Family Friend (Anglemarr and Nymphia)

Ashley had that feeling that most people who had ever wanted to hide something could probably relate to. Not the guilt. No, she felt as if he already knew. As if he had called her just to see if she would say something. Of course he had no idea, there was no way he would have found out. The only two witnesses were the wrongdoers, but there was no way to avoid that goddamn feeling. She wondered how she was supposed to look him in the eyes without feeling bad, not to mention how the hell she would bring herself to kiss him the next time they met. With her thoughts deeply focused around those questions, she never noticed the door opening, nor did she hear him approach her.

All of a sudden Gaius was there, and she winced, letting out a small noise in surprise. "You sure you're okay?" the voice in the other end of the line asked, and she quickly reacted. "No, I'm good, but... what are you doing?" The question was obviously directed towards Gaius, and the way she turned her head and looked at him translated more to a what the hell are you doing, while she silently mouthed 'it's Philip'. Clearly flustered with her cheeks turning a soft pink, she gently pushed his hand away and turned her gaze out through the window again, suddenly realizing she hadn't listened for an answer. "Err... what did you say? I got a little distracted..." she explained, pushing her body back against Gaius' much taller frame as a silent way of advising him to leave again.

Gaius could just about make out Philip's voice, though it didn't deter him. Instead he tried a different approach, gently massaging her shoulders, working out her pent up frustrations and stresses. His fingers worked deep into the flesh, expert fingers teasing out every knot and tension Ashley had built up in her life. As he worked, he didn't take her pushing back against him as a sign to stop, more as a sign to continue, her slight frame pressing against his mostly hardened prick trapped within his trousers. He never took his eyes off the back of her head as he worked, hand slowly sliding down her arms again, massaging gently. He could see her reflection in the glass of the window, and she could see his, grinning widely, unflinching and unyielding.

His hands worked faster, one sliding round her waist, slipping inside the front of her robe, the other tugging at the knot, causing the garment to fall open. The hand raised high, cupping her breast as if it were made of crystal, gently, affectionately. Leaning forward Gaius kissed along the nape of her neck, lips leaving a trail of barely feelable kisses to her ear (opposite the side of the phone) before tugging gently on the earlobe, taking it between his lips, using the pressure of a slight suck to tease her.

The new approach was hard to resist, and with the vague scent of Gaius' cologne finding its way to her, Ashley could not help but to lean into that touch of his. Having his attention seemed to be convincing enough for her, and having him seek her out again was... strange. It was hard to believe that the older boy she had just secretly been daydreaming about was standing right behind her, and it became even less comprehensible when she felt a long shape pressing against her through few layers of fabric. That feeling made her eyes widen slightly in shock, knowing that she had caused it. That growing desire was all about her, and it only seemed to get harder as she pushed back.

She gasped softly as the robe fell open, catching the sight of his big hands on her body that was already responding to the touch. Little goosebumps and pink, stiffening buds welcomed his touch, while Ashley herself tried to find the determination to reject it. "T-That sounds like fun," she stuttered as a hand went up to cover his, an arm shyly hiding her other breast and her eyes fluttering closed at the gentle kisses upon her skin. "You know, I'd love to hear more, but-," she tried, but the voice in her ear kept talking, just barely pausing at her words, the boyfriend eager to tell her about something making it impossible for her to just interrupt the call. She could see her own reflection in the mirror, framed by a bigger one behind her, and a sudden realization made her squirm slightly as her free hand shifted from her upper body to cover the lower half, Ashley just barely shaking her head and nerviously suckling on her lower lip. Gaius knew who she was on the phone with, knew that they were already playing with fire, and still he touched her openly in the window of her room... had he gone completely mad?

He chuckled softly, just low enough to not be heard, the fact her boyfriend wouldn't let her hang up made the scenario all the more delicious for Gaius. He'd be so busy talking he wouldn't hear a thing. Her hand slid down to cover her pussy, leaving her breasts exposed and at his mercy. He guided her away from the window, towards the bed, just a few tiny steps, guided by the hand on her waist, and the bulge behind her.

Once there his hands crept upwards again, nails delicately tracing her soft flesh up the curve of her breast to a nipple. Tenderly he began to toy with her, hands massaging his prize as he used thumb and forefinger to tweak her nipples, forcing her body to react to him in the most sensual way. Gaius continued to work his lips over the small of her neck, nipping gently at the skin, raking his teeth cautiously over her, relishing in how her body reacted to him.