Backlog: Sass and Gray
Who: Grayson and Sassafras
When: January 25, 2012
Where: Sass’ house
What: Lust
Sassafras had just finished her evening routine and settled down on the couch when there was a knock at the door. She waited a moment but her parents were off at some discussion about the Flashes. She knew she’d have to get up eventually. With a sigh, she pushed the blanket off of her and stood up. Opening the door, she wished she’d kept it closed as the memory of what she’d seen rushed heat throughout her body. “I’m not sleeping with you.” She said, crossing her arms, suddenly cold in just shorts and a t-shirt as the cool air came in from outside.
Gray’s lips quirked. He didn’t have any real reason for being here except that she’d dumped soda on his girlfriend’s head and he couldn’t stop thinking about how it felt to be buried deep inside of her. “Everyone keeps saying it was a glimpse of the future. So, I think you will sleep with me. You definitely want to.” He walked into the house, not even bothering to wait for an invitation.
“I do not.” She did. But, currently, that wasn’t the point she was trying to make. “In my flash I was at my gram’s. Knitting. So, whatever you saw, it’s not going to happen.” She closed the door behind him and followed him down the hall. God, she hated him for walking around her house like he owned it. He was such a prick. A really really attractive and overly confident prick.
He looked around her house. It was nice, way smaller than his, but like still full of expensive looking shit. At her words, he turned and looked at her. “Oh yeah? You were at your ‘gram’s?’ You suck at lying.” He raised an eyebrow and studied her face.
“Stop.” Sass said as she looked away, faltering under his gaze. After the flash it felt like Gray knew things about her that she hadn’t wanted to tell him. Normally she didn’t care. Sex was sex. This time things felt so entirely out of her control that it made her uncomfortable. Returning to the living room she asked, “Why’re you here?”
Gray shrugged. He walked into the living room and sat down on the couch. “You dumped soda on my girlfriend’s head in front of the whole school. I don’t know...a girl like that has some giant balls considering my girlfriend is Quinn Fabray.” His eyes roamed over her body and he could remember how her skin felt pressed against his.
“So what? What did she think was gonna happen when she had that friend of yours slushie me?” Sassafras replied as she sat down next to him. Stretching out so her legs were resting in his lap she continued, “Outside of that shitty school Quinn Fabray doesn’t mean anything to anyone.” She rolled her eyes. “Well, I guess, she means something to you since she’s your girl and all.”
He looked down at her legs, his hands immediately falling to them. He stroked them lightly and he let his gaze travel to her face. “You care enough to make a comment like that. And shit, I ain’t mad or anything that you did it. Just said that shit took some balls. Especially since you’re about to be one of the most hated people in school and shit. I mean people secretly think that shit was cool, but no one would ever say it out loud.”
Sassafras laughed as she leaned back against the pillows behind her. Her hands settled on her stomach as she watched Gray’s move against her legs. “I know. It’s going to be awful.” She sighed and then shrugged. “It’s done now. I can’t take it back and I wouldn’t if I could.”
Gray shrugged. “That doesn’t matter. If anyone even knew I was here, they’d give me mad shit. Lucky for you, I don’t care.” He leaned over towards her and nuzzled her cheek. “So, tell me how wet your panties got from that flash.”
“Oh, yeah? Why?” Sass asked, not really caring about the answer as Grayson shifted closer. She tilted her head and settled her hand on his shoulder. Squeezing the muscle beneath the material of his shirt she could remember what his bare skin had felt like against her fingertips. “I don’t think I need to answer that.” She said softly. “We both know it was good, Gray. You said so yourself.”
“Right. So, maybe I came over so that we could just start doing it. I mean, it’s going to happen, right?” He asked. He didn’t really buy into that shit that it was the future or anything, but if it got him into her panties, he’d say anything.
Laughing again Sassafras pushed back into the couch so that Gray settled more on top of her. “I told you when I opened the door that I’m not sleeping with you.” Shaking her head, she couldn’t help the amused smile on her face as she continued. “Do you hear yourself? You came to ask about Quinn, your girlfriend, and see if you could get me to sleep with you. You have a girlfriend, Gray. Doesn’t that mean something? Go sleep with her if you want to get off.”
Gray pressed his hips down against hers. He was getting hard and he smiled down at her. “Yeah, girlfriend, not wife.” He ran his fingers up and down her side. “Does it mean something to you? The other day I told you I ‘had someone’ and you could give a fuck. Babe, I’m on the same page.”
Sass’ eyes fluttered as she arched up into Gray. “You weren’t dating. It’s different.” Sass had spoken with Niki and she was supposed to be doing things differently and not making the same mistakes. But Gray was a mistake that felt so good. “It’s... ” she bit her bottom lip as her eyes closed and she gathered fistfuls of Grayson’s shirt so that she could could she pull him closer, “It’s supposed to be different.”
“Why?” He asked, still rocking into her. Yeah, she definitely wanted him and he was hard and ready. His fingers brushed the underside of her breast and he bit down on her clavicle. “Why does it need to be different?”
Sass realized that this would be so much easier if Grayson didn’t know what he was doing. It would also help if she didn’t already know how good he felt. Gray wasn’t some fumbling first timer and his touches and the memories had already set off a dull ache within her. She became increasingly pliant beneath him. “You mean something to her. She should mean something to you.”
Gray pulled back and narrowed his eyes. “Since when are you her friend? Didn’t you just pour soda on her head?” He asked, squeezing her leg. “Stop making excuses for wanting to fuck me. I want to fuck you. So, let’s just do it. Don’t worry about my girlfriend.”
Laughing, Sass reached up to smooth the crease in Grayson’s brow with her thumb. “It’s obviously your way with words that everyone falls for.” With a smile she lifted up to kiss him. Her right hand settled on the back of his neck and she gently pulled him forward to keep their lips connected as she leaned back again. She ended the kiss slowly and when they separated her voice was breathy as she spoke. “I’m not sleeping with you today. Next time you want to get your dick wet try not reminding me that you have a girlfriend.”
Groaning, Grayson pulled away. “High school girls are fucking teases,” he grumbled, straightening. “You brought her up, by the way. So next time, don’t do that and I won’t talk about her.” He pressed another kiss against her lips and started to stand. “I should probably go.”
Sass sat up as well. “You probably should.” She leaned forward to press her lips to his neck as her hand settled on his thigh. Nipping at his ear, her fingers slid along the inseam of his jeans and she whispered, “Before you embarrass yourself.” Laughing as she stood Sass stretched and nodded toward the hallway they’d come through. “Come on Quinn’s knight in shining armour. Since you were such a poor guest I’ll be a good host and walk you out.”
When: January 25, 2012
Where: Sass’ house
What: Lust
Sassafras had just finished her evening routine and settled down on the couch when there was a knock at the door. She waited a moment but her parents were off at some discussion about the Flashes. She knew she’d have to get up eventually. With a sigh, she pushed the blanket off of her and stood up. Opening the door, she wished she’d kept it closed as the memory of what she’d seen rushed heat throughout her body. “I’m not sleeping with you.” She said, crossing her arms, suddenly cold in just shorts and a t-shirt as the cool air came in from outside.
Gray’s lips quirked. He didn’t have any real reason for being here except that she’d dumped soda on his girlfriend’s head and he couldn’t stop thinking about how it felt to be buried deep inside of her. “Everyone keeps saying it was a glimpse of the future. So, I think you will sleep with me. You definitely want to.” He walked into the house, not even bothering to wait for an invitation.
“I do not.” She did. But, currently, that wasn’t the point she was trying to make. “In my flash I was at my gram’s. Knitting. So, whatever you saw, it’s not going to happen.” She closed the door behind him and followed him down the hall. God, she hated him for walking around her house like he owned it. He was such a prick. A really really attractive and overly confident prick.
He looked around her house. It was nice, way smaller than his, but like still full of expensive looking shit. At her words, he turned and looked at her. “Oh yeah? You were at your ‘gram’s?’ You suck at lying.” He raised an eyebrow and studied her face.
“Stop.” Sass said as she looked away, faltering under his gaze. After the flash it felt like Gray knew things about her that she hadn’t wanted to tell him. Normally she didn’t care. Sex was sex. This time things felt so entirely out of her control that it made her uncomfortable. Returning to the living room she asked, “Why’re you here?”
Gray shrugged. He walked into the living room and sat down on the couch. “You dumped soda on my girlfriend’s head in front of the whole school. I don’t know...a girl like that has some giant balls considering my girlfriend is Quinn Fabray.” His eyes roamed over her body and he could remember how her skin felt pressed against his.
“So what? What did she think was gonna happen when she had that friend of yours slushie me?” Sassafras replied as she sat down next to him. Stretching out so her legs were resting in his lap she continued, “Outside of that shitty school Quinn Fabray doesn’t mean anything to anyone.” She rolled her eyes. “Well, I guess, she means something to you since she’s your girl and all.”
He looked down at her legs, his hands immediately falling to them. He stroked them lightly and he let his gaze travel to her face. “You care enough to make a comment like that. And shit, I ain’t mad or anything that you did it. Just said that shit took some balls. Especially since you’re about to be one of the most hated people in school and shit. I mean people secretly think that shit was cool, but no one would ever say it out loud.”
Sassafras laughed as she leaned back against the pillows behind her. Her hands settled on her stomach as she watched Gray’s move against her legs. “I know. It’s going to be awful.” She sighed and then shrugged. “It’s done now. I can’t take it back and I wouldn’t if I could.”
Gray shrugged. “That doesn’t matter. If anyone even knew I was here, they’d give me mad shit. Lucky for you, I don’t care.” He leaned over towards her and nuzzled her cheek. “So, tell me how wet your panties got from that flash.”
“Oh, yeah? Why?” Sass asked, not really caring about the answer as Grayson shifted closer. She tilted her head and settled her hand on his shoulder. Squeezing the muscle beneath the material of his shirt she could remember what his bare skin had felt like against her fingertips. “I don’t think I need to answer that.” She said softly. “We both know it was good, Gray. You said so yourself.”
“Right. So, maybe I came over so that we could just start doing it. I mean, it’s going to happen, right?” He asked. He didn’t really buy into that shit that it was the future or anything, but if it got him into her panties, he’d say anything.
Laughing again Sassafras pushed back into the couch so that Gray settled more on top of her. “I told you when I opened the door that I’m not sleeping with you.” Shaking her head, she couldn’t help the amused smile on her face as she continued. “Do you hear yourself? You came to ask about Quinn, your girlfriend, and see if you could get me to sleep with you. You have a girlfriend, Gray. Doesn’t that mean something? Go sleep with her if you want to get off.”
Gray pressed his hips down against hers. He was getting hard and he smiled down at her. “Yeah, girlfriend, not wife.” He ran his fingers up and down her side. “Does it mean something to you? The other day I told you I ‘had someone’ and you could give a fuck. Babe, I’m on the same page.”
Sass’ eyes fluttered as she arched up into Gray. “You weren’t dating. It’s different.” Sass had spoken with Niki and she was supposed to be doing things differently and not making the same mistakes. But Gray was a mistake that felt so good. “It’s... ” she bit her bottom lip as her eyes closed and she gathered fistfuls of Grayson’s shirt so that she could could she pull him closer, “It’s supposed to be different.”
“Why?” He asked, still rocking into her. Yeah, she definitely wanted him and he was hard and ready. His fingers brushed the underside of her breast and he bit down on her clavicle. “Why does it need to be different?”
Sass realized that this would be so much easier if Grayson didn’t know what he was doing. It would also help if she didn’t already know how good he felt. Gray wasn’t some fumbling first timer and his touches and the memories had already set off a dull ache within her. She became increasingly pliant beneath him. “You mean something to her. She should mean something to you.”
Gray pulled back and narrowed his eyes. “Since when are you her friend? Didn’t you just pour soda on her head?” He asked, squeezing her leg. “Stop making excuses for wanting to fuck me. I want to fuck you. So, let’s just do it. Don’t worry about my girlfriend.”
Laughing, Sass reached up to smooth the crease in Grayson’s brow with her thumb. “It’s obviously your way with words that everyone falls for.” With a smile she lifted up to kiss him. Her right hand settled on the back of his neck and she gently pulled him forward to keep their lips connected as she leaned back again. She ended the kiss slowly and when they separated her voice was breathy as she spoke. “I’m not sleeping with you today. Next time you want to get your dick wet try not reminding me that you have a girlfriend.”
Groaning, Grayson pulled away. “High school girls are fucking teases,” he grumbled, straightening. “You brought her up, by the way. So next time, don’t do that and I won’t talk about her.” He pressed another kiss against her lips and started to stand. “I should probably go.”
Sass sat up as well. “You probably should.” She leaned forward to press her lips to his neck as her hand settled on his thigh. Nipping at his ear, her fingers slid along the inseam of his jeans and she whispered, “Before you embarrass yourself.” Laughing as she stood Sass stretched and nodded toward the hallway they’d come through. “Come on Quinn’s knight in shining armour. Since you were such a poor guest I’ll be a good host and walk you out.”