Drunk

Chapter One: The Night

His mouth was upon hers in an instant, hunger and lustful desire clearly present from the get-go. She returned his passion and felt him groan into her mouth as his hands roamed her arms and back. At least he wasn't stupid enough to rush her that much.

Gracefully, she turned until she was facing him completely and the kissing deepened as hand play increased. She was gasping now as well and the car was starting to heat up right along with the odd feeling flooding her stomach. Never before had she gone through such an emotion, but she was almost afraid to admit that she liked it.

"You're beautiful."

Oh how she wished that had never been said, those words made her feel. She was barely okay with the physical, adjusting to emotional feelings as well was something she wasn't ready for.

"Baby," he whispered as he moved down to suck at her neck, causing her to gasp as she leaned back to give him more room to move.

She felt her body heat up more as she shoved him backwards before she moved after him in pursuit. He groaned at the unique contact and bucked up into her, causing her to groan as well as she descended on him, the heated kissing continuing once again.

They had parked in a desolate part of the park and since everyone was addicted to reality television and other forms of digital entertainment, the chances of anyone—city police and park rangers included—walking in on them were practically zero.

He grunted roughly and pushed up so that they were both sitting up now, though she was still in his lap and his hands were still doing amazing things to her physical senses.

Sure her brother thought he was weird and obsessive, but at least he cared for her. At least she could feel cared for, even if she wasn't one to show emotion herself. He was what she needed; he was her world.

"More," the command surprised her, but it was more due to the quickness of it rather than the subject. Normally he waited awhile before moving forward, but perhaps she had just aroused him faster this time. Not resisting at all—bodily pleasure was her favorite after all—she allowed him to remove her shirt while she groaned louder than before.

"You're so beautiful." The lust was clear in his eyes and the need to fulfill such desire was obvious in his body language as he nuzzled her before kissing all around her stomach and upper chest.

Still she remained silent as she allowed him to essentially ravage her, her moans being the only sound she made. Some would see it as discontent or boredom, but he knew she was just a quiet kind of girl.

Things really started to grow heated as she once again flipped their positions while removing his own shirt at the same time. The car was starting to steam despite the cold winter air as she felt her belt buckle come undone.

She wasn't as comfortable being pantless.

"Don't you trust me?" He demanded desperately, like he always did, when they hit this point in the night. She glared at him, not one to be questioned—even by him—before nodding softly. He grinned and removed her pants roughly and she let him, like she always did.

The erotic encounter continued as they kissed and groped freely, though there was still that thin layer between them. No matter how many games he bought or how many pizzas he gave her, she had never let him go that far.

"Tonight?" He asked, hopefully as he played with her panty line. She smirked and leaned down past his lips and sucked on the front of his neck. That was his weak spot and he leaned against the back seats heavily as she worked on him.

"Please?"

How pathetic he could be at times, though she found that to be almost alluring in a really weird sense.

She gave in.

They had been together since freshman year. They had stuck together through thick and thin. He was her world, so she would let him take what was his. Her docile nature wasn't one that many saw and lived to tell the tale, but he had a way of getting her to bring it out.

The last layer was gone, there was no going back now. He was moving in on her, his own state of dress—or rather undress—matching her own. She mentally gulped and steeled herself for the oncoming storm. It was time.

It was going to happen tonight.

Gaz Membrane's virginity was going to be taken by her boyfriend of four years...Raymond Iggins.

I bet a good bit of you are ready to kill me right? I felt evil writing this out, but I had to! More to come in the next chapters! Hope you liked it XD.

THIS IS NOT A GAIR, it is STRICTLY ZAGR...kinda. You'll see, just wait!

I'm gonna get hunted down for this...