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Thread: Crush on Teacher-phtlc and Charmed

Oh hell. Rick's sudden presense in the room should have been enough to break through my crying spell but unfortunately, it only made it worse. I felt ashamed of myself- breaking down in front of a student- yet, by the look on his handsome face, it became apparant rather quickly to me that he was truly concerned- not horrified by my lack of composure. Then he was there, beside me, rubbing my shoulders trying to console me. He had big, strong hands yet his touch was gentle, comforting. I paused when he knelt down in front of me, looking at him through tear filled eyes. I was past the point of dignity it seemed because when his hand tenderly moved the stray strands of my hair from my face, I actually closed my eyes and reveled in the contact. He sounded so much like the adult I had watched him become when he offered me a drink and without thinking I nodded my head, Do you have Scotch? That would be the best to calm the restless emotions that I seemed incapable, at the moment, of controlling.
Thread: Crush on Teacher-phtlc and Charmed

Scotch, definitely. I will get you a double.you look like you need it. With that I went and poured a Scotch on the rocks for her and grabbed a beer for myself. The realization that I would be having a drink with her and comforting her alone in this cabin, where the only light was that being cast by the fire, with the exception of the kitchen light whenever I went in there. The living room was dark save for the flickering lights from the fire and it seemed like a nice comforting place. I wanted to be out here in front of the fire, but she was in the room sobbing so I had to go take care of her. Coming back into the room I saw her slumped over trying to compose herself while wiping the tears away. I wanted to play this right and not push it too fast, otherwise she might withdraw. Handing her the glass I sat on the bed facing her waiting for her to be able to speak, as she took it gratefully and raised it to her lips taking a large sip, and closing her eyes for a moment. Look Stephanie, You are welcome to stay in here as long as you want, but I think the living room might be a bit more comfortable with the fire warming the room
Thread: Crush on Teacher-phtlc and Charmed

The scotch burned on it's way down my throat and then finally hit it's mark as it pooled in a warm puddle in my stomach. Th..thank you, Rick. I grabbed a wad of tissues that luckily sat beside the bed and inelegantly blew my nose. I noticed he had a beer in his hand and while my first inclination was to remind him that he wasn't old enough to drink- Oh, forget it Stephanie.. I thought to myself, it wasn't like he was a little kid. Look Stephanie, You are welcome to stay in here as long as you want, but I think the living room might be a bit more comfortable with the fire warming the room Click to expand... It's a good thing he was such a calm natured guy, he was thinking clearly where I was not, O.K., yes, you're right I stood, apparantly too fast because I suddenly felt a bit light headed and must have stumbled a bit because the next thing I knew, Rick was there with his arm around me..steadying me. Guess I must have stood too fast, thank you I said as we walked together into the living room.
Thread: Crush on Teacher-phtlc and Charmed

When she stumbled, I grabbed her by instinct, and put my arm around her to steady her, she grabbed me too with her arm around my waist. It was unintended yet it still felt incredible. Since her arm did not move, I kept mine where it was and steadied her as we walked to the living room. Sitting down with her in front of the fire I was shaking with excitement at the fact that I had been arm in arm with her and now we were in front of the fireplace alone having a drink. She still seemed to be working to compose herself as she gulped the scotch. I placed my hand on her back and started gently rubbing her back as she drank the rest of her drink. I could tell she was still upset so I went and oured her another scotch while grabbing another beer. Sitting back beside her I passed her the drink which she took with a grateful smile as she dabbed at her eyes. I continued to rub her back and massage her neck.
Thread: Crush on Teacher-phtlc and Charmed

I'm...well, I want to thank you, Rick....as well as apologize to you for my behavior.. I paused and hiccup'd, instantly putting my hand over my mouth, and giving him an embarrassed smile. The scotch was settling nicely in all the right places and making me feel much more relaxed. I know there is no excuse for losing my cool in front of you and I hope you can forgive me? Another hiccup and I giggled, thinking of how silly I must look to him. My hair had almost fully dried by now but hung wild and messy around my tear stained face but surprisingly he didn't seem to mind nor did he look at me as if I was a nut case- which I really appreciated. As the fire cast dancing shadows about the room, I looked at him.... really looked at him, maybe as I never had before. And without much thought after that, I leaned over and placed a kiss on his cheek, You're a great guy, Rick
Thread: Crush on Teacher-phtlc and Charmed

Her awkwardness was unexpected. The entire time I had known her she was always so confident and self assured and here she was shy and embarrassed. I wanted to tell her that there was no reason to apologize. I was thrilled the most beautiful woman in the world, who I had a massive crush on for years was now sitting in front of a fireplace with me having a drink as I massaged her neck. I was so anxiously nervous that no words came out. She started hiccupping and giggling which was actually quite cute and apologizing for it. Turning my head towards her to laugh with her about it I saw her staring at me, almost examining me. I wished I could know what she was thinking. She seemed to be deep in thought. Without warning she leaned over and placed a kiss on my cheek and saying something which I dont recall, because I was mesmerized by the fact that she had just kissed me. I turned to face her and she had not moved away, she was just staring at me while my hand was still on her neck. I cant recall exactly what I was thinking, it sort of seemed like an exciting blur, but for whatever reason I went to say something yet leaned forward and touched my lips to hers. She did not resist thank god so I continued to kiss her as she seemed almost limp and nervous. She was shaking a bit yet at the same time she was breathing heavier and her heart beat was picking up. She did however seem somewhat stiff as though something was bothering her. Moving my other hand to her I pulled her in and again she did not resist but I could tell she was uncomfortable about something. My age? My being her student? I dont know but despite her initial reaction she seemed to be a bit tense. As I opened my mouth hers opened to and I started probing in with my tongue..
Thread: Crush on Teacher-phtlc and Charmed

The kiss was so unexpected that it took me a moment to realize that the tongue that so tantalizingly swept inside my mouth making me feel tingly all over, was that of my student. Maybe it was the alcohol, yes, that had to be it, that despite my realization kept my mouth locked with his instead of pulling away. It was surprisingly easy to imagine that there was absolutely nothing wrong with what I was doing, the truth was that it felt damn good and my breasts were suddenly filled with an ache that had my nipples hardening with desire. Yet, it was the sudden moisture I felt between my legs that startled me into pulling away. R...Rick..
Thread: Crush on Teacher-phtlc and Charmed

All the nervousness I had felt up until this moment evaporated instantly. She did not get upset or slap me but rather kissed back. It was heaven. The woman I had dreamed about for years was now kissing me passionately in front of a fire in a country cottage with nobody for miles around to disturb us while a storm raged outside. I could sense by her reaction that she wanted this. She was pressed against me even though she had that tentative nervousness to her that lingered in the background. Then she suddenly broke the kiss..I was disappointed, but not defeated. I knew right then that she was feeling the same things I was feeling, even if she believed that this was wrong. I held her close and she did not pull away fully she simply broke the kiss and spoke my name with her voice shaking and her chest heaving as she breathed heavily, resulting in her bosom rising and falling sensuously underneath the robe. Keeping my face close to hers, I massage the back of her neck while playing with her hair and keeping her lips within inches of mine as her sweet breath plays across my face. What is it?
Thread: Crush on Teacher-phtlc and Charmed

What is it? Click to expand... Good question.... what was it that was happening here? I thought as I looked at him trying to find my voice. His eyes were alight with passion, so much so that it startled me and caused my breath to catch in my throat. My body was burning with a desire I had no business feeling and yet.... why did I find it so hard to refuse? Rick, I....I know you've had a crush on me for a while now- and believe me, I'm very flattered but...this...this just isn't right.....this has to stop here. My voice lacked the intensity with which I had intended but I made myself move farther away from him nonetheless.
Thread: Crush on Teacher-phtlc and Charmed

Her words could have hit me hard, but her uncertainty softened the blow considerably. She increased the distance between our lips but I still had my arm around her part way and was massaging her neck gently. She wanted to be with me. She felt it wrong because I was her student but I could see it in her. The way she fell into me, the way she initially kissed me, the way she responded when I kissed her, the way she trembled and the way she looked at me now..I could tell she was conflicted. Being my teacher was a problem, but I would never tell anybody about this. Why would I get her in trouble and end a romance with her. I wouldnt even tell my best friend. Massaging her neck gently, I reached out with my left hand and brushed some hair out of her eye and then gently touched her face, feeling its softness on my fingertips as she looked at me nervously yet with passion. Crush wouldnt adequately describe it. Ever since I saw you, I was mad about you. You were perfect. Even back when I was a skinny kid who first came to your class, I couldnt stop staring at you when you touched my hand I would stop breathing, when you walked past my desk the smell of you would get my heart racing. I have had girlfriends, but nobody satisfied me because the only thing I had on my mind was you. Im sorry if that makes you uncomfortable but its the truth I continued to rub her neck as I lightly played my finger across her jaw line , turning my hand over and gently running the backs of my fingers along her neck to her collarbone
Thread: Crush on Teacher-phtlc and Charmed

Oh Rick...I...I don't know what to say, I.... My eyes closed just for a minute as he gently caressed my face. Now it was me that was having a hard time breathing as my heart raced against my ribcage. I fought like hell to ignore the needs and wants of my traitorous body that couldn't care less about what was ethical or morally responsible-it cared only about the urgent, primal hunger that had been awakened and wanted to be fed. I turned away from his tempting touch and started to rise to my feet, thinking that if I could just get some distance between us, I'd be able to think rationally...that I'd be able to remember why this was so not a good idea and that it would be much easier to refuse his advances any further......
Thread: Crush on Teacher-phtlc and Charmed

She was losing her self control. Her breathing was accelerated, her face flushed and I could see her heart pounding against her chest as she trembled. She had the most wonderful scent coming off her body and I wanted to kiss her again and taste her. She was beautiful and I had her here in front of a fire with me. I knew I could make this work, if I kept her close, without scaring her. She wanted to do the right thing,.she desired to give in. I sensed it wouldnt take much more to make her lose that battle. She moved to rise, and I knew it was because she wanted space to regain composure. I knew what she yearned for and I wanted to make sure she could not get her mind off of it. She was here, and if I played my cards right, she was mine. A she went to rise, I stopped her, placing my hand on her shoulder pulling her down. She put up a very mediocre resistance if any. Wrapping my arms around her from behind, I pulled her in close and started kissing her neck, and the whispered in her ear Dont go. Lets not lose this moment, as I nibbled on her ear and squeezed her tight, kissing her neck as I ran my fingers through her hair
Thread: âLove~Or~Brotherhoodâ (xMILENKOx & lipslikemorphine)

It was a hot summers mourning as the streets were filled with the ferocious roaring of motorcycle engines. A group of ten men rode their steel steeds through town. These were The Outcast MC Motorcycle Club, one of the two Biker gangs that caused havoc in town amongst other gangs in town. Today though they had a score to settle, one of their youngest members was currently in Hospital after taking a severe beating on the highway. The bikes drove in a triangular formation with the superior at front and his second in command behind him and then the lesser ranked members at the back, almost like a pyramid chart. Though the chain of command was nothing like the military or a Mafia, they all were equal and considered themselves Brothers of a Brotherhood. At the front was The Outcast MC President Blake Talbot, a 33 year old Biker who took over the gang from his Father whom had to retire due to sickness. Blake was a tall man standing around 6'6 with a strong build, his head was bald and his eyes brown. He sported a dark brown goatee beard and silver rings hung from both his ear lobes. Blake was clad in a black leather jacket with The Outcast emblem on the back which was a skull with black wings beneath the emblem was a patch which said President and Above the emblem was a patch reading The Outcasts. Under the jacket he simply wore a white vest, black jeans and a pair of heavy black combat boots. Behind him was his younger brother Jason Talbot, a 24 year old Biker living in his Brothers shadow. Everywhere Jason went he was always referred to as 'Blakes Kid Brother' a term he grew to hate and desperately show he was more than that. Jason was tall but not as tall as Blake standing around 6'2 with a strong yet slim build. His brown hair was shaved at the sides leaving him with just a short dark brown Mohawk, his face covered with a short stubble and his eyes exactly like his brothers. Dressed simply in a black leather vest with The Outcast emblem on the back, a black t-shirt under the vest, black jeans that were tucked into a pair of black combat boots. Next to Jason was Paul Greenfield, a 34 year old Biker and best friend of Blakes. Paul was the gangs vice president. Behind these 3 were another 7 members of The Outcasts. The Biker who had been beat up was Jason's best friend, Kurt Francis a 22 year old Biker who had grew up with Jason though now instead of riding with his 'Brothers' he lay in a hospital bed surviving on a machine. Soon The Outcasts came to a halt as they pulled up outside a Bar that was known to be the hangout of The Outcast's rivals The Doom Riders. The Outcast knew it was them who beat up Kurt and were here to show their anger at the vicious attack on a lone biker on his way home. Blake climbed of his bike and picked up a empty beer bottle that lay on the ground. Throwing it at the Bar's window he hoped to get the attention of The Doom Riders. SHOW YOURSELFS YOU PUSSY ASS MOTHER FUCKERS! Blake shouted, his words getting cheers from his fellow Outcasts.
Thread: âLove~Or~Brotherhoodâ (xMILENKOx & lipslikemorphine)

The Doom Riders, another prestigious group of motorcyclists that roamed the city streets, raising havoc where ever they so chose. This gang saw themselves as above all other gangs, it was more than just to cause chaos to the city, or to raise a few heads, they were there to protect their home and of course the members of the Doom Riders. One member in particular was most important. Becky SinClair, the daughter of George Sinclair, who was the founder of the Doom Riders. George SinClair had retired and left the gang to his closest friend Henry Pride until Becky was old enough to handle it. Henry wore a basic leather jacket and leather pants, his shirt a plain white, but with a few grease stains here and there. It was your classic Outsiders look. Becky however seemed to stand out above the rest of them, she had long red hair that flowed just past her mid back. Her eyes shown a bright green, glistening off of the light, she could charm her way into and out of any situation. She knew what she was doing. She wore a leather half jacket that came to just below her breats, a white tanktop, and tight blue jeans with knee high combat boots on. She truly was the pride of the Doom Riders. Today the Doom Riders decided to hang out in their usual spot, Pauly's Bar and Grill. There was about 12 of them there today, and they all knew why. The OutCasts had accused them of beating one of their members almost to death, but that was not in the Doom Riders style. If they were gonna take care of somebody there was no chance for survival. Then they heard the beer bottle shatter against the window and the entire bar went silent. Damn Outcasts, what do they want now! Henry stood up quickly and began to make his walk out of the bar. Quickly followed by Becky and her younger brother George Jr. The other 9 members followed suit, grabbing thier stuff and heading out the door. What do you fuckers want now? Henry bellowed.
Thread: âLove~Or~Brotherhoodâ (xMILENKOx & lipslikemorphine)

DONT PLAY FUCKING STUPID WITH ME YOU GREASEBALL SON OF A BITCH!... YOU PUT ONE OF MY BOYS IN HOSPITAL!... Blake shouted angrily at Henry. With his words his Brothers gave angry shouts and raised fists. Standing beside his brother Jason stood defiant as he looked onto their rivals. Yeah there were 12 of them and 10 of us, but that wouldnt stop The Outcasts if a fight should break out. YEAH YOU FUCKING PUSSYS PICK ON A KID ON HIS OWN! AINT GOT THE FUCKING BALLS TO TAKE ON THE REST OF US! Jason added angrily after all Kurt was his best friend and right now as they spoke Kurt was being fed through a tube. Jasons words getting just as much a reaction from the rest of the outcast as Blake's did. Blake gave a quick pissed off glare at his 'kid' brother before turning his attention back to Henry. Casually behind Blake members of The Outcasts began to arm themselves with baseball bats, lead pipes and knifes obviously expecting a fight.
Thread: âLove~Or~Brotherhoodâ (xMILENKOx & lipslikemorphine)

Standing beside Henry, Becky had a smirk of arragonce across her lips. She knew all too well that the boys hadn' t had time to beat up their poor little boy, but whoever had took the pleasure right from them. Learn to keep your little brother in check there Blake. Henry bellowed out a laugh at the Outcasts accusations. Are you kidding me? Us, hurt your guy? I know this doesn't seem too far out of our turf. But if we had done it, your boy wouldn't be alive! The eleven others behind Henry cheered with excitement. They all grabbed their baseball bats and other such equipment, waiting for someone to make a first move. Instead Becky stepped forward. How about you little boys go home and take care of your own kind instead of picking a fight with us? I don't want to send your precious Jason to the morgue so soon. She smirked over at Jason, a look of despise in her bright green eyes. The truth was she really thought Jason was cute, if only he wasn't the rival brother, and her the rival sister. Then things wouldn't be so complicated.
Thread: âLove~Or~Brotherhoodâ (xMILENKOx & lipslikemorphine)

With Henrys words about Jason, Jason again couldnt help but stand his ground. HEY FUCK YOU OLD MAN OR I WILL BUST YOUR FALSE TEETH!.. Blake glared again at Jason who was starting to piss Blake off. then with Henry's words about if they had attacked Kurt he would be dead Jason once again went off on one. HA YOU KILL HIM! YOU WOULDNT HAVE THE BALLS! Then it was Becky who set him of for a third time. His eyes looked her over once again admiring her but she said the wrong thing at the wrong time. His feelings for her going on hold for a moment as he lost it again. HEY FUCK YOU LITTLE GIRL!.. Jason shouted as he moved forwards as if he was going to charge at her, though Blake grabbed him by his shoulder and pulled him back. Blake looked back at Jason and shook his head letting him know he wasnt happy with him. What the fuck you looking at me like that Blake they are the assholes that hurt Kurt!... you know what fuck you Bro if your just gonna stand there and let these assholes talk to us like shit Iam out of here!.. Jason's final outburst lead to him mounting his bike and storming off back the way they came. JASON!... JASON!... Vice President Paul shouted trying his best to calm Jason down, Blake just ignored Jasons and was actually thankful that he had gone. Paul looked over to Blake as if to say 'Are you gonna let him just do that?!' Blake ignored Paul also before turning his attention back to Henry. You just watch you and your boys Henry. If me and my boys se one of yours cruising alone were gonna take an Eye for an Eye! Blake said his last words as he mounted his bike. The rest of the outcast followed in sync with their boss before they all revved up their engines and drove away in a cloud of dust. A few insults were exchanged with lower ranked members of both gangs as The Outcast left heading back to their hangout. Meanwhile though Jason had just arrived at the hospital, parking up in the parking lock he removed his switch blade from his pocket and slid it into the saddle back on his bike. After all the Hospital had metal detectors ever since a Mobster got assassinated during an operation a couple of years ago. Casually Jason strolled into the hospital and eventually made his way to Kurt. Sitting on a chair beside his best friends bed he looked on as numerous tubes stuck into him feeding him all kinds of drugs and required nurturance. As well as the life support. Jason sat in silence knowing fine well Kurt couldnt hear a thing that he was so doped up on morphine he was more or less in a coma.