Save the Cheerleader

[ArcticAvenue]

She tipped her head back, and instinctually, he took it to move his lips across her cheek and down her neck. His fingers wiggled between her legs, feeling the growing heat emanate from her sex. He felt her give him more access, and his fingers turned to slide more flatly along the juncture of her thighs.

His mind began to shut down, leaving him to the pleasure of the moment. Feeling her body writhed against him, from the touch of her hips to the feel of her breasts. He continued to kiss her, but moved his lips down off her neck to fall upon her chest. He bent to find her breasts, allowing his mouth for the first time to come in contact with the soft orbs. He kissed each, trying to give each their due. His hand was no less busy, as his fingers slip and ran along the elastic edges of the gusset. He couldn’t stay here very long, he didn’t want to stay here at all. Not when he was so close.

Slowly, he continued his kisses down to her navel, as he kneeled in front of her. His hand left her sex, circled around her firm bottom and moved up to the small of her back. He held her like this and let his eyes move up towards hers. It was as if he wanted her permission, but at this point, he didn’t think he needed it. His fingers found the top of her bloomers, gripped the panties as well, and pulled it all over the roundness of her hips. If she was his, he wanted all of her in front of him, and he wanted to be close to that what he desired the most when it was revealed. When the garment past her sex, he gasped like a follower falling eyes on a temple for the first time.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Her surrender was clear. With that soft exclamation, the subtle movements of her body she clearly gave him the message that she was his. The movement of his hand between her legs, that intimate press and play making her pussy pulse with heat. His mouth trailed downwards, their target her breasts which were now rising and falling rapidly as her breath quickened. She cried out as his mouth moved to kiss her delicate flesh, that contact intensifying their sensitivity and causing her to whimper helplessly in response.

And all the while his fingers were exploring, moving with increasing determination to the elastic of her panties, their actions warning her of what was soon to come. She almost drew back as his mouth began to move downwards, his body lowering as he knelt before her, his hands moving to capture her and pin her as his eyes sought hers. It was as if he was aware of that final fear and of course he must be she realised; he knew everything she was feeling, everything she wanted. He held her gaze, his eyes mesmerising her once more. And even as she found herself lost in that connection his hands had wasted no time in taking a firm grip on her panties making it impossible to prevent him tugging them downwards even if she had wanted to.

Her shocked exclamation was audible in the dark room and yet Mandy did not pull away, did not struggle to regain her panties. Instead she remained in his grasp, watching as he finally tore his eyes away from hers and lowered his gaze to where her smooth sex was totally exposed to his sight.

" .... Marcus ... "

She whispered his name, fear and anticipation vying in equal parts. She felt exposed, vulnerable and uncertain and yet she knew that he would do nothing unless he felt that she truly wanted it. She had to believe that she could trust him.

 

[ArcticAvenue]

She lay in front of his gaze like a silken dream. The smoothness of her skin continued over the firm hips, soft curve of her things, and the inward slope to her crevice. At the peak of her sex lay cloud was the color of corn silk, and seemed to be as soft as well. It seemed to be well trimmed and well cared for, as to Marcus it should be, like a carpet leading to the temple of her womanhood.

Releasing the panties, letting them fall to her ankles, he moved in closer. Close enough he could smell her and feel the warmth emanating from her. His hands moved to her smooth naked hips. He leaned his head forward and his lips found that cloud of corn silk. He kissed her softly there, but only for a breath.

He continued downward, arching his back to reach her more comfortably. He could feel the smooth divide begin as he inched closer and closer to her core. He felt the little nubbin pressing to break free towards him and stopped to give his new friend an extra kiss. But the destination was so close he couldn’t stop to spend time meeting her.

Finally, bent awkwardly pushing his chin between her thighs, his lips reached outward and kissed fully her labia and the moisture building there met him in return. He let his tongue reach out for her and split her lips, bringing more of her taste to him.

The whole of it, the first time putting his mouth on her, he did without hesitation. She gave herself over to him, so he thought nothing of making her happy that she did.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Her panties pooled around her ankles; Mandy was totally exposed to Marcus, he had stripped her and was now easing downwards to focus upon her most intimate centre as his hands grazed her hips. That first light kiss drew a soft gasp from her, that contact making her body flare with a heat that only intensified beneath his continued ministrations. And then somehow his head was between her legs, his mouth upon her sex and then his tongue extending to lap slowly as he tasted her.

"AAahhhhh!"

Her soft cry seemed to fill the room. Mandy's body quivered uncontrollably, her pussy fluttering and aching as her sex wept her arousal.

"Marcus ... please ... "

She didn't know what she was asking for. She was shocked, confused, but above all else her body was receptive to his every touch. All her natural defences, all her logic had gone. Marcus was the one who knew her best, who knew what she wanted, what she needed and unwittingly she had naively given him full control.

 

[ArcticAvenue]

He didn’t expect this. Marcus never had gone down on a woman before, considered what it would be like maybe, but he had always been too focused on the end game. He didn’t expect that if he ever would get a chance to do something like this to Mandy, or that he would let him. Most of all, he didn’t expect he would like it … nay, love it.

She tasted like heaven. He could feel each ridge and each smooth curve of her sex against his lips. He would tease the little hood hiding her clit with his breath, and suck in her flesh into his mouth. It was tentative at the start, letting her get used to this most intimate attack on her privates, but the more he learned he enjoyed having his mouth on her the harder it was to keep himself reigned in.

His hands circled around her thighs, gently cupping her buttocks. They were equally firm and soft in only the way the prettiest of girls could be. They were round and comfortably shaped to his palms. Pulling them open he could feel that he could get better access with his mouth, and it was his mouth that worked overtime.

His tongue had become more daring from her pleas. She was moistening stronger, and his tongue pushed into her depths to drink in her nectar. He could feel the satiny flesh in her pussy, and it rumbled intense feelings in his brain all the way down to his pants. He kept exploring, pushing deeper with his tongue into her, and the experience felt like it had him on the brink.

He stopped himself. Pulling back his tongue, still holding her bottom in his palms, and pressing his forehead into navel. He was breathing hard, gritting his teeth, doing what he could to keep control. No way was he going to allow himself to go off before she did, or worse yet in his own underwear. But he was in the middle of the most erotic experience of his life.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Mandy had never experienced anything like this before! Occasionally a guy might have made a cursory attempt at such 'intimacy', but it had always been brief as if a necessary precursor to ready her fully for his 'entry'. And of course there had been a few of those ... entries ... After overcoming the initial shock of him going down on her, Mandy expected that this would quickly lead to him wanting to get inside her. She never suspected it would be possible to experience such intense sensations, for her to feel such a level of arousal!

There was no doubt in her mind that Marcus definitely knew what he was doing. His hot breath, the flick of his tongue and the way his mouth worked on her drew whimpers from her as he slowly roused her with his measured ministrations.
It was when his hands moved to capture her ass that she knew that he was to intensify that sweet torture. Mandy moaned softly as his hands captured her ass, his hands were firm and determined as he subtly opened her up to his questing mouth and probing tongue.

"Marcussss!!"

She was crying out his name as her body jolted. Her legs felt like they might buckle any minute and yet his strong hands moulding her body held her securely as he spread her more widely. The face that pushed between her legs met no resistance. Her pussy poured her arousal and she found herself moving her feet to take on a wider stance in an effort to balance as he set about eating her in earnest.

"Ohhh ... oh .. my... Godd... "

He was driving her crazy, bringing her so close to release; a release she craved.
Her breath was ragged, matching his as Marcus released her sex and moved his head to her navel. Her abdomen quivered as his breath caressed it. Like her he seemed to be at the height of arousal. She moved her hand to his head and ran her fingers affectionately through his hair.

"I need you ... "

She breathed softly.

She needed to give herself to him; she needed him to make her cum; she needed to finally have a man in her life who she could trust to take care of her in every way ...

 

[ArcticAvenue]

On his knees, resting his against her navel, he could feel her passion. He could feel her fingers in his hair. He could hear her breathing. Her stomach rippled with the growing need.

"I need you ... "

He looked up her body. She looked so beautiful as he embraced her. From the needful body to the beauty of the cheerleader he first spied for this project. Her need was real, and was a need from him.

So he did what he could.

He dove in with his mouth once more. He opened it wide and pushed his chin until the wet sex was surrounded by his lips. Her sucked lightly and mouthed at the flesh to pull it towards his hot breath. His tongue shot out and dove into her silky pussy until it was flicking as deeply as he could reach. Pressing his lips together, he curled his tongue so it dragged along her insides letting the molten flesh rub against the muscle. As his lips closed, he withdrew his tongue until it left her, and her pursed lips enclosed on her little clitty. Thats when the tip of his tongue attacked the button.

Then he opened his mouth and did the same maneuver once more.

He was relentless, committed to only her needs, and fully intending to bringing her to climax.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Even though he would know, she had told him of her need and he rewarded her with a determination which left her helpless. His mouth almost attacked her; his licks and suckles turning to a hunger that made her cry out. His tongue was pushed high up inside her making her head tip back as she groaned loudly at the amazing sensation.

"Ohh... oh my God... Marcuss... yess.... "

His tongue, his mouth sucking at her made her whole body quiver bringing her to the edge of release. His tongue withdrew and flicked to her clit only to be followed by a full assault upon that sensitive button drawing soft cries from her as her body quivered visibly.

"Uhhnnnn ... "

The low moan fell from her lips as once more his tongue delved up inside her.
Again she was brought to the edge, again her clit was attacked.
And then again his tongue pushed up inside her, her clit was sucked.

"Marcuss ... please..... ahhhhhh.... "

She eased her legs further apart, her hips easing forward to offer herself fully to his oral ministrations ... and this time as that skilful tongue pushed inside her quivering walls, her body rocked with the intensity of her release, an orgasm crashing over her as his mouth worked.

The silence of the dark room was filled by the sound of her squeals Mandy's body went molten and poured out her pleasure; that intense spasm washing over her leaving her dazed and close to collapse ...

 

[ArcticAvenue]

He finished with light kisses up her soft mons, holding her smooth ass as she rumbled through her climax. He had done it, he had given Mandy an orgasim. The beautiful cheerleader, who until that afternoon was nothing more than someone to think about when left to his own hand. Now his hands cupped the most beautiful woman on campus; all the while it was his name she called out in pleasure.

Through the best of it, he used his hands on her round bottom to keep her steady, but clearly that steadiness waned. He shifted his legs so they moved between hers and he sat on the floor. His hands slide up to her hips and just with a little light pressure. The naked woman came down to it in his lap. His hands encircled her torso and his mouth still covered in her wetness found hers to kiss her.

Once she was steady, his hands left her body and clawed at the hem of his shirt. Adrenaline mixed with anticipation as the shirt came up quickly and over his head. Somehow he needed to get to his pants to get them off too, but he wanted to keep kissing Mandy too. He was desperate to have her, but not like that. It wasn’t just to fuck her, he wanted to love her, and now he felt he needed to rush to get there.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

She quivered as he pressed soft kisses against her sensitive body. His hands held her ass, supporting her, preventing her from sinking to the floor. She couldn't think straight, couldn't even capture one coherent thought. She closed her eyes, her head tipping back and gave a soft moan, nothing but the shuddering of her own body filling her senses, so intense was the release she had experienced!

And then, somehow, she found herself slipping downwards, coming to rest upon his lap and he encircled her, holding her then kissing her as she surrendered fully to that sweet embrace. She whimpered softly, dazed, head spinning, hardly aware that he was pulling off his shirt, grasping at his pants. Naturally she pressed herself against him, kissing him so sweetly, her artless nature offering him so much of herself as she naively poured all her trust upon him as she softly moaned his name and clung to him.

He was her handler, he would keep her safe ... and as Marcus he just knew what her body craved, what those secret, unspoken needs of hers were ... and he wanted her anyway ...

 

[ArcticAvenue]

Free of his shirt, his pants and boxers breaching his knees to his ankles, Marcus became immediately aware of the soft touch of Mandy’s skin against his. She felt like pillowy soft plushness surrounded a burning furnace underneath. The shock of the cool air on his body as he hastily removed his clothes was tempered by the heat of her skin everywhere they touched. The way they touched -- with her legs surrounding his hips while sitting on his lap, his chest rising up to press into her breasts, and her kiss melting into his -- made every inch of him warm, soothed, and excited.

His member, once it sprung free, found the groove of her sex. He slid the rigid cock between the layers of her labia without penetrating her. She coating the top of it as they shifted over each other, and he could feel her little nub grind into the his veined skin. After first joining their naked bodies to touch one another, he was needing to join them completely. Sliding a hand between their stomachs, he gripped his hardness and pointed it up into her opening, letting sit on the verge of piercing her.

Slowly his hips pushed forward and he felt his member slide into her body. It was warm. It was wet. It was softer than he could ever dream it to be. Embracing the cheerleader in his arms, the girl he had convinced to meet him on a lie, the girl he had watch for weeks, the girl who let him remove her clothes and pleasure her in a dank room; now he was taking her as a lover.

He broke their kiss, breathing heavily and looking up into her eyes. He brushed a little of her hair away from her face. He spoke words that he didn’t know where they came from, but in the whispers of breaths they weren’t any less real:

“It’s always been you Mandy. I’ll always be here for you.”

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

They were both totally naked. Somehow he had shed is clothes and there were no longer any barriers between their bodies. Mandy quivered as his cock came into contact with her sensitive sex. His hard throbbing length stroked along her folds causing her pussy to pulse as her juices coated him, that contact, even just outside her body sending shockwaves through her.

She clung to Marcus, murmuring his name even as he moved and she felt her clit grind against him. Surely he was 'bigger' than any of the guys she'd had before? Not that there had been that many. She didn't seem to have had much luck with sustaining anything long term with the guys around, even when she had allowed a chosen few to get 'physical' with her - after a respectable number of dates! She wasn't the kind of girl who would ever usually allow anything like this to happen, but this was Marcus and somehow it felt ... right ...

She felt his hand dip and capture his length, felt him ease it to nudge against her entrance, knew that he was going to enter her and despite all the common sense about what was right and wrong she knew that she wanted this as much as him. Caution and precautions never entered her mind as they continued to kiss whilst he moved his hips and began to ease inside her ...

And God ... he was hard, his shaft an iron hard heat as he penetrated her ... and so thick ... her orgasm allowed her now supple pussy to stretch to accommodate him ... She gave a soft gasp as their mouths parted. He was buried in her to the hilt and the sensation of being lovingly impaled on his cock was ... incredible ...
She looked up and met his gaze as he reached up to brush away a stray lock of hair, the gesture tender, caring.

“It’s always been you Mandy. I’ll always be here for you.”

It was as if he'd seen her secret fears; that, as had happened to her before, once this had happened between them he would not want to see her again, that he would somehow no longer be interested ... She clung to him, her body trembling as he held her securely in his lap.

" ... promise ...?"

She asked him breathlessly.

She so desperately wanted this to be a 'beginning' and not an 'end', though regardless of his answer she knew she wanted this, wanted to give herself to him completely.

 

[ArcticAvenue]

There was nothing like this ever in Marcus’s life. Nothing near as close.

Far away from the joyous celebrations, the revelry of victory, and sweet aftermath of a warm autumn day of football, these two sat of the old carpet of a long forgotten locker room joined together in an embrace tighter than either have felt. The dusty, moist air should be suffocating him. The dim lights barely able to maintain a glow should have made his vision terrible. Yet all of it seemed to add to this moment more than they could subtract.

He sat on the ground, his legs positioned under Mandy, arms circling her torso, and holding her to him. He felt the way her breasts pressed into his chest. Her flat stomach laid against his. Even their light pubic hair tangled together just above where his hard organ entered her sex. The wetness that surrounded his manhood felt like he was bathed in warm oils, and the firm surroundings of her pussy wrapped around him comfortably.

He looked up at her face, with her eyes as wide as his. Her lips were red from the passion of their kissing and her brow carried just the lightest edge of sweat. Otherwise she appeared as sweet, as beautiful, and as trusting as she had the entire night. Now though, she sat entangled in arms allowing every bit of him access to her.

Some years ago Marcus and a girl he knew from high school got drunk on cheap wine in his cousin’s basement. Sometime before he threw up and she went home they lay on a couch with their pants at their ankles. He was on top of her stuffing his meat into her while she whined and stammered, her palms pressing his hips back to keep it from poking too hard. It was quick, it wasn’t pretty, but it was sex.

This was nothing like that night in his cousin’s basement. He hadn’t moved his shaft since entering her. He wasn’t the one coming down on top. She wasn’t pushing him away. He didn’t want it to be quick, he wanted none of this to be quick. If he could it would last forever.

But it wasn’t the sex he wanted to last. All of it. All of her. Until Happily Ever After.

" ... promise ...?" she asked.

“Until Happily Ever After.”

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Mandy’s eyes search his anxiously. Always was a long time, it was an impossible time. How could he promise that? If he did, surely he would be lying and if he didn’t … then at least he was being honest with her, but unwittingly she had questioned him into a corner and left him with nowhere to go.

“Until Happily Ever After.”

Her smile was luminous as she heard his words. It was the perfect answer; an answer that reassured her and which promised so much for the future, confirming that she and Marcus were truly ‘fairy tale’, but reassured her that this fiction was more true, more real, more honest than any relationship she had ever had before. She knew what others thought of her, the girls anyway; the kinder telling her she was naïve and to be wary of what her beaus told her and then there were the crueller who simply told her that she was dumb. For whatever reason, she had never found the one, the man she could truly be herself with, be honest with and who would be honest with her … until now …

”Marcus … “

She moaned his name with all the longing of her heart and body.
She clung to him as they sat in that dank dismal room, her body beginning the dance of rise and fall as he stroked steadily in and out of her pulsing pussy.

”Please … “

She gasped and mewled softly as she craved more …

 

[ArcticAvenue]

Something carnally said to grab her, force her down, and pump in her until his need was finished. Yet all he really wanted was to touch her, hold her close to him, and make this feeling last.

As they started moving together, Marcus slid his hands slowly along the rib cage on her back. He traced along her backbone, and down to the strong muscles near her bottom. His fingers moved up along her sides until they reached her shoulder blades.

Together, they were rolling the bottoms against the old carpet. In tandem, it caused his member to press up into her, then slide back out. At first his movements with his hips were small, yet steady. Now as her slickness coats him, and his need grows, he rolls his abs more and can slide longer and further into her. Soon, he can feel their bodies meet - pelvis to pelvis, pubis to pubis, the roll of her nubbin dragging against his cock. Her tight athletic frame now grips his girth, a feeling he never believed girls had the ability to do and it raises the intensity of what it is bringing him towards.

His arms curl around hers, and he pulls her body tight to his. So tight it feels like he wants to press them together for all of time. His lips find hers through gasping breaths, and his mouth sucks the kiss into him.

That carnal need hovered in the back of his desire, replaced with sexual passion. He didn’t know how long he could last, but he tried as much as he could to hold her close as possible until it ended.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

This wasn't like anything she had experienced before. It wasn't that there was no urgency between them, but it was Marcus who set the pace, who directed, who taught here that this didn't need to be quick and frenzied. His hands moved over her body, his touch making her give soft moans even as his shaft moved inside her. Her eyes locked with his and she found herself drowning in the expression she read there.

His hands were on her shoulders, caressing them and causing a sensation she had no idea was even possible from that seemingly innocent part of her body. Their bodies rocked and undulated, finding their rhythm, finding just the angle which maximised their contact and his access into her now slick sex. They were melded against each other now. Her arms went around him as she clung to him, uncontrollable shudders wracking her body at the sweet sensitivity of it all. Just as there was no way for her to hide her thoughts from him, her body could not hold back her physical responses. She cried out as the leverage he had increased and seemed to push impossibly deeper up inside of her.

"Ohhhh Marcuss ... yesss .... "

She moaned her growing pleasure as he held her still tighter, his arms anchoring, reassuring. And then his mouth was on hers and their kiss held an urgency, a passion that literally took her breath away. And all the time he was making love to her, her body matching his as her muscles rolled as she rode him. His cock pressing and pulsing up inside her as they were locked in the pursuit of that pleasure that steadily built until she pulled her mouth away and clung to him desperately as her control ebbed away.

Over and over she gasped and mewled, groaning his name as her breath grew increasingly ragged as she rode rapidly towards her release. Her stream of moans and pleas became incoherent as their pace increased and she was driven further and further until with a scream her orgasm came crashing down on her; her whole body spasming, her sex gripping, milking, pouring and her whole world spun and exploded with such a euphoric intensity that her senses exploded.

 

[ArcticAvenue]

This couldn’t last forever. Not with what her sex was doing to his hardness. Not with how their bodies crushed together. Not with the way she kept calling his name. Not with how she made him feel. Their bodies merged together, sweating and slick, as the two lovers grew closer and closer to their peak. There was no way any of this would let him last long at all.

Yet it was the feel of her release around him that ignited the last of the fire. He could feel the pull of her opening as it made him force his cock as deep as he could. With that, the first blast of his seed rushed to her depths, and he felt each of his loads make his member jerk in the velvet vice of her confines. He grunted in her mouth, kissing and gasping for air.

His head turned, his cheek sliding against the softness of her cheek, the hot air of his breath huffing into her neck as it slowed. His hips slowed as well, now that his draining member softened slightly inside her grip. Yet he didn’t release the hold he had on her, his arms still encircled her feeling her warm body against his.

His mind began to click back on. With it came doubt, that first awful, evil doubt that starts showing up after being pushed to the side for lust. He realized he should have pulled out at the end. He should have put on something to protect her. He should have stopped after she came for the first time and let her go home. He basically lied to her to get her to screw him, all of this, one continuous lie. She wouldn’t have done any of this if he didn’t so he basically raped her. All to have the girl of his dreams in his arms.

Without moving an inch, with his cheek still pressed up against hers, he simply whispered, “I’m sorry Mandy. I … I shoulda pulled out.”

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Mandy clung to him, her breath ragged as it came in gasps. The softest of whimpers escaped her as she felt him soften, her pussy still exquisitely sensitive. And as clarity of thought slowly began to return, she was shaken by not just by what they had done, but more the way he had made her feel physically and emotionally. Yet her instinct was not to pull away. She felt exposed, she felt vulnerable, but she sought the comfort and security that was Marcus and pressed herself against him never thinking to hide the fact that her body was quivering in reaction to the intensity of what they had shared.

“I’m sorry Mandy."

His apology was the last thing she expected. Shocked she eased away just far enough to for her eyes to capture his. Did he regret what they had done? How could that be?!?

"I … I shoulda pulled out.”

She blinked, realisation dawning, her face a picture of relief that he did not regret their love making.

"It's what I wanted,"

She told him softly, leaning forward to press a soft kiss on his mouth.
She hadn't thought for a moment about stopping him from cumming inside her.

"We were both ... "

She began and broke off blushing, not quite knowing how to tell him that they were both equally too carried away to 'play safe'.

" ... it'll be okay ... "

She reassured him.

 

[ArcticAvenue]

It all felt better. He felt better. Just a little kiss from her, a couple of little words, and the cutest blush she could ever give, and he didn’t feel so bad anymore. The doubt was still there, the side of him that hated himself for getting her to do this. Yet now, it just seemed that she was going along with it. But isn’t that what he convinced her the whole time?

He brushed a bit of hair off her forehead, and gave her a sheepish smile back.

“You are so pretty,” he said before even noticing he was saying it. His arm was still wrapped around her, their legs entwined, his softening member still inside her. Yet a small little compliment made him self-conscious, like saying something he shouldn’t to the cutest girl in school.

He swallowed hard, and thought that it was time to be confident again. Time to be the handler again, whatever that means anymore.

“Are you hungry, Mandy?” he asked. “That is, I could stay like this to the end of days, but I feel I at least owe you dinner.”

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

The reality of their situation, the possible circumstances slowly began to dawn on her. At least they didn't regret what they had shared, but ... what now ... ? Would he want the 'happy ever after' he had promised her? Would he even remember that he had said that?

“You are so pretty,”

She blushed at his words, at the intimacy of the simple gesture of him brushing her hair back. Her eyes locked with his, searching ... searching for reassurance ...

“Are you hungry, Mandy?”

The question took her totally by surprise.

“That is, I could stay like this to the end of days, but I feel I at least owe you dinner.”

She looked at him confused by the idea of him 'owing' her anything ...

"... no ... I ... I don't think so ... "

She answered him hesitantly. She couldn't even think of food at that moment.

"I guess we should ... "

She looked around and shivered. The surroundings were less than romantic and her clothes were strewn around somewhere. She supposed she should get dressed and ... She bit her lip uncertainly. This was the part when he just walked away ... Despite what he'd said ... despite how intense this had been ...

"You don't owe me anything Marcus ... "

She told him softly, her voice sounding lost and hurt even to her own ears ...

 

[ArcticAvenue]

Her mood had changed, and that was noticeable from the moment she responded. Not distant, but starting to separate them, starting to find a reason to move away. It caused a reaction in him too. That last bit of his member slipped away from her and immediately the physical space seemed a mile between them. Even the shiver in her body suggested his own couldn’t keep her warm.

He may have noticeably gulped in fear. She seemed to be suggesting this is it, suggesting that she will move on to her own life once more.

He reached for his shirt, the only thing in immediate reach, and offered it to her for warmth. He slipped slowly from out from underneath reaching for the other clothes they discarded around the floor. He did this because it felt like it was what she wanted, to get what she had brought with her and get out of there.

In his gut, something was telling him that he was screwing this all up. He wondered if it was him, if he was saying something or doing something. Or worse yet, he suggested something she didn’t want. In his mind he went through all the possibilities of what made her so distant so fast. This time, not like any time before it, one voice outshouted them all. It just said, you don’t know if you don’t ask.

So he did.

“Mandy?” he started but then continued reluctantly. “You think, I don’t know, you think you would ever … see yourself … or want to be .. ummm … my girlfriend?”

He sat there on the floor, more space between them then before, worried, scared, and naked. His appearance the perfect metaphor to the question that now laid out in front of them.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

He leaned away from her, capturing his shirt. This was it, it was what she had feared, but what she should expect by now ... only for that briefest of times she had hoped he would be ... different, special. Mandy accepted the shirt and let it drape her shoulders, but found no warmth in it as she sat on the cold damp floor now watching as he retrieved their scattered clothes. He must realise how she was feeling and yet somehow he had shut off from her. She bit her lip and wondered how she was going to get out of there without letting him see just how upset she was.

“Mandy?”

She glanced up briefly and averted her gaze once more as he hesitated.

“You think, I don’t know, you think you would ever … see yourself … or want to be .. ummm … my girlfriend?”

Her head slowly rose, her eyes meeting his incredulously.

"I ... I thought ... you couldn't wait to get rid of me ... "

She told him tremulously not even aware that the unshed tears finally brimmed slowly.

"You said ... "

She shook her head. He had told her he wanted her, that he would always be with her.

"You promised ... but ... "

She shuddered, half with cold, half with sobs.

"I thought you were different ... but ... you don't have to pretend to want me anymore ... "

He'd 'had' her, so why would he even offer - even so half heartedly - to go out with her?

 

[ArcticAvenue]

"Don't have to pretend to want you?" He blurted. “Who would do that?”

He appeared confused, and could start to feel a little bit of fear role in. She said pretend, like she knew he was pretending the whole thing. But surely Mandy couldn’t think that it was just time to move on. Not at this point.

Still, she seemed close to tearing up, with the wetness in her eyes growing more noticeable. He couldn’t even be sure why. He wished she really had the power, that she could convince him to do what she wanted him to do, but he was too unsure, too inexperienced, and even too scared to really know. So he let his mind go, and the instinct in him took over.

He slid around until he sat hip-to-hip with her. He wrapped an arm around her shoulder and pulled her torso against his own. He took his other hand and slide the back of a finger slowly along a cheek to find any tears there. “Hey hey, Mandy,” he cooed. “It’s alright.”

His hand took a lock of her hair, and once again pulled it off of her face, hooking it behind her ear. “Hundreds of guys would want you. Hundreds and Hundreds. None of them need to pretend. I wouldn’t pretend to want you, not never. I can pretend a lot of things, but .. To want you? To Protect you? That’s not pretend.”

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

"Don't have to pretend to want you? Who would do that?”

His shock at her words was genuine, as if he truly couldn't' believe that was possible?

He closed the distance between them. His arm went around her and Mandy couldn't resist the comforting warmth of his body as he pulled her against it.

“Hey hey, Mandy,”

The tender touch on her cheek, the soothing tone of his voice ironically made the tears brim and fall unheeded, even as her heart began to race once more.

“It’s alright.”

Her eyes locked with his as he eased a strand of her hair away from her face, his voice gently reassuring.

“Hundreds of guys would want you. Hundreds and Hundreds. None of them need to pretend. "

She couldn't speak, couldn't tell him about the guys she'd known in the past and instead she merely shook her head slowly.

" I wouldn’t pretend to want you, not never."

Her eyes searched his at his soft declaration, faint hope stirring.

"I can pretend a lot of things, but .. To want you? To Protect you? That’s not pretend.”

Her cheeks flushed at his words. She wanted so much for him to want and protect her.

"You promised me 'happily ever after' ..."

She dared to remind him.

"I want that with you, Marcus."

She could not pretend otherwise to him.

"... but only if you really want it too ... "

 

[ArcticAvenue]

"... but only if you really want it too ... "

His mouth opened ready to leap to immediate affirmation of his want but he stopped. There was something surreal in the answer, in this moment. The girl he lusted after from afar, the girl he tricked into being her with him, the girl he would have cut off his leg just to be able to touch her skin. Her ask of him almost sounded absurd.

He gave a little bit of a laugh when he thought about it and smiled warmly to her. He reached for and clasped her hand in his intertwining their fingers before setting them down on her leg. For a moment he remembered that the girl was, for all intents and purposes, naked and his hand was very close to her honey pot; but that flash thought dissolved, because his mind just wasn’t thinking like that right now.

“Sorry,” he apologized following the laugh. “I wouldn’t have guessed that between the two of us, you would be the one asking me if I wanted to be with you. Guys like me don’t get to be with girls like you.”

He looked up at her eyes, those soft baby blues searching for an answer. He gave her a reassuring smile.

“You’ve just met me Mandy, but I know you. I’ve sat behind you in class, watched you in football games, seen you around campus. I know more about you than you know about me. I know things don’t always go your way, but you always seem to make people happy. Just watching you makes me happy.

He shrugs a little, looks down at the floor.

“I don’t know what will happen when we leave this room. I don’t know what your friends would say about me, probably nothing nice cause I’m not like the guys you should be with. I don’t know if I can do anything to make you any happier than you already are.”

He still looked down at the floor, but he smiled. As he continued, it was if he was talking to noone, just hoping the room would hear his words.

“As long as I’ve known you, I’ve wanted to protect you and be with you, but I was too afraid to ask. It was easy to promise Mandy. It’s easy for me to say forever and ever. Cause I always wanted that, as long as I’ve known you.”

He turned back to look into her eyes.

“I promise. Forever and ever.”