i. Body Electric
In the dimly lit room, two bodies found themselves entangled together on the messy mattress. A few articles of clothing found themselves scattered amongst the floor, while most remained on the teen's bodies; just waiting to be torn off in lust. With a brief kiss, hands found their way underneath snug clothing, carefully easing their way up.
"Oh god..." her voice was hardly above a whisper, light and full of need.
A smirk grew on his face before he buried it in the crook of her neck, placing a quick peck he began to suck on the expose skin, earning a low moan. He felt the teenager shiver underneath under his touch.
Reaching a hand up, the girl quickly untied her hair from the single pony tail and let her hair loose. Briefly shaking her head, she proceeded to lower a hand down the man's chest and cupped the side of his face. With a heavy breath she moved her other hand back up and ran it through her hair briefly.
His dark eyes carefully watched her for a moment before letting a true smile overcome his features. His hands continued to creep up until he began to tug the shirt over her head, for which the asian complied to. "I love you," he whispered, hands lingering over her lips.
"I love you too."
Each smiled before meeting each other lips, pulling each other closer to them. A moan erected from the teenage boy as she pulled him on top of her and began to unbutton his pants. With a laugh between kisses, the girl then reached for his zipper before the two froze in their tracks upon hearing a knock on the door.
"Tommy?" A voice called from the other end. It wasn't until that moment that they had remembered that they were at a party- at his house. It was only a matter of time before someone was going to knock on his door. "You in there man?"
A soft groan left his lips as her hand slowly reached into his now unzipped jeans. "Just stay quiet and they'll leave.."
Through a pained and amused expression, Tommy let out a breath before licking his lips and placing several kisses on her jawline. Closing his eyes, he grunted in pleasure as she proceeded to casually tug his jeans off his waist and down to his knees. "Don't be such a tease, damnit."
"Then punish me, Thomas."
"No need to tell me twice, Kimi." The leader uttered under his breath, discarding his jeans quickly and picking her up with ease. As he let her lock her legs around his waist he proceeded to pull her into a tight hug. However, Kimi resisted the hug and leaned back towards the bed with a cute moan.
Upon the feeling of her crotch pressing rather aggressively against his own, the dark haired teen let out a low, load moan and thrusted his hips against hers. His breath hitched as pulled herself back up and kissed right on his jaw line. With quick movements, the filmmaker carefully put his girlfriend on the bed and hooked his thumbs on the belt loops of her own jeans. And like magic, they were off within seconds and they were that much closer.
She conveniently dressed herself in simple, but yet cute lingerie; black lace with a few ruffles- nothing too fancy, but just right for his taste.
And that's all that mattered to the two of them- of course, the two of them weren't originally intending to be where they were at that moment. Their intentions for the party was simply to have fun while his parents were out. However, like per usual word got around and now practically half the school had arrived at his house; alcohol and all. Though, like good kids (surprisingly) they strayed away from the 'goods' and ollied their way upstairs, and into his bed room.
Tommy had intended to at least greet his guests first, but when Kimi practically pleaded to go up (- mind you, it wasn't out of fear of the drugs, but of the want and need of him (and wow, she just had to use that sultry voice she had)). There was no second thought of pleasing her; he wanted her too.
And so, that's how they managed to find themselves on his bed lost in the moment. His kisses trailed down her neck, past her collar bone, and to her stomach as light, short breaths escaped her lips repeatedly. A feintly rough hand maneuvered its way underneath her body, fingers grazing her back before finding its destination: her bra strap. With simple movements, the bra unhooked and a sigh of relief and pleasure came from Kimi.
Through more kisses, the couple was unable to hear (or perhaps they blocked out) the pounding that came from the other side of his bedroom door. Just as Tommy reached around, hand eager and read to give the dark violet girl's breast a squeeze, the door slammed open and a explosion of noise invaded the once quiet room.
A smell of alcohol rushed into the room, cleansing their noses which caused their attention to shift to Chuckie and Phil, who both stood in the doorway. A completely unamused look was evident on the ginger's face as he continued to stare with disgust at his best friend who laid over his younger sister- while Phil was secretly giving the rugrat leader a thumbs up with a wink.
"Get off my sister."
The couple's faces flushed red, both trying to utter an excuse as Chuckie's cold stare ate them alive. With a nervous laugh, Tommy sat up slowly and reached down, picking up his own shirt and handing it to Kimi. "C'mon Chuckie-"
"Don't."
Meanwhile, Phil wolf whistled at the flustered girl who attempted to button up Tommy's shirt in a rush. "Dude, give them a break, Chuckster. You hardly even let them hang out anymore."
"Stay out of this Phil," uttered the ginger as he glanced at him. "Now, Kimi I'll give you a minute to find your... clothes in this mess and get dressed."
Narrowing her eyes, Kimi reached a hand over and placed it on Tommy's leg. Placing a kiss on his cheek she slowly stood up and put her back to Chuckie and Phil. "Sure, in a moment."
Raising a brow, Tommy tilted to his head at Kimi before a smirk slowly grew on his face. Just as she leaned forward to give him a kiss, an enraged Chuckie barked uncomprehensible words and cracked his knuckles. Her lips lingered over Tommy's lips right as Chuckie was about to get a grip on her arm- however, a spectator happened to walk by, pause, and turn around to get a look into the room.
"Get some Pickles!"
A look of complete disgust grew on Chuckie's face as he looked down at his sister and best friend, then back at the stranger who yelled something else. "No! He's not getting anything!"
Yet it seemed Chuckie's prayers were not heard. A crowd had began to form around the door- some oogled at the site of the backside of the violet haired teenager while others wolf whistled to Tommy. A cheer was heard while another shouted "Orgy!" at the top of their youngs, which caused the couple to blush furiously.
A now raging ginger stormed to the open door, push the crow back and a bit and began to yell intellectual insults at them. Yet, at the same time Phil gave them a thumbs up and casually locked the doorknob before shouting "Hey guys, I got more booze in the basement!"
The crowd quickly vanished as quickly as they came; most cheering at the top of their lungs while rampaging down the stairs. As the ruckus continued to happen, Phil causally closed the door behind him; leaving Tommy and Kimi yet again in a silent, peaceful room.
That was, until they heard Chuckie from the other side of the door, "I'm telling our parents!"
Rolling her eyes, Kimi finally kissed Tommy and ran her fingers through his short hair. "Anyways," pausing she left a trail of kisses along his jaw. "Where were we?"
A repeating knock awoke Kimi from her sleep the following morning, causing a groan to leave her lips. With a long yawn, the teenager sat up and stretched her arms out. Her gaze drifted to the sleeping Pickles, who looked as peaceful as ever. Placing a kiss on his forehead, she tugged the blankets off her body and stood up before letting a quiet yelp out.
The cold air hugged her figure, causing her to shiver and groggily look around for something to put on. The first thing was one of Tommy's nightshirts that laid not too far away from her, with the other article of clothings that had been dropped of removed within past day or so. Picking it up, Kimi put her arms through the holes and began to button it up as she approached his door.
Without much thought, the asian unlocked the door and began to open it. An unphased look on her face, Kimi greeted Deedee as she normally would; "Morning, Mrs. Pickles" she said as she finish buttoning up his shirt.
And then reality smacked both women right in the face.
Blinking once, Kimi gasped loudly and took a step back from the elder woman while throwing her arms back. "Oh god! I... I can explain Mrs. Pickles!"
However, the woman pulled her own arm from behind her back, revealing a bottle of wine to the teenage girl. The girl's eyes went wide for a moment before she glanced back at the sleeping Tommy who had yet to awake to the catastrophic mess that was about to combust.
"Okay," pausing, Kimi bit down on her lip. "I can't really explain that- but that's not my or Tommy's fault."
Deedee's silence continued to slash at Kimi as she continued to step backwards, afraid of what was about to come from the elder women. At least, on the other side, she already knew that the two of them were together-
But their sexual life was another whole thing that they agreed to wait on before telling.
Seconds were counting down until the moment that when the elder women was going to explode with rage, and Kimi was stuck waiting throughout the entire scene. After a few more seconds, Kimi raised her hands in defense and swallowed.
"We intended to uh... tell you- really.." Nervously sweating, Kimi mentally scolded herself for opening the door to begin with. She should have known better- especially after she knew she stayed over. "We were just waiting for the rig-"
"THOMAS MALCOLM PICKLES!"
And the time bomb just set off.
Jumping up at the speed of light, Tommy let out a yell while turning to face his mother and girlfriend, who both turned to look at the naked teenager who innocently blinked once. Then twice. And a third time before screaming and reaching for his boxers while his mother turned around while yelling, "YOU BETTER HAVE A GOOD EXPLANATION FOR THIS!"
Tommy quietly took note of how Kimi looked merely in his shirt before standing up. Approaching his mother carefully, he took a deep breath. "Look, mom, listen.."
Turning quickly, Deedee pointed a finger at him and then directed it at Kimi who flinched slightly. "Downstairs. Now."
"Yes mom," he uttered as his mother quickly left the room while calling for Stu. Both teenagers looked at each other with a disdained expression before letting out a sigh.
"We're fucked."
There was a slight pause before Kimi nodded. "Yeah. We are."
Ah yes, stay tuned for more.
Of course, before anyone goes asking questions, they are older in this story. Think of them about 16-18 years old.
Anyways, thanks for reading! Review if you'd like (please).
