Okay, so the main objection of this story is that Duncan is trying to seduce Courtney without being forward about it. he's sort of dropping random hints here and there, waiting for her to tip over the edge.

uncan smirked inwardly as he watched Courtney sit on the steps to their cabin. She was sketching things quietly on chalky white paper, looking absolutely engrossed in whatever she was drawing. He raised an eyebrow and grinned mishceviously to himself as he slowly approached her.

After this, there's only gonna be one thing that she's engrossed in.

He thought to himself as he sat himself beside her, propping his head on his hand. He eyed her face curiously, observing her scrunched up expression carefully. He loved the way she looked when she , her angry frusturated expressions were the best, he just found it simply adorable when her freckles rose, almost tickling her stunning eyes. Thankfully, she continued to look down at her paper, not to see him gawking at her. He wanted to wrap his arm around her shoulder and pull her ear to his mouth, curling his lips around her soft ear lobe, but resisted the erges.

He decided to initiate is plan.

He stretched out his hand, as if to wave it in front of her face. He saw her eyebrows furrow so he hurried before she could look up. As he waved his hand in front of her face, saying devilishly, "Princess, you awake?" he let the side of his palm hardly graze over the bulge that was her hidden breast. He did it hard enough so that it would penetrate through the padding of her bra, but gently enough so it would send electric currents of arousal through her body. He saw her tense up almost immediately, but he continued to wave his hand in front of her face, making in seem as though it truly was an accident. Light blush graced her features and her eyes slowly trailed over to meet his curious, almost lustful gaze. Her eyebrows were arched dangerously, but he could see that new, profound desire flashing behind her long lashes.

Or his own wants were clouding over his vision, making his fantasies come true.

No, if that was true Courtney would be sucking vigourously on his co--

"Yes, Duncan?" He could hear the confusion and frusturation wrapped around her words, turning him on some more. "I was just wondering if you had fallen asleep or something." He said nonchalantly, retracting his hand from in front of her face. He was smirking at her, his eyes half lidded. Courtney shot a final glare at him, and slammed her notebook shut, stomping away from the mischevious Duncan. He watched her as she retreated, his eyes mostly on her cute, plump ass as it swayed with her quick walking. He liked the way she pretended as if it hadn't happened, but he knew that it caught her off gaurd. He could just imagine her wet womanhood, pulsating raging heat after he was done with her... God he wanted to moan and tug on himself SO badly. But he was saving it for her.

"She totally wants me."

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Duncan sat across from Courtney, leaning on his hand again, watching her as she picked almost timidly at the thick, mound of what looked like a clump of shit in her bowel. She kept her head down, making her hair fall around her like a light brown curtain. Duncan chuckled darkly to himself, nudging his fork to the side of the table, letting it clatter to the ground.

"Oops, my bad." He said almost too sarcastically. Geoff raised his eyebrows, smiling, beaming approval at Duncan; Geoff was fully well aware of Duncan's intentions, as was DJ. Duncan returned the smile as he reached down, stretching his arm forward rather then downward,

"It should be over here somewhere..." He brushed Courtney's knee, making her look up curiously, but her hair still hung around her face. He locked his gaze with hers just as he pushed his hand against her inner thigh. He watched as her eyes widened and blush arose on her light brown cheeks. He felt blood rushing to his cheeks as well as his lower regions when he realized that she wasn't protesting, but was stunned. Her eyes were pleading, but he didn't know if they were begging for more, or begging for mercy.

He smirked to himself again and thought, Of you'll be begging for mercy alright, Princess. But Duncan suddenly realized what he was originally trying to do, and noticed that he was taking it a bit too far, especially since their entire team was around them, most of which weren't watching, but he could feel a few prying eyes...

Okay... you got your reaction... pull away. Duncan inwardly argued with himself, but he couldn't. His heart was pounding as his fingers slid forward, pushing against Courtney's womanhood. He saw her eyes glaze over, and her lids slightly slide over the top half of her eyes. Her lips parted ever so slightly, and she mewled quietly... he felt the buldge in his pants pulsing. He was so horny at that moment...

When suddenly she snapped back to reality.

Her eyes shot open and her face flushed. her legs clamped around his hand, making him want to groan himself, but she screaming, pulling him back into the real world. She stood quickly, her legs parting so his hand would leave, and she dashed out of the mess hall, with Duncan still leaning heavily against the table, his hand sweaty, hanging under the table.

"Holy shit dude." Geoff mumbled, but Duncan wasn't listening.

He grinned to his two friends, ignoring the fact that everyone was looking over as a response to Courtney's scream, and growled huskily, "Who said that princesses are innocent?"

I;m sorry if you're confused. If you guys want, I will continue! Definetly gonna be a lemon.