underneath a push up silk brazier, black with a little pink bow in the center.

She didn’t remember putting her name in the hat that was passed around, though before she knew it she was guided into a room, right against a hard chest.Was he wearing cologne? Who ever it was, he smelled good. Her pretty blue eyes looked up in the dim of the room. He was cute too. A good distraction. “ I didn’t know they still played this at parties, here I thought it was all booze and video games.” She didn’t know how long she was in there. Or how she got home.

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Her eyes opened to the bright light, but that wasn’t what woke her, no, she hurled herself from the bed and slid across the hardwood floor to the bathroom, passing her sister in the bathroom and retching into the toilet.

“ There she is! How’s the hangover?” Nadia asked as Kira slumped against the vanity after a second bout. “ Might want to hurry, we have class in an hour.”

Kira nodded and got up slowly going through the motions of her morning routine. Shower, and makeup easily hid how awful she felt. In fact she was almost fully recovered after a glass of grapefruit juice and a bite of toast with her father. He was a loving parent and cared for his girls, even as strange as they seemed at time he treated the two of them as princesses.

Kira had always been a daddy’s girl and took pride in pleasing him. He grinned as she passed her levels over to him. Strait A’s in all but physical education, where she had a B.

They left for class though the motion of the car nearly had Kira vomiting as soon as she opened the door.

“ Geez Kiki, how much did you drink last night?” Her sister asked , helping her from the car.A flush on her cheeks as blue eyes searched the parking lot. Flashes of flesh against her own, and her sister finding her disheveled and guiding her to the car. Accompanied with the ache that came with the loss of her innocence. Oh god, half the school probably knew. And she couldn’t even remember his face.

 

[Russian Vodka]

Running a hand through his short hair, the wax on his fingers made it stick up and look wild and frizzy, it wasn't a look that Gabriel put on a lot but there was a partypo that evening for the entire school. He couldn't afford to miss out, especially not after Jessica, Amanda and Melanie had asked him to show up. He knew they probably had plans for him as there had been talks of party games and especially those that resulted in private moments.

An elbow to his side broke his stare at the mirror. "Enough with the vanity Gabe." His best friend told him making him shake his head as he reached for his cologne to apply it to his body. "Shut up Jackson. There's still time before Marcus brings the car." Gabriel commented with a grin as he moved from the bathroom to his bedroom, grabbing the beer he had begun earlier to take a swig.

The plan was simple, get to the party, get the girls drunk and then get laid. They were all in the popular group so there was no excuse for them to not pick up a girl. Although he didn't have a favorite, he was no virgin and no party without a girl on his arm so tonight should be no trouble.

Marcus honked as he arrived a bit later, the two boys meeting up with him. The plan was fully agreed upon as they drove there and only Marcus wouldn't drink. Such was the fate of their designated driver. On top of that, he was the only one of them going steady with someone else so he didn't mind not getting wasted occassionally.

It was and buzz as they arrived, mingling with their group, Gabriel made sure he had refreshments and fun around his person. He was fairly drunk when they got to the party games, grabbing random people from the various cliques go bring them into it. And before he knew it, Jessica and Amanda volunteered him for a game of blind chance, both hoping to get with him.

Allet he had to do was wait in the bedroom for one of them to show up. And when the door opened, he turned, seeing the white and pink hair as he felt someone smaller bump into his chest still she collided with him, making him lift his arm around her back as he noticed her blue eyes. "They do." He inhaled her scent, finding it more intoxicating than the other girls at the party, almost forbidden. He had to bite this apple as he initiated their night together.

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He woke up the next morning in his own bed, groaning as he turned his alarm off and got up to go through his morning rituals although he felt different than the previous patries had left him and he couldn't explain the pair of panties in his dirty laundry basket. He figured he must've brought them home after last night, a hazy mess of skin on skin and blue eyes.

His mother had made him eggs and bacon for breakfast, his father already off as he took his own car to school. He'd thrown on the top clothes and calmed his hair down with a shower so he looked decent as he arrived, the same cologne on as the party the previous night.

He had his bag over his shoulder as he got out, waving to his friends by the entrance, he moved past two of the punk girls, Nadia and Kira, noticing a scent he seemed to recall from somewhere, he just couldn't explain it.

"Jackson!" He grinned as he waved, the two talking as they headed inside, the others wanting to hear about his night, but there was barely any memories he could share with them, much to their disappointment. Although he wanted to find out who the girl was, he was curious about her and definitely interested in finding her again.

 

[MissKitty19]

The scent assaulted her in the hall and she looked around panicked pretty eyes wide. Would that smell continue to torment her even now? So much for claiming she was different from other girls. That she didn’t just hop into bed with any man who offered. And that she was the more reserved of the Cast twins.

She was fairly certain her sister could at least name all her partners.

She sighed and decided that her vomiting wasn’t going to stop any time soon, and visited the nurses, with an excuse of nausea and a headache she was able to talk her out of a couple Gravols and a twenty minute nap. A nap that meant that buy the time she was getting changed into her gym clothes, a pair of black bike shorts and yet another large band t-shirt. This one splattered with somewhat offensive images. She tied her rosette locks back, blonde bangs in her face as she hit the field. Once, twice around the track, she was never the fastest but she never struggled. Though the sheen of sweat shined on her forehead. As in the middle of the field she bent to touch her toes. Hoping that the guise of stretching would give her a break. There was a reason her levels in physical education weren’t the best.

She’d been about to straitened and get back too it. When something hit her bottom.

Turning she discovered a ball on the grass next to her, a football. And she looked up to see Jackson grinning like an idiot. So he’d done it on purposely?

She turned and lifted the ball. She could throw it back, but instead, she waited for him or his friend to come and get it. As the boy approached she smiled , the piercings on either side of her plump pouting lips catching the sun as she spoke.

“ Your friend thinks he’s hilari-ous.” He came closer and it hit her like a truck.

That scent.

She dropped the ball in his hands, looking completely flabbergasted as echo’s of memory returned to her
Breath left her and her back arched her into him. It hurt, partly due to her fresh piercing , and partly due to her inexperience. Still she rocked her hips into him. His own actions were frenzied, eager as one hand gripped her bottom, propelling her into him, the other, clumsily grabbed at her breast and fingers brushed against her nipples, hardened more by the cool air then by her arousal. Then his fingers wandered down toying with the little gold hoop through the little bundle of nerves. The fresh piercing still hurt but his ministrations, soothing in their own way

She nearly dove into the fountain, after turning and running away slamming her hand into the side, she let the water splash in her face. She’d have to re-apply her makeup anyway. It did nothing to ease the shock but it helped clear her head, and it got her away.

Oh god…. Had she actually cum? She could guess he’d bragged to all his buddies…. It was only a matter of time, until it got all around the school

After changing and fixing her makeup, she ran into her sister just before their next class , where she deliberately sat in a corner desk in the back beside her sister and behind Connor. Out of eight and reach. She debated sharing with her sister what she had discovered.

 

[Russian Vodka]

Gabriel had no clue just how close he had been to discovering who he had been with the previous night. So he went off to the lockers with his friends, standing out like he always did. He was one of the few who didn't tan in a saloon, his skin was the right tone for him and with his activities after classes, he usually had a nice golden tone on his arms and face. First class was biology for him, something he disliked, yet still tried to better himself in.

That day was different though. Whenever he looked at the pictures in the book, he saw those big, blue eyes with any face. Making him shake his head, he tried looking out the window, trying to find a way to remember what'd happened. He didn't even notice the bell until Jackson snapped him out of it. It was a short period so the two boys went out to throw a football around near the tracks.

Gabriel had his back turned and didnt see Kira behind him. Jackson did, sending a ball too high, and as Gabriel turned, he saw her getting hit. A sigh erupted from his lips as he jogged towards her to retrieve it. "I'm sorry, he doesn't know how to behave." He apologised, his fingers touching the back of her hand for a moment before he noticed her eyes, standing frozen for a second.

He remembered who she was now, the begging look in her eyes when he'd kissed her, stripped them both clumsily. He remembered how tightly her fingers had held him by the neck, gripping his hair and the taste of her pouty lips. He couldn't remember the ending, if he'd released inside her or not but he had found her before anyone found out as he knew she hung with a different crowd.

She was gone before he could say anything to her, making him move back to Jackson. "Let's go back. I want to grab something to drink before English." He said, trying to sound as natural as possible. He couldn't tell the others, not yet. He needed to find out if he messed up first. He couldn't remember if he'd worn a condom or not either.

When they went to class again, he sat by the window, looking out while trying to figure out his next move. Eventually, he pulled out a sheet of paper, writing a message in the hopes of meeting with her somewhere they could be alone so he could at least talk with her. All he needed then was to find out which locker belonged to her so he could deliver it.

 

[MissKitty19]

Sweet tea steamed before her, passionfruit and cherry making the liquid a deep red. Three spoons of sugar stirred into it as she waited for him to join her.

Her locker was probably harder for him to find then his was for her. His locker was the one they all converged around, she would have had to have been blind to miss it. The hardest part was finding a time to slip the reply into his locker unseen, though she managed. A well timed bathroom trip just before the final bell. Her sister was busy this evening with her boyfriend and her father would be out all night on business, so it was easy enough to slip away. Though Connor had offered to join her for the evening. A part of her wondered if the boy was trying to settle for her as the second best. She liked him as a friend, but she didn’t really want to be option number 2 for someone who adored her sister.

She declined.
Kira shifted in her seat as she lifted cup to her lips. The piercing caught on the lace in her panties from time to time, and the pink and black lace pair, though it matched the brazier she wore, was probably not the smartest pair to sport after first getting the little hoop put in.

Wondering why he wanted to speak to her, wasn’t it out of character for he and his buddies to speak to their conquests after the fact? Shouldn’t he have bragged about taking her cherry to all his buddies and moved onto the next girl by now. A grimace when she thought of the flack she’d take if her sister found out. She was just another sheep after all, falling into bed with him like every other girl in their class. Like all the others. She wasn’t special or unique, nope, except now he could claim he’d banged the Freak.

She felt angry all of a sudden. And considered just getting up and leaving. There was no guarantee he got her note or that he would even bother to show. After all, there was no other reason that he could want to meet her save to rub her nose in her drunk mistake. Kira had just about stood, when she spotted him walking in. Another flash of memory assaulted her. His breath on her neck, his body pressed to her own. The way he slid into her, almost hesitant and unsure, his hand guiding him, voice whispering curses about how tight she was. She paled. If that was at all possible with her light pallor… He hadn’t used protection…

She was on the pill, mostly because their father had assumed that since Nadia was having sex so was she, but his exploits were no secret… Did she have to have this awkward conversation after the fact?

Suddenly her headache was back and she downed her tea, motioning to the waitress that she would be needing another. It was just her luck that she'd end up in a situation like this after a one night stand.

Was that what it was? As he approached she watched him, a new appreciation for the way he moved.

 

[Russian Vodka]

Gabriel was out of it after class, looking out the window, he kept thinking about those big blue eyes, the intoxication they'd both experienced made him remember them as bigger than they probably where, until he swung his head back as the bell rang. He had almost jumped out of his seat and punched Jackson in the face for staring at him like that. There was no way he could find her locker now, his friend already had his attention.

He had the note in his pocket when he got to his locker, it almost burned as he was surrounded by the other of his clique. They were talking about going to hang out, and as he opened his locker, he noticed the note that he knew wasn't there this morning. He managed to slip it out unseen, putting the books in that he didn't need to bring home before he turned to the others, talking with them and heading out.

Twice the burning sensation, one from his bag where the unknown note lay, and the other from the back pocket in his jeans where his own note to her remained undelivered. "Excuse me guys, I got a text that something urgent came up so I gotta head off now." Gabriel told them, giving them all a seemingly sad smile, though he was glad they didn't seem too bothered by his disappearance. He got into his car and read the note, the invitation making him freeze for a second as he realized he knew who it was that'd delivered it.

He took a detour, trying to think about what the hell he was going to do about this, how he should handle her. But there was no rest for the wicked, he knew they had been together the previous night, but why did his heart have to pound like that? He wasn't even at the café yet. And it didn't slow down as he got closer, so he decided to just man himself up. Grab life by it's balls as one would say, he stepped into the place, finding her almost instantly with her unique appearance.

As he saw her and moved inside, he remembered from the previous night, the heavy breathing of them both and their bodies sticking together as they had finished both of them. His hand idly playing with the hoop between her legs, his breath hot on her neck and his front to her back. He'd released inside her, then held it in, enjoying the aftermath with her, time seemingly having been at a stand still at that point in time.

Snapping out of his daydreamy look, he put on a slightly more serious face as he moved towards her table, excusing himself to a waitress that he was here to see someone. And then he was there, his hand grabbing the chair opposite her, his eyes meeting her big, blue orbs, making him flinch for a second before he pulled it out to slip into the seat, ordering a hot chocolate as he turned his attention to her fully, taking in her appearance.

He could feel his heart pounding, all the way up to his ears, drowning out some of the noise as he balled his hand into a fist under the table, digging his nails into the palm to regain some control over his mental state. "Hello, I got your note." Gabriel managed to say, although it probably sounded as awkward as he felt about it.

 

[MissKitty19]

“ Yes Gabriel, you wouldn’t be here if I hadn’t.” She said slowly as her eyes flitted around. It wasn’t exactly popular, this little hole in the wall place wasn’t exactly popular with her crowd. Let alone his. They wouldn’t be seen together here, by anyone they knew. She doubted he’d even step foot in a place like this.

Kira caught herself in that line of thought, when she realized she didn’t really know that, she didn’t really even know that he would never step foot in a place like this. She didn’t know much about him at all, except for that one night, anything she knew about him had to do from a far. She didn’t waste any time, briefly chewing on her plump bottom lip before she continued to speak.

“ I-“ She swallowed her own eyes catching his for several long moments. Her breath causing her chest to rise and fall slowly she’d shrugged of the jacket she wore when she came in to the café and her collars were bare save for the two spaghetti straps that held up the black lace camisole and did nothing to hide the bright pick bra straps. She wore the jacket, always careful not to break the dress code at school. Unlike her sister, who blatantly defied it. She lost her nerve. Proving once again that she was the kinder of the two sisters.

“ You haven’t told anyone…Have you?”

She almost looked panicked for a moment at the thought that he may have told all his buddies. She wasn’t looking forward to having that sort of reputation.

This was the first time she got a look at him sober. He certainly lived up to the hype. Athletic, handsome, The way he carried himself. Though intuition told her that something was wrong. Without thinking she reached across the table and touched the hand holding his drink. Big mistake. It was like an electric shock went through her fingertips and up her arm, before dancing along her spine. She withdrew her hand and tucked it under the table.

“Is something wrong?”

 

[Russian Vodka]

Nodding, Gabriel knew she was right. It had to have been because of her note. It was a bit away from where he went with his friends so he knew none of them would stumble this way accidentally. He didnt mind the café, it had a cozy, relaxed atmosphere about it and as he got his hot chocolate; he put a hand around the base of the cup, letting the heat keep his mind somewhat sharp. He tried to formulate a sentence in his mind, but she beat him to it, her lips parting as he watched her.

He noticed how unsure she was, a temptation urging at him, wanting him to kiss her. He just couldn't. Instead he gave her space to say what she wanted to say, shaking his head lightly. "No. I haven't told anyone." He told her honestly, feeling a soft touch on the back of his hand, making let out a sharp, rigid breath as he felt the memory of her skin of his from the previous night, his eyes spacing out for a few moments before the heat from the cup and her voice snapped him back to reality.

"Nothing's wrong. I just..." His voice trailed off as he looked at her, catching her eyes for a moment. Those big, blue eyes. He leaned forward, closer to her. But he stopped before he got too far. He couldn't hold back from speaking his mind for some reason. "I just feel like drowning in your beautiful blue eyes." He blurted out, realising it all a moment later as he felt his cheeks flare up. If he could beat himself up, he would.

It took him a moment to collect himself as he looked down at the table, embarrassed with himself. "I'm sorry, that was inappropriate of me." He admitted. Why did this have to be so impossible with this girl? Amanda or Jessica he could handle, but this was something much different.

 

[MissKitty19]

She was surprised that he hadn't told everyone. It seemed unlike everything she had heard about him, half the girls in her gym class whispered about who he was sleeping with. It was rare that one of his conquests stayed anonymous for long.

His blatant honesty though, The comment about her eyes had the pretty blues widening and catching his own for a moment. That wasn't what she was expecting at all. though Kira wasn't really sure what to expect any more. For a guy who could easily get any girl he wanted, without even a word. There was no need to sweet talk. good thing because if the phrase hadn't been so raw, so honest, she would never have bought it. A shiver ran up her spine at the thought of what such honesty would be like whispered in ones ear, in the bedroom. Her cheeks blazed a brilliant red. That was until he ruined it by opening his mouth again and taking it back.

"Don't" She said as he finished. " Gabriel, please don't do that."

She stood, a hand reaching out to lift his chin. His gaze meeting hers once more in relative silence. She leaned forward , careful not to knock over any of the drinks on the table. Before kissing him. Her lips pressed against his , the cool silver of her piercings pillowed by her bottom lip. Her eyes closing as the hand not gently caressing the side of his face braced against the table to stop her from leaning into the kiss and knocking the table and it's contents to the side. Her behavior was risky. Anyone could see them, even if it wasn't someone they knew, a pair of amorous lovers making out at the corner table wouldn't be forgotten. Especially not a pair like themselves.

Kira pulled back a bit, unsure why she was doing what she was doing, but at that time, she didn't really care. So it was very brazen, very bold, and very unlike her to whisper her next question against his lips.

" Do you want to get out of here?"

 

[Russian Vodka]

When she told him not to apologize, time seemed to freeze for Gabriel as he kicked himself mentally. He couldn't believe he had been that honest with her, or that she wouldn't accept him taking it back. He drew in a sharp breath as he suddenly felt something metallic and hard, followed by soft, full lips against his own. His eyes going wide before he reacted, returning the kiss, his free hand moving to grab her arm on the table.

Her following get words echoed in his head as she pulled back a bit. He had no time to think, there wasn't any either. The answer was simple to this question. "My car is nearby. My place or your's?" He whispered, looking into her eyes, knowing this would create ripples that could never be undone if things went south. Right now he just didn't care as he pushed in for a second kiss, savoring the taste of her tea on her lips.

He let go afterwards, pulling out his wallet to pay for both of them. It would be easier as he then got up, offering his hand to her to lead her out to his car. Unlike his friends, he didn't nag his parents for a big, impressive car. Instead he had gotten a used car, an older Chevrolet that could handle being his first car. But it was enough for him as he got in with her.

 

[MissKitty19]

Her’s There was no question. Her sister was out and her father wouldn’t be back until morning, They would have all night. Sitting in his car, she was impressed. She and her sister got the car on their sixteenth birthday, and her father had expected the two of them to share, as they had with everything their whole lives.

Kira was okay with walking, but the fact that it was mere moments before they made it to her family home where she opened the lock and guided him in, as the door closed she moved closer, her lips against his as she backed into the cream coloured wall. Her hands at his collar pulling him against her. The home was your classic middle class two story family home, her room at the back, a mirror image of her sister’s, save for in a state of less disarray, a ensuite bathroom and walk in closet separating the two rooms. Her hand holding his, she pulled him up the stairs and into the room.

Once in the room she hesitated, tasting him on her lips as they stepped into the room. The bed, a sweet little double with black sheets and a grey comforter.

The big bay window was open causing the gossamer black and grey curtains to sway in the breeze. She felt a bit out of sorts, having someone else in her bedroom, especially in this intimate fashion. Suddenly a lot more nervous then she had been. She focused that feeling, her fingers sliding the zipper of her skirt down the fabric falling in puddle about her feet.

She didn’t say anything. Those big blue eyes of hers on his. Her whole body tingled in anticipation, her heart thumping in her ears, she almost feared closing the gap between them lest he feel the thudding and she reveal just too much.

Kira whispered his name, finding it unbelievably strange how strong the pull was but, here, sober, able to see him in the early evening sun, was different, intimate.

 

[Russian Vodka]

Nathan let her pick her place, figuring they would be alright there. He drove according to her directions, it didn't seem like he had any trouble driving as they got there. He parked in the driveway, not wanting to be in the way, he got out with her, leaving his bag in the car as he let her unlock it and guide them in, hearing the door closing behind him as their lips pressed against each other, making him bend down into her.

He savored the metallic taste of her snake bite and her lips combined as she backed herself up against the wall, while pulling him with her. He broke it before they got too far, pulling back to let her show him to her room. He was right behind her as they entered. He was impressed with her room, kept nice and clean, and it was different from what he was used to seeing as he looked around before seeing her looking a bit uneasy. He figured it was because he was there, as she unzipped her skirt and let it fall.

He looked into her big, blue eyes. They were all he needed to see as he pushed the door to close behind him before he moved in to kiss her, this time initiating it, he bent down in the process, his hands sliding around her thighs, his slender fingers reaching up over her rear as he lifted her feet off the ground and levelled her head with his. The muscle in his body showed more prominently like this, even though the shirt as he carried her to the bed, kissing her passionately in the process, his tongue out to tease her lips and the snake bites as he laid her down on her back with him on top, his pants already tightening from how it went. But he wanted to savor this, their first time together while being sober. The intimacy was overwhelming and he could tell she wanted to enjoy every moment too.

 

[MissKitty19]

The moan slipped out of her throat against his lips. Her hands sliding over his strong shoulders and arms, before slipping to his shirt hem. Her fingertips brushing softly across the skin there, just above the waist of his pants. Delighting in the feel of his bare skin under her fingertips. The kiss broke as she pulled his shirt off, up and over. Her first glimpse in the light of day. She didn't say anything as she curled forward, placing gentle kisses along his collar and over his chest. She could feel his arousal through his pants as her fingers drifted down.

That she didn't recall much of, except how it felt as her innocence stretched around it. The sharp pain that had made stronger woman then herself cry out, she had hidden from him. At least she hoped she had. He needn't worry about hurting her this time.

He tasted like sweat, and smelled of the same cologne she could recall so vividly from the night before, as his touch dragged over the skin of her thighs she drew closer, desperate almost to close the distance between them.

She removed her layered shirts.Now almost completely nude before him, the small lace pink and black panties and the matching push up bra. The lace played on her ribs under her bust and accented the small amount of cleavage her modest bust size could accomplish. She wasn't even completely bare before him, and suddenly she was nervous. She was a girl and like most there were parts of her body she didn't like, her bust size, too small, the rose color of her nipples was too dark, the little freckles that marked her upper thigh. Laying in front of him, He could see all of it.

The tattoo that rested on her hip, a dove. Holding a ribbon, That when she stood next to her sister, completed a knot between the two matching images. The piercing glinted through the lace of her panties through the lace in her panties as in a break between their kisses her lips drew close to his ear, she didn't need to whisper, they were alone, but, what she had to say was just for him, as her fingers delved into his pants, brushing against the sensitive flesh there. Delighting in the way it responded to her touch.

"Gabriel. I want you." Punctuated my a kiss just below his earlobe.

 

[Russian Vodka]

Feeling her fingers and hands down his back, Gabriel had to move his hands off her long enough to let her remove his shirt. He threw it aside while groaning, the metal of her snake bites mixing with the heat of her lips on his skin he looked down. He didn't get to help her with the layered shirts. Her pale skin made him remember the previous night further, how smooth and soft she felt.

He pushed down a bit eagerly, kissing her throat and down over her collarbone towards her covered breasts. He knew there was no turning back now, and he didn't want to either as he moved a hand up her side, feeling her ribs. He was snapped out of her sweet taste when her fingers slid down the front of his pants. His stomach sucked in as he took a sudden breath before relaxing. He was hard because of her touch. Bigger than average as he heard her words whispered in his ear.

A gasp erupted from his lips as she kissed him below the earlobe. Making him move in to bite her ear softly, his hands moving up to her bra, fumbling to find out how it worked before he skillfully snapped it open and removed it, exposing her chest as he bend downwards to kiss her right breast right around the nipple. "Let me prepare you first, Kira." He told her, looking up into her eyes, his hands moving down over her skin.

Her panties soon got pulled down, one hand on them, the other loved in between her legs, flicking the recent piercing before rubbing his index finger in between her folds and curling it into her.

 

[MissKitty19]

Kira's gaze was surprised as it met his. Vulnerable in her complete nudity as she watched his finger flick the piercing, the sting of a fresh piercing accompanying the sensation of the piercings location. The inner walls of her vaginal opening closing tightly around the finger. An inhale as it entered and then a soft gasp accompanied the slow curl of his finger inside of her.

"Shit." Drawing one of her snakebites into her mouth as she bit onto her pout bottom lip. Her back arcing ever so slightly, urging his touch forward. More. All she could think was more.

One of her hands gripped the sheets, black fabric bunched between her fingers as the braced there. Her other hand slid gently along his skin, up his arm and along his shoulder, before settling at the base of his head and lacing in amongst his hair. Fingertips dragging over his scalp. It wouldn't take much coaxing to have her soaked. Still she moved with his fingers, her moans turning into desperate pleas, he'd bring her so close to the edge and pull back, weak from her prolonged torment, it took everything she had to reverse their positions. Catching him off guard working in her favor.

She undid his pants pushing them and his undergarments down enough to unleash him. Before the cool air had a chance to touch him her hands hand moved. Moving curiously, her thumb brushed against the tip, Blue eyes darkened with arousal, watching, taking note of what he liked and repeating those actions with a playful little grin. As she knelt at his side.

Her other hand leaving momentarily was her left continued it's ministrations, coaxing his pants off. For a moment she considered leaning forward and tasting him, but decided against it.

Once the two of them were naked she felt a bit more confident. Shifting onto his lap and kissing him again. Finding she kind of liked sitting astride him. She rolled her hips forward and elicited a gasp from herself as her soaked sensitive nether region dragged against him.

She'd never wanted anything before. Her father had ensured that his girls never wanted for anything, but she wanted Gabriel. The look in her eyes akin to the same pleading gaze she'd giving him the night before.

 

[Russian Vodka]

The way her body reacted to his touch felt almost magical to Gabriel. Her walls tightening around his finger as her hand sliding up into his hair. He wanted to bring her close, to tease her as he heard her desperate pleas. But there would be no release for the smaller punk girl yet as he withdrew his finger, sliding it teasingly along the base of her piercing.

He didn't really realise he had let his guard down until she had rolled them over and was busy getting his pants off. He sprung out once his boxers slipped past, right into her soft, delicate touch, making him move his hips, rolling into her explorative hands. He let her experience how it felt to stroke him, the weak spots he had and his body trembled ever so slightly from the sheer anticipation as he looked up at her.

He didn't care what they did or what happened around them as she moved to straddle him, her wetness dragging along his length, each of the eight inches hard and ready for her as his abdominal muscles flexed while he sat up, his pants kicked off his feet when she had gotten them far enough down.

She returned her kiss with passion. Never had he missed anything or wanted something as bad as in these moments when his hands went down her back, finding and squeezing her delicious ass. He used it to lift her up over him in the kiss. "Let us guide each other together." He moaned against her lips, his eyes looking deep into hers as he gave her time to hold him under her before he lowered her downwards over him, feeling the welcoming warmth and wetness of her prepared body against his hard, almost throbbing length.

 

[MissKitty19]

Her eyes closed once he was fully inside her, there was no pain this time, only the delicious feeling of how her still very sensitive walls stretched around him Her hands left the apex of their joined bodies and slid upwards, settling on his shoulder and at the back of his neck to pull him into a kiss that would silence her gasp as she lifted herself slowly on her knees rolling her hips forward before setting back. The movement dragged him against her inner walls slowly and she found she quite liked the motion, repeating it. Eventually the action still slow, and deliberate became too much to smother her pleasures sounds with a kiss, Especially when he decided to meet her motions halfway.

Kira moved her kisses to Gabriel's collar, where a particularly well met thrust cause her to nip gently at his shoulder.

Then, partially out of curiosity, partially to continue to chase that high point that his fingers had promised but had denied her. She arched her back and brought herself down onto him, and she felt him, Slowly drag over somewhere inside her, before bottoming out, The shock of him suddenly hitting her cervix nearly made her jump. It was a surprising feeling, and the next time, instead of pulling away she ground her hips in a slow circular motion , savoring the sensation of being completely filled by him.

In this moment, their actions becoming more frenzied. She was seeking the promise of that release and she couldn't bring herself to care that she barely knew anything about this man. That he was her complete opposite or that afterwards there would likely be little affection. For this moment all that mattered was how well they fit together.

The first time she came her painted nails raked down her partners back.and her body quivered the sound that came from her was something carnal, coming from deep in the back of her throat.

 

[Russian Vodka]

Gabriel felt the motion of her sinking down over him, feeling the tightness stretching around his length until they were joined fully. He gave her the time she needed as they kissed, letting her remain in control as she had claimed it just prior to this. The kiss silenced both her gasp and his groans as he felt himself throbbing with delight inside her. He wanted her badly, but he had learned to be patient.

She took charge, rolling her hips against him at first, his body returning her moves soon, meeting her halfways onot each thrust as the passion and heat between them started building up the heat in his body steadily. Her lips on his collar and shoulder until she decided to change it up. As she arched her back and drove herself down over him with this new angle, he felt the bump inside her, knowing perfectly well just how deep he was.

Then he was inside her, their bodies joined completely as he felt her turning up her pace. His heart pounded in his chest as he returned her movements, grinding against her and meeting her moves with his thrusts as he pushed his head forward, bending down to kiss one of her breasts right by the nipple before taking it in his mouth, teasing it with his teeth while licking it and sucking lightly, his hands moving on her back, or even on her lower to hold her stable, the other up to gently grip the back of her neck.

Social status meant nothing to him in those moments. She was all there was room for in his world qwerty they were joined in deep unison. Then suddenly, her nails scratched his back, leaving red welts, a reminder later from what they'd done as he felt her tighten and quiver against him. There was no point in holding back while she orgasmed, leaving him to push as deep into her as he could, barely feeling the bump that was the opening to her cervix before he came, his head tilting back as he moaned out her name in a longingly, ecstatic tone.

 

[MissKitty19]

Mira held onto him. For several long moments. Partially out of the exhaustion that was brought on by their activities and partially to savor the feeling as she came down from the high of her orgasm. When she did let him go, it wasn't to hurriedly dress as one would expect, instead, she moved back on the bed and pulled him up with her. She didn't expect cuddles but she wasn't going to kick him out. If he wanted to run out though, she'd let him without a fuss.

Though now the reality of all of this hit her, hard. She couldn't really brush this off as a drunken mistake.

Did they tell people? Parade around for all to see? Did they date? If that was the case they had skipped a few steps. No. She wasn't sure she would be cut out to be the next "Amanda" on his are. All those thoughts complicated by the way even now, completely satisfied, her body was itching for another go round with him.

She didn't rush to clean up either, though she knew she would have to eventually, as she rolled onto her side, facing him, an arm crossed over her chest her pink and white/blonde locks, dampened with sweat.

" We probably shouldn't have done that."

It wasn't a question but a statement, and one said without regret. A smile then, one that not many had the pleasure of seeing, showing she had the same potential for that spark her sister had, perhaps it just took a different kind of coaxing to bring it out.

" You can stay the night if you'd like." Forward of her but she had an agenda there." I'd like to do that again."

Honest and blunt of her as she pushed back the comforter and covered herself with a soft sheet. They probably should discuss what they were going to do, like they should have before she practically jumped him.

 

[Russian Vodka]

Gabriel held on to her as they came down from their moment of bliss together, a smile on his face as he let her pull off. He knew what they had done as he laid up next to her, watching her, trying not to stare as he couldn't bring himself to leave or say anything. The moment felt a bit awkward after all. They had had sex twice now and there were questions that needed to be posed and answered before they could figure it all out properly together. Suddenly, she was the first to speak, her voice sounding sweet and melodious to his ears.

He knew she was right. They were in different social groups and he looked at her after she had turned around. He wanted to roll his eyes at her and call her silly. That could just ruin everything as he moved in closer, his arm moving around her waist to gently pull her towards him.

"I don't think I care about what we should and shouldn't." He smiled gently, knowing it didn't matter anymore. "We both want each other. But we come from different groups. I don't want this to be just quick and over, yet if anyone finds out, we both stand to lose a lot." He admitted, knowing her group didn't like his and vice versa.

He watched as she covered up, making him move in and kiss her on her lips for a moment. "I'll accept the offer. Spending a night sober with you is sure to be better than not remembering a drunk night." He teased her softly before stretching in front of her, his skin covered in a thin layer of perspiration from their fun as he didn't bother covering up while she was present.

 

[MissKitty19]

She took in the full sight of him as she settled down, her multi- toned locks on the pillow, a shock of color on the otherwise dark abyss that the black case to match the rest of the bed set. Wondering why he had said yes. If she was just a hit and quit he'd be gone by now, but he did admit to wanting her. An alarm set, early enough that he could easily get home before they both had classes the next day.

She'd fall asleep before him.

And wake up before him, Her body, still nude and fully aware of how close he was to her. She smiled and slid down on the bed muttering to herself that she had never taken him for a cuddler. She knew her movement would likely wake him, but she wanted to try something. He was hard, and though a part of her swelled with pride, she knew it was likely just a side effect of a good night sleep. Under the thin sheet her hands caressed the sensitive flesh there, she leaned forward her tongue brushed over the tip, curious, inquisitive before closing around the tip and sinking forward.

She wasn't capable of taking all of him in her mouth, though she tried, gently sucking as she withdrew, once at the tip again her tongue circled the tip before repeating the action, tracing each withdrawal with her hand to continue the motion, when the sheet was pulled back, she knew he was awake, and her big blue eyes glanced up amid the work before she sunk down again, she could feel him there at her throat, as her tongue bathed the underside with each stroke. Curling to caress it gently.

She was inexperienced. And occasionally stumbled but in her Ernest, she wanted him to cum. The reward of him in her mouth would be bittersweet though, literally.

--
"Kiki What's with you today, so spacey." Her sister asked as she sat a few days later after the school day had let out with her friends. She was perched on a railing, her heavy boots hooked around the bottom to secure her seat. Connor sat beside her, and passed her the pen he'd been doodling with. " You said you'd help me with this math."

As she took the paper, her phone vibrated in the pocket of her slim black jeans.

Spacey wasn't exactly the right word. Preoccupied was more like it. She hadn't heared form him in a couple days, beyond catching sight of him in class and in the halls. She didn't react, easy enough when her sister was around, Which was nearly always. The redheaded twin was always seen with her tall lanky boyfriend and Connor was always close behind. The other, more putter members of their little group would change frequently.

" Connor, you need a tutor. Your math is worse then my history." She ginned as she helped point out what he needed to work on, when she had a moment she checked the message on her phone.

 

[Russian Vodka]

Gabriel had given up on trying to find reasons for sticking around and being with her. He enjoyed the day with her, their moments together before he felt her fall asleep in his arms first. His own sleep was heavy, good and comfortable. He didn't even have any dreams to bother him until he was awoken the next morning.

It made him stir when she licked the tip, just slightly. It was enough to wake him when she wrapped her lips around him and tried to take him into her mouth, making him groan, one of his hands moving to push her hair out of her face as he let her work him on her own. His other hand pushing the sheets off them, seeing those big blue eyes as she worked on him. He could feel her mouth, how deep she could handle him. Despite her inexperience, it was good, he enjoyed her. Though he was sensitive from the previous night, and it went to her benefit as he left a hand on the back of her head, his body soon shuddering. "Fuck, Kira..." He moaned out, trying to hold his hips back from bucking too much forward as he came in her mouth, letting her taste him.

Even after all that, he seemed to have no problem giving her a proper, passionate kiss before he left.

--

After that day, Jackson was on him every day. He hadn't been able to even text Kira. He'd been halfways in a haze the first day, making his friends and group wonder just what was up with him. He told them not to bother. He knew they'd just call him a player if he told them he was hooking up with a girl.

Then he finally got a break, having dropped Jackson off at his Football practice, Gabriel sat in his car, looking around, looking at his friend and then pulling out his phone. He found where he had her number saved, biting his lower lip as he tried to figure out where he wanted to meet her.

It came a moment later, a text asking her to meet him at the parking lot by the café they'd gone to. And a mention of him hoping she would be there. He didn't know if he could tell her that he missed her or wanted her yet. He thought about her all the time, their day together and the passion they shared.

He was there before the time he'd mentioned, his car parked where she would definitely spot it as he just waited, his heart pounding as he knew there was a chance she wouldn't be able to make it.

 

[MissKitty19]

She'd snuck out. Her sister and father both home it'd been harder to come and see him then she had initially anticipated. Nadia was yelling at her father about something or other, Kira didn't guess at it. She simply kissed her Father's cheek and made her way out the door. She'd be back.

For all they knew, she was just going out for a coffee. It would have to stay that way.

She was wearing the same thing she had at school that day, a soft black sweater , a few sizes to big and a pair of black and pink striped leggings, comfortable, and not really all that sexy. She kind of wished that she had the opportunity to change. Though, the bright pink and black lace panties and bralett that she wore would not disappoint.

She slid into the passenger seat and reached over, kissing Gabriel, her hands holding the sides of his face, tenderly as they turned his gaze onto her, and she pulled back. Kira opened her mouth to say something, something about missing him, wanting to see him. She decided to forgo it, it wasn't necessary and it was far too soon in their torrid romance to have such sentiments, let alone share them. Instead she cast the feeling and want onto him.

" You asked to see me?"

She didn't have long, a few hours at most but if it meant kissing him again...

At the same time her sister was sending her a text asking here where she was and a redhead, was walking out of the very coffee shop. He couldn't quite see as well as he would like, but that shock of pink and white hair, had to be Kara, but who was she with?

 

[Russian Vodka]

Gabriel waited anxiously in his car, trying not to look suspicious as a few random people managed to move past him while he sat there. His mind wandering to the thoughts he had about Kira, about her against him. They shared some good memories already, and he wanted to make more with her, to bring them closer.

A bright color caught his eye as she moved up by the car, making him smile at the black and pink striped leggings. The door was unlocked, and he turned to face her when she entered, moving his hand across to her side, gripping her gently through their kiss as he enjoyed the way she put her hands to his face. He couldn't help but feel goofy about the situation, so tender and sweet to each other when they were supposed to not even talk because of their different social groups.

"I did." He admitted, nodding as he looked at her, trying to figure out how to best put the words together while trying to find out if they should meet again at another time. "I wanted to see you. I know we can't do it as much as we'd both like, but I had to see you today." He blushed at his own words, unaware of the eyes gazing at them as he turned to look out the front, giving the redhead a proper view of his face.


"If you have time now, I want to spend some with you. Otherwise, I want to take you to the event two towns over on friday. They're having an oldschool drive-in cinema event." He explained, looking back to her as he couldn't help but catch her eyes. He was battling his own self-control from just kissing her on the spot. While her outfit wasn't exactly sexy, she was still cute, sweet and had some sort of mystery about her. Like she made him want to find out what underwear she wore and remind them both of how it felt to be together. But for now he held himself back.

 

[MissKitty19]

The redhead's eyes widened. No way.

He pulled out his phone and then paused. He should talk to her first, get her side of things. That would be the right thing to do.
- - -
Kira smiled, a blush on her cheeks when he admitted to wanting to see her. That was sweet and it took her off guard. She nodded her agreement, she had time now, but stiffened at his second request. Was he asking her out on a date? A proper date? That seemed out of character for him, well, not really she supposed. More like out of character for what she thought she knew of him.

" I don't have long, but..." Did she admit she wanted to savor each moment with him? No, saying it out loud made it too real, made more of this then just sex, involved emotions that dictated that one, or both of them would end up hurt, or worse, just one of them. Just her. No. Instead she kept the fact that she had wanted to see him too, to herself and let her smile convey the message for her. Before leaning forward and placing a soft kiss on his lips again." I have some time, longer if you take me home after."

Another kiss this one slow, sweet but still wanting.

She'd walk back into the family home, in a fuzzy daze, the feeling of not wanting to part with someone, was new. The want to turn around and slid back into their embrace for just one more kiss, she fought against it all the way up the stairs and into her room. She closed the door and tossed herself onto the bed, the smell of Gabriel on her sweater enough to keep her mind a buzz. Even as her sister snuck into the bed next to her.

" You look like you were out raising hell." A pause and Kira's smile widened. " Why didn't you take me with you Kiki?"

She didn't tell her sister, just mentioned she was out with someone. Her sister prompted for more but never got it. Mira didn't know how much longer she'd be able to hide whom she was spending time with, but for now, she didn't want to worry about what her sister or anyone else thought, she just wanted to enjoy this feeling.