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Post by andrea warren on Jun 15, 2015 16:43:49 GMT
andrea checked her phone once more, a small frown tugging at her lips as she once again noted that liam had failed to reply to her text. releasing a small huff, she tossed her tech aside - discarding her towel in favor of donning a set of undergarments and orange pajamas.
"mm, in the mood for some tunes, puppy?"
her poochyena, ferra, raised her head from her paws, having situated herself comfortably on the single bed. the dark-type merely yipped in response.
"sweet!"
she turned on her tunes, jamming out to the retro beat that filled the interior of her small hotel room. andrea danced about, deciding to forget her worries by having a bit a fun within the privacy of her shelter.
"we need need a living passion, to believe in, burning hearts and a brand new feelin'!"
ferra watched her lively mistress, tail thumping against the bed's surface.
what the fuck are you doing. he looked up at the hotel building. he panted heavily. he didn't know what to do. why the fuck was he here. his hands were shaking. every fibre in his body told him this was wrong, and that he should just turn and leave. but no, he can't control himself.
the next thing he knew he was standing in front of the room. his hand held his phone to double check the room number. this was it. his finger hovered over the home button. he couldn't push the button. he couldn't bare to see her face. not now.
fuck it. she won't find out. he briefly pocketed his phone and ruffled his hair. he exhaled slowly and knocked on the door.
Post by andrea warren on Jun 15, 2015 17:15:51 GMT
"huh?
the rapping on the door caught the pair's attention, and the expression that reflected bewilderment formed upon andrea's face. sharing a look with her canine companion, she approached the door after taking the time to flick off her music. peeking through the simple hole that would reveal who had decided to tap away at the entrance to her room, she hummed softly.
"oh?"
a slow smile formed, and her eyes glimmered with mischief. she swung the door open and leaned against the frame with a wolfish look on her face.
"hey, stud."
a giggle slipped past her lips and her face crinkled with amusement.
it wasn't too late to run. he could just turn and leave and forget he was even here. fuck. he was just about to turn and run before the door opened. and then everything became simple. it was too late to run now. he stared at the girl dressed in orange pyjamas.
his eyes undressed her as he stared. "h-hello," he whispered. he cleared his throat afterwards. his heart was beating quick. it felt so wrong. but he couldn't stop himself now. his lips curved into a grin.
"you best keep that dog," he said, pointing over to the dog by the bed. he then pushed his way into the room, caressing andrea's face as he passed her. he stood by the bed and waited with a big smirk on his face.
Post by andrea warren on Jun 15, 2015 17:40:27 GMT
she laughed and quickly shut the door behind him. and as liam moved toward the bed, her fingers briefly brushed against her own face, noting how callous his hands had been. yet his touch remained warm and caused the young coordinator to shiver with delight. the feeling was truly infectious.
"mm, let's see how creative i can get tonight, hotshot," she replied.
but, first, she'd handle ferra.
"c'mere, girl!"
her canine waggled her tail excitedly, trotting over to her mistress and only cocking her head as the woman produced the her capsule.
"in ya go," she said.
once ferra was out of the way and returned to her backpack, andrea approached liam, her smile widening considerably.
"i thought ya wouldn't show."
the palm of her hand pressed against his chest, gently pushing him to settle onto the bed.
he watched as andrea commanded the canine. it was effortless how easy the poochyena was obeying her commands. he couldn't get his shinx to do that. in went the poochyena. rory watched her as she strolled over to him.
"you were too much to resist," he said. he let her push against his chest. he fell onto the bed and bounced a bit. it was surprisingly comfortable for a hotel bed.
he grabbed the ends of his shirt and pulled upwards. off came his white shirt. he tossed it over to the side of the room, not even bothering to fold it. his eyes examined her.
"you going to wear that ugly thing all night?" he questioned. he reached out to grab her by her top. "take it off."
"the fuck you talkin' to?" she replied, quirking a brow.
andrea's eyes continued to gleam with amusement despite her words, and she moved to crawl onto the bed after batting away his hand. settling behind him at first, her hands wandered across his muscular frame. she relished and re-familiarized herself with his form, pressing gentle kisses against his shoulder as she lavished him with attention.
"'mm real happy ya came out here fer me, stud," she purred. "yer just what i need. and what i want."
pressing her chest against his back, andrea grinned, a sadistic edge to it.
"'mm real happy."
she retreated, resting her back against the softness of the bed as she went about lazily removing her socks and unbuttoning her pajama top.
"real surprised, though. thought ya finally hooked up with lil' miss priss. what was her name, anyways?"
rory let her do what she wanted. he sat there quietly, staring forward at the floor as she familiarized herself with his body. he enjoyed the attention he was getting. it felt good to receive attention for once. he was always the one giving it to cass. so he relished this moment. but it didn't last long as she rested against the bed.
he turned to see her slowly undressing herself, starting with her socks then her top. the moment's quickly ruined when she brought up cass. he turned away and stood up from the bed. he sighed.
"rule one; we don't talk about her," he said. he couldn't bare thinking about her now. he had to forget her for now. "break that rule..." he trailed.
"and i would have to punish you," he smirked as he turned back to face her. he unbuttoned his pants but left it on for now as he crawled up onto the bed and towards her. he pushed her down against the bed so he was on top of her. he looked down at her and winked.
Post by andrea warren on Jun 16, 2015 22:30:40 GMT
"hm?"
andrea peered up at him curiously, her smile lessening somewhat as she noted how serious he was when it came to this 'miss priss'.
"yer not wrong, stud. i wouldn't mind it."
relishing his warmth and closeness, the flatness of her palms pressed against his stomach and then slid toward his chest. the coordinator couldn't help but touch and cherish this moment, having realized that he'd weaken drastically after their fun was over. he'd return to miss priss and keep quiet in hope of forgetting their thrilling affair. pressing her lips teasingly against the pulse of his neck, she lingered briefly, inhaling his natural scent.
"imma miss ya when yer gone, stud," she purred.
chuckling, she pulled away, moving to run her hands through his surprisingly soft mane.
"maybe i'll be a bit more gentle this time, ey?" andrea said, quirking a brow. "don't want ya walkin' out with a limp."
rory smiled as she ran her hand up his chest. a part of him loved this and wouldn't give it up for the world. but the more reasonable part of him told him to get the fuck out. no, this was going to be his last time doing this. he was quite sure of it. he sighed and chuckled as she kissed his neck.
"you best make the most out of this then," he replied. he let his mind go blank when she ran her hands through his hair. it was a move cass loved doing. he shook his head and kissed her roughly. enough playing around.
"be as gentle as you can," he pulled away for a quick breath before kissing her again. he knew she will be the opposite of that. his hands reached under her pajamas.
Post by andrea warren on Jun 18, 2015 23:12:45 GMT
she awoke early in the morning.
struggling to comprehend, her gaze shifted toward the body settled so closely. their limbs were tangled, their forms pressed against one another as they sought out one another's warmth. no wonder, seeing as the room was irritatingly chilly. andrea rubbed her face with a hand, squinting her eyes so that they would adjust to the dimly lit room. the sun was beginning to ascend, the sky a pale shade of blue - the light of early morn peeking past the curtains.
"mm."
licking her lips that tasted of her lover, she temporarily pondered over what had led to this. lust, mostly. a primal desire had drawn them together. andrea pulled away, sitting up and covering herself with the wrinkled blankets that lay tangle and messed.
"shit," she mumbled.
the young coordinator liked liam. she liked him plenty. he was a fine man. as she peered at his face, andrea wondered if she could share moments like these with julius. once the thought of him surfaced, she felt... guilty.
"shit."
shaking her head, she allowed herself to get lost in the moment. after gingerly caressing rory's face, she patted his cheek roughly.
"hey, stud," she whispered, urging him awake. "ya best get movin'. don't want yer girl wonderin' where ya are."
