A Special Brand of Cheese [closed]

This was perfect. This is what he hadn't realized he needed. It felt... right. After a few moments that felt like hours and seconds at the same time, Richard felt Lynn pull away. At first, he found himself following her, leaning more forward than he probably should have been leaning, not wanting it to end. When she broke it off, though, he half snapped back to reality and opened his eyes, gazing into hers as she grinned, her fingers brushing lightly against his chest. Her touch was so delicate and smooth but with intent. It was the perfect balance of tenderness and care that made Richard feel warm on the inside. It was comforting.

It was funny, though. The longer he looked at her, the more he could see the the happiness that the kiss brought her, but he didn't want to push it. Everything within him told him just to go in for another kiss. One more couldn't hurt, right? He was disappointed that the first one had to end so soon, but he could wait. However, he was overjoyed when she came back to him, welcoming the kiss with an open embrace. Gently grabbing onto her sides with more of a caressing motion, he pulled her closer to him, taking in her presence as the distance between their bodies shrank drastically... at least, as much as it could when both of them were sitting on the couch. The longer the kiss continued, the more passionate it got. Richard found himself wrapping his arms around Brailynn's waist, trying to bring her even closer. It was like he couldn't get enough of her. Why had he waited so long to make this move?

The young woman became acutely aware of his hands as they met her waist, pulling her entire body closer to him as their kiss deepened. She felt her heartbeat quicken with each passing moment, the air and the tension between them suddenly intense. As his arms wrapped tightly around her, she found herself sliding against the backside of the couch, melting into him. Her hand light grip on his shirt tightened while the other reached up around his neck, brushing through those golden locks of his. Lynn pulled herself up on her knees to face him better, refusing to let their kisses break if she could help it.

Even with as close as they were, and as amazing as it was, it still somehow didn't feel like it was enough. Maybe it was because they'd waited so long... "Richard," His name escaped her in the brief moments she could speak, calling his name until she'd had the chance to pull away and smiled down at him, wrapping her arm tightly around him. In truth, she simply needed to catch her breath but...

Brailynn pressed her lips nimbly against his cheek for a moment before pulling away, a biting back a silly grin. "You, ah - You had a bit of truffle on your cheek..." She could hold back a small laugh. It was probably her fault, hopefully he didn't mind.

As she readjusted, Richard found it much easier to hold her tight, the feeling of their bodies pressed together overwhelming. His head spun as the intensity of each kiss grew, almost doubling as each second passed. It didn't take long for his hands to move down from her waist to her hips, pulling her as close as he could in the position they were in. He couldn't get enough, but he had to hold himself back. He didn't want to push too far... not so soon. He didn't want to risk scaring her off after waiting for so long. But she was so beautiful; she was so perfect, and after a minute, he could feel his feelings were being reciprocated. Her soft touch through his hair made him go crazy and after only a moment, he paused for just long enough to catch his breath, only to hear Lynn whisper his name.

His breathing quickened as he opened his eyes and looked at her as she spoke, his expression soft but subtly hungry for more. Her voice sounded like silk as she called for him which sent goosebumps through his body. It caused him to inhale sharply, but his body quickly relaxed as he looked at her, mirroring her smile if only for a second before she kissed his cheek with a bit of a playful movement. When he heard her reason behind it, Richard couldn't help but laugh, his hand instinctively reaching up to his cheek to make sure that he didn't have any left. That would have been embarrassing. "Look at me making a mess," he said playfully.

Suddenly an idea popped into his head. With a devious grin, he wrapped his arms around Lynn's waist again and turned both her and himself to the side, gently moving the both until Lynn was lying across the couch on her back and he hovered over her, his weight propped up by his hands that were grounded next to her shoulders. "It's funny, though," he continued, his voice softening up to be all smooth-like. "I think you've made a bit of a mess too. Riiiiiiiight here." As he spoke the last sentence, he lowered his head until his lips met hers once again, picking right up where they left off. This was much more comfortable, and if nothing else, it let them get closer. Plus he was pretty proud of the move he just pulled off, even if he was lying about her 'mess.' He got that earlier during the first go.

Her quiet laughter grew all the more as he frantically put his hand to the cheek, shooing away any imaginary crumbs that she might have missed. "You're lucky I was here to catch it." Her voice was light with teasing as she reached up and brushed a few bangs out of his eyes, finding herself almost lost in them. She thought of how wonderful it felt that the two of them could be so, well, close to each other as they were, but she still wasn't the slightest bit nervous. She didn't feel awkward or shy or anything of the sort. Every smile, every smile, and every kiss felt completely natural. And goodness, she could joke around with him, like the two of them always had before...  Sorta. If she ever had a doubt that things would be awkward between them, all those thoughts had completely washed away.

Brailynn had been so caught up in the moment that she hadn't put much thought to her actions. She'd already started to lean up close again, to go in for another sweet kiss when his face had changed. The guardian had caught her completely off guard and it shown all too easily in her wide-eyes. "Rich -" Her voice wavered in surprise as felt herself wrapped up quickly in his arms, falling backwards onto the soft cushions. It had all happened so fast. The next thing she knew, she was on her back seemingly breathless and staring up at him.

It'd taken her a moment to really register what had just happened, but as soon as it did, her face had turned rest, the brightest shade that night.

Frenzied thoughts rushed through her mind all at once. He'd kissed her. And then she'd kissed him back. And then his arms were around her. She could still remember the clear feeling of his hands traveling down her hips. There was no one else around. They were in his apartment. The passionate way he kissed her, it seemed almost hungry. Had it been so hard to breathe this whole time? How long had those chills been there? She was laying down on the couch. Just the two of them. And she was underneath him.

The Spring's heart fluttered with restlessness and she might have seemed a little lost. But then she saw him grinning down at her again and her smile mirrored his own, knowing exactly what was coming from the moment the lame, adorable jest left him. She had felt a bit panicked for an instant, but it'd taken even less time than that to feel all her worries melt away. The blonde could only think that she'd never heard his voice sound so ... sultry before. It was exciting, and she eagerly welcomed the taste of his lips again. Smooth, so smooth, man. <3

She could've melted again right then and there, but Lynn stayed sweetly defiant, reaching her arms up and wrapping them around his neck, pulling him down even closer to her and tugging lightly at the collar of his shirt with slight anticipation. She was suddenly aware of her entire body, every place they touched, brushing up against each other. Brailynn squirmed around as they kissed, making more room for him across the sofa and decisively kicking the shoes off her feet onto the floor. It was rude to wear them on the couch, after all. Her legs brushed against his. It was a strange feeling, silk tights against his old pair of pants, but nothing she could linger on.

"Sure you got it all?" She murmured and smiled against his skin. Soon enough, she had allowed her lips to part ever-so-slightly, letting the kisses between them deepen as she pushed back towards him with a new hunger of all her own.

i got carried away |D

He couldn't get enough of her: her touch, her body, the way that she tried to pull him closer but at this point, it was physically impossible. Falling deeper into her kisses, his hands ventured down her body, his mind taking note of every curve of her torso, hips, and legs before he worked his way back up, his fingers brushing lightly against her thighs until they caught her shirt. Without even realizing exactly what he was doing, he used his hand to pull her shirt up over her stomach, the feeling of her skin so soft and exhilarating against his touch. It was like silk but oh so much better. This was Lynn. Maybe not all of her, but it was like opening a present he'd waited years for, and he wanted to savor this.

The anticipation, however, was killing him. He wanted to jump in but didn't want to waste it. He was a little relieved, though, when he felt Lynn kick off her shoes and tug on his shirt. He felt confident that she was most definitely feeling the same as he was. Between their kisses, he gave Lynn a quick smile before he paused, moved her arms from around his neck, and sat up just enough to keep his balance as he reached behind him and practically tore off his shirt, probably too excitedly. Oh well. Throwing the old white t-shirt off behind the couch, forgetting about it completely as soon as it disappeared out of sight and pulling himself right back to Lynn, lightly placing his forehead against hers, giving him a chance to simply stare into her gorgeous hazel eyes, soaking her in for just a moment even though time felt frozen. "I can always check again," he said, responding to her recent question. "I mean... if you think you made that big of a mess, I can always check in other places too~" As soon as the words left his mouth, he realized how stupid that sounded. He wanted to slap himself. Instead, he slapped himself mentally and ended up giving her a giant goofy grin mixed with an embarrassed chuckle. Please don't let that screw this up...

As they went on, she only felt herself becoming more and more light-headed, getting lost in the many kisses they shared and embracing the feeling of his hands exploring her body. It was so incredibly nice, yet she still felt a small chill when he first touched under her shirt, shivering as he pushed the soft cotton up past her waist. His hands were so warm, but the feeling they left behind wasn't near the same. She couldn't say that she exactly minded. It was a completely new experience to her, she'd never been this close to anyone before.  The way he held her and kissed her, even the way he looked at her, Richard was being so passionate, and she loved every second of it.

She hadn't even had the time to feel disappointed once he pulled himself away from her. It became immediately clear why he did. In one quick, fluid motion, his shirt was completely gone, thrown somewhere else in the room and Brailynn was left to drink in his form. Sure, she'd catch glances sometimes of him, after all they had used to be roommates, but she had never seen him quite so... close? The young woman bit her lip, reaching one hand up his arm, over her shoulder and down the curves of his chest. He wasn't the heaviest guy, but he was lean, and she could see trace out muscles from all those hard days of training the school had put them through.

He was so warm, Brailynn thought to herself, and his skin was soft. Her hand found it's way back up to his cheek as he leaned back forward, resting his head gently against hers. The gesture was so sweet, her smile was beaming as she stared back into his eyes. Once he spoke again, she shut her eyes, taking in that soft, sultry voice of his... Until she realized exactly what she was saying. The Spring broke into laughter, shaking her head and reaching her arms up around him again, pulling him into a tight hug before she could settle down again. He was such a dork, she absolutely loved that too.

The blonde took a few moments to compose herself, leaning up and whispering in his ear. "I think it'd be good to make sure," Her murmur was soft and gently pressed her lips against his jaw, giving him a small, reassuring smile as she laid back down against the couch cushion. She wouldn't let him have all the fun, wanting to see the look on his face if just maybe, she could excite him a little more too. Lynn gave him a sly look, reaching at the collar of her shirt and undoing the first button, not taking her eyes off him. "If you don't mind helping me out so much." Her fingers traced down between the crevice of fabric, loosening the next. She paused then, looking at him expectantly. Hopefully what she was doing wasn't weird or anything.

He still couldn't believe what he said. He couldn't get over it. If his face was already red, then it was basically a cherry as Brailynn began to laugh and pulled him into a hug. It caught him by surprise, and it took almost all of his focus to keep from practically crushing her with his weight as she did so. "Heh..." he tried laughing along, but he was too flustered to try to just roll with it. He knew it was stupid. At least her embrace was wonderful. He took solace in it and finally just decided to let it go. He made her laugh, so that was a plus. It was such an adorable laugh too. It was so nice and genuine. All he could do was smile before his forced laugh finally turned into a sincere chuckle of his own. He couldn't keep beating himself up like this when she was so happy.

When she finally settled down, Richard pulled himself back up so that all of his weight wasn't sitting on top of her but stopped when she leaned up to whisper something to him. Listening closely, a big toothy grin crossed his face before he laughed yet again. Now he couldn't believe that actually worked. However, he quickly composed himself and looked back down at her, looking at her with a sense of pure joy that replaced his embarrassment. However, his eyes were quickly drawn to her fingers as they slipped down to her shirt and began undoing the buttons, leaving the bare skin exposed underneath. Saying it excited him was probably an understatement, but he tried not to show it. He tried to play it cool until she paused and looked up at him. Richard stared back for a moment, confused as to why she stopped.

"What..." He opened his mouth to ask something similar to what the holdup was but as soon as his began to speak, it dawned on him. It was like a light when off in his head. "Oh, I don't mind at all," he continued, his cheeks started to hurt from all this smiling he was doing. With a gentle and uncertain touch at first, he reached over with one hand and with a little bit of trouble, undid the already loosened button. When that was done, his hand moved on to the next one, finally understanding how to maneuver it to open up the shirt rather quickly. Now maybe he could multitask...

After finally getting the hang of the buttons, Richard continued to grin for a moment before he leaned down and gave Lynn a quick kiss before his lips moved to her jawline and then down to her neck, his lips soft and breath hot against her skin until he was finally done unbuttoning her shirt. It was a bit of a struggle. His brain originally had a hard time focusing on both tasks at the same time, but he got it done and he certainly was proud of himself.

Brailynn bit back a small laugh as he finally caught onto what she was hinting at. Watching as he started to fumble around with the button, for a moment she wondered if maybe she should have just took care of the entire shirt on her own, but the problem didn't seem to last too long. As soon as he'd gotten a hold of it, his lips had met hers again, although they didn't stay long. To her surprise, they went down, trailing against her neck. It almost tickled some and she couldn't believe how nice it felt, letting out a slow breathy sigh as she pressed up against him.

The feeling over her exposed skin against his was a strange, new sensation, and she couldn't get enough of it. Through the heat of the moment, however, a thought finally crossed her mind. "You don't always sleep on the couch, do you, Rich?" The blonde muttered, combing through his hair with her fingers and lightly calling for his attention. She smiled playfully, not wanting to damper his excitement, but maybe things would be a bit easier if they were somewhere else... like on a bed. "I promise not to trail any crumbs around if you'd wanna...?" It was harder to say than she'd thought it would be.

He was so caught up in what he was doing that at first, her words went in one ear and out the other. Everything kind of blurred together into a jumbled mess as he continued to trail down her neck to her collarbone delicately as his free hand finally came to rest on her side underneath the open shirt. Her skin was so soft, he couldn't get enough. However, he paused when he heard his name... well, part of it. "Hm?" he asked, not catching anything she had said. It took him a few seconds to somewhat catch on to what she way saying, but even then, he was confused as to why she wanted to know if he frequently slept on the couch. Was that a bad thing? Sometimes he dozed off and didn't wake up until morning, but it wasn't like an everyday occurrence. He had some standards.

Funnily enough, he pulled himself away from her just enough to see her face again and was just about to ask what she meant when he finally caught on. His quizzical look was quickly replaced by an expression that only showed a light bulb lighting up in his head. "I see what you're getting at," he said with a wink as he pushed himself up onto his feet and in one smooth and swift movement, Richard picked Lynn up off the couch and held her tight in his arms bridal style. He beamed as he held her close, impressed with how well he pulled that off. Carefully, he walked around the couch and into the hallway, cautiously avoiding the door frames as he proceeded to his room, kicking the door open to a much cleaner bedroom and closing it behind them. Practically waltzing in, he placed her down on one side of the bed gently before climbing onto the other side, simply taking a moment to look at her body just lying there as he smiled. "How is this? Is it what you had in mind?"

Brailynn tilted her head as he stared down at her in quiet confusion, trying her best not to laugh again in his face. She thought to say something more about it, thinking she might not have clued him in enough, but it seemed to finally hit him. "Uh-huh..." The blonde raised an eyebrow, shooting him a teasing look of disbelief as he pulled himself away and off the couch. It was a little funny how she'd started to feel lonely again just from him backing away and was about to say something again, something about not to step on her candy box when she'd suddenly felt his arms underneath her before quickly scooping her up into his arms and pulling her close.

"Wh- Hey! What are you doing?!" She kicked around feebly in his grasp, her eyes wide in surprise. After a moment or two though, she quickly found herself enjoying it, leaning up and wrapping her arms happily around his neck and resting her head against him as they made their way shortly to the bedroom. She let her gaze trail around the moment they entered, taking in the surroundings. "This is exactly it." Lynn sighed, smiling as she was set down and had little issue getting comfortable in his bed.

Playfully, she began hogging all the pillows and stacking them up in "her spot", sitting up and fluffing them up just right. "Yeap, this is all mine now." She grinned, peeling off the rest of her shirt and letting it fall to the floor before plopping back and spreading out her arms as legs as far as she could reach. "I could get used to this."

"It's yours?" he asked, laughing as she fluffed the pillows and spread herself out on the bed. He tried to move out of her way as she did so in order to keep from having a hand in his face, but he realized that left him on the edge of the bed, nearly falling off. He even glanced over just to make sure he was about to fall off just to see how much room he had on his own bed. Basically none. With a roll of his eyes, he sighed playfully. "I'm glad you could get used to this, but I think I might need a little more room. I know I'm not the biggest person, but I'm not this tiny either." With a soft smile on his face, he gently picked up her hand that was closest to him and pressed his lips delicately against the top of it. After a second, the kiss turned into several kisses that slowly trailed up her arm until he pulled himself above her once again and his lips met hers.

The bed was a good idea. It was a lot more spacious and certainly more comfortable. After a moment of simply showering Lynn with kisses, Richard paused and looked down at her, his face only inches away from hers. He gave her a tiny grin. "I could get used to this too," he told her softly as he used one hand to brush her hair back to get a perfect look at her beautiful hazel eyes.

The blonde let out a soft hum, shrugging deeper into the pillows and getting more comfortable. Her hazel eyes found his again, narrowed and playful. "All mine~," Brailynn grinned up at him, shaking her head stubbornly. "I don't know what you're talking about. You've got an foot of bed all to yourself there, I'm being generous! I think it's a food anyways - maybe - ..." She froze, her voice quieting down as he reached for her hand and gently touched his lips to her skin.

Her face must have flushed a bright red again. She could feel her cheeks growing warmer as he made his way across the length of her arm, ending his little journey with a tender kiss between them. Her breath had grown uneasy and her smile mirrored his own as he lightly brushed the bangs out of her eyes. As they stared into each others eyes, she realized there were a million different things she wanted to say, but she couldn't pick out the right words. "Y-yeah, I guess I can share a bit more..." Of all things...

It hadn't taken them long at all to pick up right where they'd left off, had it? She'd loosen up, pressing her hands lightly up against his chest and brushing them over his shoulders. He had her pinned to the point she couldn't get far, or try to lay out before like she had, but that was alright with her. Lynn reached behind him, pulling him closer to her body and pressing up against him, loving the feeling of her skin pressed up against his.

He laughed for a moment, surprised that he was able to make her so flustered. Normally, it was the other way around. Well, it's always the other way around, so he enjoyed this. At least, he enjoyed it as long as he could until she pulled him down closer to her, their lips quickly meeting once again. He couldn't help but smile, though, which made the kiss a little weird at first but within seconds everything was as it should be. Just as she pulled him close, he did the same, his right hand travelling around her waist and pulling her up as close as he could by the small of her back. Her skin was so soft. He knew that he'd noted that before but for some reason, the sensation was so much more intense. His fingers took in every curve and every feature of her body as they tenderly moved from her back down to her hips. Feeling the texture change as his hand ran up against her skirt, he discretely tried to find out if there was anything to it like a latch of some sort. He really had no idea how it worked and he felt pretty stupid about it, but he didn't want to try to pull it off and ultimately screw something up. He wanted to be careful and gentle.

However, the longer his hand ventured around, the more uncertain he had become. He didn't feel anything but didn't want to stop to try to look. Maybe they could just sit here a little longer and just take each other in as he tried to figure it out. Yeah, that sounded like a good idea. Sort of... Way to go, Richard. Now it was his turn to get flustered.

Nervous chills ran out from where his fingers swept along her waistline and she found herself quickly holding her breath. As Richard flitted around the rim of her skirt, she was suddenly all-the-more aware of the pounding of her heart, and that the more daring his wandering hand become, the more nervous she was becoming. It wasn't that she was uncomfortable, if she had been they would have stopped long ago, but she couldn't help but feel more self-conscious with each passing moment. Haunting thoughts passed through her, almost all 'what if' questions. What if he didn't like what he saw? What if he thought she looked weird? Or what if...?

Lynn forced herself to take a deep breath and push the majority of the questions out of her mind, but it was impossible to rid her thoughts of all her worries. Though, after some time, she'd noticed that his hand seemed to be less exploring her body and more fumbling around at that point. The smile cracked back onto her face, thinking that he must have been lost as she was... Was he? "Want me to get that?" The Spring asked, a slight tease to her tone as she reach down to the side of her hip, easily reaching the zipper and undoing it with one swift, practiced movement.

It was such a small gesture, but it made her heart flutter again all the same. For a moment, curiosity gnawed at her, and she couldn't help but asked. "Is this your first time too...?" As soon as Brailynn said it, she realized it was probably a stupid question. Even if they were roommates, she never tried to pry into his private life. He was a handsome guy, and was popular in his time at the school, it most likely wasn't, but...

She held back a sigh.

Richard's face was like a cherry by the time that Lynn had unzipped her own skirt. Even though he couldn't exactly blame himself. Skirts were complicated. Some had elastic waists, some had buttons, and, of course, this one had a zipper. Maybe that's why Beata chose these uniforms to make them confusing. Never mind the fact that maybe Richard was just terrible at this kind of thing. He tried to laugh it off, hoping she would see it more as another simple dorky thing he did rather than messing things up. "Hey, I totally could have gotten that," he responded while rolling his eyes before a playful grin appeared on his face. "Or are you just that impatient?" He turned it around on her, wondering how she was going to respond. He'd never flat-out admit he had no clue. He just wanted to be as much of tease to her as she was to him... even if that was only a tiny amount.

For a moment, he tugged lightly on her skirt before her demeanor changed as she awkwardly asked her question. It wasn't a question he had expected her to ask, even though after his brain pondered it for a moment, he should have seen it coming at some point. "I, uh... No. I-I mean, yes? Um..." That couldn't have been anymore confusing, and he knew that if he couldn't understand it, she couldn't either. "I never actually... went through with it. All this was several years ago, now. An ex-girlfriend. We came close a couple of times, but.. yeah." His breath caught in his throat as he looked at Brailynn to see her reaction. It was only for a second before he realized that was probably way too much information. "Not that you needed to know all of that. Um, sorry." His gaze quickly shifted away from hers as he tried to recuperate and get back on track. He hoped that he didn't ramble too much.