The Chill of Night {Andrew}

[Marley Crane]

Marley wanted him. Badly. She'd never really wanted someone this fast before. It was a tad bit unnerving to her. I mean, sure, she'd wanted Christian after kissing him and they ended up sleeping together but that had taken months of dating before she really really wanted him. There were some temptations but nothing compaired to what she was going through right now. She closed her eyes, biting her lip hard, holding back a moan as she felt his tongue on her neck. If his tongue was driving her crazy from just touching her neck, he wondered what other places he could put his tongue - how crazy that would feel. But that wasn't going to happen - not tonight. It was quite a bit too soon. As he lighty tongued her neck, she let out a soft moan and tightened her grip on his hair, hoping that it wasn't hurting him. Her body shook another time as he was working on her neck.

Soon he was softly sucking on it and she squealed lightly at the electric feeling that was coursing through her body. He had definitely found her weak spot and he was abusing it - very well, I might add. She once again stopped herself from arching her back and she just curled her toes, closing her eyes and biting on her bottom lip. Her lips were definitely going to be a mess tomorrow. Swollen and bite marks at the bottom. Mmm... attractive. She didn't want this to ever end, but she knew it had to sooner or later. She was hoping for the latter. As he was working on her neck, she felt his hand moving up under her shirt, moving upwards slowly. His fingers were lightly brushing her skin and she trembled slightly, knowing where he was getting close to. Damn her and not wearing a bra when she slept. Yeah, he was going to love that. Goosebumps gathered all over her body as his hand moved further and further up until it was brushing the underside of her breast.

Once his fingers brushed along there, she moaned softly and arched her back ever so slightly, desperately wanting his lips against hers - needing any kind of contact that she could have at the moment. It was as though he knew what she was thinking because right then, Andrew's lips attacked her own, rough and deep. She kissed him back with just as much intensity. She could practically feel the heat of the tension going on between them. She knew what they both wanted - she knew it for a fact by how needy their kisses were becoming. But, they needed to wait atleast longer than tonight. Not yet. she thought as they kissed roughly. She pulled on his bottom lip with her teeth once more and attacked his lips with her own. She moaned at the feel of his familiar lips. God, it was so amazing kissing him. If their was a drug that would make someone feel anywhere near to how Andrew was making her feel, the only people that would be allowed to buy it would be kings for they would be the only ones who could afford it. These feelings running through her body were so intense and it was just a constant burning to be closer.

After a few seconds of pure, heated kissing, she pulled her lips from his and looked him in the eyes, biting her lip softly. Moving her hand from his shoulder - but keeping the other in his hair - she ran her hand down his arm slowly until she was touching his hand that was at the underside of her breast. She touched his fingers and then moved his hand so that it was gripping her whole breast lightly. It was a bold move but she didn't think Andrew would mind at all. She kept her hand on top of his for a few seconds and then moved it back to his shoulder, gripping it and pulling him closer than before - the need to have his body closer to hers extremely great. Finally, she caught his lips with her own and kissed him rough and deep, shivering at the warm feeling of his hand on her breast, is body close to hers and their lips connected. She moaned once more, kissing him with much more need and intensity.

[Andrew Preston]

Andrew could hardly believe they’d gone quite that far in merely one evening – of course, he was used to things going fast with a girl because he’d often experienced one night stands, and well, those didn’t really last any longer than one night and he’d rarely met the girl before either when that happened. Still, he hadn’t expected things to go that fast so soon with Marley. Thinking back on it, he’d even been surprised by the fact that they’d already kissed, that was something else he hadn’t expected, the kissing part. When he’d told her that it was what he wanted to do, he’d figured she’d probably blush and start on another round of questions. Moreover, he could hardly believe that, no matter how fast things had gone and how far they were after one night only, he still wanted more. It was a craving really, and addiction, he was addicted to the feeling of her lips and the taste of her skin. He wanted to taste more of her, to touch more of her, and that freaked him out. He was used to being wanted that much, not to want that much, and it scared him a bit. He didn’t want to lose control.

In some ways, he almost wished now that she hadn’t kissed him just yet, that she’d waited a bit more. Not because he wasn’t enjoying it, obviously – God, it was so amazing, he didn’t know how he’d even be able to stop now, he didn’t know if he’d manage it. But he figured she’d started it, well the practical part anyway, he’d mentioned it first but still she’d given the first kiss… so if she’d started it, she could surely stop it, couldn’t she? Yeah, yeah she could. That was a good plan, he figured. It’d keep him from having to force himself to do stuff he didn’t want to do, and stopping this all was definitely included in that. Really, the way things were going now, he really wouldn’t have minded keeping it up all night long. However, he wasn’t exactly in the most comfortable positions right now, and at this point he didn’t think his pants could get any tighter due to a slight problem that’d occurred down there in the last few minutes. It was probably a bit too obvious to miss by now, but what could he do about it… he’d just have to spent a bit of quality time with himself in the bathroom. By now, that was a given.

He let out a light groan as he heard her squeal, feeling her body shaking underneath his as he kept lightly sucking at her skin. If not the sensations, the sounds she made were going to drive him completely insane. Sounds tended to make him proud when he managed to get some out of a girl, a moan, a groan, a whimper, whatever it was, but with Marley it was different. The sounds she made didn’t only increased his pride, it also increased his arousal by a lot, as though it even needed to be increased at this point, and he had troubles keeping himself from doing a couple of things to her which he knew he couldn’t do, shouldn’t do. He restrained another groan when he felt her reaction after he’d merely brushed her skin, though he was aware it was a pretty sensitive spot on her body, shuddering from the effort of not just taking her shirt off to finally be able to see what her body looked like, at least her upper body – touching just wasn’t enough, especially seeing as it wasn’t really a lot of touching. Nothing seemed to be enough at this point, whatever he did he just wanted more, always more. It probably wasn’t reasonable, nor even exactly healthy, but he was far from caring.

He sighed lightly when he felt her hand moving up his arm to finally cover his, feeling her fingers through his and figuring she was probably gonna push it away now – he was a bit disappointed, feeling he should maybe have copped a feel or something if she wasn’t let him touch her anymore there tonight; and so it can be guessed that he was extremely shocked when he realized she was actually moving his hand further up her body until it was fully covering her breast, letting out a low hiss against her lips, tentatively running his fingers along her skin, marvelling at the softness underneath his fingertips. He answered to the kiss with the same kind of intensity, deepening it slightly as he ran his tongue slowly along her bottom lip, wanting to taste her some more. He nibbled at her bottom lip softly, not wanting to hurt her, as he started massaging her skin a bit more with his fingers, his throat tightening slightly from the sensation and his pants getting a bit more uncomfortable.

[Marley Crane]

Marley felt him shudder and it almost made her giggle. That was a completely hot feeling. It seemed that no matter how rough or needy she kissed him, she couldn't get enough and she wanted more. It was driving her insane. She wanted her body closer to his, but she couldn't get close enough. It seemed that she was just so far away from him when in all reality, his body was pressing against hers. As he ran his tongue around her bottom lip, she opened her mouth and twirled her tongue with his, loving the taste of him. Oh how she wished they could do so much more.

She smiled softly as he nibbled lightly at her lip. Then a white hot electric shock went through her body as he started massaging her skin. Instinctively, she arched her back, pressing herself against him. That was an insane, intense feeling that just kept growing and growing. She moaned and her whole body shook. She pressed her lips against his a little bit rougher than before, the need even stronger. It seemed no matter what, she couldn't get close enough. She could tell that things were getting more and more intense by the way their bodies were pushing against each other. She also noticed that Andrew was pretty.. how you say.. excited about this whole kissing matter. His pants were looking a bit tight. That must be uncomfortable. she thought and held back a giggle. She felt his hand hit an over sensative spot on her and she squealed once more, her body trembling. As they kissed, she twirled her tongue in his mouth, loving the taste and the feel of his tongue on hers.

She curled her toes, closing her eyes and just basking in the insanely amazing feelings that were being shot through her body. Oh she was definitely glad she came here tonight. Who would have thought she would be doing this with Andrew Preston? Nobody. Hell, she didn't even think she'd be doing this with anyone while she was still in school. Her last relationship had hurt her pretty bad and she swore not to even get close with a guy until she was out of school. Yeah, that lasted long. She kissed him deep and rough - needy and intensly. She was seriously pouring everything into the kissing, knowing they couldn't do more and wanted to be close in some way.

Before she even thought about it, she moved her hand from his hair, trailing it down his chest slow and light with her fingertips. She pulled her lips away from his, putting her forehead against his and tried to slow her breathing, keeping her eyes closed. She kept moving her hand down until she felt the seam of his jeans. She lightly moved her hand under his shirt and rubbed his skin lightly with her fingertips. After a few seconds, she moved her hand over his belt buckle and felt the bulge in his jeans. Lightly, she felt it, and moved her hand down to feel all of it, her breathing becoming rapid. She smirked lightly and groped him, bringing her lips up to his and kissing him rough and passionate, needing his lips. That was a scary feeling, but she needed them right now like she needed air. She couldn't stand to have her lips away from his.

After a minute or so of heated kissing and groping, she pulled her hand back and moved her lips from his, shaking her head. "Wow," she started. "We need to stop before I pretty much jump you." she winced at that comment and turned beet red, putting her hands in front of her face. She took a deep breath and moved her hands so that they were lightly running down his arms. Sadness came into her eyes as she remembered what had happened when she pushed Trent away. They hated each other after that and still do to this day. She hoped and prayed that wouldn't happen between her and Andrew. She took a deep breath and kissed him softly then pulled back, laying her head down on the stage and closing her eyes, "Sorry. For pulling away." she said and winced.

[Andrew Preston]

He groaned softly into her mouth as he felt her tongue twirling around his, returning the favor as he let himself get a bit closer to her without actually entirely covering her body, knowing that getting to much contact from their lower body probably wasn't the best of option right now. It was bad enough already without getting any friction on top of it, he wasn't sure how well he'd be able to take more closeness down there. Coming in his pants was definitely not an option... and he was very glad that it was so late because at least nobody would see him heading back to his dorm with a hard on. That would be a bit awkward.

He groaned slightly louder, practically growling, when he felt her arch her back from his touch, her whole body almost completely pressed againt his, the contact from their hips pressed together driving him close to wild. Seriously there was no way this could end well if she kept it up... he'd just have to try even harder at controlling himself because he knew he wouldn't be getting any tonight and it was getting harder - no pun intended - to just keep himself from taking all her clothes off... especially seeing as she hardly wore anything. Only a tank top and shorts... probably underwear too... so easily taken care of. Heck at this point it wouldn't even be to take it off, he'd probably just rip it off her. But that he couldn't do. Damn... why had he gotten himself into this situation? Oh right, hot girl making out with him. That was a good enough reason, to a certain extent. Of course, there was a part of him that would surely disagree if it could speak right now, but there was hardly enough blood left anywhere else in his body anyway for him to think clearly. He wasn't even sure he'd be able to stand when they were over.

He didn't really know why, but when she started moving her hand out of his head a feeling of worry spread to him. In the back of his mind, he was almost sure of what was going to happen, but it was more of an intuition than anything else and he was too far gone to concentrate on it long enough to actually be aware of the reason. As he felt her hand moving lower down his body, his breathing caught in his throat and he moved his hand slightly to cover her other breast, figuring he should give it a bit of attention at well. As she pulled away from him, he moved his lips down her neck once more, going a bit lower this time however, past her collarbone, placing light kisses on the top of her chest, the part of her skin that showed over her tank top, keeping himself from tugging slightly at the piece of clothing to reveal it all.

All thoughts left his mind when he next felt her hands on his stomach, sucking in a breath and moving his head back up so that his lips were pressed to her jaw, no longer moving when he felt her hand going even lower down his body, a low hiss escaping his lips when he felt her fingers brushing against the part of him that was demanding attention right now, almost growling when she groped him. "You're entering a dangerous territory right now," he said, his voice strained and low as he concentrated on breathing normally. He groaned as she pressed her lips to his again, his kiss a lot more needy than before, rougher, demanding. His grip on her breast tightened slightly without actually being strong enough to hurt her, but he knew they had to stop soon. There was just so much control that still remained in his system and it was fading by the second.

When she pulled away from him, he instantly moved his hand off her skin, slipping it out from under her shirt, trying to regain a bit of composure, his breathing hard and ragged. He chuckled a bit when he heard her speak, though it sounded more like a breathless cough, and he sighed, nodding slightly. He didn't necessarily like it, but he knew she was right. Somehow, though, he could see there was a hint of sadness, possibly mixed with worry, in her eyes and he couldn't quite make out why. He responded to the kiss lightly when he felt her lips pressing softly against his, thinking it was probably the first really light kiss they'd shared tonight and he frowned a bit when she apologized for pulling away. Shrugging lightly, he moved so that was lying down next to her on the stage, still trying to get his breathing back under control. "It had to stop at some point," he said.

[Marley Crane]

Marley felt Andrew's hand slip out of her shirt and she closed her eyes, slightly regretting that she told him that they needed to stop. She knew that it was for the best and everything, but damn was it hard to stop. Their soft kiss was amazing. Different from their rough kisses - but amazing. She bit her lip softly and about groaned when he lied down next to her instead of on her. She was instantly cold as the heat of kissing, groping and passion was over and his body wasn't against hers anymore. She shivered slightly and looked over at him when he started saying something. It was a little strange to her that it had to stop at some point. So, he was fine with it? What?

She definitely wasn't used to that. Guys usually got overly pissed when they didn't get what they wanted. This confused her a bit, but she was okay with confusion as long as he wasn't mad at her. "So," she started, staring into his eyes, "You aren't.. you know... mad at me?" She stared at him for a bit and then turned to look at the ceiling. Of course he wasn't mad. She'd be able to tell if he was mad at her, right? Okay, now it was bothering her a bit, but she wasn't going to let it show. She'd just play it cool and if he was in fact angry with her, then she'd be prepared for it.. she thought. She couldn't quite know just yet. Shaking her head, she decided that he probably wasn't mad because this wasn't how Trent acted when he was mad at her that time.

She turned to look at him and said, "This is always the awkward part, isn't it?" she smiled and laughed a tad, "The talking after the hot, steamy, groping make out." She giggled at the thought and shivered a bit from the cold. Oh how it was always right after that you had to be cold. That was probably why right after sex, people liked to cuddle together - not that they had sex, because they definitely didn't. Marley wasn't really the type that cuddled afterwards. She was more the type to either go to the bathroom or take a shower. Cuddling seemed a little odd - but she wouldn't mind doing that with Andrew after having a nice round of hot steamy sex. She clenched her eyes shut, knowing that this wasn't the time or place to be thinking about that.

Turning to look back at the ceiling, she exhaled, trying to think of something else but always coming back to the same thing - why did she stop? Ugh, how frustrating it was to not be able to think of anything else but Andrew's body pressed against hers - his lips on her skin, his fingers on her breast, his hot ragged breathing in her ear, his groans and how hard-- no! She needed to stop right now before she flat out kissed him again and threw all reason out of the window. She bit her lip and fidgeted a bit, trying to calm down her pulse - if only a little bit. God, it was so tempting just to attack his lips with her own and have him take her right then and there. Something to extinguish that burning, aching fire inside of her.

She lifted her head and lightly hit it against the stage. She couldn't do this. She couldn't stay away. The silent conflict in her mind was pushed away as she quickly turned over, the top of her body pressed against his and she caught his lips with her own, kissing him rough and passionately. Oh, how she loved the feelings of his lips against hers, his hands on her - anywhere on her just as long as he was touching her in some way. She moaned softly against his lips and pressed herself closer, needing him and wanting him more than anything she could have imagined wanting. As lips and body were against him, her mind was going crazy, telling her to stop and slow down, but she didn't want to listen. She didn't want to stop. She twirled her tongue with his and moaned once more, the fire inside of her blazing throughout her being. It was as she was about to stradle him once more that she pulled away and just laid there, lips close to his with her eyes closed. She either had to leave or their needed to be a glass wall between them so she couldn't jump him. Opening her eyes, she said, "I can't do this." she chuckled lightly and said, "Seriously kissing you is intoxicating." She moved off of him and said, "I hate to say this but," she looked over at him, "I think we should probably go back to the dorms." She didn't want to go back, but she knew that would be the best idea - even if she hated it.

[Andrew Preston]

He gave a small smile when he heard her ask if he was mad at her for stopping it all, figuring she must be used to guys being upset because of it. So he could somewhat understand why - he was slightly frustrated, but not at her. It was more of the sexual frustration right now which was pratically unbearable, but he couldn't hate her or be mad at her for it. He was a jerk in many aspects of the word, but he didn't push girls. If he'd thought she'd just acted like a tease with him, doing it all on purpose, trying to arouse him to let him down afterward, then he probably would have been upset. But he knew it wasn't that, he figured she'd just gotten caught up in how amazing the kiss was, just like him.

"Well the walk back to my dorm might not be all that comfortable," he said, shrugging lightly - at least he most likely wouldn't be seen, so it wasn't too bad. He could see the confusion on her face, which caused him to smirk lightly - she looked pretty cute when confused. "But I'm not mad," he added, shaking his head lightly. "I didn't expect anything to happen tonight. Hell, I didn't even expect to kiss you tonight," he said, frowning a bit - he definitely wasn't upset about that turn of events, but he still wondered how come it'd gotten so intense so fast. He felt slightly worried about it if he was completely honest, but he definitely didn't plan on telling her that. "So I was pretty much just waiting for the moment you'd decide it'd gone far enough." It'd really only depended on her because he would definitely have kept going.

He chuckled lightly as she spoke up next, nodding a bit. That was definitely an awkward moment, but at the same time not quite so much. At least, not for him. He wasn't all that talkative anyway, so the silence didn't bother him and it was always a good thing to try and get his breathing back to normal, which couldn't be done quite as easily if he spent his time talking about how the kiss had been and what it meant, if it even meant something, which most of the time it didn't. Though obviously right now, with Marley, he'd rather it did... which was weirder still. He glanced sideways at her when he noticed her shivering and moved slightly closer to her, wrapping one of his arms around her shoulders and rubbing it lightly, figuring she was probably a bit cold by then - it was pretty late after all, so tiredness with the cool air night was probably a bit rough on her heated skin.

That gesture was a bit of a surprise even to him - he didn't usually do sweet stuff or whatever you may call it when he was with girls, and when he did, there was usually a reason behind it. Right now, the only reason in his mind as to why he'd done that was because she'd shivered and he didn't want her to be cold, he wanted her to be comfortable still. Of course, he figured he might be one of the reasons why she was cold now, because the kissing had probably warmed up her body slightly and now it was just back to normal temperature so that might explain why she was cold. He was concentrating pretty hard on not letting himself think of why she hadn't felt cold before, because sharing body warmth surely helped on that matter, and that sounded like a much more interesting option at the moment to warm her up, but that'd probably bring them back to the beginning anyway.

He looked at her with a raised eyebrow when he noticed her hitting the back of her head on the stage, wondering what she must be thinking about in order to want to do that. His question was soon answered however as she moved so that her upper body covered his again and before he could react, say anything or even realize what she was doing at the moment, he felt her lips on his and instinctively returned the kiss, deep and rough, his hand shooting up to her hair and running through his slowly as his other arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her even closer. So yeah, this probably wasn't the best thing to do nor the best of ideas, but he couldn't help himself and obviously nor could she. So he'd taken drugs before, quickly gotten over it but he'd still experienced it. He hadn't quite gotten the addiction as bad as some other people said they did, but from what he'd heard on the subject, she was having the same effect on him. He was just getting hooked her on, and hooked bad. He groaned slightly when he felt her tongue against his and sighed a bit when she pulled away again, having expected it soon, though it seemed to be harder than the first time. "The feeling is mutual," he said with a small chuckle as she told him kissing him was intoxicating, sitting up slightly. "And I think that's probably what we should do too," he sighed lightly, not so happy with it but knowing she was right.

[Marley Crane]

Marley frowned and fidgeted a little. Yeah, she definitely didn't want to go back to her dorm. She wanted to stay here with Andrew. That or go back to his dorm - or her dorm with him. She bit her lip, closing her eyes and trying to focus on something else - anything else than what she was picturing. His body against hers, moving slow and then fast - body friction. ARGH! She needed to stop and now. How could this be happening? How could she be falling for him so fast and so hard? This wasn't normal, was it? It seemed like his feelings for her were mutual, but she couldn't be completely sure. Andrew usually wasn't one to stay with one girl so she really wasn't sure. Oh well, it didn't matter at the moment.

She blew out air, blowing the bangs out of her face and looking over at him. He looked so unbelievably hot. His lips were a bit swollen and she giggled at that, knowing that they had kissed really hard. She groaned in frustration and sat up, shaking her head, trying to make it so it wasn't so hard for her to stay away from him - though that was far from possible at this point. She looked down at him and said, "Okay well.. I guess I'll see you around." She smirked and leaned down, pressing her lips to his roughly, kissing him deeply. She ran her tongue along his bottom lip and soon entered, moving it against his. She pulled back, biting his lip softly and tugging on it slightly. Pressing her lips back to him, she pushed her body closer, kissing him deep and passionate. Finally she pulled back, grinning and then hopped off of the stage, walking towards the front of the theater, heading out.

She opened the doors and headed back to the dorms. She automatically felt cold. Oh, how she didn't want to leave that theater - or that guy. God, how she wanted to stay with him. But she knew she couldn't. Not yet, anyways. Maybe they would soon, but not now. She put her arms around her body, rubbing and trying to warm herself up as she hurried towards to dorms. During the walk, at times she'd wanted to turn around and run back to him and just have him take her, but she stayed strong and kept walking. Breathing slowly and carefully, she finally made it back to the dorms. Walking in, she saw Chloe was asleep and she smiled, hurrying over to her bed and covering up. She was so cold and tired. More than anything she was in need of Andrew but that was impossible, so she settled for sleep, hoping she wouldn't have any awkward dreams. After a few seconds, she was out.


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[Andrew Preston]

It was rather hard for Andrew to just let Marley go without pushing it a bit further, just a little attempt – he was sure she wouldn’t push him away if he just tried at least a bit more of touching. He wondered if her skin was just as soft everywhere on her body as it was where he’d touched her already and it was hard to not just place his hands on her legs and let them inch a bit further up, wanting to confirm in his mind that her thighs were as soft as they looked, because it was pretty hard not to look seeing the length of the shorts she was wearing, which hid just a bit too much to his test. Well, a lot too much actually, but right now it was better if he didn’t see anymore than that because that would surely make it way too hard to keep himself in check. Picturing her naked in his mind and keeping control, he had no problem – well, not too much of it anyway. But actually seeing her, that’d probably make the control part impossible.

He smiled a bit as she blew out hair, the bangs on her face moving slightly, grinning slightly as he saw the look on her face and just how swollen and red her lips were, letting his hand reach up to her face, lightly running his fingers along her lips. He nodded slightly when she mentioned she’d see him around, knowing there wasn’t much left to do tonight anyway if they didn’t go further than they’d already done, and he didn’t think that was really a possibility at this point in time. He grinned slightly however when he felt her lips back on his, deepening the kiss quickly, teasing her tongue lightly with his when it entered his mouth, groaning softly when she bit lightly on his bottom lip, tugging at it slightly. He ran his hands along her back slightly until she pulled away from him, sighing a bit as he watched her hopping off the stage, his eyes fixed to her body as she walked out of the theatre. A good night kiss like that, he’d take any time, that was for sure.

Once she was out, he figured he might as well leave the place too seeing as he didn’t have anything left to do here. Getting back to his feet, he grabbed his camera – which he’d almost forgotten all through the time they’d spent together in here – and hopped off the stage as well, slowly walking out of the room and shivering a bit when the cold night air hit him once he was outside, feeling a bit colder after the ‘exercice’ he’d just been doing that’d heated up his body. Shrugging it off, he swiftly made his way back to his dorm building, making sure there was nobody sitting at the front desk – though at this time, there was definitely no surprise about it seeing as most of the time they left the building before eleven, even though the curfew was at midnight. It surely explained why so many girls managed sneaking in and so many boys managed sneaking out. Walking inside, he headed up to his dorm room, opening the door and trying to be silent though he wouldn’t really care if he woke up Connor, and not even bothering to open the lights as he closed it again, stripping down to his boxers and getting into bed, soon falling asleep.