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Post by - - tessa phoenix ,, on Jul 23, 2009 21:23:59 GMT
As he pulled back from her, Tessa just looked at his face, ignoring the crowd of Freshman behind her and looking directly into his eyes. She didn't even look up at the clock showing that it was now five thirty in the morning, freaky. The brunette had been up for several hours, walking around campus and being alone, before meeting Ian in the ice rink; accidentally of course.
"Breakfast, sounds good." Tessa agreed, her tone almost a whisper as she nodded once and started to topple sideways as he moved, though he shifted and she was now hovering about the ice, his arm under her knees, the other underneath her back. A position she'd never been in before, especially not with another male, it made her smile as he started to walk.
At least he knew how to walk on ice, unlike herself. A small giggle escaped her pink tinged lips as he kicked open the door and set her down on her feet. Tessa looked over at the Freshman who were just standing there, looking rather awkward at having watched a member of their ice hockey team make out with Tessa Phoenix. She found it funny, really funny actually. He gave her another kiss then started to unlace his skates. "I'll meet you at my dorm." she whispered, bending down to press a kiss against his cheek before running off quickly.
Her feet sped across the grass, from the sports building to the dorm building; her cheeks flushed as she ran faster than she'd ran before. A shower seemed like a good idea, especially since she was feeling rather hot. It didn't take too long before she reached the dorms, flinging over her dorm door, Tessa kicked off her shoes, shut the door and moved into the bathroom. It took around fifteen minutes for her to take a good, long shower.
A knock at the door stopped her from getting dry, she answered, hair dripping down her towel clad body.
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Post by ian phaneuf on Jul 23, 2009 21:35:26 GMT
When she kissed his cheek he smiled and turned to look at her rear end as she moved away quickly. After he finished unlacing the skates he turned his head to the freshmen who where just, well awing at the site and very ogled by the event they just saw. He shook his head and stood up, " GET BACK TO WORK!" Came his orders as they all quickly jumped out onto the ice fleeing the Senior Player.
It took him maybe 5 minutes to undress, another 5 to shower, then the other 5 to change and put his equipment away. He smelt like Old Spice body wash and deodorant. His hair was dry, but also a bit damp. Knowing she was a Sophomore was a good thing due to the fact that well, he could find she was on the second floor.
He found himself standing in the front door looking at a freshmen girl who was just staring at him," Im looking for Tessa Pheonix." The girl would swallow and stutter," Second floor.... R--R--R..." She would spit out the room number and he smiled," Thanks." With an awkward sound in his voice. As he reached her door he was seen by about 5-6 other girls. He was looking down the hall to the other girls, and when the door opened he turned.
He stood there in shock, almost. Mouth hung open and he was just, in shock. He smiled, " H--H--Hey..." He stumbled over his words.
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Post by - - tessa phoenix ,, on Jul 23, 2009 21:43:08 GMT
Unaware of the gawping sophomore girls telling Ian where her dorm was, Tessa continued to shower, finishing at exactly the same time Ian knocked at her dorm room door. She had been about to get dressed, but didn't want to make the person outside the door wait; for some reason she knew that it was Ian, because otherwise she would have made that person wait.
Unforunately she hadn't realised she was only in the towel. It wasn't until she saw the look on Ian's face did she register just what she was standing in. "Uh, uhh." The brunette stuttered, looking down at her attire, up at Ian and then over his shoulder to the other sophomore girls who were also standing there with their mouths open. She considered giving them the finger, but instead ushered Ian inside, closed the door behind him and moved across her room.
Pulling random clothes out of her closet, Tessa shuffled to the bathroom and closed the door behind her, trying to get dressed without drying herself, quickly.
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Post by ian phaneuf on Jul 23, 2009 21:49:41 GMT
When she pulled him inside he moved, turning around all the girls where laughing and smiling, and also some waving at him as she closed the door. He would look at her and chuckle, " Was not expecting me this early I take it?" He raised an eyebrow. He watched her rush from the closet to the bathroom, so she could change.
He found a seat on the edge of her bed. Apparently she had no room mate, or her room mate was out at the moment. His eyes wondering over all the clothing on the floor, every detail of the room. He was pretty good at telling how a person acted by what was in their room. He would just place his hands together. Leaning forward his elbows places on his knees. He laced his fingers together and just looked around. He could still hear the laughing and giggling outside the door, along with many footsteps.
Then he started to think about what they would get for breakfast. Or was she really planning on having breakfast at all? She did in fact invite him back to her dorm room, and answered the door in a towel, practically soaked to the bone it seemed. He closed his eyes and thought of their kissing and just opened his eyes again, smiling to himself. He waited, silently.
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Post by - - tessa phoenix ,, on Jul 24, 2009 20:09:13 GMT
Tessa shook her head before running off. "No, sorry!" She called from the confines of the bathroom, deciding that it would fare much better for her if she took her time in actually getting dry before putting her clothes on. It was unusual for her to have another presence in her room, especially that of a male; especially that of a male who was at least two years older than herself.
Her cheeks were flaming red and her heart was pounding against her ribcage as she stood there in the bathroom, drying herself quickly, then changing into the clothes she'd pulled out of her closet at the last minute. She hadn't really expected Ian to turn up so damn quickly, it was both thrilling and slightly daunting - no-one had ever seen her in just a towel before, she was embarrassed by it, moreso when she noticed the girls smiling and waving outside her dorm.
Finally, she was dressed. Looking down at her clothing, Tessa shook her head and closed her eyes. It wasn't the best outfit, but at least it was clothes and not a towel, right? Chewing her lip, the brunette had no choice in doing it. She pulled the t-shirt up over her head and threw it on the floor, biting down on her lip with an annoyed expression on her face, clearly annoyed. She then took a deep breath and opened the bathroom door, coming out in just a skirt and bra.
"I need a t-shiiiirtt!" she exclaimed, moving into the dorm area, hugging her chest with one arm and pulling down the skirt a bit more, with her other. Tessa moved to the closet, seeing that he was just sat on the end of her bed, she opened the closet door and started to look for a t-shirt. The scar between her shoulder blades visible to him as she searched, and as she turned around with a t-shirt in her hands, the scar stretching across her stomach, up her chest and too her shoulder, even more visible.
"Got one." She mumbled.
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Post by ian phaneuf on Jul 24, 2009 20:23:00 GMT
As she hustled into the room to get a shirt he kept his eyes on her. He did not care about the scar. He had a lot of scares, some of them where pretty nasty looking, but no near as big as that one. Brown hues moved over her perfectly toned body and he swallowed hard and when she was facing away from him he would stand up and move to her. When she turned they would be face to face and he just smiled down at her, his hands placing on her bare sides now, caressing the smooth skin.
He looked down into her eyes and quickly reached up to his shirt and removed it. Tossing it to the side he smiled looking down at her with a handsome smirk," You are so beautiful." He said as he ran his hand up her side and around to her back pulling her close. His hand rested inside the arch of her back as he pulled her closer. Leaning down he pressed his lips to hers now.
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Post by - - tessa phoenix ,, on Jul 24, 2009 20:34:42 GMT
She didn't notice as he stood up and walked over to her, she was concentrating more on trying to find a shirt before he turned around - but that didn't work. She pretended to not notice that he hadn't got up and that he wasn't standing behind her. Tessa did notice, however, when he placed his hands on her bare sides, once they were face to face. He smiled at her, caressing her sides gently as she licked her lips subtley and looked down to the floor for a few moments before looking up.
Ian removed the shirt from her hands and tossed it to the side; so... she didn't need a shirt, eh? Oh well, Tessa could get used to that idea. She took note of his handsome smirk and passed him one of her own. Then she blushed when he told her that she was beautiful, swallowing before looking down at the floor and back up when he ran his hand up her side and to her back; pulling her closer. His warm hands resting on the small of her back as he pulled her even closer, leaning down for a kiss. Tessa leaned into the kiss and stood up on her tiptoes to reach better.
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Post by ian phaneuf on Jul 24, 2009 20:43:18 GMT
The room all of a sudden started to get really hot. He pulled away from the kiss and just smiled at her, " I think we can skip breakfast." He said and leaned back now. He placed his hands on the bottom of his own shirt and removed his shirt. Throwing it to the floor beside her shirt he would smile once again down at her. He was all muscle, no doubt about it. Lean, and hard. He had a perfect chest and perfect abs. Not much for a girl to complain about when seeing him shirtless. His eyes followed hers and he leaned down kissing her.
After a few second she would reach down and quickly pick her up. Hands underneath her firm rear end. Moving to the bed he would gently and slowly lay her on her back, without even breaking the kiss at all. He was on top of her now. He had no plans on having sex, just some very fun and kinky making out, maybe a bit of rubbing but that was it. He pulled away now, elevated over her, their faces nearly inches apart. He looked down at her and just looked deep into her eyes," We can stop now if you'd like."
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Post by - - tessa phoenix ,, on Jul 24, 2009 20:55:18 GMT
It was a good thing that she wasn't wearing a t-shirt, because the room was suddenly too hot and she didn't know if she'd be able to handle it. Especially not where Ian was concerned. The kiss ended and he propsed that they should skip breakfast. "Mm, I much prefer making out." she mumbled against his lips, leaning in for a quick peck before he moved away and remove his own shirt so that the two of them were both shirtless. Green eyes moved over his chest, looking at the muscles, the abs and the smooth skin he'd gotten from the working out on ice; she smiled.
The kiss started up again, then she was in the air as she had been moments earlier, back at the rink. They were moving, backwards, towards the bed. A slight giggle escaped her lips as he laid her down on her back and climbed on top of her, Tessa couldn't help it, she didn't know why she giggled, it just came out. The kiss continued, it was getting slightly more kinkier, until he pulled up and looked down into her greens. "I'd rather not, stop." Tessa breathed, a smile across her pink lips as she reached across his shoulders and placed her hands on his back, pulling him back down to her so that they could continue the kiss.
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Post by ian phaneuf on Jul 25, 2009 20:28:23 GMT
:oWhen she said she would rather not stop he just gave a big grin and nodded. He felt her pull herself up and begin to kiss him. God it felt good to do this. It was not sex, but it was close enough to feel awesome. Their lips connected and their bodies together. He would relax into the kiss, his left hand gently sliding down to her stomach, and slowly up to her breast, but back down to her leg to pull her leg up so it was against his side. Her skirt also rode up so her panties shown. Their middles practically touching.
Damn it felt good, but he wondered how it felt to her? Because well they where practically humping each other it seemed. Well, dry humping is what it was, and he was pretty damn aroused to make it work.
He felt himself grinding against her with his hips.
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Post by - - tessa phoenix ,, on Jul 26, 2009 21:50:45 GMT
Tessa liked this, she liked it a lot. She'd never actually been this close to sex before, but it felt good and whilst she wasn't going to admit that Ian that she'd never had sex before, she probably would end up admitting that she was a little scared of doing it, with him. Not because of him, but because it was a relatively new thing for her... However, this was something close to sex, not actual sex; something she would later thank Ian for. They weren't exactly taking things slow, but at least it was at a pace they both agreed - whether it be in words, or not.
The kiss was like a wild fire; intense and full of life. His hand travelled across her stomach, up to her breast and down to her leg; pulling it up against his side. Tessa pulled her leg across his side and on to his back, her foot touching the middle of it as the kiss deepened more and more. She felt her skirt ride up her leg a little more... damn, it all felt so damn good, why was this?
Ian's hips ground into hers and Tessa let out a small moan, it felt good. She pushed her hips into his and brought her other leg up slightly and laid it to rest around his other leg, whilst her hands made their way down his back and back up.
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Post by ian phaneuf on Jul 27, 2009 22:05:47 GMT
It was getting a lot hotter in there, and well he was deffinatly aroused by her and her actions. His eyes opened slowly as he pulled away from their kissing, and he would look deep into hers, still grinding into her. This was close to sex as they will get for now. YEs they barely knew each other, but this felt SO fight and so good. He felt like he was almost to his own climax at that.
He just smiled down at her, leaning down further to her neck to kiss her neck. His eyes closed and his tongue and lips caressed over her neck. His pants had already kept down bellow his rear end, and his boxers and her panties where all that where keeping them from actually have sex.
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Post by - - tessa phoenix ,, on Jul 27, 2009 22:15:31 GMT
It was hot. Very hot and Tessa wasn't sure how much longer she could last. This was so close to sex, but how would she know? She'd never had sex before in her life, but for some reason this... all of this felt right, so right. Her leg on his back, her other leg wound around his and her hands running up and down his back as they continued to kiss. Sure they hadn't known each other long, but what difference did it make when they were obviously good for each other.
Ian stopped the kissing and smiled down at her, she smiled back up at him and reared her head backwards slightly when he decided to kiss her neck. She felt his tongue over her neck and arched her back a little, pushing her head further down onto the pillow so he had more access too her neck. Feeling the material of his boxer shorts against her panties caused a shiver up her spine. Her breath got caught in her throat and she mumbled something incoherent as her hand raced up to his head and her fingers intertwined with his hair.
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