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RP: Island getaway

Sep 23, 2007 19:01

Date: 23 September 2005
Characters: Mandy Brocklehurst, Zach Smith
Location: Mandy's flat and her family's home in Northumberland
Status: Private
Summary: Mandy needs to check on the wards around her family's home. Zach comes along for help and company.
Completion: Incomplete.

( It had felt terribly lonely to visit the deserted place in the spring. This time, she was bringing a friend along for company. )

september 2005, mandy brocklehurst, place: private residence, zacharias smith, place: outside shh

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shh_mandy September 28 2007, 10:52:50 UTC

Breathing out slowly, she smiled at him, wide and relieved, as she held on to his hand and watched him gaze out towards the island. The offshore breeze was blowing strands of his hair into his face as his eyes crinkled and his lips, parted in wonder, curved up into a grin of delight.

She laughed with joy as he looked at her and gave her his opinion, clasped his hand harder and responded warmly to his gentle kiss.

"And I can't wait to show it to you," she said, leading him by the hand out on the damp rippled sand. She shook her head, glancing up at him with another, more quiet smile. "It was hard, the last time I was here. So still and lonely, haunted almost. Homes aren't the same without people." Her fingers clasped harder around his again as they walked across, their steps sounding muted on the soft give underfoot. "I'm so glad you're with me, Zach."

shh_zach September 28 2007, 11:15:30 UTC

Their shoes left prints in the wet sand as they made their way across. Zach shouldered the bags and clasped the sleeping bag in one hand, holding her hand with the other.

"I'm glad I'm with you too, love," he replied, leaning close to kiss her cheek." And honored, that she'd bring him here. He knew how much she love the place.

He could see why, too. "So tell me something you used to do here, when you were little? What were your favorite things? I can tell you, I'd have been in the water, just as soon as it was warm enough. I love the sea." He smiled at her. "Who taught you to swim?"

shh_mandy September 28 2007, 20:47:12 UTC

She walked lightly on the sand, feeling how her feet knew this secret ocean ground, all her senses attuned to the familiar world of blue and wind and salt around her ( ... )

shh_zach September 29 2007, 15:19:58 UTC

He could hear how much she loved the place in her voice and Zach smiled, twining his fingers with hers and lifting her hand to his lips. "No webbed fingers. I'll check your toes later," he said, smiling as he kissed her hand, her wrist ( ... )

shh_mandy September 29 2007, 18:44:15 UTC

She was lost in thinking back and looked up nearly in distraction when Zach brought her hand to his lips, smiling happily as he kissed her fingers. "Yes, you can check on the toes later. Just to make sure," she agreed, inching closer to him as they walked, her hip brushing along his.

She followed him up the path, her hand still held in his, and walked straight into him when he suddenly stopped and turned. In the next second she was caught in a close embrace, and he looked down in her face and grinned at taking her by surprise, and just as she was starting to laugh, he grew serious and dipped his mouth to hers. The kiss was more passionate than she'd expected, deliberate and hard but charged with a tenderness that had her closing her eyes and clutching at his shoulders, her chest constricting with all the emotions closing in on her.

"Thank you," she replied, her voice a hushed breath over his lips. She looked at him in wonder as he stepped back, looked at Zach at her island, and let out a sigh ( ... )

shh_zach September 29 2007, 19:08:09 UTC

Dizzy from the kiss, he smiled at her and then followed her up to the house, waiting patiently as she opened the door and took down the wards.

The furniture was covered with white sheets and the place seemed dim, but that was made better when she opened the curtains, letting light suffuse through the room. The wooden floors were a rich brown and the walls were light and covered with family photos, some of which had the dark eyed little girl that he'd imagined outside. Even empty, the house gave the feeling that it was a warm place, and he understood why she liked it so much.

Dropping the bags, he looked up as she spoke and smiled wickedly. "Yeah," he said softly, licking his lips and walking toward her. Reaching up, he cupped her face, stroking both his hands through her hair as he looked down into her eyes. "Show me."

shh_mandy September 29 2007, 20:24:07 UTC

That smile. He could turn her mind to mush and her heart to racing delight with it. And that was even before starting on what it could do to her body.

She turned her cheek into his hand for a moment, closing her eyes and kissing his palm, before looking in his eyes again. "All right." Taking him by the hand, she walked up the narrow, winding stairs. "Watch your head," she warned automatically where the stairs turned. "The ceiling's pretty low right here."

She led him down the narrow hall upstairs, painted wooden doors leading off to bedrooms on either side. Hers was at the end, the maiden's bower, as it had been humorously named by the family. Her hand rose to the door handle and slowly pushed it down, eased the door open. Her heart beating faster, she stepped inside the room with its lace-covered bed and crocheted pillows, its lace-curtained window facing blue-grey sky and sea. She turned and saw Zach stand in the doorway, and felt her face suffuse with an unexpected heat. "I've never had a boy in here," she told him softly.

shh_zach September 29 2007, 20:49:23 UTC

Her hand was warm in his and she tugged him forward, leading him up the spiral staircase. He ducked his head when they came under the low part of the ceiling and followed her into the hall ( ... )

shh_mandy September 29 2007, 22:22:18 UTC

There was something in Zach's eyes as he stepped inside. Something about the raised eyebrow, the sensuous set to his mouth, the teasing challenge in the words. She stood nailed to the spot and just felt the beat of her heart and the heat in her face and the twisting, soft hunger inside ( ... )

shh_zach September 30 2007, 02:51:13 UTC

"No, you'd have been safe. I'd not have had the guts to touch you then. Not like this."

Her head fell back against his shoulder and oh, the sound that fell from her lips at his touch made him ache. He nuzzled against her throat, laving soft kisses over her pulse point, up over her jaw, against her ear.

God, the way she talked about thinking of him. He wanted her to, wanted to imagine that she'd lain in that bed, her hand sliding beneath the covers, between her thighs, wet from the thought of him.

At her last comment, he lifted the hand on her hip up to touch her face, tipping her chin toward him. "I'm still your friend," he said seriously, looking into her eyes for a moment before kissing her softly. "That won't change. It wouldn't have changed then."

The hand on her stomach slid up higher, shucking her shirt up, and he groaned softly against her mouth as he cupped her breast. The soft lace of her bra slid under the pads of his fingers and he couldn't help grinding against her just a bit, wanting closer, and more and now.

shh_mandy September 30 2007, 11:06:29 UTC

She opened her eyes again at the touch of his fingers under her chin, her mouth curving up to a smile in response to the grave reassurance he gave her. "I know," she whispered, between the kisses, telling him with the tender way she kissed him back that it held just as true for her ( ... )

shh_zach September 30 2007, 16:40:18 UTC

Her arm twined round his neck, opening her chest to him, and she arched her back, pressing her arse against his cock. Her voice was broken and gruff and the most beautiful noises that she made spurred him on ( ... )

shh_mandy September 30 2007, 18:58:53 UTC

She groaned into his mouth when he deepened the kiss, her head falling back against his shoulder in perfect surrender, opening to his tongue, arching into his hands. He pushed up her shirt, opened the bra, and it felt so strange, to be standing right in front of the sunlit window in her old room with Zach's hands on her breasts. Strange, but so good she was mewling and squirming from the pleasure, from his deft, gentle fingers stroking and twisting her nipples until the sensation was a keen delicious hum through her whole body ( ... )

shh_zach September 30 2007, 19:26:45 UTC

Her hand slid from his neck as she braced herself against the glass. In the next heartbeat, her fingers gripped his wrist, slid down over his hand, guided him inside of the flimsy material of her knickers.

His breathing accelerated at once and he shifted, spreading his legs as well as he ground against her, rubbing into her arse as his fingers were pressed down over her damp curls and dripping folds.

Fuck, fuck, oh fuck...

"Fuck, yes, show me," he whispered, letting one finger dip inside of her, feeling her own fingers on top of his. With his other hand he shoved her trousers and knickers down over her hips and he pressed his forehead against her shoulder as he looked down between them. Her bare bottom was canted toward him, and his erection was pressed against her cleft as they moved together. She was so fucking wet, and he reached down to open his own denims, pushing them down and letting his cock bob forward, pressing naked against her arse ( ... )

shh_mandy September 30 2007, 21:21:35 UTC

His fingers slid steadily, slowly, back and forth in her folds, grazing her clit over and over, while he pushed her jeans and knickers down over her hips so they lay bunched low on her thighs. She felt the rough material of his trousers slide over her bare skin as he kept rocking and grinding into her, pressing the hard ridge of his erection against the cleft of her bottom, and she slanted the small of her back to meet him, moaning continuously now. When she felt his hand between them, working on the buttons of his jeans, it was a dizzy relief. She wanted it here, wanted it like this, like he did, and she half opened her eyes to take in the unreal blur of sea and sky outside as she waited, lips parted as she panted for him, waited to feel the smooth heat of his cock slide over her skin and press inside.

She wasn't prepared for what he did, making her wait longer, saying her name and asking her, while a long finger slid slowly in and out of her, his palm gently rubbing over her clit. Her breath left her on a choked sob. She knew what ( ... )

shh_zach September 30 2007, 22:43:31 UTC

Her body undulated against his, her soft, warm skin dragging against his throbbing prick. She had no idea how fucking sexy she was, arching into him, her breasts pressed flat against the glass, rubbing, her breath coming in sobbing gasps.

She wanted this as much as he did. He hadn't realized before now. It was odd, because he assumed she was more reserved, more timid, but she wasn't at all. She wanted the same things he did and her asking for it made him gasp and thrust forward, shoving her tighter against the glass.

Fuck me.

"Ohgod," he whimpered, bending his knees and holding her hips as he moved, sliding his cock down underneath her, jabbing upward blindly a few times before taking his fingers from her clit and gasping as he guided himself between her folds. The head of his cock slid in easily, snug inside her tightness, and he pulled her hips back and down as he thrust up hard, biting back the urge to cry out as he took her ( ... )

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