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She took his hand in one of hers, the pizza box in the other and went to her room. When Gordon refused to move, she turned and looked at him.
" Wouldn't be bad, hm? Does that mean you." He stopped short, the words choking him. "Does that mean you like me, Lizzie?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Well, Lizzie?" Gordo's voice asked again after ten minutes of silence; losing it's once hopeful sound. "Earth to Lizzie McGuire?"
"Hm? Oh, um, come on; Gordo; the pizza's getting cold."
"The pizza can want and be micro waved; my question can't."
"Can't what, Gordo? Be micro waved?" A slight smirkish grin appeared on Lizzie's face, and Gordo began accepting the fact that he wasn't getting an answer one way or the other; but on a high note she didn't say no.
A couple hours later, they had devoured the pizza and had gotten so wrapped up in the television; that the situation had completely slipped their minds. At least that's the way it seemed, but it was silently eating at Lizzie the whole time. Gordo had sounded so hopeful the first time he asked, why? Did he like her? Was he just messing with her? No, Gordo was her friend, he wouldn't do that to her. Still, there was something in his voice earlier; it was the same thing she'd been feeling whenever she was around him lately only much stronger. Lizzie began to recall the sensation of his breath on her face; and found that it made her shiver in a way she'd never known before. "There is something there, and I'm going to found out what," she vowed and got up from the chair and sat down right beside Gordo.
Gordo had be getting uncomfortable after noticing that she was staring him down, and then she'd seated herself right next to him; making him catch his breath quickly. "God," he thought to himself, " please Lizzie, don't tease me tonight. I care for you so much, but I am human. So, it's up to you to keep us from doing something you'd regret." He inwardly smiled at the last thought, because he knew he'd never regret any time spent with her; she was the only girl he'd ever truly wanted. To his amazement, Lizzie rested her head on his should and nuzzled against him; carefully inching her body closer to his. "You okay?" his voice was a mere whisper.
"Hm? Yeah, Gordo, I'm fine." She smiled to him. "Just a little scared is all."
"Well by all means, McGuire, let me save you." Gordo smiled back at her; as he wrapped an arm around her; causing Lizzie to snuggle against his chest. He turned his face slightly and quickly smelt her hair; which to no surprise held the same light flowery scent it always did. He loved everything about her, the only problem being that her scent and body heat surrounding Gordo was making him hard faster than he thought it would. Gordo obviously didn't want to be moved from his position, so he settled for slouching further in the couch.
Unfortunately for him, his moment of heaven ended all too soon; Lizzie had gotten up and announced she'd be back in a while, and disappeared upstairs. He sighed in defeat, then went to her room; where he stripped down to his boxer and placed his pajama bottoms on over them. Gordo was just putting his dirty clothes in a separate bag when Lizzie can in and shrieked at him.
"Gordo, what are you doing in here?!?"
"Changing." He stood up and turned around to face her; and seeing instantly why she'd screamed, her skin and hair tips were damp and the only thing covering her was a yellow towel. Gordo couldn't help it, the words left his mouth before he could stop them. "You're beautiful, McGuire."
"Gordo, you." She stopped short, half shock and half flattered," I'm what?"
His eyes started to look her over, memorizing her body like this. The towel wrapped tightly around her chest; allowing only the base of her breasts to be visible; and it concealed her torso, all the way down to a few inches below her womanhood. Her body was covered with water droplets from the shower, and her hair clang to her face, as if she were a goddess. "You're truly beautiful." He repeated himself, stepping towards her.
Lizzie looked at the floor, blushing from the emotion his eyes were expressing to her as the looked over her. Her heartbeat had risen yet again, and she felt a growing need to go to him and drop her towel. She turning her back to him, not wanting him to see the full extent of what he was doing to her; but it was too late, Gordo had seen it all too well. He stepped closer, putting his arms around her waist and pulling her against his chest. Swallowing hard, halfway unable to believe he was doing now what he'd dreamed so long of doing, simply holding her like a lover would; and she not resisting him at all. In fact she had quickly relaxed in his hold and leaned against him; much to his delight.
"Lizzie," he softly whispered into her ear," stop me if you don't want this." He kissed down her neck and nipped at her shoulder once. "You're sure about this? Please, Lizzie, say something."
A smile crossed her face, as she lightly pant, " It's alright, Gordo."
"Lizze?" Gordo looked at her quizzically.
"I love you too."
Last time:
She took his hand in one of hers, the pizza box in the other and went to her room. When Gordon refused to move, she turned and looked at him.
" Wouldn't be bad, hm? Does that mean you." He stopped short, the words choking him. "Does that mean you like me, Lizzie?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Well, Lizzie?" Gordo's voice asked again after ten minutes of silence; losing it's once hopeful sound. "Earth to Lizzie McGuire?"
"Hm? Oh, um, come on; Gordo; the pizza's getting cold."
"The pizza can want and be micro waved; my question can't."
"Can't what, Gordo? Be micro waved?" A slight smirkish grin appeared on Lizzie's face, and Gordo began accepting the fact that he wasn't getting an answer one way or the other; but on a high note she didn't say no.
A couple hours later, they had devoured the pizza and had gotten so wrapped up in the television; that the situation had completely slipped their minds. At least that's the way it seemed, but it was silently eating at Lizzie the whole time. Gordo had sounded so hopeful the first time he asked, why? Did he like her? Was he just messing with her? No, Gordo was her friend, he wouldn't do that to her. Still, there was something in his voice earlier; it was the same thing she'd been feeling whenever she was around him lately only much stronger. Lizzie began to recall the sensation of his breath on her face; and found that it made her shiver in a way she'd never known before. "There is something there, and I'm going to found out what," she vowed and got up from the chair and sat down right beside Gordo.
Gordo had be getting uncomfortable after noticing that she was staring him down, and then she'd seated herself right next to him; making him catch his breath quickly. "God," he thought to himself, " please Lizzie, don't tease me tonight. I care for you so much, but I am human. So, it's up to you to keep us from doing something you'd regret." He inwardly smiled at the last thought, because he knew he'd never regret any time spent with her; she was the only girl he'd ever truly wanted. To his amazement, Lizzie rested her head on his should and nuzzled against him; carefully inching her body closer to his. "You okay?" his voice was a mere whisper.
"Hm? Yeah, Gordo, I'm fine." She smiled to him. "Just a little scared is all."
"Well by all means, McGuire, let me save you." Gordo smiled back at her; as he wrapped an arm around her; causing Lizzie to snuggle against his chest. He turned his face slightly and quickly smelt her hair; which to no surprise held the same light flowery scent it always did. He loved everything about her, the only problem being that her scent and body heat surrounding Gordo was making him hard faster than he thought it would. Gordo obviously didn't want to be moved from his position, so he settled for slouching further in the couch.
Unfortunately for him, his moment of heaven ended all too soon; Lizzie had gotten up and announced she'd be back in a while, and disappeared upstairs. He sighed in defeat, then went to her room; where he stripped down to his boxer and placed his pajama bottoms on over them. Gordo was just putting his dirty clothes in a separate bag when Lizzie can in and shrieked at him.
"Gordo, what are you doing in here?!?"
"Changing." He stood up and turned around to face her; and seeing instantly why she'd screamed, her skin and hair tips were damp and the only thing covering her was a yellow towel. Gordo couldn't help it, the words left his mouth before he could stop them. "You're beautiful, McGuire."
"Gordo, you." She stopped short, half shock and half flattered," I'm what?"
His eyes started to look her over, memorizing her body like this. The towel wrapped tightly around her chest; allowing only the base of her breasts to be visible; and it concealed her torso, all the way down to a few inches below her womanhood. Her body was covered with water droplets from the shower, and her hair clang to her face, as if she were a goddess. "You're truly beautiful." He repeated himself, stepping towards her.
Lizzie looked at the floor, blushing from the emotion his eyes were expressing to her as the looked over her. Her heartbeat had risen yet again, and she felt a growing need to go to him and drop her towel. She turning her back to him, not wanting him to see the full extent of what he was doing to her; but it was too late, Gordo had seen it all too well. He stepped closer, putting his arms around her waist and pulling her against his chest. Swallowing hard, halfway unable to believe he was doing now what he'd dreamed so long of doing, simply holding her like a lover would; and she not resisting him at all. In fact she had quickly relaxed in his hold and leaned against him; much to his delight.
"Lizzie," he softly whispered into her ear," stop me if you don't want this." He kissed down her neck and nipped at her shoulder once. "You're sure about this? Please, Lizzie, say something."
A smile crossed her face, as she lightly pant, " It's alright, Gordo."
"Lizze?" Gordo looked at her quizzically.
"I love you too."
