The Chill of Night {Andrew}

[Andrew Preston]

He noticed that she'd looked away frown him with a light frown after he said most of the talk that was going around about him was true, and he wasn't overly surprised about it, though he was feeling a bit uneasy. For some reason, he didn't want her to think he was the worst bastard on earth, and what he was saying right now probably made him sound like one. He never cared about that, so why now? And why hadn't he just lied anyway? It wasn't as though it would have been the first time that he did, would it. But he just didn't want to start off by lying to her, and that in itself was quite surprising. He just hoped that she wouldn't just get back to her feet and leave the room now, just like he half expected her to do. Of course, she might have expected this in some way - he knew gossip was rarely true, but at the same time, did she really think every single thing that was being said about him was all crap?

He was a bit surprised when he saw her turning back to look at him again, almost as though she was examining him. He wasn't staring straight at her, he was still mainly looking at the ceiling, but he could see most of what she was doing by the corner of his eye, and though he was surprised she hadn't left, he was glad about it too. He didn't exactly know how to act anymore though, or what to say. He figured he might just wait until she spoke up herself, and then they'd go from there. This night was just turning out to be nothing like what he'd have expected. Not that he'd expected much anyway - he'd figured they'd both have gone back to bed a while ago, seeing how late it was, yet they were still here, talking about things he usually kept to himself. Weird.

Next thing that happened was nothing short of a shock to him, and definitely not the reaction he thought she'd have had. When he felt her hand reaching for his once more, her fingers intwining with his, he couldn't help but smile lightly though he was definitely surprised by the turn of situation. He listened to her as she spoke, giving a small nod as she mentioned it wasn't really anybody else's business but his and that everybody made mistakes. Of course, some of those mistakes he could have kept himself from doing, but he didn't mention that just now. Instead, he moved his hand a bit, hesitating a bit as he used his thumb to stroke the back of her hand a bit but figuring that she'd just ask him to stop if it made her uncomfortable in any way.

He turned his head slightly to look at her when she thanked him for hanging out with her, smiling a bit. "Nothing to thank me for, I enjoyed it just as much," he said with a smile. It was true, too. Here he was, practically pouring out his soul to this curious, attractive girl, and he considered it to be a great way to spend his evening. Maybe growing up didn't only happen in fairy tales after all. As she asked yet another question, he looked at her thoughtfully for a few seconds before answering. "Some things I would," he said with a slight nod. Some things for which he really did feel bad though he never told anybody about it. "And then some more, but probably for the wrong reasons," he added with a small smile. Like the whole Addison story - that one, he wouldn't take back because of whatever had happened that could be considered wrong, but mainly because of how it'd affected his reputation.

[Marley Crane]

Marley bit her lip, trying not to blush as she felt Andrew stroke the back of her hand lightly with his thumb. Okay, so, it was weird thinking that a few hours ago, she never would have dreamed that she would be talking to Andrew and holding his hand while lying down on a stage. She'd talked more seriously with him in a half an hour, more than she ever had done with someone she'd known for years. How weird was this. She turned to look at him and smiled when he said that he enjoyed hanging out with her as much as she enjoyed hanging with him. She smiled and turned to look back at the ceiling as he looked at her thoughtfully. When he began to answer, she slowly looked back at him. She nodded when he said that he would take some things back. She figured he probably didn't want to talk about it, so she let it drop.

After a few seconds, she looked up at the ceiling once more, pondering on what she should say. She thought of it and then said, "I don't think I would," she paused, "Take anything back, that is. I mean.. I've made a lot of mistakes." Yeah, definitely A LOT. she thought, then continued, "But I think that if I hadn't have made them, I wouldn't be who I am now. I'm starting to become okay with who I am." She looked at him, smiling slightly, "I don't think I'd want to change it." After a few seconds, she bit her lip and laughed slightly, "But that's kind of my screwed sense of what is right and wrong and whats good and bad. Some people think it's weird that I wouldn't change anything." She shrugged as she said that.

She thought for a few seconds on what questions she should ask. She was easily fascinated with people but it seemed that Andrew was more fascinating because he never talked about himself. I mean, yeah, she'd heard things from other people but she'd been learning a lot this night and she still wanted to know more. She used to think that he was the type that wouldn't have any secrets and he would do whatever whenever but now she wasn't so sure. Now that she'd actually gotten to know him, he seemed like the type that didn't really give a rats ass about himself and mostly just kept everything inside. She scooted a bit closer to him, not really aware that she did so, since she was lost in what questions she was going to ask.

Finally she turned to him to ask him a question and she noticed that they were closer than before. Then she vaguely remembered scooting closer to him and she almost laughed at the fact that she had spaced off. Coughing slightly, she said, "Alright, time to hound you with more questions. Are you ready?" she raised an eyebrow. He seemed like he would never not be ready for a question, so she just asked him, "Okay, how many girlfriends have you had? What's the craziest thing you've ever done? Oh, and would you rather be barefoot or have socks on?" Those were probably completely random, but she didn't care. She actually laughed as she thought of how fast she had asked those questions.

[Andrew Preston]

Andrew sighed a bit as he kept stroking the back of her hand lightly, unable to keep himself from noticing how soft her skin was. There was a slight edge of roughness to his own hands, not necessarily more than what was to be expected, but against the smoothness of her own skin it was easier to feel. He'd heard once from someone that the degree of softness of your hands actually determined how nice of a person you were. He'd figured that was crap when he'd first heard it, and even now today as he thought back on it he still wasn't too sure he even believed in it. But at that moment, he thought that it must mean she was one of the nicest people alive, and he couldn't keep himself from wondering how soft the rest of her body would feel like if he got to touch it, just running his hands along the length of her arms, across her stomach, the expanse of her back...

He shook the thought out of his mind, knowing that he could easily lose control on these kind of thoughts and at that moment he couldn't exactly afford to do that, especially seeing that it could often bring on a certain kind of reaction that would be easy to see even from her point of view, depending on how far exactly he let those thoughts go. After all, he was just a normal teenage boy with hormones that often went through the roof, but he was still able to control himself if the need came to it. And right now, there was most definitely a need for it. He tried to look as normal as possible as she spoke next, smiling a bit at her. It was a good way of looking at things, of course. However Andrew knew he'd messed up quite a few times and though it had helped him become who he 'was' today, it didn't mean it was his real self.

He couldn't help but smiled when he noticed her scooting closer to him, giving a small squeeze of his hand as he kept holding hers. He was getting conflicted feelings at this very moment, and it wasn't necessarily a good thing. He couldn't help but wonder what she was expecting right now, and he hoped it wasn't too much. Yes, they'd gotten closer tonight... but there were a lot of things to consider at this point. For one thing, he highly doubt she was the kind of girl to want to have an open relationship, and he wasn't sure if he was ready to be completely commited to someone or be in a serious relationship. That wasn't even something he'd have thought of or considered before tonight, and it was weird in itself that he was even thinking of it right now.

He kept looking at her and couldn't help but grin lightly when she turned her head slightly, seeing that she was slightly taken aback by their proximity, which was a bit ironic considering she'd been the one to move closer. He smiled a bit as she asked if he was ready for some more questions and nodded slightly, turning his head back to look at the celing. It was a bit harder now to look at her seeing how close they were at the moment. "Are you really sure you want answers to that?" he asked with a small smirk, knowing those questions were going somewhere they hadn't before, or at least his answers would. "If I'm completely honest, and depending on your definition of a girlfriend, I don't think I can consider anybody I've been out with as a girlfriend... they were more of flings, but if that counts too, then I really couldn't say how many," he admitted before grinning a bit as he was about to answer the next question. "Craziest thing I've done... breaking into a public pool in the middle of the night with one of my previously mentionned flings, and doing things that aren't really considered all that innocent while in there," he said, not wanting to plainly say he'd had sex there in case it'd offend her. "And I'd have to say barefoot," he finished with a small laugh. "What about you?"

[Marley Crane]

Marley laughed as he asked if she really wanted the answers to the questions and she nodded her head enthusiastically. She looked up at the ceiling, listening to his answers. So, he'd had lots of flings but no girlfriends? Typical guy at the school, she supposed. Or at least, thats what a lot of guys wanted at the school. But that's probably one of the few things that Andrew had in common with the guys of this school. Well, except obviously he liked sex, which the guys did. She yawned slightly, but not too much. She was getting a bit tired, but didn't want to go back to the dorms just yet. She was having fun.

He moved on to the next question and she listened closely. She laughed as the images of what he had just said flooded her brain. She seriously wondered why someone would break into a public pool to have sex, but, maybe he was into that kind of thing. Well, obviously he was. Kinky. she thought and almost laughed at that. She slightly considered asking if they'd actually had sex in the pool or if they did it by the pool, but she figured that was a bit too personal of a question. She had to admit, that did sound pretty crazy. Pretty fun, too. she thought and then shook away that thought, blushing. He then moved on and said that he would rather be barefoot. Good for him. she thought. She couldn't stand wearing socks.

He then asked her to answer the questions. Ah, that was going to be fun. She thought back, wondering how many boyfriends she had. She studied the engravings on the ceiling as she thought and finally she thought of something, "Well, I've never had any girlfriends, but I have made out with a girl once." Yeah, shocker as most people would say. Not many people knew a lot about her at this school. Hmmm.. but was that a good thing? She laughed and said, "As for boyfriends.. I've had three. But technically one didn't count because it was only for like a day, until he found out who my brother was." She coughed and fidgeted slightly. The next question was a bit tougher. She'd done a lot of crazy things but she couldn't pick which one was the craziest. It took her a bit, but she finally thought of it and she began laughing. The memory was still fresh in her mind and she could see it like she was there, but it was actually funny, unlike the day after it happened. She finally stopped laughing and she said, "Okay so I went to this party this summer.. got piss drunk and," she paused, thinking about it, "I decided that I was going to get up on the pool table, interrupt the game and completely strip to the song 'Crazy Bitch'." She didn't turn her head to look at Andrew, she just kept staring at the ceiling, face red. "Yeah, that was an experience and a few of the guys at the school will never look at me the same way again." she said, before laughing again. She turned to look at him and said, "I'm surprised that isn't gossiped about." and then shrugged.

She sat there, lost in her memories and then remembered that there was another question that she hadn't answered. "Oh!" she said and then lifted up her legs, showing him her bare feet. Her right one had a tattoo of 'The Eye of Horus' on it. The summer before last, she'd gotten it and it was a pretty interesting day when she got it. Her friends all thought it was weird, but she's always been interested in Egyptian stuff, so she got that tattoo. She also had another tattoo of a clover on her hip bone just above her underwear line, but not many people saw that. Minus the people at that party the night that she got drunk. She laid her legs back down and looked over at Andrew once more. "So," she began, "How old were you when you lost your virginity? You know.. if that's not to personal or anything." She fidgeted slightly, "Also what's your all time favorite movie and also if you could go to one country, where would you go, what would you do and why?" She blushed again as she felt his thumb on the back of her hand. She hadn't been thinking about it, but now thats what she was thinking about as she waited for him to talk, turning to look at him.

[Andrew Preston]

He gave a small smile when he noticed her yawning but he couldn't help himself to ask her if she was too tired and wanted to leave now. It was a bit selfish of him but he didn't want her to leave, he was really enjoying this little evening. He wondered what it would end up leading to but that he didn't really want to think about for now. He wasn't really the kind of guy to care all that much about the consequences of his actions, which wasn't overly shocking to anyone who knew him well. He just lived his life as it came and if what he did ended up being a bad thing well, that sucked but what could he do about it? At this point though, it was no longer all this seizing the day crap. It was pretty much just stubborness. He didn't want to start caring because he never had before.

He chuckled lightly when she said she'd never had any girlfriends but was slightly taken aback when she mentionned she'd made out with a girl once. Now, that really wasn't an image he could afford to be getting in his head right now. So it was a bit weird this obsession most guys had about this girl on girl fantasy, mainly because you rarely came across a girl who dreamed to see two guys making out together, even less some who wanted to see them having sex, but a lot of guys were fans of the idea of two girls being together, and Andrew wasn't an exception to the rule. That idea was pretty hot, but right now he really had to push it out of his mind before something pretty awkward happened. So yeah, he got horny easily, that wasn't really unexpected though.

He turned to look at her once she started laughing, raising an eyebrow slightly as he wondered what she was about to say. When she stopped, he simply kept looking at her anyway but his eyes widened slightly once she answered to what was the craziest thing she'd done - okay, so she definitely beat him on that one, but that so wasn't the best of idea to be telling him that. As he listened to her talk, he simply concentrated on keeping his thoughts in check, having a few random things run through his mind that would help him not show how much exactly he was affected by what she'd just said. Truth be told, the thought that kept coming back in his mind was mainly 'I so wish I'd been there', but he figured it wouldn't really be the best of idea to share that thought with her, especially considering he could see that her face was getting redder by the second, and he figured that was probably something a bit embarassing for her to talk about. He couldn't help but keep staring at her though. She definitely wasn't the kind of girl he'd thought she was. So he didn't think she was overly innocent either, though before this he would have been able to say she was probably a virgin without a doubt. Right now, he was definitely hesitating before coming to that conclusion. Then again, she'd had boyfriends, and she was a really attractive girl, so unless she was really against having sex before marriage or something else like that, and depending on how old she'd been when she'd dated those guys, he couldn't help but think that they had probably gotten some not so innocent thoughts about her during the whole dating process.

He grinned lightly as she lifted her legs up, figuring that was her answer to the last question seeing as she wasn't wearing any socks. Though at that point, his mind wasn't really on socks or barefoot - she had really nice legs. "Nice tattoo," he said, noticing it and deciding it would be the safest thing to say at this point. He then turned back to look at her again when she started asking yet more question and he couldn't help but wonder if she had an endless list of those in her head, because she sure had a lot of them to ask, not that he minded, especially if it meant he got to spend more time with her. "I was fourteen," he said when she asked how old he was when he'd lost his virginity. "Just turned it, actually. One of my friends had thrown me a party and his seventeen year old cousin decided to have fun that night," he said with a light grin. "I guess I was the best choice there, gotta admit there wasn't many to pick from." He thought back on it with a shrug before moving onto the next question. "I don't really have a favorite movie, but I think the one I've watched most often... The Wall, by Pink Floyd. And I'd go to Egypt or Greece. Visit the pyramids, or the old temples, because I love anything that is old and that has a story behind it. I love legends from those old countries." He smiled at her slightly before yet again returning the questions. "Your turn." He had to admit he was especially curious about the first.

[Marley Crane]

Marley watched him as he talked about when he was fourteen years old and lost his virginity. At his birthday party. Hmmm. she thought as she watched his expressions. When he said that he was the best choice there, in her head she thought, Yeah, thats actually believable. and she held back a blush once more. She was doing that a lot tonight and that was one of the things that she hated doing. Sniffing, she wondered what he looked like when he was fourteen. Probably still hot considering a seventeen year old wanted to sleep with him. A bunch of thoughts were going through her head that she probably shouldn't have at the moment, so she tried to push them to the back of her head.

He talked about not his favorite movie but the one that he watched the most. She'd never been a fan of Pink Floydd. No matter how much she adored Classic Rock, she never got into their music. She was more into Led Zeppelin. She wondered if it was a good movie. Shrugging, he moved on and talked about where he wanted to go. When he said Egypt, she smiled. So, he had good taste in places to visit, it seemed. Biting her lip, she listened to him talk about why he would go to those countries. Yep, that was a plus. He liked historical places. Ofcourse where wasn't historical? Good question.

She smirked when he said that it was her turn. She looked up at the ceiling and said, "I lost my virginity when I was 16. Yeah, last year with my last boyfriend." She frowned slightly. "It kind of sucked." She shrugged and then laughed as she said that. It was beyond true. The guy didn't really know how to do anything and it ended way too quickly. After a few moments of thinking, she moved on and said, "Mmm call me a bit morbid but my favorite movie is Silence of The Lambs." She smirked and then continued, "I love Hannibal Lector. A lot of villians suck, but he's just brilliant. Morbid.. but brilliant."

Thinking about the last question, she said, "Well, I guess I'd probably either want to go to Egypt because I've always been interested in the history. You can tell by my tattoo. I love everything about it. Either that or I'd go to Romania because that's part of my heritage and also the whole Dracula thing. I'd love to learn more about how it originated." She nodded and looked at him once more. She laughed and said, "Sorry. I'm kind of a nerd for history and whatnot." Smiling, she looked over at him. Instead of asking questions, she just decided to sit there once more and just watch his expressions. She chewed on her bottom lip and just kind of got lost in her thoughts. Mostly on how she really liked him. But she knew that he wouldn't want to get into a relationship with her. They were just friends, right? Friends that held hands.. and stared at each other.. for long periods of time. Frowning slightly, she looked back up at the ceiling. This was a bit confusing and she'd probably think about it for a while, but she didn't want to think about it now.

She coughed and then said, "So," she paused slightly, thinking of a question. "Ermm okay... if you had to listen to one band for the rest of your life, what band would you pick? If you could go back to any time in history, where would you go? Oh and if you could do anything right now, what would you do?" She turned to look at him, waiting for his response.

[Andrew Preston]

This time he was no overly surprised when she said she'd lost her virginity the previous year to her ex boyfriend. Had she told him that at the beginning of the evening, he might have not completely believed her or at least been into some kind of shock, but it was obvious that she wasn't necessarily an overly innocent girl. And that made it all better, too. Well, not that he planned on trying to do with her what he did with all other girls, meaning pretty much just sex most of the time, but still, he wasn't one to wait very long for those kind of things. He pretty much went through first and second base in one shot, and third base was never really so long to follow, when he even bothered with it - most of the time, he just skipped it. He didn't think that particularly bothered the girls he was with. Anyway, they never said anything about it.

"Yeah, I think it's pretty much sucky for most girls the first time," he said with a small smile, glancing over at her. "At least those who are really in pain and can't stand it. Though, is that even true? I mean, I guess there must be some discomfort, but I never really came across a girl who seemed to cry or scream from the pain or anything, and I did sleep with some girls who were virgins," he said with a light shrug. He didn't necessarily think it was made up - after all, he'd been in Sex Ed like everybody else before, but he thought some people were probably making it sound worse than it actually was. He'd also heard it could actually be worse the second time than the first.

"I gotta admit, my first time wasn't all that brilliant either," he said with a light grin, not really knowing why he was telling her that, not really to comfort her cause she didn't seem all that depressed or anything but... maybe just to share, because she had. "I mean, not for me obviously," he added with a chuckle, his grin widening. "I was a kid and I was having sex before all of my pals, of course I was the proudest guy around. But for the girl, I'm pretty sure that even though she was completely drunk, she never even got to a part where it was pleasurable," he shrugged. He didn't mind saying that, because anyway, if he'd told her he'd been completely amazing during his first time, she most likely wouldn't have believed him.

He grinned a bit when she said her favorite movie was Silence of the Lambs. That was a bit unexpected for a girl. Then, when she said she'd like to go to Egypt too, he gave a small nod, having figured that out from the tattoo she had on her feet - nice feet, too. "Yeah, Romania would be cool too," he said with a smile after she mentionned it because shrugging a bit when she said she was a nerd for history. "I think pretty much everybody is, just not for the same things," he pointed out with a small smile. He then turned to look at her a bit better, noticing she was looking at him too without saying a word. Instead of interrupting the moment, he simply stared back, wondering just what would happen by the time the evening was over. He smiled a bit when she looked back up, keeping on looking at her while he waited for another round of question. He grimaced a bit when she asked the band question, thinking about it for a few seconds. "That's hard, I mean there are a lot of great bands out there, but my favorite by far is Led Zeppelin," he said after a short while of silence. "Erm... I don't know if I really want to go back to any time, most of history sounds interesting but pretty sucky to live within... I guess, maybe Ancient Greece, when all the philosophers were around and stuff," he smiled a bit.

Once she asked the next question, he waited to make sure she was looking at him before answering, the smile fading from his face, leaving him with only a serious look. "Right now, if I could do anything... I'd probably kiss you," he said, looking straight into her eyes. Had she asked the same questions merely a few minutes before, he might not have been able to answer that question truthfully, but right now, that was really all he aspired to, and that was weird. He didn't return the questions this time, simply waited for her reaction as he kept looking at her, his thumb still lightly stroking the back of her hand.

[Marley Crane]

Marley thought about the sex thing. A lot of guys expected girls to be in a lot of pain during their first time but its basically just a pinch and it hurts a little bit. Its not the best feeling in the world, sure, but it's not the worst pain in the world either. She was about to answer him, when he began talking answering her questions. When he said Led Zeppelin, she smiled really big. That band was awesome. One of her favorites but she happened to like The Beatles even more. She listened again when he started talking about what part in history he'd like to go back to. She did agree with it being sucky to live in, but it would be really awesome to visit. He said Ancient Greece and she sighed, knowing that would be a great time in history to go back to.

His smile then faded and she wondered if the last question had offended him in some way. She really hoped that she hadn't and she thought back on the question, wondering how that could offend someone but she was put out of her thoughts when he began to answer. At first when he answered, she wasn't sure if she'd heard him right. Her eyes were probably as big as saucers. She turned her head to look at the ceiling and just stayed in her thoughts, and was comforted by his thumb still stroking the back of her hand. They'd known each other for one night. Okay, longer than that but they'd had a full on conversation for one night. Now they were already talking about kissing. But then again, although they only talked this night, he knew more about her than a lot of people did. It seemed like she could trust him, which was definitely odd for her to be able to do, trust someone that is.

She hoped that he didn't think that she was ignoring him, because she wasn't. She just needed to think for a bit. Biting her lip, she thought about this. He wanted to kiss her? Wow. Part of the thing that really got her was that she didn't think he'd ever want to kiss her. Let alone hold her hand. She really did like him but I guess she was kind of startled. She gazed up at the ceiling, wondering if she should just lean over and kiss him or what she should do. What was the right move for this? It's not like she was all that worried about the kiss being bad or anything. The guys she'd kissed before had all loved how she kissed. But strangely enough, she was kind of worried that Andrew might not think that and that bothered her. Fidgeting slightly, she decided she shouldn't think and just do it.

Looking back at him, she opened her mouth to speak and then closed it once more. After a second or so, she closed her eyes and just listened to the pounding in her body. She knew that meant that she was nervous. Extremely nervous. She didn't know why that was. It was just a kiss, right? A kiss that she would share with someone that she really did care about and the one that she'd wanted to kiss for a long time. Yeah... she was nervous. Finally she opened her eyes and moved so that she was closer to him. Turning a bit so that the top part of her was laying on him while her waist down was just on the stage. She bit her lip and leaned in so that her face was an inch or so from his. They were pretty much breathing the same air and she could practically feel his lips. Finally she leaned down even further and pressed her lips to his, massaging her lips against his and running her tongue along his bottom lip. She deepened the kiss a bit then softly bit his bottom lip and pulled back on it lightly. She went back to kissing him, soft yet deep. After a few seconds, she pulled back and said in reply to his comment about wanting to kiss her, "Then do it." and she smirked, staring into his eyes.

[Andrew Preston]

He couldn't help but smirk lightly when he saw her eyes going wide, figuring she hadn't been expecting that answer. He just hoped she wasn't offended by it or anything, because right now she pretty much looked lost for words, and that wasn't always a very good sign. Still, he hadn't been too bad with his answer to the question - if she'd asked five minutes before and he'd answered honestly (which, well, he probably wouldn't have), it would have been something related to sex, most definitely. Involving her, of course. Or just touching her... yeah, that would have been nice. Andrew groaned inwardly and pushed the thoughts away, figuring it was definitely not the right time to be having them when the girl to whom he'd just told that he wanted to kiss her was still staring at him. Well, at least she was still there, that was a good sign.

He kept looking at her as she moved to look up at the ceiling, wondering if she was simply thinking on it or just trying to find another subject to start on. Either way, at this point, he wouldn't really mind. Andrew wasn't all that fond of awkwardness and well, this was pretty awkward if he was completely honest. And very hard too - it took all his self control not to just move so that his body covered hers and kiss her here and then, to run his hands along her body, make her shiver, hear her moan... okay, that was definitely not going well. She'd have to speak, and soon at that. Or he'd just have to leave, because he wasn't sure how much longer he could take it and control his urges without them actually showing. She didn't really need to know he was a perv on to of it all, not right now anyway - it wouldn't hurt for her to be unaware of that little fact for a little longer, or well, a lot longer. Whichever came first.

He watched her curiously as she looked back at him, opening her mouth and closing it again before closing her eyes. Well, that would be the perfect opportunity... he could kiss her and she wouldn't see it coming, and well, if she wasn't happy with it, he'd at least have been able to try it out. However, before he could even do anything, she opened her eyes again and what she did next was pretty much surprising. He kept following her with his eyes as she moved closer to him, her upper body pressed against his, her face so close to his he could hardly see anything else anymore. His breathing picked up ever so slightly as she leaned in a bit closer, already feeling the warmth from her lips, unless it was her breathing, on his until they finally met.

As she kissed him, he wasn't able to restrain the light groan that'd been stuck in his throat practically all evening now, placing his hand on her hips and slowly running it up her side, then moving it to rest on her lower back, placing it right where the skin showed between her tank top and pyjama shorts. Kissing her was definitely not like anything he'd experienced before - well technically, her kissing him wasn't. And it was just kissing. He couldn't help but imagine what the rest would feel like, his chest contracting a bit at the thought. Though in all honestly, the main thought in his head right now was... where had she learned to kiss like that? Cause seriously, there had to be a school of kissing to which she'd gone to, that would explain why it was so fucking good. When she pulled away, he restrained a small sound of disappointement, wanting her even more than before but waiting for her to say something before he did anything rash, breathing deeply. A light grin appeared on his face as he heard what she had to say and he moved his head up a little, not kissing her just yet, placing his lips right beside her ear. "That would be my pleasure," he whispered in a low tone before trailing light kisses down her jawline and finally pressing his lips to hers again, kissing her a bit rougher than she had before but just as deep, his free hand moving to her hair and running through it slowly.

[Marley Crane]

When Marley had pulled away, she really didn't want to. She hadn't kissed anyone in a while, but with all the people she'd kissed, no one had ever kissed like that. His lips were amazing and when she had kissed him, she felt a shock go through her and she couldn't get it to go away. As he leaned up to whisper in her ear, she bit her lip and closed her eyes, relishing the feeling of his lips so close to her ear. She held back a giggle when he said that it would be his pleasure. Soon, his lips were on her jaw line and she bit her lip once more, biting back a soft moan. He trailed his kisses and they finally, after what seemed like years, made it to her lips. He started kissing her roughly and she kissed him back, matching his roughness. As their kisses got deeper, she pushed her tongue in his mouth and twirled their tongues together before pulling back. She moved down until her lips were on his neck and she sucked on it softly and left small soft kisses, not hard enough to make a hickie, but enough to tease him.

She nipped at his neck and then trailed kisses back up to his lips, kissing him deeply. After one night they were making out. That had to be a record for her. As much as this was a bit weird, it felt.. normal and okay. Plus his kisses were so addicting and even if she wanted to stop, she didn't know if she could. Biting his lip softly, she tugged on it a bit and then returned to kissing him rough and passionately. His lips gave a whole nother meaning to the word toxic. They were very addicting and she couldn't keep away. She slowly pulled back, after much protesting from the rest of her body and she just looked into his eyes, smiling softly.

She just layed there a few seconds, not only looking at him, but a little bit around them, laughing at how they were laying. Yeah, this was definitely the fastest she'd moved with any guy. Biting her lip softly, she looked back at him and said, "Wow." she smirked. "You're a really good kisser." Typical thing to say, she knew. "Just," she started, "so you know. You are." and then she laughed. She kept giving quick glances to his lips but tried to just look into his eyes. Yeah, she was definitely glad that she had come to the right place tonight. For the first time in a long time, she was glad that she was having trouble sleeping. After a few seconds of just pure thought, she smirked and caught his lips with hers once more.

The familiar shock went through her body once more and it startled her enough to wear she partially jumped. Not a big jump, but a little jolt, I guess you would say. Yeah, Andrew probably thought that was weird but she was pretty sure that he didn't notice it all that well considering they were making out. She kissed him deeply, moving her body even further on his. Then the hand that was in her hair, she grabbed and pushed lightly on the stage, holding it there, and she pulled back, smirking and raising her eyebrows up and down playfully. Guys did that to girls a lot and she always thought it was hot. She giggled slightly and then pressed her lips to his once more, holding his arm down by his wrist, knowing that he could move it easily but.. it was still fun.

[Andrew Preston]

He couldn't help but groan lightly when she answered to the kiss which just as much roughness, feeling her tongue against his as his hand pressed a bit more on her lower back, pulling her slightly closer to him. Most of the time, Andrew was the kind of guy to take control when it came to a girl. He liked leading, he wasn't overly fond of not knowing what was going to happen by letting the other person do so and he was more comfortable by doing things his way. That was the usual feeling, anyway. But right now, with Marley, he could have just laid there and let her do whatever she wanted to him. Not care about what, just feel it and enjoy it. He never did that, but there was something about the way she did things that made him just want to lay back and let her take complete control over him and his body. It was a bit freaky at the same time, because that wasn't necessarily a feeling he was used to, but at the same time, he seemed to be getting that a lot tonight so he figured it was better just not to think about it for now and seeing how things would play out.

He groaned a bit, mainly in protest, when she pulled away from him but decided it might not be that bad of an idea after all when he felt hers lips on his neck, his fingers playing with her hair lightly, his other hand moving slipping underneath her tank top slightly to stroke the skin of her back, wanting to touch more of her but figuring starting there was probably the best of ideas. After all, he was a bit surprised that she was being so forward right now and figured she wasn't necessarily like that all of the time, kissing guys after having just met them, pretty much. Well, they'd met before, but they'd never really talked, so they hadn't known each other before tonight. And boy was he glad they now did.

He grinned lightly when he felt her lips back on his, kissing her back just as deeply, lightly running his tongue along her bottom lip before going back to kissing her slowly, as though teasing her a bit, doing everything in a controlled way in order not to let her pick up the speed of the kiss just yet. But well, he wasn't in so much control himself and soon he threw that idea out of the window, deepening the kiss a bit more as it got slightly rougher again, definitely not in a painful way, but he figured their lips would probably be a bit swollen by the time they were over with this, at least enough for other people to see they'd both been kissing someone, not necessarily knowing it was one another. He chuckled a bit when she pulled away to tell him he was a good kisser, smirking a bit as he ran his fingertips along her cheekbone lightly. "Well I can return that compliment without a doubt," he said. "You're pretty amazing yourself."

Andrew grinned a bit when he felt her taking his hand and pinning it on the stage, chuckling lightly as he knew he could pretty much move it without a problem but figuring he should let her have a bit of her fun first. Instead, he moved his free hand around her body a bit, using one of his fingers to stroke her stomach lightly, raising an eyebrow at her lightly as she wiggled her eyebrows, laughing a bit and rolling his eyes playfully, answering to the kiss deeply when she pressed her lips back to his. Kissing her was getting to be an addiction – he didn’t think he could get enough of it, and well, he didn’t want to anyway. There was just something about her that made him want her more than he wanted other girls, and though it was a bit freaky, it did make everything much better – how she kissed, the softness of her skin, the feel of her… it was amazing.

[Marley Crane]

Andrew felt like a drug to her. Anytime she pulled away, she wanted him even more and his lips were so addicting that she couldn't imagine not kissing him for some reason. Marley wanted to do more - a lot more - but she knew that it was way to soon for that. Well, atleast for her it was way to soon. As their bodies were against each other - with the clothing, of course - she felt like every part of her was on fire. As their kisses got a bit rougher, she let out a soft moan, which sounded a bit weird to her. She'd been hearing Andrew groan and whatnot but that was the first time she'd actually made a sound. Usually when she was kissing a guy, she liked to hold out making any sounds until she couldn't take it anymore. It was like a challenge for her and whatnot.

She moved so that her body was fully laying on his, straddling him. Yeah, this was moving really fast. But she didn't care and that scared her a bit. That means that he was irrisistable to her. What if she wasn't the same way to him? Oh well. It wasn't really time to think about that kind of thing. She knew that she wasn't going to sleep with him - at least tonight she wasn't. She finally let go of his wrist that she was pinning against the stage and she ran her hand up, feeling his chest outside of his shirt. Hmm.. muscular but not overly buff. Mmm.. nice. she thought and pulled back slightly from his lips, leaving it so that their lips were still close to each other, though not touching.

She kept their lips there for a few seconds, just teasing him a bit. It was working on her too, which she hadn't meant to do. Biting her lip softly, she finally met his lips roughly. Oh, she knew that her lips would be swollen when they were done, but she didn't care. She moaned softly once more and then she finally pulled back entirely and rolled over so that she was off of him and on her back once more. Closing her eyes, she bit her lip and just lightly giggled. She had no idea why she was giggling. Maybe because the feeling of kissing him was so overwhelming, who knows? She opened her eyes to stare up at the ceiling, just thinking about them kissing and that whole night really.

Her body was on a high or something. Her heart was beating really fast while her lungs felt like they were shaking. Talk about weird feelings. Yeah, she was definitely having some now. Finally, she looked over at him and thought she saw a flash of confusion on his face, but couldn't be certain. I mean, she had just completely gotten off him in a flash and then fell into a fit of giggles. Who wouldn't have a bit of confusion. She smiled slyly and said, "Oh what?" she smirked, "You think I'm going to take all the control?" She bit her lip, "It's your turn." and then she moved her arms so they were kind of laying above her head in a way of saying Go ahead.

[Andrew Preston]

Andrew couldn't help himself but want more at that moment, but he knew that he couldn't actually expect anything he'd usually want to happen because he doubted Marley was that kind of a girl, and for some reason, he wasn't even upset about that. For now, kissing and touching would be more than enough and he didn't overly mind waiting for the time when they'd be getting a bit closer, because at this point he doubted either of them wouldn't want that sooner or later, or at least he hoped so. He wasn't very patient when it came to that usually, so it was a bit weird that he didn't even mind waiting, but there was something about her that made him think the wait would definitely be all worth it. As he heard her moan, his stomach contracted slightly, making it harder to him to control himself - oh yeah, definitely worth it. God that sound was hot...

He groaned a bit when she moved her body on top of his, straddling him - she was definitely not making the control any easier, that was for sure, but he was slightly worried about her actually being on top of him. Everything they'd done as to now, all the sensations were causing him to get a bit more excited than he'd have liked, and though it wasn't to a point where it was obvious to see yet, the fact that they were closer together now and that she moved a bit didn't help to lessen his excitement at all, and seeing where she was placed right now, there was hardly any doubt that she'd feel it sooner or later if it kept going that way. Then he figured he might as well just suck it up and let happen whatever was to happen. He'd probably enjoy himself more, if not as long, anyway.

When she let go of his hand, he instantly moved both of them to her sides, slowly running his hands up her body until he reached her waist, moving them a bit so that they were on her back and running them up and down a bit faster as he deepened the kiss a bit more until she pulled away, his breathing ragged and fast as he stared at her for a few seconds, lightly brushing his lips against her, barely touching them, before feeling them back on his again, answering to the kiss with as much intensity as she was giving him, grinning slightly when he heard moan again. That was definitely getting to be his favorite sound - he'd have to find other ways to hear it again, that was for sure, and well that could definitely be fun.

However, when she pulled away and moved off him completely, he couldn't help but stare at her for a few seconds, slightly confused at the sudden movement. His look of confusion was however quickly replaced by a wide grin as she made it clear she expected him to take control now - that would be fun. He kept looking straight in her eyes as he moved up slightly, moving closer to her slowly and placing both of his hands on either side of her body, moving his face down slowly, getting closer to hers with a light smirk. Just as their lips were about to touch, he moved his head slightly so that he kissed the corner of her mouth instead, slowly moving down to her neck, placing light kisses along her skin, nipping softly at it from time to time as he moved one of his hands on her stomach, slipping it underneath her top slightly without going to far, lightly running his thumb along her skin just below her bellybutton.

[Marley Crane]

Marley watched him while he grinned and she smiled back, wondering what he was going to do. She bit her lip, watching him move closer to her, staring him in the eyes. She knew that he was going to have fun - taking control. As he was moving slowly, she wanted to pull him closer, but kept her arms still, wanting him to take complete control and have no say in it at all. He looked so hot and she couldn't believe that she was actually making out with him. Well, she wasn't at the current moment but still. Her lips had the after feeling of kissing - hot and tingling. The feeling where you would give anything to have those lips once again connect. She smiled when she saw his light smirk and she smirked back, keeping her eyes locked on his. Finally after what seemed like years, his lips got closer to hers, until they moved and kissed the corner of her mouth. She bit her lip, closing her eyes, wanting him to kiss her lips.

His lips soon moved down to her jawline and she sucked in air. Yeah, his lips definitely felt like heaven on her body. She bit back a light whimper as she felt his lips suddenly on her neck, kissing her lightly along her skin. He nipped and her eyes shot open. That was such a hot feeling. Oh how she wished they could do so much more. But no, they couldn't. Not yet. She wanted to make the two of them wait for a while so as to build up the anticipation - or whatever you'd call that. It would be hard but so worth it. She wasn't one of those wait until marriage girls or wanting to get to know they guy more so they'd know whether it was right or not. She was more the type of girl that loved the wait because it was ten times better after you waited a bit.

She felt him nip at her skin again and she let out a soft moan, holding back from arching her back. She about jumped as she felt one of his warm hands on her stomach. Why that was a beyond amazing feeling, she couldn't explain but, she loved it. She shivered slightly when his hand slipped slightly under her top. Closing her eyes again, she just let him lightly run his thumb along the skin below her belly button. She felt him hit a spot on her neck that always drove her insane and she moaned a bit louder than she had before, shivering slightly with the feeling. Her whole body felt like a flash fire was burning through it.

What was he doing to her? How could he make her body go into overdrive like this and no one else could. His lips were like nothing she'd ever felt before. Sure, Christian was a great kisser but Andrew was amazing. He wasn't even giving hard kisses on her neck, sucking on it or anything. It was the light kisses that were driving her crazy. She moved her arms, one hand shooting to his hair, instantly running through it with her fingers - the other moving to his shoulder of the arm that was moving on her stomach. She shivered lightly once more and moaned. He probably thought she was going crazy or that she was just odd with her moaning with his kisses but somehow she couldn't help it. She desperately wanted his lips against hers again, but he was in control so, she'd wait.

[Andrew Preston]

Andrew would probably have given anything at that moment to be even closer to her in any way possible – though there were a few ways in his mind that definitely seemed much more appealing than some others. He couldn’t help but wonder just how long she’d make him wait – he knew there were some good sides to the waiting part, but at the same time, he wished he could just get what he wanted right here, right now. Though really at this point, he’d settle for anything that involved removing some clothing – all of it, if possible, especially in her case. There were just some parts of her body he couldn’t wait to explore, parts that were still inaccessible to him. Really, if he could just do anything more without it being actually sex… he highly doubted he had any chances of getting further than second base tonight, but maybe he could just give it a try and attempt third base… that might be a bit ambitious though, but at least it was better than hoping for an actual intercourse, cause that’d surely be a bitter disappointment.

The tension between the two of them was pretty easy to feel by now, and he figured she probably wanted the same thing he did, just as much as he did, but if he was really honest with himself, no matter what his body told him, he knew it might actually be a better choice to wait a little and not to rush things entirely. He didn’t want Marley to just be a fuck and nothing else – didn’t want he to be a one night stand, even. Friend with benefits was actually a pretty good option to consider at this point, but he really didn’t know if she’d be up for that or not. The word girlfriend also came to mind, but Andrew didn’t really have the best of opinion about the whole dating thing. He’d never been in love, and so he found it stupid to make promises he might not be able to hold, because he was still attracted to other girls while dating and sometime he just couldn’t restrain himself.

He grinned lightly when he heard her moan, the sound of it just as hot as before, and he found that the more he heard it, the more he wanted to hear it again, a bit like a never ending cycle. Obviously, her neck was a pretty good spot to start with and he decided to stick to it for a while longer though he definitely had some ideas as to where his mouth could head to next – some more plausible than others. Well, anything that remained over the waist was a bit more likely to happen than anything below the waist… and by that, he definitely didn’t mean her knees or her feet. That, however, was definitely something to keep in mind for later use, though of course it might never happen even after they actually had sex – he knew a lot of girls weren’t really comfortable with being on the receiving end of oral sex, and he thought that pretty much sucked.

As he got to a spot on her neck that made her moan louder, feeling the shivers through her body, his grin widened slightly as he figured she must have a weakness around there – he always loved finding weak spots on a girl’s body. Slowly, he let his tongue out to tease the spot a bit, lightly licking it before softly sucking on it. As his mouth got busy on her neck, his hand decided to get a mind of its own and started moving a bit up her body, softly caressing her skin as it ran up her stomach, his fingers lightly brushing the underside of her breast. Unable to keep his mouth away from hers any longer, he moved his lips back to hers, kissing her deeply and with just the same amount of roughness as before, though this time there was also the need in his kiss, the need to have her closer, to feel more of her, to get more of her. He’d never felt that much need before with a girl; of course, he’d felt some, but just not that much. He felt as though he would just explode if he didn’t get just a bit closer to his without actually having to reach it just yet.