*when she winces he pulls back, feeling a little guilty, like he's taking advantage of her, but he never went over there with the intention of this happening*
I'm sorry. Are you okay? Maybe you should lay back.
*he realizes too late how suggestive that sounds*
Not...just it's probably better for your leg.
*when she asks what's going on here, he's at a complete loss*
I don't know. I mean we're friends...I don't know.
*he hadn't had this in mind at all when he arrived, but now he couldn't not think about kissing her again*
*he tries to stay out of her way, while she settles in how is comfortable for her, knowing comfort must be hard to find right now*
*he chuckles a little against her lips*
I was planning on it. *even if she wasn't injured, he'd have been planning on it*
*he presses his body closer to hers once she seems comfortable, his lips still moving against hers, holding himself up with one forearm, his other hand, running down her side, sliding under her shirt*
*he notices the way she takes in a breath before kissing him back harder, the kiss empties all other thoughts from his head, he presses more firmly against her*
*his hand runs over her side and over her stomach, waiting for her to relax into him before his hand moves to cup one of her breasts, massaging it, reminding himself to go slow and steady, to not be too rough or do too much at once*
*but his lips move along her jaw line and down to her neck, sucking gently on her pulse point*
*he lets out a sound of contentment when her hands move under his shirt, so that she is finally touching him back*
*he rolls her a little bit to one side so his hand can reach around her to unclasp her bra, so his hand can slide underneath her bra, to touch her chest skin to skin, his thumb brushing over her nipple*
*he lets out a small groan of appreciation nuzzling her neck before returning his lips to hers*
*when her nails run lightly down his back it gives him shivers and he lets out a small whimper, wanting to respond so much more*
*When her hips squirmed against his, he needed to feel closer to her, his hand moved away from her breast and down to her uninjured leg, his fingertips running lightly over the skin, guiding her to bend it at the knee, his hand, running all the way up to her thigh, gently guiding her leg to the side, trying not to jostle her hurt leg too much, as he made room for himself between her legs*
*he gripped her leg tightly when her nails dug into her back, his hips responding again to hers as they squirmed, his thrusting forward*
*he's more than a little surprised when she wraps her leg around him, holding him closer*
*his hips move against hers one more time before he pulls away, sitting up to take his shirt off for, tossing it to the ground, before taking hers off and her bra off*
*his lips moving down her collarbone to her breasts*
*smirks down at her as she grins at seeing his bare chest, her hands running over his skin*
*he sees the way that she bites her lips, like she's self conscious, but she has nothing to be self conscious about*
*he pulls away from her skin after having paid both her breasts equal attention to look at her, his eyes meeting hers*
You're beautiful. *he tells her before kissing his way down to her stomach*
*she starts to whimper, but the sound dies way too quickly, he looks up again to see her clamping her mouth shut, trying to keep quiet*
I like the little sounds you make. *he murmurs against her skin as he kisses around her belly button, nipping at her skin lightly, hoping he'd get to hear that sound again at least*
*he smirks as she tries to speak her breath coming out in pants as she whimpers more loudly, knowing that it felt really good was definitely a boost to his male ego*
You're sure?
*he asks her, as his hands move to rest on the waistline of her shorts, his tongue trailing over her skin as he waited for an answer*
*grins as he sits up again, kicking his own jeans off, but leaving his boxers on for now, then he hooked his fingers into her pants and panties, she lifted off the bed, so that he could pull them down, he took great care to try his hardest to not hurt her injured leg as his hands brushed over her skin, removing the pants*
*he saw the burns on one leg and the scar from the pitchfork on the other, but he didn't care, she was still breathtakingly beautiful*
Jesus *he murmured, his lips moving over the recent scar, the scar he still felt responsible for, his hand brushing over her burn scars* You're magnificent.
*his hand moved from her burn to brush over her inner thigh and then to caress her folds gently, kissing her hip before his lips found hers again*
*she lifts her hips as much as she can to help him, leaning up to look down at him, looking a little self-conscious again*
I...my legs are a little...messed up, I guess.
*but when he touches her, she lets out a loud moan, falling back against the bed again*
*when he leans back up to kiss her again, she kisses him back enthusiastically, running her hands down his sides, back up to his shoulders, digging her nails in*
Re: After the Orchard
Date: 2013-03-16 11:52 pm (UTC)*she smiles wide, putting her hand on his jaw, going back in to kiss him harder*
<3 Sugar
Re: After the Orchard
Date: 2013-03-17 12:14 am (UTC)*his free hand moves to rest on her hip, his thumb running over the skin between the hem of her shirt and the waistband of her pants*
~Lip
Re: After the Orchard
Date: 2013-03-17 12:33 am (UTC)*she goes to turn towards him, moving closer, but when she does, pain shoots through her leg*
*she gasps and pulls back, wincing*
I- I...sorry....I...what's...what's going on here?
<3 Sugar
Re: After the Orchard
Date: 2013-03-17 12:39 am (UTC)I'm sorry. Are you okay? Maybe you should lay back.
*he realizes too late how suggestive that sounds*
Not...just it's probably better for your leg.
*when she asks what's going on here, he's at a complete loss*
I don't know. I mean we're friends...I don't know.
*he hadn't had this in mind at all when he arrived, but now he couldn't not think about kissing her again*
~Lip
Re: After the Orchard
Date: 2013-03-17 12:52 am (UTC)We're friends...who were just kissing...
*bites her lip, looking back at the bed, then back at him*
I have to tell you, though...I haven't really done much...of anything...if you want to do that...
<3 Sugar
Re: After the Orchard
Date: 2013-03-17 01:00 am (UTC)*she looks nervously between him and the bed, and he realizes that if she's not done much of anything, he probably sounds like an ass*
Hey *he tries to assure her, and maybe himself at the same time* I didn't come here to do anything.
*his thumb brushes over her bottom lip because he really does want to kiss her again*
So we'll do whatever you want to do.
~Lip
Re: After the Orchard
Date: 2013-03-17 01:10 am (UTC)What if...I do want to do something?
<3 Sugar
Re: After the Orchard
Date: 2013-03-17 01:42 am (UTC)*he lifts her legs onto the bed gently as he hovers over her a little as he leans in to kiss her again*
We could definitely do something too.
~Lip
Re: After the Orchard
Date: 2013-03-17 01:55 am (UTC)*she has butterflies in her stomach, but she smiles wide up at him*
I think you're going to have to help me take my clothes off.
<3 Sugar
Re: After the Orchard
Date: 2013-03-17 02:15 am (UTC)*he chuckles a little against her lips*
I was planning on it. *even if she wasn't injured, he'd have been planning on it*
*he presses his body closer to hers once she seems comfortable, his lips still moving against hers, holding himself up with one forearm, his other hand, running down her side, sliding under her shirt*
~Lip
Re: After the Orchard
Date: 2013-03-17 02:24 am (UTC)*she sucks in a breath when his hand goes under her shirt, but she pulls his closer, kissing him harder, letting him know it's okay*
<3 Sugar
Re: After the Orchard
Date: 2013-03-17 02:57 am (UTC)*his hand runs over her side and over her stomach, waiting for her to relax into him before his hand moves to cup one of her breasts, massaging it, reminding himself to go slow and steady, to not be too rough or do too much at once*
*but his lips move along her jaw line and down to her neck, sucking gently on her pulse point*
~Lip
Re: After the Orchard
Date: 2013-03-17 03:10 am (UTC)*she whines ever so softly when he touches her, kisses her neck*
*she moves her hands to his back, moving one down to the hem of his shirt, slipping her hand underneath, running her hand up his back*
<3 Sugar
Re: After the Orchard
Date: 2013-03-17 03:24 am (UTC)*he rolls her a little bit to one side so his hand can reach around her to unclasp her bra, so his hand can slide underneath her bra, to touch her chest skin to skin, his thumb brushing over her nipple*
*he lets out a small groan of appreciation nuzzling her neck before returning his lips to hers*
~Lip
Re: After the Orchard
Date: 2013-03-17 03:35 am (UTC)*she moans softly when he touches her breast, her hips squirming*
*she digs her nails into his back when he kisses her again, nipping at his lips*
<3 Sugar
Re: After the Orchard
Date: 2013-03-17 04:02 am (UTC)*When her hips squirmed against his, he needed to feel closer to her, his hand moved away from her breast and down to her uninjured leg, his fingertips running lightly over the skin, guiding her to bend it at the knee, his hand, running all the way up to her thigh, gently guiding her leg to the side, trying not to jostle her hurt leg too much, as he made room for himself between her legs*
*he gripped her leg tightly when her nails dug into her back, his hips responding again to hers as they squirmed, his thrusting forward*
~Lip
Re: After the Orchard
Date: 2013-03-17 04:22 am (UTC)*she pushes his shirt up more, wanting him to take it off*
<3 Sugar
Re: After the Orchard
Date: 2013-03-17 04:34 am (UTC)*his hips move against hers one more time before he pulls away, sitting up to take his shirt off for, tossing it to the ground, before taking hers off and her bra off*
*his lips moving down her collarbone to her breasts*
~Lip
Re: After the Orchard
Date: 2013-03-17 04:45 am (UTC)*when he takes her shirt and bra off, she bites her lips self-consciously, but the feeling doesn't last long when his lips are on her again*
*lets out a whimper, but bites her lips, not sure of how loud she should be*
<3 Sugar
Re: After the Orchard
Date: 2013-03-17 05:23 am (UTC)*he sees the way that she bites her lips, like she's self conscious, but she has nothing to be self conscious about*
*he pulls away from her skin after having paid both her breasts equal attention to look at her, his eyes meeting hers*
You're beautiful. *he tells her before kissing his way down to her stomach*
*she starts to whimper, but the sound dies way too quickly, he looks up again to see her clamping her mouth shut, trying to keep quiet*
I like the little sounds you make. *he murmurs against her skin as he kisses around her belly button, nipping at her skin lightly, hoping he'd get to hear that sound again at least*
~Lip
Re: After the Orchard
Date: 2013-03-17 05:39 am (UTC)Good...c-cause it feels...really good...
<3 Sugar
Re: After the Orchard
Date: 2013-03-17 05:51 am (UTC)You're sure?
*he asks her, as his hands move to rest on the waistline of her shorts, his tongue trailing over her skin as he waited for an answer*
~Lip
Re: After the Orchard
Date: 2013-03-17 05:58 am (UTC)Uh huh. Real sure.
<3 Sugar
Re: After the Orchard
Date: 2013-03-17 06:15 am (UTC)*he saw the burns on one leg and the scar from the pitchfork on the other, but he didn't care, she was still breathtakingly beautiful*
Jesus *he murmured, his lips moving over the recent scar, the scar he still felt responsible for, his hand brushing over her burn scars* You're magnificent.
*his hand moved from her burn to brush over her inner thigh and then to caress her folds gently, kissing her hip before his lips found hers again*
~Lip
Re: After the Orchard
Date: 2013-03-17 06:32 am (UTC)I...my legs are a little...messed up, I guess.
*but when he touches her, she lets out a loud moan, falling back against the bed again*
*when he leans back up to kiss her again, she kisses him back enthusiastically, running her hands down his sides, back up to his shoulders, digging her nails in*
<3 Sugar
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