Oh yeah, I do not own W.I.T.C.H. or any of the characters, the plot is totally a work of my twisted little mind...

Busted 9: The Cello Room

Nigel's POV

Taranee is just so cute and innocent. I love the look on her face when I asked her if she'd ever seen the Cello Room.

The Cello Room is one of four practice closets behind the music hall. They really are just closets. Each one has a built in bench, wall mounted music stand and a full length mirror facing th bench so students could see their fingerwork as they practiced. As an added bonus the rooms are soundproof.

The Cello Room is just a little larger than the other three practice rooms to accommodate the larger instrument comfortably.

When I pulled Taranee into the room, put my books on the bench and closed the door - the light came on. One thing about the practice rooms: the lights are controlled by motion sensors. So just breathing is enough to make the lights come on. You could never be in one of the practice rooms in the dark – not unless there was a power failure and the backup generators failed too.

"Um, Nigel, this is nice and all but it's so far away to come just to sneak a few kisses."

I looked her in the eyes, I need her to understand my intentions – and sneaking a few kisses was not it.

As my lips touched hers I think she got the idea because she sort of squealed, "Oh!" against my mouth.

Taranee is not only a thinker, but when she gets nervous she's also a talker. It's really cute. And it's really fun, cause I enjoy kissing her until she can't think clear enough to talk. And right now I'm going to do more than kiss her senseless.

I moved the strap of her bag off her shoulder so that her books hit the floor.

"Nigel! My books.."

My bookworm girlfriend was still thinking about going back to classes – but I wasn't. She didn't get to finish her sentence as our kiss took over again.

It felt good to press my body to hers and feel her heat. I've been just as needy as she has since Friday. This is our chance to ease both of our aches.

God she makes me hot! We'd just started kissing, but it felt like my balls were going to explode if I wasn't inside her soon.

I kept kissing her but moved my hands to unbuckle and unzip my pants. My pants dropped towards the floor and it only took a quick tug to set my dick free.

"Oh, god, Taranee," I moaned into her kiss as my hands moved under her skirt. It was a short skirt, not too tight so it was easy to pull it up and pin in in place between us by pressing my body back against hers. The only thing that separated us now was her panties. There was no way I was going to let her go long enough to pull them down, so I used my finger to grab the crotch and pull them to the side.

When my finger rubbed across her mound, I could feel her shiver. We both needed this badly. And not just on a physical level, but somehow since Friday night, it just felt like a part of me is missing. Now that I've got her in my arms, I know that my only chance to be whole is if I'm with her.

I move my hips forward and used my free hand to rub my dick along her slit, she was so hot and wet. I wiggled the head as I aimed for her hole.

"Mmm, Nigel!" Taranee squirmed against me as she breathed, "Don't...we need to use protection."

It took a second for her words to sink into my brain, thinking when I was this close to heaven was really hard. It took every ounce of my concentration to just stand still and not sink into her.

"We need to stop, my mom's already so mad," Taranee panted her head buried in the hollow of my neck, "she's threatening to send you to juvenile hall now but if I get pregnant, she'll really make it happen."

My legs started to shake and my balls felt like they were on fire. But all I could do was stand there with my dick in hand, pressed against Taranee, trying to catch my breath.

It took a few seconds before I could speak, but I finally was able to ask her, "Do you really want me to stop?"

I felt her make a small nod against my shoulder. That small movement tore my heart to pieces.

I took a few deep breaths, then pulled back enough until I could see the top of her head. "Taranee, look at me."

She lifted her head and gazed at me with eyes full of longing and pain.

"Do...do...do you love me?"

Taranee buried her face against my shoulder again and I heard her mumble, "Yes! I love you so much!"

"Good, cause I love you too. More than I can say. Do you trust me?"

"Of course I do! How can you ask me that? Especially right here, right now..."

"I want to know why you're afraid to be with me now. You weren't afraid Friday, you took the same risk then. Heck, you could be pregnant now for all we know...cause that's how it happened with Caleb and Irma."

"That was a mistake," Taranee stumbled, "hopefully a one-time mistake. But what has that got to do with right now?"

Hearing her words made my blood boil, I pressed my for head to hers and said in heavy whisper, "No it wasn't a mistake! You can't tell me you didn't consider the risk, you're not the kind of girl that just ignores risk or danger."

Taranee tried to turn her face to the side so that I couldn't look into her eye, so that I couldn't see the truth inside her. But I was not letting go and I was not giving up. I brought my hand up to her chin until I could trace the edge of her jaw and gently turn her face back until we were looking each other in the eye again. Then I started over.

"You loved me and trusted me enough to take the risk. And I think we both know why, because you know that what we have is more than just a boyfriend-girlfriend thing. I totally understand how Caleb feels about Irma, cause that's how I feel about you. If its possible I think I love you more than Caleb could ever love Irma."

I watched slow silent tears roll down Taranee's cheek. As I kissed them away, I could feel her body relax against mine.

"I love you Taranee. The thought of making a baby with you doesn't scare me, because I plan on being with you for the rest of my life. I think that's why you weren't scared on Friday...you know that no matter what your mother says or does, I'm not going anywhere. I know I'm not Caleb – I'm no big brave hero and I don't have a home on another world to take you to when times get tough here. And I know that I'm not Matt – I don't have bad ass powers to fight with and demand your mother's respect. But I am smart and I love you, I'll do whatever I have to be with you...to stay with you."

It caught me off guard when Taranee lifted her head and gave me a mind-numbing kiss. But I was really surprised when she gently pushed me back and said "Sit down."

Ok, so I guess its time to really talk about things. I started to bend down to pick up my pants, but Taranee said, "Leave them off."

I took a step back and sat bare-assed on the bench, cock pointing up and out as I watched Taranee unbuttoned her skirt and let it fall to the floor. Her panties followed the skirt. Then she pulled her top off and wiggled out of her bra. And now I was staring at a very naked, very beautiful Taranee.

She really knows how to keep me guessing.

Then she stepped forward, leaving her shoes behind then put one knee on the bench and straddled me as she grabbed the bottom of my t-shirt and pulled. Now we were both pretty much naked – as long as you don't count my jeans and shorts at my ankles.

Taranee wrapped her arms around my shoulders and slowly slide her body down my bare chest. It only took a second for my cock to get the message that we were back in business. I felt it spring up as her pussy heat got closer to my crotch.

"Are you sure?" I asked her, I didn't want any regrets between us, "Cause I can always pull out before I come."

Taranee kissed me,shook her head, then said, "Nope, don't hold back...I don't want to start our forever with either of us holding back."

I couldn't help grinning as she continued sliding the front of her body against mine. Our bodies were perfectly lined up, my cock sat right at her door – if she came down any farther or I shifted even an inch, I'd be inside her.

I put my hands on her hips and pulled her down on my waiting rod. God it was heaven to be back inside her, feeling surrounded by her wet, warm pussy. She started squeezing my cock as soon as I started in. With every inch I slide inside her, I felt her tremble.

I used my hands to continue to guide her down, to take more of me. Taranee closed her eyes and bite her lip as I filled her more and more.

"Taranee," I said as I licked first her left then her right nipple, "tell me how it feels...tell me...what you want."

"Umm," she mumbled still biting her lip. I wiggled my hips and watched her eyes spring open with surprise as she exclaimed, "Oh!"

"Did you like that?" I whispered into her ear.

Words seemed to escape her, as she only nodded while looking me in the eye. She sort of hesitated, sitting with more than half of me inside her. Then she moaned, "God it feels so full."

"Don't stop. Take all of me."

I was almost all the way inside her and my cock was begging for more. I needed in soon so I could fuck her.

Taranee sort of wiggle her hips, the swirling sensation on my cock made me lose control and I thrust up and in. I just closed my eyes and let my head fall back against the wall, loving the feeling of completeness inside her. I could feel her trying to lift up.

"No babe, stay still for a minute, let me feel you...please." I pleaded as I wrapped my arms around her, snuggling her to my chest and stopping her from rising off my cock.

Pressed against me I could feel her body tremble non stop. I heard her begin to pant and felt her having small spasms around my cock.

I opened my eyes and watched her: sitting on my cock, eyes closed and again biting her lip. Her chest was rising and falling fast like she couldn't catch her breath.

"Are you ok?"

When she opened her eyes and answered, "Oh god. You're so deep inside me it hurts. I-I-I can't believe anything could hurt so much and feel so good at the same time."

Man, I guess sex is not the same for girls as for guys. Cause all I feel is heaven. I don't want Taranee to hurt and I definitely don't want to hurt her. I plan on spending my life making love to her, I really want her to enjoy our fucking. I mean she's really tight down there, aren't all girls at first? But from everything I've heard its supposed to get better.

"It hurts?" I asked genuinely concerned. "Do you want me to pull out?"

Taranee shook her head no, but added, "I just don't think I can do it in this position."

"Oh...oh," I suddenly realized she'd have to do all the work sitting on top of me. And if she's in pain there's no chance she be able to ride me. "Wrap your arms and legs around me Taranee, I'm going to move us onto the bench. I 'll put you on bottom."

Taranee did as I asked. I put one hand under her rear and one hand on the bench as I lifted us both and twisted to the side. Then I gently laid Taranee back until she was on the bench.

"Are you ok?" I asked as she got comfortable on her back. She nodded with a smile. I was still inside her but even I could feel a difference in the pressure with the change in position.

I lifted up on my elbows long enough to kick off my shoes then my pants...I didn't need them right now and they only got in the way.

As I settled back down, pressing my body fully against Taranee's, I heard the bell ring signaling the end of fourth period. I rocked my hips back then into her as the sound died out. Taranee moaned and I could tell it was pure pleasure this time.

As I pulled back again kissed along her jaw and said, "Taranee, I think we're going to be in here for a while."

As I slide back into her hot wet pus, I could feel her start to tremble again, her legs still wrapped around my back. This is going to be sooooo good, I know she's going to come soon. Just hope I can hold on until she's ready, cause I feel like I'm about to explode now.

I captured her lips in a deep kiss as I pushed back into her. With each rock of my hips I could feel her accepting me. The feeling of our shared heat as we moved together made my balls draw tighter. Our motions together were so perfect.

"Oh god, I'm gonna...I'm gonna..." Taranee squealed then pushed her hips forward and I felt her tighten around me. The added pressure was all it took to make me explode inside her. She gripped me tightly as I pumped against her, pushing in more and more of my seed.

She held me tight as I slammed into her one last time, my balls completely empty with that last push. All throughout our shared orgasm, our lips never parted. I ate at her tongue hungrily, needing all of her at once.

I could feel the tightness in my balls start to slowly loosen as I relaxed against Taranee and pulled back enough to take a breath and look into her eyes.

Taranee's hand slid up my spine to rest on the back of my head, her fingers weaving themselves through my hair. She wiggled her hips against me and smiled.

"Again?" she asked impishly.

I could feel my cock stiffen when she asked. I looked into her eyes and thought how beautiful and perfect she was. I must be the luckiest guy in the world.

I may not be a hero like Caleb or a magical warrior like Matt. But I could give Taranee everything thing I have.

I would make her mine. Mark her as mine. So that everyone would know she belongs to me and with me forever. I began to ride her hips back and forth again, I could feel my balls begin to swell again, preparing another load of baby gravy.

I replied, "Oh yeah!"

Cheers!