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Post by Cailana Morrow on Sept 9, 2013 18:09:05 GMT -5
His groan catches me off guard and I pause for a second before opening my mouth for his entrance. My hand runs over his side and I'm soon resting most of my body on him. I hadn't had this in a while...actually, after Jace, I wasn't even willing to be with anyone and here I was. Still not excited and not trusting but knowing that I would need this to grow. My free hand wraps around his neck and I tangle my fingers in his hair.
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Post by Jordan Cabilio on Sept 9, 2013 18:14:24 GMT -5
Her lips part and I slide my tongue into her mouth, brushing her cheeck before meeting her tongue. Her hand runs over my side and she presses closer to me and I want to take her tank top off, give her a moment to take my shirt off, but I really didn't want to break the kiss. Cailana's fingers runs through my hair and I retract my tongue, my hands finding the hem of her shirt to pull it up and over ehr head, dropping it to the floor as I raise my arms over my head to allow her to do the same to me.
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Post by Cailana Morrow on Sept 9, 2013 18:18:55 GMT -5
Our tongues dance for a moment as his meets mine before I allow him the chance to take over. His hands find the underside of my tank top and I lift my arms after pulling away so that he can take it off and I'm soon finding the hem of his shirt and lifting over his head. My phone goes off and I lean back to see that Alice was telling me she was staying the night with her friend. I shrug slightly before looking back at Jordan and placing my lips against his for a passionate kiss.
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Post by Jordan Cabilio on Sept 9, 2013 18:43:48 GMT -5
My shirt goes over my head, my hair falling back around my face and I huff softly as her phone goes off, an impatient look on my face. I really didn't appreciate interruptions in a time like this. Cailana turns back to me after a moment and I assume that it was nothing important. I kiss her back after her lips press to mine and I run a hand down the soft skin of her back, pulling her to me as I nibbled at her lower lip playfully, mentally grinning.
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Post by Cailana Morrow on Sept 9, 2013 18:48:11 GMT -5
His hand runs down my back and I'm about to lift myself up some until I feel my jeans get caught on something. I pull back enough to look down and see that my pants got caught in his hip piercings and I stay still, knowing that if I moved a certain way they would rip out. "Uh...help," I mumble, looking at him. One seemed to be caught in a stray string and wrapped pretty tightly. My eyes look up at him and notice the tattoo before going back down and I bite my lip.
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Post by Jordan Cabilio on Sept 9, 2013 18:56:32 GMT -5
A wince crosses my face as there's a sharp tug on my hip and I pull back to look where a string from Cailana's jeans had somehow gotten wrapped around it. "Oh, fuck." I breathe, reaching out to gently unwrap the string, not wanting to rip the skin. Soon I get it free and let out a breath, raising my face back to look at her. "That could've been a problem." I chuckle, rubbing the back of my neck with my hand. I lean forward to kiss her again, not wanting to stray too far from the matter I deemed most important.
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Post by Cailana Morrow on Sept 9, 2013 19:01:56 GMT -5
I look down as he unwraps the string and bite my lip a bit harder. It was kind of odd for me to be with someone in this way that had hip piercings and though they were hot, it was kind of a thing I was afraid of. He leans forward to kiss me and I stop him just short of my lips and climbing off his lap. Was I ready to actually go through with this? I sit in the corner of the couch and hold myself into a small ball so he couldn't see how freaked out I was. It was horrible to worry about this at this time and I didn't know how to explain it without bursting into tears though I wanted him to know it wasn't him.
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Post by Jordan Cabilio on Sept 9, 2013 19:10:30 GMT -5
She pulls back a moment before my lips would've met hers again and a confused expression crosses my face as she climbs off my lap. What had I done? I bite the inside of my lower lip, looking away as Cailana sat on the corner of the couch. "Whats.. wrong?" I mumble, not really knowing what I wanted to ask. I'd started to ask 'so.. no' but that sounded rather unfeeling, right? I run my tongue over my lips, looking over at her as I waited for an answer.
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Post by Cailana Morrow on Sept 9, 2013 19:14:57 GMT -5
I knew that he was looking at me, probably feeling rejected and shit but how could I care with the thoughts going through my head. When he asks me what's wrong, I pause and look away from everything. "I...I don't t-think I'm r-ready," I stutter, trying to hide the tears that had started falling. "I'm n-not read-dy to trust an-anyone," I say before hiding behind the pillow as if it would hide every bit of me. I nearly choke as I take a breath and I only begin to cry more as I remember this feeling again and I want to just run away.
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Post by Jordan Cabilio on Sept 9, 2013 19:28:33 GMT -5
I nod a bit as she speaks before reaching for my shirt to turn it the right way and then do the same to hers, handing it to her before pulling mine over my head. I was disappointed, yeah, but it was just a thing. And Cailana hadn't said she didn't want to, just that she wasn't ready. I frown as she continues and I look away, not knowing what to do. "C'mere." I sigh, reaching over to wrap my arms around her and pull her into my lap, holding her to me comfortingly.
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Post by Cailana Morrow on Sept 9, 2013 19:33:11 GMT -5
He hands me my shirt and I quickly pull it over my head before he tries to pull me to him. I whimper when I'm on his lap and want to move off though I don't. "Y-you won't hurt me, r-right?" I stutter, looking up at him. I felt like a child and it was a horrible feeling. I hated being so weak and so afraid of everyone. My head goes to his chest and I hide my face before letting out a soft sigh as I bury my head closer. "You smell good," I mumble against his shirt before closing my eyes.
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Post by Jordan Cabilio on Sept 9, 2013 19:43:18 GMT -5
"No." I reply softly, running a hand through her hair soothingly. I didn't add the 'not on purpose' part, but I assumed that it was a given. Cailana rests her head on my chest and I roll my eyes, chuckling softly as she spoke. "I can go if you want.." I mumble, resting my chin on the top of her head as I run a hand down her back. Things had been so hot just a moment ago and now I might be leaving- definitely not going the way I'd wanted it to.
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Post by Cailana Morrow on Sept 9, 2013 19:47:31 GMT -5
I calm down some and wrap my arms around him, pressing a kiss to his chest as his chin rests on my head. "No," I barely mumble, shocking myself. Normally, I would've jumped for someone to leave but for some reason I felt safe in his arms. A cough escapes me and I sit up for a second before turning and grabbing my water to take a sip before returning to his chest and snuggling close. "Sorry. I'm not use to...being around other people anymore," I say, looking down.
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Post by Jordan Cabilio on Sept 9, 2013 19:50:36 GMT -5
"Okay." I reply with a small shrug, kind of glad that she didn't want me to leave. I press a kiss to the top of her head, a small smile on my face. I always felt bad when other people did- it was just sort of in my nature. I tighten my grip around Cailana after she takes a sip of water before snuggling against me. "Its fine, though you could've warned me before I got my hopes up." I reply, pulling back to stick my tongue out at her playfully.
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Post by Cailana Morrow on Sept 9, 2013 19:56:07 GMT -5
My fingers wrap around his shirt for a second as he presses his lips to my head and I want to get closer to him though I already feel weird. He sticks his tongue out at me and I shrug slightly as I play with his shirt. "It happens...I was just in an abusive relationship," I trail off before taking in a deep breath and deciding not to continue. I was no longer going to think of that and Jordan didn't need to know all of the details at the moment though if he wanted to in the future, I would tell him. If he proved himself worthy that is.
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