Finn was stunned. The girl had the cheek to kiss him like that and then act pissed off with him? Sure, he had been the one to initiate the kiss and sure he had thrown out the Mary comment before she left, knowing it would provoke a response from her, but still. She had seemed willing at the time. Untangling himself from his thoughts, he decided there and then to follow her. No matter how many times she seemed to brush him off, he just couldn't seem to get enough of her. Pulling himself out of the water, he jogged out of the pool area in time to see the mysterious brunette disappear through one of the doors on the left. What surprised him was that his room was just across the hall and considering that this corridor was always reserved for people from society, so basically people who were filthy rich, meant that she had to come from money. Maybe being sober did have some good points after all, like being able to figure things out quicker…. Yeah right, if being sober meant that you remembered being rejected countless times by the same girl, then, bring on the liquor any day, hour, minute, second. Heck just bring it on!
Coming to the girl's door he was surprised to find it unlocked and the girl no where in sight. Hearing movement to his left he saw an open doorway with steam floating out. Grinning to himself Finn couldn't help feel smug at his good fortune. Not only was the girl in the shower, probably naked, but she would hear him so he had all the time to observe her before making his presence known. Closing the room door, he dropped his towel to the floor, made his way over to the bathroom door and walked in, only to find that the shower was see through. Unfortunately and fortunately for him, the girl was facing him, but she had her eyes closed. Taking quick steps forward he reached out the get her attention. Before he could touch her, her eyes sprung open and he was lost for words on how to explain this. Well almost.
"Fancy meeting you here love, awfully hot isn't it?" Throwing a cheeky grin her way, he moved forward until he was under the shower's spray and directly in front of her.
As Rory was bringing her hands up to wash her hair she felt a presence near her. She open her eyes' expecting to see nothing she was startled as her eyes locked on to a pair of familiar looking eyes. As she heard his accent and words she connected the dots together, she paired the accent and eyes with the Australian from the pool. Truthfully, the same Australian had been invading her every thought since their encounter minutes ago. Blinking she saw that he had moved under the spray of the shower and was closer to her than before. While Rory seemed to have forgotten that she was naked, Finn certainly didn't and he used her moment of shock to sweep his gaze over her from top to bottom, lingering over her breasts and belly button piercing that he had somehow over looked in the pool. He saw her body shiver as he swept his gaze over her and saw her reaction to him sweeping his fingertips over the tops of her thighs, before making their way up across her nipples and plunged them into her hair. Using her hair as and anchor, he pulled himself closer to her and before he gave her anytime to analyse what was happening had pressed his lips to hers. Licking his way along her bottom lip he snaked his way into her mouth, taking advantage of her shock. As soon as his body made full contact with hers, it was if a switch had been thrown and Rory began to respond just as passionately as him.
Rory couldn't help herself. As she drew her nails lightly across his back and shoulders, before tracing her fingertips across his chest and abs. This was way further than she had gone with anyone before, but it was as if she knew what she was doing.
I realised that I had been walking through the darkness as if I knew where I was going, as if my sub conscience knew exactly where it wanted to go and how to get there.
The feelings she was feeling were just like the ones she felt in her dream only multiplied by 100. Her body felt as if it was literally being consumed by a never ending fire, which seemed to get hotter with every kiss and caress between the two. Rory let out a surprised moan when Finn slid his finger up the insides of her thighs, before grabbing her legs and lifting her off the shower floor. Rory wrapped her legs round his waist as she tried to make sense of the words he was whispering into her skin. It seemed to be the same words over and over again, like the refrain of a poem.
"What's your name love? Tell me your name?" Finn panted out into her skin.
"Rory." Came the moaned answer. "Finn." Came his response, before Finn pulled Rory of the wall and carried her out of the bathroom, placing her on the bed and crawled on top of her. Glancing down at her, Finn felt almost awed. She was truly gorgeous. Finn felt like he was flying in heaven; just cruising along and skimming the fluffy white clouds. Her skin shone like pearls in the moonlight and the bathroom's soft glow and her midnight blue eyes were glazed over, with her hair spread round her face like a coffee coloured halo. Wrapping her legs back round his waist he leant down and placed kisses along her neck and down towards her breasts. Skipping over her nipples, he placed butterfly kisses on her stomach, revelling in the little moans and gasps that escaped her mouth. As he began to make his way back up, he was brought back down to Earth as the creak to Rory's door resounded throughout the room.
