"You do?" She nods and takes my face in her hands, thumbs damming rivers of tears. "Yes, and... I think I know why." She says sweetly, eyes falling to my lips as her thumb brushes over one gently, idly. "You do?" I ask, voice weak with hope. "I think," Her eyes flick back up to mine while her thumb continues its calm ministrations. "they're to make me love you." She says with a smile. Love? I...
"Tori, no..." I shake my head and her hands fall to my shoulders. " I know it seems soon but Jade, I do love you. I've loved you since I first saw you... long before we met." She finishes nervously, smile excited, eyes shy.
"Tori I don't-" "Shhh..." She hushes me, thumb brushing my lip again. "Its okay if you don't feel it yet. I know its kind of weird to fall in love with a girl in your dreams, but I did." Love? Me? What is happening? How could those nightmares make her love me? I take her hands off my shoulders and hold them in my own. "Tori, what do you dream about?" I ask seriously, and shoots me and odd look.
"I dream about you." She says, like it was natural. "I dream about loving you, us loving each other. We'll be in different places, in what seems like different times..." She trails off thoughtfully, before smiling at me and continuing. "But were always together, and we're always happy."
Shes beaming at me, and I can tell shes practiced what she just said. I wonder how long shes waited to tell me. "How long? Have you had them." I ask. "Since I was fourteen, you?" The same. "Me too." I laugh darkly. Of course Tori has these sweet dreams, memories? Whatever they are, and I have the dark ones. Fitting. "Whatever they are, whatever they mean, whatever we are; We'll figure it out together." She tells me. Whatever we are. For a second I think she means romantically, but no. We might not be...
I've been getting weirder lately. More base. My thoughts have become more simplistic, like when I'm with Tori all I think is 'good smell' or 'pretty eyes'. Food is meat and good. Dad is old and bad. So when she kisses me, my head clouds over with soft and strawberry and safe.
And I could use some goddamn security.
Oblivious to my inner ramblings she breaks off the kiss, eyes lingering on mine as a gentle invitation to keep close. She lays back and I instantly surround her, savoring the warmth that comes from her being next to me. "Jade, your uh...choking me." She teases. I ease my hold but glare up at her. "Shut up okay. You don't know what its like not being able to touch you." I expect more teasing but shes quiet for a moment.
"You could tell me about." She almost whispers. I look up at her again and she quickly adds "If you want." I shake my head and bury my face in her neck. I know she's talking about my dire need to be in contact with her, and the fact that I clearly don't share the same sweet dreams, but I've had enough drama for tonight without having to relive my nightmares just to explain myself.
"Nah, I've just got it bad, I think." I surmise. Her hand starts to stroke up and down my back. "You climb in my window, every night. Just to fall asleep with me. You think?" She replies lazily, smugly. "Who says that's all I'm here for?" I say saucily, and before she can respond I lunge forward and capture her lips. She makes a sound of protest so I put my thumb on her chin and give a little tug. When her mouth opens and I slip in my tongue, all resistance fades. Satisfied with my point, I start to pull away but she quickly catches me and reattaches our lips, hands locking behind my head.
The desperate action makes my blood sing. 'She has what you need, Jade. This is how to get it, Jade.' With her lips on mine, her hands in my hair, mine dancing at the edge of her thin shirt. I slowly creep them up her toned stomach and she doesn't stop me, though her kiss becomes more languid. Even when my fingertips graze the bottom of her breast, she just gasps and dives in for more. I cover it and she breathes in sharply between us. I rest my forehead on her while my other hand does it too, eliciting a similar reaction.
"Yeah?" Is about I'll I can manage with my cave man brain. "Yeah." She answers, smiling and nodding eagerly before meeting me for another kiss. I squeeze her with one hand and start to tease a hardening tip with the other. She squirms under me and releases small noises of satisfaction into my mouth. As hot as they are, they remind me how new she is to all this. I pull back and breath heavily into her neck. "Do you wanna..you wanna stop, right?" I rasp. She bites her lip while she thinks, and god shes not gonna make this easy on me.
Instead of answering she tugs one of my hands out her shirt and places it at the top of her shorts. My eyebrows dig down in concern. "Are you sure? We don't have to do anything." She shakes her head and smiles up at me. "I know. But I trust you, Jade. I'm ready." She says surely, but I still have my doubts. "Are you sure?" I ask again, feigning seriousness for her sake. Im dying to touch her but I need to know this is really what she wants.
"Yes. And at this point it'd be cruel to just leave me like this." I raise an eyebrow and she bites her lip nervously. The look of pure arousal I shoot back erases her inhibitions, and I follow her eyes to my hand. She slides it further down. "You make me so..." She closes her eyes and puts both her hands on top of my own between her. She presses my hand into her and arches into it. "wet." She whispers shyly, eyes opening again to gauge my reaction.
I'm dumbstruck. Watching her use my hand to...feeling her...this is the hottest fucking thing. I press into her and she lets out a surprised high pitch moan. I quickly cover her mouth. I look at the door and then back at Tori. Shes looking up at me with clouded eyes, and presses me into her again, groaning into my hand. A few more and I can feel her arousal through her shorts.
"Are you ready?" I ask. I feel calmer, more in control now that I've been touching her. This is about her, and my focus is on nothing else. This is her first time and I'm responsible for her, for making this a loving, satisfying, non-traumatizing experience. I'm going to take care of her. I move my hand so she can answer.
"Y-yes." She gasps, still riding my hand. I tug her shorts down her legs and spare a quick look when she whines at the loss of my hand before disposing of them over the side of the bed. I crawl back over her and rest my elbows on either side of her ribs to support myself, torso hovering between her legs.
Shes looking up at the ceiling, and she looks so scared. I collapse against her. My chin rests just above the bellybutton my hands have just exposed to me. When they, and her shirt in them, reach her breasts she all but rips the garment off, albeit awkwardly and with a little wiggling. I laugh warmly and hope that she gets the hint. This is supposed to be fun, we can be goofy right now. Shes always goofy. I like goofy.
While she gets free I reach past her for her pear doc, quickly cycling through the hundreds of songs shes downloaded. I see one I recognize and know has a slow beat. Unfortunately it could also be classified as rock so Toris smirks at me and says "You would pick something like this." I smile and quickly defend. "What? Its slow...ish..." And she shakes her head and takes mine in her hands, tells me "Its perfect."
I am responsible for her. I kiss her soundly, firmly. I bow my head into her neck and suck lightly on her pulse point while tease I her breasts for few a moments. I leave a trail of little love bites all the way down her middle and stop when I reach her naval. Then, I drag my hand up the back of her thigh and cup behind her knee. I situate my self between her legs and lift one up. I press a gentle kiss to her knee, locking eyes with her as I continue kissing in an ascent to the height of her thighs. When I reach it I lay my tongue flat against her already damp panties and flex the muscle, feeling her squirm responsively.
She smells...good. Really good. Good enough to... "Jade." She gasps, beseeching. Taste. I move her underwear aside and drag my tongue along her slit. Positively delicious. But her grip on my hair is bordering on painful and I worry for her again. Its funny, usually I'm the one she has to calm down. Then again were usually just making out, if I had her between my legs...she'd be missing a few locks.
I crawl back up her body and she gives me a confused look. "I want to touch you, and be with you when I do, I just wanted to..." I actually blush. A little. Barely. "Oh." She says, cheeks coloring a little too. "How do I...?" She asks, not looking me in the eye. I smile. "Better than burgers." She laughs and then studies my face. "You're serious?" She asks incredulously. "What? You just made the top of the list baby, you should be honored." My sarcasm doesn't appear that well in whispers, and it comes out sounding quite sincere. She watches me suspiciously for a few more seconds, until a giggle fights its way past my lips. Then shes rolling her eyes and laughing too.
My hand slides up and down her leg for a moment while I smile up at her. "Are you ready?" I ask again, hand coming dangerously close to the top of her thighs. She nods. "Really? You don't need another warm up?" I half joke. She smiles softly and shakes her head, before a more serious look captures her features. "But, can you...cover my mouth again? My parents..." She whispers.
"I'm aware." I whisper back, palm sheathing delicate lips. With one hand over her mouth and the other reaching to touch her, my body presses heavily into her, and I place my head in the crook of her neck to divert some of the weight. I position one finger at her entrance and her legs open around me. Shes already so wet, a few brushes of my thumb against her clit has her hips struggling to raise under my weight. I kiss her neck and seek out that spot that always distracts her. I want this to feel good.
I slowly push inside her and she grunts under my hand. I slide it over to her forehead and trace her hairline. "Just say the word." I whisper. I push it all the way in and shes so tight, gripping the digit in her constricting walls. I move it in and out of her, gaining speed the wetter she gets. The more she receives the noisier she gets, and soon I'm covering her mouth again, laying on her while her fingers tightly grip my shoulders with every entry.
Shes squeezing almost constantly now and mumbling things into my palm. I want to hear them. I slide my hand to her jaw and turn her lips to my ear. Her nose presses into hair and her legs bunch up around my hips, squeezing in time with the rocking her own. "Fuck, Jade." She whispers, or whines really. She wraps her arms around me and squeezes me closer, anchoring her lips on my shoulder. "Fuck, Jade, fuck." I twist my finger and hit that spot. "Jade I...I..."