A Special Brand of Cheese [closed]

She might have melted then and there from his sweet words alone. Brailynn smiled through their kisses, her breath hitching again as soon as he started to move, although she still didn't want him to stop. The longer the two of them went on, the more the pain faded away and was slowly replaced by the strangest pleasant feelings instead. Her whimpers turned to sighs, and her sighs turned to quiet moans. She brushed her lips against his cheek, grinning softly against his skin. "This actually feels pretty nice, doesn't it?" The spring muttered breathlessly.

Finally, she let herself relax, losing herself to the feeling of him. All of him, really, his warm body, his soft hair, and his dazed, goofy smile. She wrapped her arms more tightly around him, pulling him down slightly closer to her, wanting to be as close to him as possible. She wondered if she were the only one starting to get light-headed.

As he continued to move, he tried to stay relaxed but his muscles tensed again as he could only wait for her pain to pass. He hated that he couldn't do anything to help her, but he was glad that it didn't seem to take too long for her whimpers to fade into sounds of pleasure. As she relaxed, he did the same, not realizing that he was holding his breath until he sighed, his breath brushing her neck as he found his face next to hers. He couldn't help but smile once again at how silly he was being, but it didn't take him long to get over it as he was soon caught up with trying to slow his own heavy breathing while Lynn brushed her lips across his cheek. Instantly goosebumps shot across his skin and his grip on the sheets next to her head tightened.

"Yeah..." he breathed, almost finding it hard to concentrate as little by little he quickened his pace. The feelings that came with it were almost overwhelming as a soft moan escaped his lips while Lynn tried to pull him even closer. It was crazy, but he couldn't help but feel like he couldn't get close enough to her in the midst of all of the movement but he felt almost suffocated at the same time. He hungered for more but was almost too scared to move too quickly in fear of not lasting. With everything going on, though, it didn't take him long to push all of that out of his head and just go with it. "You're so amazing..."

Those few words, whispered against her ear, we're enough to send shivers straight down her spine. It was hard to focus on anything but the feeling, and she tried her hardest not to let her completely lose herself... but oh, was it difficult. She held her breath, clawed her nails lightly against him, and once his quickening pace began to get the best of both of them, she lifted her legs, wrapping them together tightly against the small of his back.

Brailynn let out a breathless laugh, just playing those words in her head again. Amazing? Was she amazing? He was pretty amazing too, if she said so herself. She wanted to say to back to him, or something, anything really. It was in her nature to be a tease and a blabbermouth, but for once she was completely lost for words. In the best of the moment, she embraced him with a certain sweetness, just relishing the feeling of being so close with her best friend after so long. His name escaped her, almost silent sighs against his skin. That feeling was starting to become almost overwhelming. Maybe she really was dreaming. In that moment, she wasn't sure anymore.

The sounds that she made made his head spin. It was as if suddenly he had become oversensitive to everything: her sounds, her touch; it felt like sparks danced across his skin as her nails clawed at him and her legs wrapped around his waist. It all made it so hard to concentrate. There was too much of her but not enough. It honestly drove him crazy.

The longer he continued, the faster and heavier his breathing got. In the midst of breaths, he tried giving her jaw and neck a few gentle kisses, but he ultimately gave up. Everything else was just too much. Instead, he shifted his weight to free up one arm, sliding it underneath Lynn and pulling her up by her waist closer to him as he let out another soft moan that tried to take the form of her name but it couldn't quite get there. The sensation as he thrust into her was almost addicting as he began moving faster and harder, hoping that it was just as good for her as it was for him. If he kept going like this, though, he didn't know how long he could keep it up.

She couldn't get over how wonderful he felt. That bliss might as well had to have been some sort of drug to them both, his name a sort of mantra on her lips. Brailynn was losing herself, unsure of how much more she could even take. The girl made small, whimpering sounds again. They weren't born of pain, like before, but she felt pent up and frustrated, but excited all the same - and she couldn't describe the feeling if her life depended on it.

All she knew was that she was close to spilling over. The Spring pulled lightly at his hair, unable to hold her breath any longer, she found herself squirming around in his tight grasp. "R-Richard!" His name escaped her, louder than she would have liked, but that made no difference then. The feeling hit her all at once, causing her to arch her stiffen and arch her back. It was completely mind numbing.

Too much Cheese for her to handle.

It took a lot of effort for Richard to try to keep himself even remotely composed, but the longer he pushed forward, the more difficult that was becoming. His body was moving on its own at this point, and the moans and whimpers that emanated from Lynn only motivated him more. He was glad that he was doing something right, but he didn't even have time to mingle on the thought. The more she squirmed underneath him, the tighter he held onto her, pushing harder and harder until she pressed up against him, calling out to him as one last act before she hit her peak.

He had everything under control until then. That last effort of hers had sent him over the edge. He tried to respond to her but before he could, he reached his high point, his body clenching from the overwhelming sensation that was quick to follow. Withing seconds, though, it was all over. Richard stopped his movements and readjusted himself so that he hovered above her and had his weight back on both arms, his breathing heavy and quick as he looked down at Lynn. There were so many things that he wanted to say to her, but he couldn't keep his breath long enough nor could he find the right words. Instead, he just laid there for a second before finally rolling over so that he was lying next to her, plopping on the bed with a smile on his face and a small, weary chuckle. Who knew this was so tiring?

As soon as the moment was over, a surreal feeling washed over her. She felt like she'd had quickly fallen back into the reality. Suddenly, it was easy to notice how still the room was, how the only sounds that could be heard were the subtle shifting of the sheets and their heavy breathing. She was aware of the beads of sweat that rolled down her skin and the funny way some of Richard's bangs had gotten stuck to his face. Still, she kept the same smile, one that mirrored his own as he practically collapsed down beside her.

Brailynn couldn't help it. She giggled, helping him clean up the bit of plastic mess and getting comfortable on the bed herself, laying on her side, pressed closely to him. The Spring placed her hand lightly against his chest, feeling the soft beat of his heart for a moment before letting her hand graze upwards. She brushed those few pesky stray blonde locks out of his eyes, admiring the deep green color before laughing quietly to herself again. "Happy Valentine's Day?" She said lightly, almost if she were joking. The most perfect, cheesy day of the year. It was fitting.

Oh yes, he got cleaned up because that would be gross. When that was all done, he quickly got comfortable again, feeling relaxed as soon as he hit the bed again. With a long, deep, happy sigh, Richard smiled again as he felt Lynn rest her head on his chest. It was a strange feeling, but it was certainly a good one. It was nice now just being able to have her close to him, even though she was rubbing her hand on his face, trying to move his bangs out of the way. He laughed along with her for a second as he wrapped his arm around her, pulling her closer to him and looking down at her, getting lost in her soft, hazel eyes. Brushing his fingers through her hair, careful not to pull too hard at any tangles lying in it, he could only smile as she mentioned Valentine's Day. "Yeah, it sure is," he responded softly before giving her a quick kiss on her forehead. "Happy Valentine's Day, Brailynn." It was sincere. Never had he expected all of this to unfold because of some stupid chocolates, but he never not regretted something so much in his life.