Chapter 10: Too Risqué?

Liz's POV

I awoke to the sweet and satisfying smell of pancakes, the soft simmering just audible from the white and black cotton couches everyone had slept on. I lifted my head gently off Avan's shoulder, being as careful as I could not to wake him, to see who was awake. Ariana was still sleeping softly on Matt's chest, his arm looped protectively around her back. Victoria's head was tipped back on the plush arm of the couch, one of her legs was positioned on Avan's leg, however to cease my jealousy, neither of his arms was near her. One was behind his head, his dark hair sticking out in all directions upon it; the other was snaked affectionately around my waist. There was no sign of Leon so I assumed he was the reason for the tasty scent wafting from the kitchen. Everyone else slowly began to stir as the smell and sound of breakfast being whipped up filled their noses and ears.

Victoria stood up and stretched her long arms to the ceiling and sighed, her eyes opening wide from a healthy night's sleep. Ariana giggled as she lifted her red head off Matt's chest and he beamed down at her, slightly stroking the bottom of her hair. I nudged Avan's ribs with my shoulder and his eyes fluttered open.

"Morning" I said in his ear, quite seductively.

He smiled and nuzzled his nose into my hair, his lips brushing my ear. "Good morning"

I felt spoilt, like a child who had been given every type of candy with no expense, but something stuck me. What would everyone think of our little act, our little morning fun? Would they even notice? Or would they not think anything of it? Avan didn't seem to notice my slight change in comfort and faltering smile; he stretched out his legs and yawned loudly. Did I really care what others thought? I could always pretend we had a bet or something? What kind of bet though, that would mean us getting all touchy feely? I had to think of something, soon.

Ariana and Matt had already sauntered into the kitchen, rubbing their eyes, robbing them of sleep. However, when Victoria passed me, I saw a cold and irate glare directed towards me, she had seen our sweet peck and whispering and obviously wasn't very happy about it. She walked into the kitchen, the hunch in her shoulders, obviously now, not just a tired gesture. I crawled onto Avan, straddling his lap, his eyes widened in sheer surprise, questioning and, to my satisfaction, lust. His hands awkwardly came down and rested on my hips, tracing the hem of my pyjama shorts, which were, I had just noticed, bunched up quite high on each side, showing a very large portion of leg. I had an idea, one to fill my needs, one to fill Avan's, one to make Victoria jealous, one to have fun with. Honestly, it was probably thought of for the wrong reason; however, I thought it would be fun, different and a little risqué. My hands rested on his shoulders, rubbing them and I leant forward, my lips just touching his ear.

"Why don't we make a little bet?"

Why was I doing this? I didn't even know if this was a good idea or a really, really terrible one that could potentially ruin things? It was very unlike me, although most people thought that I had some kind of sexy reputation that I couldn't understand.

"What kind of bet?" His voice was hoarse and edgy, the vocal chords not yet ready for the day yet, but it was truthfully, one of the sexiest things I had ever heard. His hands ran up and down my thighs, sending tingles throughout my whole body. God, I had started something steamy at, what time was it? Like seven thirty or something? This early in the morning and I had decided to start on a provocative note with Avan.

"No one knows about us, right? Let's keep them guessing, let's keep each other guessing, let's see who the first one to cave and spill the beans to everyone and each other" I whispered suggestively in his ear, my lips brushing his jaw bone and I heard him trying to keep in a moan. His became rougher, gripping my waist each time he trailed from my thighs to edges of my shoulders.

I started getting nervous; maybe this wasn't the best idea. It looked like I was trying to keep us a secret and I didn't know if he would take this in a bad way, me wanting to hide us, embarrassed by our new loved-up relationship. I didn't want to hide this amazing thing, no way, it was like I said, and I had this idea for the wrong reason; to make Victoria jealous of the obvious chemistry Avan and I shared. Before I could anxiously look into his eyes, that I was convincing myself were screaming no, he whispered,

"What are the rules?"

I smiled against his neck and sat up a little, rearranging myself on his lap and feeling a little turned on at our proximity and positioning.

"No obvious stuff, we have to make it look like were not all loved up and-"

"Like this?" he asked, cupping my cheeks and pulling my face to his and pressing his lips against mine. Sparks flew and my stomach did one thousand back flips, he exhaled and looked into my eyes, breaking the kiss.

"Yeah, l-like that" I stuttered.

He smiled wider and looked into my eyes.

"That's pretty much it" I continued, "Let's just have fun"

"You know, I still don't really understand this" he said, nuzzling into my neck and kissing my collarbone.

I thought about his half answer, I didn't understand what I had truly meant by this little bet of ours.

"How about until one of us caves, begging for the other" Avan said it slowly; we both knew it sounded slightly immature and weird; something that really strange people did for fun and to explore. I knew he didn't mean it in a weird, awkward and harsh way. He had meant it in a submission of the others truthful feelings; whoever can no longer keep the emotions inside loses and has to face some sort of punishment which I assumed we'd figure out when it happened. I smiled and kissed his neck and then stood up slowly and reached for his hand.

"Deal" I said, walking towards the kitchen.

"Same rules?" Avan asked quickly, removing himself from the comfortable cushions on the lounge.

"Yup" I said, popping the p with my tongue. Before I walked and opened the door to the kitchen, he pushed me up against the wall, pressing his body to mine. A small gasp escaped my mouth, but it wasn't out of fear or any emotion similar.

"So I can still do this?" his breath was hot against my cheek. Not only did he thrust all of him against me, his hands were tightly wrapped on my hips and they slowly, heatedly slid up my sides, crossed onto my stomach and stopped just before my chest.

I nodded, scared that if I spoke, something completely inappropriate would escape my lips. This was definitely the most erotic moment we had shared. I just realised that we were both breathing heavily and also that there were four people in the next room. He seemed to realise at the same time, breaking away from me but his hands still on my stomach. He pecked me on the lips and strutted into the kitchen, obviously proud of his effect on me. I stood for a moment, the sexual moment still rapidly playing throughout my head. I quickly shuffled through the door into the kitchen, unsure whether I was still mesmerized or what not.

Avan's POV

We each sat at a bar stool in Ariana's kitchen, the last two were filled by myself and Liz who walked in a few seconds after me. I was losing control, being so close to her, I was going to say something else, do something else, but I would have had a slight problem involving needing to use the bathroom at hand if I had continued any further. Thank God I was wearing really loose shorts. Liz came and sat next to me, her short shorts riding up once again as she hoisted herself up onto the bar stool. I forced myself to look at Leon as he dished out various pancakes to everyone.

"Pancakes with Nutella and chocolate sprinkles for Ariana!" he laughed, plopping a plate of two pancakes drenched in a delicious chocolate clump of spread and sprinkles.

"Gluten free with extra sugar for Miss Liz Gillies!" he cooed, placing a stack of perfectly cooked pancakes in front of her. She smiled up at him, reaching for the knife and fork in front of me. Her body slightly rubbing against mine, praying the whole loose pants thing was still on my side.

He continued to dish out individual and unique combinational pancakes to everyone, I didn't pay much attention to what everyone else had, and I was too immersed in the taste sensation that had just exploded in my mouth. The pancakes were absolutely perfect; they were the best I had tasted. He had given me chocolate chip pancakes with maple syrup, it was pure genius.

After breakfast, Leon and Matt called their parents to inform them on their whereabouts. Considering they had forgotten last night, everyone was slightly worried at their parent's reactions. Leon's was first, his parents were fine with it. They had a policy that as long as he was comfortable, wasn't hurting him or doing something he knew he shouldn't, he could practically do whatever. His conversation was over in a few seconds, unlike Matt's.

I still listened to Matt's troubling conversation with, I think it was his mother, as I rinsed off my plate and placed it in the sparkling dishwasher.

"Mum, I'm fine. It's just Ariana's. No, yes, I'm positive, don't worry! Jesus, I'm fine! We decided to surprise everyone by coming over last night after dinner! Yes, I paid with my own money!"

I chuckled as he threw his hands up in the air at his mother's babying questions. He finally hung up and exhaled loudly, and then sighed.

"A bit over-protective is she?" I joked,

"That, my friend, is the biggest understatement known to man"

Everyone laughed as he fell back on the arm of the couch and sighed.

Liz's POV

I heard the twinkling of my phone and jumped of the white bar stool I was still sitting on. I jogged up the elegant staircase to Ariana's room and pounced on my bag. I fished for my phone, finally reaching the small ringing device, flipped it open and pressed it to my ear.

"Hello?"

"Hi Darling, what time will you be home?" my mother asked, I could tell she was looking up at the clock, probably going to tell me to be home an hour earlier than the time I suggested.

"Umm" I said, I began to pace on the wooden floors. I heard someone saunter down the hall and suddenly Avan was leaning against the doorway, I continued talking to my mother as I heard her exhale impatiently. "Do I need to be home early or can I come home later?"

"We aren't doing anything today, per se. However, I am driving down south tonight for a conference and will be gone for a few days, so if you are coming home, preferably before then so I can say goodbye"

Avan came over to me and began twirling one of my curls around his finger; I playfully punched him in the chest and pushed him away as my mother continued her little rant. But before I could maintain listening, he placed his hand over the small speaking hole of the phone and whispered,

"I can play this game Liz"

He took his hand off the speaker hole and I replied to my mother shakily, unsure of what he meant,

"Okay, how is four?" I asked, then I realised what Avan had meant, only because he wrapped his arms around my waist and put all of his weight against me. I fell back onto the bed with a soft thud and he brushed his lips across my neck, being a large distraction while I was on the phone to my mother!

"Yeah, that is okay. Do I have to come and pick you up?" She sounded slightly bothered about driving all the way here so I answered, like a good daughter should,

"No, it's okay. I'll find my own way home"

Avan moved his lips to my ear, "I can drive you"

I transferred the message straight away, not thinking twice. "Avan can drive me"

Shit!

"Avan is there with you! I thought you said it was just you and Ariana?" her voice rose and I shut my eyes, now I had two problems. My mother was yelling at me frantically, accusing me of lying and Avan was making my insides tingle like never before, after a moment I realised this was not just tingling, I was utterly aroused. A short gasp escaped me as his hands traveled up my body and cupped my breast,

"Liz what was that?"

My eyes widened, he was doing this on purpose and now I had to lie to my mother. Excellent.

"I just realised the time!"

"It's only ten" she said, a questioning tone in her voice, the anger still hadn't escaped it"

"I'll see you at four, mum!" I hung up the phone quickly and closed my eyes until I realised I had to deal with the matter at hand. My stomach whirled, my heart thumped wildly like a stampede and my hands were glued to my sides in shock and pure joy, not wanting to be interrupted. He stopped as I dropped the phone and I glared at him.

"Seriously? That was low? Do you know what could have happened if you tried something else there, my mother could have heard-"

"What did you think I would try?" he smirked, obviously catching my train of thought and I blushed.

"I didn't think you were going to try anything else" I said standing up, embarrassed. This was so unfair, he had caught me off guard once and been completely dominating twice in one day. I had to get back at him, but I didn't know how yet. As I walked back down the stairs and passed a few famous paintings, one inspired me. I knew exactly what I had to do to get back at him.

Five hours later, we had packed up everything, everyone had left Ariana's house besides Avan and I. I dumped my duffel back in the back of his truck, besides his guitar case that I never knew he had bought. Ariana pecked me on the cheek and gave Avan a hug, telling us she would see us at work tomorrow and looked forward to it. Lumbering into the truck, I made sure the radio station had been changed to the one I liked; surprisingly it was already on my favourite station. Avan jumped into the driver's seat, started up the engine with a loud revving sound and waved out the window to Ariana. The majority of the drive was silent, a few mentions about the song that was playing, but nothing about our little bet which pleased me, I needed to get Avan completely off guard for it to have the full effect this afternoon. We were driving on a small highway, even though it was usually crowded, it was the fastest way to get back to my house. He pulled into a small coffee shop next to the convenience store on some turn off I didn't catch the name of. He ordered two black coffees, both with one sugar and a pinch of gluten free chocolate, which I didn't even know you could ask for. He handed me the warm paper cup and we continued driving. His lay warm in the cup holder, while I sat protectively with my hot coffee, sipping as we neared the streets to my house.

He grabbed my duffel bag out of the truck and looped it over his shoulder.

"I can carry it" I said,

He put up hands in protest and shook his head, continuing to walk, downing the last contents of the coffee before walking up to the porch and chucking the cup in the outdoor bin. I pulled out my keys but as always my mother had heard the car pull in and opened the door, just before I rammed the keys into the locks.

She smiled at me and took me in for a brief hug; she merely nodded at Avan and gestured for us to enter. We sat on the antique couch for a while, my duffel bag now resting at my feet, Avan had sat very close to me, and his arm was slowly making its way around my shoulders. My mother tried to ignore it, but the look in her eyes screamed annoyance and distrust but I shrugged it off. She stood up abruptly, leaning around the wall to glance at the time.

"Well, I better be off, did Joan, Frankie and Ariana say it was alright if you slept at their house once or twice this week?" she asked, pulling her jacket onto her shoulders. I nodded, passing her, the leather handbag she had filled with her phone, glasses case, wallet, mint gum and lipstick. She slung it over her shoulder, wrapped her fingers around the handle of the bright blue suitcase and fled out the door, giving me a quick peck on the cheek as she flew out. I shut the large wooden door behind her and locked it, turning to Avan with an eyebrow raised suggestively. He raised his eyebrow at me questioningly, I just laughed and started walking up the stairs. He began to follow but I stopped him,

"Nope, you go put a movie on, I'll be down soon" he looked slightly confused as I grinned and continued to the top of the stairs. I ambled into my clean bedroom and rummaged through my dresser and found it. I quickly stripped, put on a more appropriate bra, well some would call in completely inappropriate, considering it was half see through and lacey. I slipped on matching bottoms and pulled the little night gown over my uninterrupted dark curls. The little dress stopped above mid thigh, came in a the waist, making my breasts look even bigger and my frame look smaller. I crept down the stairs and listened to the opening credits of whatever movie he had picked, it was Kick Ass. Trust him to pick that movie, too bad he wasn't going to be watching the whole thing.

Avan's POV

I switched on the DVD player and was going to look through the cabinet of movies when the player had already picked up on the CD already inside. The option menu popped up for Kick Ass and I smiled, trust Liz to watch this movie by herself. I sat back into the couch and hit the play button on her remote, making myself comfortable. I was trying to think of a plan, I almost had Liz caving in, in one day. She hadn't done anything yet, which surprised me, I thought she would have made the first move or something. I thought I heard the creak of the stairs, but when I listened harder I couldn't hear anything. I replayed what had happened earlier, while she had been on the phone. I don't know whether I had taken it too far, putting my hand on her chest had caused her to give a high pitched moan that sent my hormones wild. I decided to have my guard up for whatever plan she began to think of from now on, I wouldn't let her catch me off guard.

But of course, that on guard plan didn't even last ten seconds. Liz placed her hands over my eyes and bent down to whisper into my ear.

"Two can play at this game, Avan"

She ran her hands down my chest and then clawed my button up shirt off me. I moaned as her fingernails left slight red lines across my chest. Her hands left my body and I heard her walking around the couch. I heard an intake of breath and realised it was me, she looked beautiful and sexy and amazing all at once. I'm pretty sure my eyes were ogling out of my head, she had caught me off guard, way off guard. Before I could stop myself, I felt my pants grow tighter around my groin and I saw that she noticed. She smiled and her hand when in front of her mouth as a slight embarrassment for me. But I didn't move, I couldn't help but stare at the glorious site in front of me. The night dress she wore didn't even reach the middle of her thighs, giving me almost the whole of her long beautiful legs to gaze at. It tightened around her small waist, making her breasts look even bigger than normal and her dark hair fell in waves past her shoulders. It framed her face and made her gorgeous eyes glow, tonight they were a mix between sapphires and emeralds. I felt my chest rise and fall quicker, my heart was beating faster than ever before and my hands were shaking. I wanted to touch her, every bit of her, feel her smooth skin against mine. She bit her lip and almost strutted over to me, she curled a piece of her around her finger. Embarrassingly, she looked better than when she was the star of my erotic dreams. She straddled me and ran her fingernails up and down my chest, I moaned in pleasure, my head tipping back on the couch. I couldn't help myself, my hands ran up her legs and cupped both of her boobs in my hands. I kneeded them and she started to make noises of pleasure, I pressed my lips to hers and she groaned against my lips in delight. She slid the shirt of my shoulders and shuffled closer to me. She giggled against my lips and I broke away for a second and looked at her. Her eyes were on my crotch and I couldn't help but blush, I knew she had felt it against her leg. I regained my confidence and crushed my lips to hers, putting more passion and edge into it. I could feel the surprise as her fingers entwined themselves in my hair and I pulled her closer, my arms wrapping around her waist.

Liz's POV

We pulled each other impossibly closer as our lips forcefully went against one another, he widened his lips and slowly eased his tongue along my bottom lip. I inhaled his sweet scent, I could taste the peppermint on his breath and could smell the apple in his luscious hair. He groaned deeply in his throat which turned me on even more as I moved my hips forward, rubbing myself against his legs. He slid his hands up my legs and under the dress. I broke the kiss and looked into his eyes and lifted up my arms. He slowly slid it up my body, his hands leaving tingling sensations up my sides and lifted it over my head. He took a while just gazing at me and then took my cheek in his hand. I gazed into his deep brown eyes and to my surprise didn't see lust or desire, but… I saw love. I instantly smiled and he got the message. He twisted me around, so I was laying with my back on the couch and he hovered above me. He kissed my entire body, his lips tracing my jawbone and then my neck, the top of my chest to my stomach and then proceeded back to my lips. His hands went behind my back, unclasping the strap of my bra and pulling it off my shoulders. His warm hands wrapped around my bare waist and he kissed my nipples, which to my humiliation were now hard. His tongue crept around them, I arched my back and moaned louder than I had expected and I felt his hard member, pressed against my leg go even stiffer. He sucked against them and I couldn't do anything as my hands lay shaking with pleasure at my sides. He finished, leaving me more aroused than I had been and kissed me. I decided to take the next step and unbutton his jeans. While he slipped them off his legs I realised we had both pretty much lost the bet, maybe we could have a little break and get back to it tomorrow. Seemed good enough for me, I couldn't really think of another option as Avan bent back down and kissed me. We both now only had our underwear on, one of his hands was gripped around my hip bone, one of his fingers under the band of my lacy underwear. He slowly started to drag it down and he moaned as I lifted my ankles for him to slide them off. His hand skimmed up and down my stomach and I arched my back for the second time, allowing him more access. Was tonight the night? Was I actually going to go through with this? Would I wake up tomorrow still a virgin or not? Once again, I was interrupted from my thoughts as Avan's hand glided down lower than it had ever been. He resumed kissing me as his fingers started to fiddle with my downstairs area. I gasped over and over as he began to place his fingers and thrust them gently inside of me. I squeezed my eyes shut and gripped his neck. It felt like heaven, it was amazingly different and new. He stopped for a second and brushed his lips against my neck.

"Are you enjoying this? Does that make you feel good?" he asked with a smirk, knowing I couldn't answer as I wasn't far away from my climax. I felt his hand slither down my stomach, ready to go for another round when I heard an intake of breath. It wasn't me, and I'm pretty sure it wasn't Avan. If it wasn't either of us then… who was it? I stopped, my eyes rapidly fluttering open and I sat up. Avan looked hurt but I gave him a look that said hang on a moment. I glanced behind the couch and to my absolute humiliation and dismay was Victoria. Her eyes wide, her hand still on the doorknob and one clasping her mouth shut.