Bridgette had to keep herself from jumping up and down and screaming. Never in a million years did she think that she would be kissing Brent Stevenson.
He pressed his tongue lightly against her lips. She gasped in surprise, allowing his tongue to slip into her mouth.
"I think you should take this outside," an employee told them, winking slightly before walking off.
Bridgette giggled and pulled away, grinning up at him. He smiled back and walked her out of the store, his arm draped around her shoulders.
As soon as they were out he pressed her up against the nearest wall and started to kiss her again, a hand on each side of her face as the intensity of the kiss rose.
She moaned into his mouth, wrapping her arms around him and pulling him closer.
"Oh la la!" they heard Alexis say from their right. Bridgette laughed gently and looked over at Alexis, a smile on her face until she saw Cedric looking over at them.
Their eyes locked for a second until she turned back to Brent, kissing him fiercely. She even opened her eyes a couple times to make sure that Cedric saw them.
He smiled at her when they pulled back and she laughed a bit, glancing over at Cedric momentarily before taking Brent's hand and leading him back to the carriages.
Once they got into the carriage, Brent leaned forward and kissed her again, catching her by surprise. "Brent, can't you wait 'til we're back at the castle?" she asked, giggling a little as he began to tickle her.
"I guess," Brent said, sighing as she leaned her head on his shoulder. It wasn't as if she hadn't gotten far with Anthony, they had gone to third base, but she was still a virgin.
Once they set foot in the castle, Brent kissed her again, his hands slowly sliding beneath her shirt. "You did say in the castle," he said, grinning.
"Yeah, but you know what I meant mister," Bridgette said softly, taking his hands out from under her shirt and leading him back to the common room. She was going to test him.
Brent closed the door behind them and leaned in to kiss her but she pressed a finger to his lips. "So eager," she giggled.
"Bridgette," he whined, his arms wrapped around her as they stumbled over to the couch, Bridgette righting herself so that she was next to him.
"Yes?" she asked, an innocent look on her face.
"Do you know what you do to me?" he moaned, taking her hand and guiding it to his erection.
Her eyes grew wide and she gasped as she felt him hard against her hand, even through his jeans. He grinned at her silence and kissed her passionately.
"Want to help me get rid of it?" he asked her, grinding against her leg.
She felt her face flush and she looked at him, "Why don't we...wait a while Brent, I barely know you, you know?" she whispered.
"Of course you know me, Bridgette, you've known me since we started school," he said.
"But back then we barely talked...can we just wait, Brent, please?" she whispered, removing her hand from his crotch and placing it on her lap.
"Yeah, of course Bee," he told her, leaning in for one more kiss before he got up, "I'm going to go study in the library, care to join me?"
"Sure," she said, smiling and standing up with him.
"Thank you for being understanding," she told him, smiling graciously up at him. He simply looked down at her and kissed her softly before leading her over to the exit.
"Cedric, I've read this about a million times! I don't need to be tutored!" Bridgette exclaimed quietly, throwing down her book in frustration.
"Of course you do," Cedric muttered from behind his book. It was now about a week until winter break and she was still being tutored by Cedric 3 times a week. Lately he had just muttered the pages for her to read before stuffing his face in his book.
"We've been here for nearly two hours, can I leave?" Bridgette asked.
Cedric glanced at her and sighed before putting his own book down. "Whatever, I'll see you tomorrow," he mumbled, getting up and leaving before her.
"Wait!" she exclaimed, running after him quickly, "I don't have tutoring tomorrow!"
"I have Quidditch try-outs on Wednesday so we're rescheduling for tomorrow," he explained.
"I'm not going," she told him bluntly, looking up at him with determination.
"Yes you are," he told her. "Do you want to fail Potions again?"
"I'm not failing it right now! I'm the best student in class besides you! And all I'm doing is reading that bloody book over and over and over Cedric!" she exclaimed, stomping her foot.
"Fine, no tutoring tomorrow, we'll pick up again next week," he said, walking away without another word.
"What's your deal anyways? Why are you always so sour?" Bridgette exclaimed, jogging to catch up with him.
"Like you care," he mumbled, staring furiously at his feet.
"You know what; maybe I was trying to be nice. I see what that gets me," Bridgette said, rolling her eyes before walking ahead of him.
"Hey, baby, what's wrong? You seem tense," Brent said as Bridgette entered the common room.
"Nothing Brent," Bridgette murmured, brushing past him and heading for the girls' dormitories. Cedric's sour mood was making her in a bad mood and it STUNK.
"Come on, baby, you can tell me," he said, catching her just before she walked up the stairs.
She frowned and was about to protest until she saw Cedric coming into the room.
She sighed and took his hand. "I'll tell you about it upstairs, away from everyone," she whispered. He turned around and saw Cedric staring at them and nodded, following her to the girl's dorm.
"Hey Cedric, are you alright?" Heather Bell asked him from where she sat on the couch. He seemed to staring towards the dormitory entrance.
"What? Oh, yeah, Heather, I'm fine," Cedric mumbled, tearing his eyes away from the staircase and sitting down on the couch in front of the fire.
"Tell me Cedric, we've been buddies since first year," she said, scooting over to him and looking at him inquisitively.
Cedric smiled at her before shaking his head. "I told you already, I'm perfectly fine," he said.
"Liar," she said simply, moving so that she was in front of him and kneeling down, folding her arms across his knees and looking up at him.
Cedric sighed and leaned his head back. "I don't know it's just...Bridgette is so frustrating," he sighed, closing his eyes.
"You need to tell her how you feel Cedric," Heather whispered softly, patting his knee, "she's a lucky girl you know. You shouldn't let your feelings stay inside of you like that."
"She hates me, and besides, she's with Brent Stevenson," he said, opening his eyes and looking down at her. "I had another dream last night, about when we were kids."
Heather smiled and sighed. "I love those dreams, they're so adorable!" she exclaimed.
"Yeah, I guess they are," he mumbled, sighing. He knew that Heather had a big crush on him and he was being unfair to her by telling her about his like of another girl, but he couldn't help it.
He didn't even know why he liked Bridgette. She was rude towards him about 99 of the time, and in the rare chance she was nice to him, he fucked it up by being rude towards her, like out in the hallway for instance.
It just aggravated him so much when she saw him and purposely started to kiss Brent. He had no clue what she saw in him. He was a player, and he knew that he was going to hurt her, but he really had no way of warning her, she would just laugh at him or smack him.
"Well, I have some studying to do," Heather said, standing up suddenly. "Don't let your mind dwell on bad things, Ceddie, it's nice to see you smile once in a while!"
"Hey, Heather, mind if I join you?" Cedric asked from where he sat on the couch.
"Sure!" she exclaimed as he got up and followed her to a corner of the room where their books were.
He didn't bother to open a book though. His hand reached out and grabbed hers in his before he pulled her close to him and kissed her softly.
He could sense her surprised and pulled back a little, only to have her pull him back in and kiss him fiercely.
"Oh, um, wow," Bridgette said as she came back down from her dorm a moment later and saw them practically on top of each other.
Neither seemed to notice her, they were too busy practically doing it on the common room floor. Brent came down a moment later and stared at them. "Well, it's about fucking time," he chuckled. "Guess he won't be pining after you now, Bee, right?"
"Guess not," she said, laughing a bit, "on the subject of fucking..."
He turned to him and grinned. "You're ready?" he whispered, leaning in a little closer to her.
"Mmmhmm," she replied, kissing him before leading him right back up to the dormitories.
Once they were in her dorm he pushed her down on the bed, kissing her passionately. She pulled him down with her and began to unbutton his shirt.
"Have, have you done this before?" she asked him softly as they slowly got undressed.
"Once, last year with Meredith, my ex girlfriend," he whispered. "Don't worry, I'll be gentle."
"Ok," she whispered, smiling a little bit as they both removed their last pieces of clothing.
He smiled and positioned himself above her, kissing her once more before fulfilling all her desires.