AN: This chapter will contain teenage smut. I've been careful and tried to keep it to a minimum, like you guys suggested. Special thanks to redisthenewblackington for being a huge help, as always!
Disclaimer: Not mine
You know the way they always say,
"Don't make it never it's better late,"
Well that's true.
But tell me why my cautious angel,
Must you put it in my face,
Like you do?
It's all about a good thing,
So I don't mind holding on.
But how long
Are you gonna make me wait?
And how long
Are you gonna hesitate?
'Cause I love the way we're carrying on.
But baby I don't ever wanna make you feel to rushed,
Make you feel like love wouldn't be enough,
But that's just another "Don't mean much",
Like a high school crush, make you wanna run,
Can't you see the way I need you crazy,
And I want you in my arms every night,
Of my life.
"How Long" - Matchbox Twenty
Enough To Keep You
Chp. 11
It was a lazy Friday afternoon and Liz and her friend were hanging out in a park, tanning.
"Ray is super hot."
Liz smiled. "He is."
"When are you two gonna go all the way?"
"Kelly!" The brunette exclaimed, her eyes wide.
The other girl scoffed. "Oh, come on. As if you haven't thought about it already."
Liz blushed slightly. "Well… yeah, but –"
"No buts. It's gonna happen at some point. I'm sure he'd be more than willing."
Her fingers nervously ran across the scar on her palm. "He is, but I'm not sure if I am. He knows that and he won't push me. I love him for that."
Kelly turned onto her side and took off her sunglasses, putting them onto the blanket. "But let's say one day you are willing, and then you find you're... unprepared."
"Unprepared?"
"Well, I don't think you have condoms at home... Or do you?" Liz stayed quiet, and her friend knew the answer to her question immediately. "That settles it then. Let's go."
"Wait, what? Go where?"
Kelly had already stood up and started walking away, clearly on a mission, leaving her to scramble to grab the blanket and follow.
"We're going to buy condoms, of course."
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"Oh my god, you were serious," Liz said as they entered the store and went straight towards the item they sought.
"Well, duh." Kelly pulled her slightly-hesitant friend along until they arrived the correct shelf. "So… is he extra large?" She asked with a twinkle in her eyes.
"How am I supposed to know?"
"Well, it would be weird if I knew." Liz glared at her. "Alright, let's see... He definitely walks like someone who's carrying a big gun."
Liz buried her face in her hands. "Can you not say that?"
"Oh, come on. Don't act like you're a prude. You've been thinking about his long schlong."
"Shut up!"
"I'm just trying to help. The last thing you want is to be caught unprepared. Having condoms doesn't mean anything. You don't have to use them until you're ready."
"Yeah, of course. I'm sure I'll thank you later."
Kelly rolled her eyes. "Are you that snippy with Amy as well or is it just me?"
"You're lucky I haven't started hitting you yet."
"Blah blah blah..." She made the appropriate movement with her hand. "Now, are you going for flavor?" Liz just bit the inside of her cheek. "Alright, alright, how about… these here? Nothing special, size should fit as well."
"Fine."
"The box holds… a dozen. You think that's enough?"
"I hate you."
"You love me and you know it," Kelly replied with a grin.
The two girls were on their way towards the cashier when Liz drew in a sharp breath. "Oh my god!"
"What?"
The brunette ducked behind her friend so she wouldn't be seen. "That's Cliff. He's my dad's friend. Shit, he can't see me." They paid and quickly made their way out of the store, hurrying around the corner before they dared to stop. "What if he saw me?"
"He didn't."
"But what if he did? My dad is gonna kill me!"
"Geez, just chill. I doubt he saw you at all and if he did, well, we can always say they're for me." Kelly patted her back, trying to reassure her friend.
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"Sweetheart, where did you say the brush is?"
"The drawer," Liz called back from the bathroom, putting her toothbrush back in the cabinet. "Did you find it?" There was no reply. "Ray?" She entered her bedroom only to find her boyfriend at her closet, holding the package of condoms she had bought just a couple of days prior. For a moment, she couldn't breathe.
"You bought condoms?" He asked after a while, his voice soft. Red turned and looked at her. "You bought us condoms?"
"I…" She broke off and heat started creeping up her neck. "I wanted… in case… uhm… I wanted to be prepared."
A gentle, sweet smile spread across his face then. "Come here." She went to him and he closed his arms around her, kissing her softly. "I love you."
"You're not… mad or anything, right?"
He chuckled. "Sweetheart, why would I be mad? The fact that you went to buy them so that we could use them at some point means that you trust me, and that means the world to me." His words warmed her from the inside. "I love you, Lizzie. I really do."
"And I love you," she replied, hugging him more tightly and burying her face in the crook of his neck.
"You bought us condoms," he said more to himself than to her. "And the right size too. My, Lizzie, did you check out the goods while I wasn't looking?"
"Ray!"
"I'm kidding, sweetheart." He laughed, tightening his grip and dropping a kiss into her hair. "I like the red panties by the way. Do you wear them a lot?"
She grinned into his neck. "Whenever I'm with you." She could feel his purr vibrate through her own body.
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A couple of weeks later, they were sitting outside for lunch, and Red was in the middle of a story that sounded so absurd that one could think that it was all made up, but he had sworn that it was the truth. Liz was leaning against his side and let her eyes slip closed. The sun was shining brightly, warming her back while he not only warmed her side but also her insides. Every now and then, he would pause and use that time to kiss her head. Everything seemed perfect… until it didn't.
"Hi, honey!" Liz heard, and her eyes shot open. She almost growled at the other girl.
"Leslie," Red greeted curtly and then turned to his girlfriend and kissed her cheek, whispering something that only she could hear.
She couldn't help the laugh that escaped her throat and she turned her head and kissed him gently, feeling him smile against her lips.
"You must be Elizabeth," Leslie said with a sneer, a fake grin plastered on her face.
Liz pulled back and looked up at her. "Yes," she replied, positive that if she tried saying more, she would end up insulting her.
"Yes," the older girl parroted.
She could feel Red tensing. "Is there something you want?" He asked with an unkind undertone.
"Well, you, of course. Why don't you come with me, so we can talk some?" Leslie said, her voice now as sweet as honey.
His arm tightened around Liz's waist and she wasn't sure whether it was for her or his benefit. "I've asked you to stop this."
"Hm? I didn't hear that. Did any of you?" She asked, playing innocent, looking at the others at the table.
"I believe I made myself clear," Red spoke as if she hadn't said anything. "You can either stop what you're doing or take your leave."
Leslie crossed her arms over her chest, looking somewhat angry. "Oh, you must be so special, Elizabeth."
"She is," he said. "Very special."
With a huff, his ex-girlfriend turned and left.
Liz could feel the anger radiating from Red's body. She wound her arms around his middle, kissing his jaw, and he leaned into her touch.
"You two are adorable," Amy finally spoke up, proud of herself for not interfering for once. "It almost makes me gag." The group laughed.
"I'm sorry about that," he replied.
"Nah, man. She's being a bitch because she hasn't gotten laid in too long," one of the guys said.
"We need to go back in," Lindsay announced and the group started packing up.
Red kissed his girlfriend gently. "I'll wait out front."
"You're already off, aren't you?" He nodded. "I still have the last period to go."
"I'll wait out front," he said again and Liz hugged him close, kissing his neck.
"Try not to be so sour while you're waiting."
He gently tucked some of her hair behind her ear. "I don't like the way she talks to you."
Liz shrugged. "She's jealous."
"Why are you grinning saying that?" He asked and she bit her lip. "Oh, you're mean."
"What can I say? She wants what's mine and she isn't going to get it. I like that."
There was a time when that scene would have gotten to her, but she'd weathered those days. She was stronger now. They were stronger.
Red chuckled and kissed her again. "Go, you little minx. I'll see you soon." With a wink, she was gone.
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Liz loved it when Sam had to go away on business over the weekend and no, she absolutely would not throw parties. Surely a sleepover wouldn't count. It was the first time that Red had ever stayed over and she was excited. They had the entire weekend to themselves, purely for relaxing and slouching around... Just as they were doing now.
They were relaxing on her bed, cuddled together with her head resting on his chest and her arm thrown over his waist. His head was resting on top of hers and his hand idly stroked over her back and her arm.
He sighed softly, and she loved how domestic this felt, like they had never done anything else. He was so wonderfully warm that it felt and smelled like home. Her hand wandered to his leg, where she squeezed gently and then continued stroking his inner thigh. She could feel his muscles twitching. Encouraged, she turned her head up to kiss his neck, her hand going just an inch higher until she brushed over his groin and he inhaled sharply.
The fingers of his left hand softly stroked over the back of her torturing hand and he kissed her forehead before nuzzling her hair. "Are you sure about where you're headed?" He asked, his voice slightly strained.
Instead of a verbal answer, she kissed him gently and he sighed against her, his hand slipping underneath her shirt.
Red began to undress her at a slow pace, with the utmost care, taking his time to expose every single inch of her skin. Still fully dressed and lying next to her, so far, he'd somehow refrained from really touching her at all. His eyes found hers and he said, "I love you so much, Lizzie." He could tell that she was somewhat scared, so he leaned over to kiss her. "We'll only ever go as far as you want. If you tell me to stop, I will."
Finally, she found some courage inside of her and took his hand in hers, putting it over her heart. While kissing her again, he gently moved his hand over her breast. He touched her carefully, as if she were a priceless artifact that he feared he may accidentally break at any given time, taking hints from her breath and how her muscles jumped, her expression changing.
At first, he used only his hands, but soon he began to kiss over her chest and then back up to her lips, grinning brightly. "You're so very beautiful."
Taking her hand in his, she put it on his chest, much like she had, and she could feel how fast his heart was beating. She took hold of his shirt and pulled it up and over his head, her fingers going straight to the fluffy chest hair there. She leaned in and pressed a kiss in the middle of it while he stroked over her arms, giving her all the time that she needed.
After some more minutes, she started undoing his belt and then unbuttoned his jeans. He helped her get them off, streamlining the process. Already, his boxer shorts were tented and Liz remembered Kelly's comment about him carrying a big gun. She wasn't sure what made her move first, but soon found herself cupping him through his boxers, eliciting a low moan. He took her lips in a searing-hot kiss and she finally pulled down his boxer shorts as well. His head was thrown back as he trembled under her hand, almost shaking from the need for friction.
Liz merely looked at him for a moment, all of him, and his eyes opened to find hers. She felt love spreading throughout her whole body. Emboldened, she reached out again, this time gently touching him directly. Red had to bite his lower lip and moan.
His hands moved downwards then, his mouth preoccupied with her upper body while he touched her thighs everso lightly and raised goosebumps on her skin. He took a deep breath to steady himself, gently parting her legs, one of them thrown over his as he carefully ran his fingers over her. Red could feel her muscles constrict and kissed her shoulder, openly meeting her eyes.
"You alright?"
She nodded. He could feel that she was as ready and excited as himself, but he wasn't going to rush this, so he asked again, "Are you really alright? Please, Lizzie, say it out loud. I need to hear you say it, because if you aren't, I'll stop immediately. I would never hurt you like that."
His touch was so incredibly soft that she could only whisper his name in reply. Red smiled and kissed her again, but soon turned serious again. "If anything that happens here is too much, you'll have to tell me. I won't be able to cope if I do anything that you don't want. Please," he begged.
Touching his cheek, she kissed him softly and whispered against his lips, "I know that I want this, more than anything, and I trust you completely. I love you."
He continued caressing her for awhile, kissing over every inch of her skin that he could reach. At some point, she reached out and opened the drawer of her nightstand, holding the box of condoms out to him. His gaze was loving as he took it from her and started preparing himself. His hands were shaking slightly and he wasn't sure why. Usually, he wasn't nervous before sex, but this was special to him, so very special that he was almost afraid.
He soon settled in between her legs, but didn't position himself just yet. Instead, he leaned up, letting their bodies touch as he kissed her lovingly. "I adore you," he whispered among other sweet nothings. He was as careful as he could be when he reached down and then slowly pushed forward, feeling her clench immediately.
He kissed her chest and stroked over her side. "I know this is more easily said than done, but you have to relax."
She really tried. She trusted him, after all.
Everso gently and slowly, he pushed forward, holding her close as she faintly whimpered at the pain. He whispered, "You're so beautiful. I love you so much, Lizzie. I still can't believe that you're mine... all mine." She held onto his shoulders, gripping him tightly, quivering.
Red stilled completely when he was fully seated, resting his forehead against her chest, his thumbs stroking over her ribs as he trembled. After a while, he looked up and called out her name, making her open her eyes. "Are you okay?"
She bit her lip. "It hurts."
Something clenched inside him and he leaned forward to nuzzle her face, randomly kissing all over it. He put every ounce of his love into his eventual movements, kissing her, whispering to her, holding her close.
Suddenly, she felt like she was flying. Every bundle of nerves inside her tingled. She tightened her arms around him and said his name over and over again as she shuddered.
She could feel him shaking and shuddering as well until he groaned softly and then stilled, breathing heavily.
They stayed like that for a while, but then he carefully pulled away and got rid of the condom. He looked around and found a box of tissues to clean them both up quickly, disposing of the tissue as well before lying down next to her. He took her in his arms and peppered her hair and face with kisses before kissing her fully on the lips. "You okay?" He asked, pulling the covers over them.
Liz smiled. "I'm perfect," she said and then buried her face in his chest.
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The group was once again sitting outside for lunch, letting the warm sun shine down on them. Red spotted her immediately, his face brightening as he watched her walking up to them. He made to stand up so that she could sit down, since there was no vacant spot at the table, but she stopped him with a hand on his shoulder, opting to sit on his lap instead. His grin grew even bigger as he wound his arms around her, pulling her in for a long kiss.
Kelly wore a smug, knowing smile as she continued to watch the couple sucking face.
Leslie, on the other hand, scowled, more than just a little pissed off.