RP: School lunch

Nov 22, 2007 00:02

Date: 22 November 2005
Characters: Mandy Brocklehurst, Zach Smith, Adair Smith
Location: The school, then 4b River Place
Status: Private
Summary: Mandy joins Zach at the school for lunch together.
Completion: Complete.

Nice to see you at work, Smith. )

november 2005, mandy brocklehurst, place: private residence, zacharias smith, place: school

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shh_zach November 22 2007, 04:48:32 UTC
There were ten minutes left of his first year lesson when he noticed a very familiar figure walking onto the grounds. It took a lot of self control not to turn around and watch her walk.

He really liked watching her walk. He liked watching her doing just about anything.

But he kept his eyes on the kids and smiled when he noticed Adair give a small wave at Mandy. He was really glad that his brother liked her. It meant a lot to him.

Adair blushed after he waved and went back to acting like a little prat with his mates, as all eleven year old boys do, and Zach went back to keeping an eye on the fliers who weren't as comfortable on their brooms.

One in particular was hanging from the handle and screaming and Zach got to her quickly, helping her up and drying her tears. Once settled, she took off again, this time a bit better, at least upright. That was always good.

"All right. Brilliant. Everyone dismount. Let's get carry our brooms back to the supply shed. No flying over there," he said, looking pointedly at Adair who was still ( ... )

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shh_mandy November 22 2007, 10:18:37 UTC
Her gaze followed his long legs up and she bit her lip and blinked at him innocently. "Flying lessons? Wasn't that what you gave me last night?" she murmured. "I distinctly remember my feet leaving the ground at some point ( ... )

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shh_zach November 22 2007, 17:13:24 UTC
He bit his lip and raised an eyebrow. "Do you? I think when it comes to that, you can teach me a thing or two. You always do."

She untied his trainer and then called him sir and if she wasn't careful he was going to take her home and forget about lunch. "Minx," he grumbled, sliding his hand up her arm as he kissed her again. "And don't you worry about their respect for me, not after teasing me like that. I'm glad you had a good start and yeah, I was enjoying myself. Even moreso now."

She leaned back and her hair tumbled over her shoulders and her body stretched out beneath the pale robes that she wore. He let his eyes drift over her, the soft curve of her breast beneath the fabric, her slender waist, before he brought his eyes up to meet hers. "Get used to it. I'm afraid I can't help myself. What are you wearing under those robes, anyway?"

He grinned at her and shook his head. "Right. You're completely innocent. You do remember that I was there for my private dance, yes?" He looked over the grounds. "I don't know if Adair will ( ... )

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shh_mandy November 22 2007, 21:41:17 UTC
"Yeah? I like that I can teach you things too," she said in a near whisper, smiling up at him. "It's only fair that it works both ways, right?"

She leaned up into the next kiss he offered. "It's not teasing if one really means it." Her smirk grew wider at his good-natured grousing. She reacted to his unhurried scrutiny with a slight arch of her back, flushing with pleasure under his admiration. "I'm wearing exactly enough under," she informed him, raising her chin. "Not too little and not too much. Does that answer your question ( ... )

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shh_zach November 25 2007, 23:00:30 UTC
They stopped moving as her back hit the wall and his hand automatically went to the back of her head, keeping her from getting bumped there.

"'s 12:30 or so," he murmured, bending to kiss her throat as his fingers worked over the fasteners of her robes, slowly tugging them open to reveal that gorgeous, butter yellow top that seemed to cling to her skin. He let out a soft moan of longing and fisted his hand in her hair, gentle but firm, and pulled her head back, pressing his lips to her throat, nipping the soft skin there, and then sliding his tongue across the red area in apology. "God, Mandy..."

Her pressed his body against hers, pinning her against the wall, one thigh pressing between hers as he continued to tug at her robes, opening them slow, like she'd asked, his fingers trembling slightly. "Don't want you to have a long day... but I do want you to come for me. I don't... think... that'll take us too long. Do you?"

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shh_mandy November 26 2007, 10:40:58 UTC
She rested her head back into the cradle of his palm, sighing as she felt his mouth on her throat. His fingers worked slowly down her robes, opening the tiny hooks and untying slender ribbons and she leaned back in a heavy, sweet trance of submission, arms at her side and palms pressed against the wall, allowing him anything he desired, at the pace he chose. The sound he let out as he brushed the outer layers aside and saw what was under them made her shiver, as much as the fleeting touches of his fingertips over her collarbone, her chest, over her belly through the thin bright silk ( ... )

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shh_zach November 26 2007, 22:42:33 UTC
She melted into him, pliant and warm, and the submission made him growl again, barely restraining himself from biting that gorgeous throat. Down to her waist, he paused, sliding his free hand up her chest, fingers splayed wide, panting softly against her skin as he slid his palm up over her breast.

"I don't want it to. Want to taste you. Want you to come on my tongue." he whispered softly to her, before kneeling, his mouth dragging over one taut nipple on the way down, sucking through the soft fabric, wetting the hard flesh. Further down, he pushed the camisole up, lapping at her belly, as he started using both hands and making quick work to get her robes the rest of the way off.

Her thighs were warm and soft against his knuckles and he could smell her, salty and musky and sweet. His mouth watered and his cock throbbed in his trousers. "I know you said I couldn't wank," he said, sliding his tongue into her belly button as her robes fell open. "But I'm hoping you'll let me touch myself. I really want to come to the feel of you ( ... )

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shh_mandy November 26 2007, 23:56:38 UTC
Zach's hands on her were entrancing, so incredibly warm and knowing as they uncovered her and caressed, a soft growl in his throat. She whimpered and shifted against him while he palmed and stroked her breast. The nipple rose stiff and aching, pushing into his palm when she arched into the touch with her whole body, the sensation racing through her ( ... )

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shh_zach December 3 2007, 11:51:23 UTC
Zach held his breath, watching her. His hand slid over her ribs, touching, slipping up underneath the camisole and cupping her breast as he slowly, steadily sank into her.

She seemed to pulse around him, the muscles clinging to his cock, wet and hot and perfect. His hips pressed tightly against the inside of her thighs and he moaned, squeezing her breast and leaning down to kiss her, lick at her lips.

"Am I hurting you?" he asked softly, gently rolling his hips in a soft circle and sliding his other hand underneath her. "God, so beautiful. Love being in you, love feeling you around me." He nudged her head to the side with his nose and kissed her there, right beneath her ear, his breathing unsteady as he slowly started to pull out. There was absolutely no way he'd last very long.

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shh_mandy December 3 2007, 19:06:07 UTC
She writhed, low gasps spilling over her lips, as Zach slid his palm over her breast, caressing while he pressed slowly inside her. His gaze on her held her helplessly in thrall, so soft and passionate, intent on her reactions. Eager to comply with his wish, she kept her arms above her head, but her legs wrapped around him, securing him close, and he moaned into her mouth as he kissed her ( ... )

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shh_zach December 3 2007, 22:24:48 UTC
Her thighs wrapped round him and pulled him in deep, holding him close as he slowly moved against her. Her skin was so soft beneath his touch, against his sides and chest and belly. He'd never get tired of feeling her like this.

So sweet, so warm, so soft, so wet. He slid into her easily, undulating against her, trembling already, muscles taut with tension. God, he was so fucking close.

Her little breathy replies didn't help. He pressed in deep, holding still for a moment, and pressing his forehead to her shoulder, gasping for a moment before grinding out, "Hush. You keep talking about it and I'll come way before we're ready." He gave a breathless laugh and looked up, brushing her hair back from her face and bumping their noses together. "You're gorgeous. And you drive me fucking mad, you know that?"

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shh_mandy December 4 2007, 10:27:20 UTC
She smiled realising his predicament, his muscles straining and trembling against her as he breathed deeply to hold himself in check, and then laughed when he rubbed his nose over hers. He wore the most sexy grin, half rueful and half roguish, and she adored him so much she thought she might burst from it.

"Eskimo kisses," she muttered, grinning back at him. "Always so charming." Half closing her eyes again, she sighed, stretching under him and arching up in pure erotic enjoyment, pressing into his caressing hand on her breast and around his hard length inside her. Restless pleasure raced through her, her arousal still honed and on the edge after her first orgasm, and she knew with a sensuous certainty that she'd come again. But maybe she ought to shut up about that, give Zach a fighting chance to savour this.

"Don't have to talk at all," she whispered, tilting her face up and slanting her lips against his, her tongue flicking gently inside his mouth.

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