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Thread: Last Chance (Mojito & Raivh)

Ah, there it was that smile of hers that broadened his own until his lips parted and he chuckled, knowing hed been found out. When she spoke, he listened, grunting when she wrapped him in a brief embrace and kissed him on the cheek. No problem. He inhaled, capturing her scent, the moment her soft lips made contact with the stubble that covered his jaw. Before he had a chance to grab her, she was off, running down the hall and disappearing into the bathroom. Shaking his head, a lopsided grin on his face, he flipped off the kitchen light and wandered downstairs to turn off the television. When he returned upstairs, knowing she was no longer in the bathroom because hed heard the door open and close a second time, he glanced down the hall to discover his bedroom light was on. Wandering to the open door, he peered in and narrowed his eyes. Ava, I know youre not asleep. His green eyes lingered on her for a moment, watching her back rise and fall with each breath in. Scanning the ceiling, his hand found and turned off the light, leaving them in complete darkness. Slowly, he shuffled over to the bed, stepping around boxes and random items scattered about the floor. Ava, he whispered, hitting the end of the bed once before launching himself up into the air. He landed beside her with a muffled thud as the bed bounced, jostling them both. There was no concealing the broad grin he wore that spread from ear to ear. I hope youre comfortable. Eyebrows arched, he pushed off the bed and moved so that his torso was crossed over hers, chest against her back, pressing her into the mattress. Because Im not moving. Turning his head so that he could see her face, he laughed, the sound reverberating from his chest to her back.
Thread: Last Chance (Mojito & Raivh)

Her defense broke little by little as her friend announced her poorly concealed lie. It was his move. As the lights when off, her eyes shot open. Taking in the sounds as he shuffled through the cluttered floor. His oh too familiar voice whispering her name caused her to instinctively brace herself for what could possibly come. She laughed out loud as she was bounced upon the surface of the bed then pinned like a wrestler. Her lips parted in a smile as she wreathed beneath his body. Bryce, how dare you wake a sleeping woman. Her body continued to use up energy to move until a loud sigh signalled her defeat. Didn't your mom say that you could sleep on her room and I could sleep in your room? A laugh escaped her lips after she spouted her lie. Even in the dark she faked a pouty face. Bryyyyyce...you're gonna crush my poor pancreas like this. A free hand searched for his face and cupped his cheek. Pleeeeeease.... Clearly someone wasn't sleepy.
Thread: Last Chance (Mojito & Raivh)

Sleeping woman, my ass, Bryce chortled, applying more of his weight onto her until she ceased her writhing. The grin on his face was a toothy one, devious. No, I dont think thats what she said. Shaking his head at her pouty expression and as she dragged his name out, he shifted, lifting a little more of his weight off so that he could prop himself up on an elbow. The only thing Im crushing is the liar out of you. Chuckling, green eyes closed, he opened them when he felt her hand slide over his cheek. He swallowed. Ava. Her drawn out please overwhelmed his voice. Exhaling, he pushed off of her and pulled her onto her back, the mattress moving as he did and creaking all the while on its old springs. After a few seconds of shifting around, he settled down on top of her, his chest to hers, one leg parting both of hers. His breath poured out his nostrils on a low sigh as he pressed a soft kiss to the tip of her nose, and then a firmer one to her lips. Prying himself away without haste, he stood up and snagged a shirt off the floor to pull on over his bare chest and stomach. You can sleep in here, he murmured, padding to the door. Im going downstairs to crash on the couch. Stubbing his toes once, he cursed and exited the room. The door scraped over the carpet as he pulled it closed, leaving her alone in the darkened room. Shuffling down the hall, he descended the stairs with heavy footsteps and walked to the closet to grab a pillow and blanket. When he settled down on the couch, he pulled the blanket and pillow over his head, arms folded and locked over them, muffling each Shit or Fuck that he uttered.
Thread: Last Chance (Mojito & Raivh)

Her laughter mingled with the sound of the springs as she won their little battle. Emerald eyes rolled, accompanied with half a smile upon her lips as her friend pinned her to the bed again. The kiss on her nose was sweet, the kiss to her lips was another matter. For a moment she had lost all thought. The moment she felt his weight lift she sat up and listened as he left the room to sleep on the sofa. Reality seemed to just be setting in. For a few more minutes her mind dwelled on what had just happened. Replaying it over and over in her head. What bothered her the most was the fact that she couldn't stop thinking about it. What the hell Bryce. Her lips whispered to the darkness of the room as she fell back onto the pillow with a soft grunt. A froth of ebony curls spilled onto the contrasting white pillowcase. It would be a little less than an hour before she would drift to sleep. Her heart painfully began to beat within her chest as she had another nightmare. It seemed that a change of settings was not the solution to solve her sleeping problem. In the dead of night she sat up in bed gasping and clutching the sheets to her chest. Holy crap... these were the only words she could manage to say. Breathing seemed to be getting in the way of her even trying to speak. She raked her fingers through her hair as the glowing of her phone caught her eye upon the floor. It must have fallen when she woke up. Her nerves were rattled and a deep breath was all she could prescribe herself. There was no way she was going to go and wake Bryce up for this stupid little matter. A reluctant sigh later, she picked up her phone and sat Indian style on top of the bed. Surprisingly she found herself wishing that Bryce were here. Her green eyes glowed in the reflecting light of her cellphone. The wallpaper displaying a picture of the two of them acting crazy when they were younger. Damn you Bryce... These words were mumbled but still audible to anyone paying attention. She would never get to sleep at this rate.
Thread: Last Chance (Mojito & Raivh)

For an hour Bryce lay on the couch with that pillow over his head, cursing both inwardly and outwardly. Hed kissed his best friend. He tried reasoning that it was because he wanted to freak her out, joke with her a little bit. His jaw was clenched so tight that he couldnt swallow, and when he could swallow, he couldnt breathe. By the time he jerked the pillow and blanket away from his face, tossing the pillow into the entertainment center, he was red-faced and his nostrils were flared out with each breath he drew into his lungs. His green eyes flickered to the staircase, wondering how he was going to look at her in the morning, let alone speak. His mother would catch on that something was amiss. Sitting up, he propped himself against the armrest of the couch. It must have been two or three hours he sat there, just staring at nothing in particular, before he glanced at the stairs again. Then at the clock the red numbers read 124. Breathing deep, he rose to his feet and crossed quietly to the stairs, climbing them two at a time without making much noise. When he reached the top, he could hear his heart pounding in his ears, and it only grew louder and more persistent as he padded down the hallway to his bedroom. He was shocked to see her awake when he opened the door, or rather, hoping she would have been asleep. Youre awake, he breathed, leaving the door propped open. He walked a little ways into the room and stopped a few feet away from the bed. Forcing a grin over his face, he slid his hands into the pockets of his sweats, avoiding eye contact. Bad dream? The casual faade dissipated quickly, and a knot formed in his throat. Ava, I, he began and furrowed his brow, turning toward the door as if to check and make sure it was still open. Swallowing, he let his eyes meet hers. The darkness shrouded most of her face, making it easier to look at her. You know I didnt mean anything by that kiss, right? Laughing, he continued. It was a joke. I thought youd get pissed, but the look on your face. You were so fucking confused. His heart was hammering away at his chest, hoping shed take his lie and run with it. Flopping down beside her on the bed, he scooted back against the wall. Being closer to her, he could see her face better, could make out expressions. So, what woke you up? Did you think something was going to drag you out of here?
Thread: Last Chance (Mojito & Raivh)

The heart that had slowly begun beating at its normal pace nearly jumped out of her throat when his voice sounded in the darkness of the room. Damn it Bryce.... The palm of her hand made a feeble attempt to still her pounding heart. Unknowingly she had slammed her cellphone shut. At this point, she couldn't have been more grateful for the dark as blood rushed to her cheeks. Ava was busted and a low little grunt of defeat was his answer. She couldn't have been more happy and yet so nervous at the same time that he was even here to begin with. As usual her instincts had her biting on her lower lip as he brought up the kiss he gave her from before. Half a smile took up her face as she knew something was off with Bryce. The painful heart beating beneath her chest threatened to burst from her cavity, but this time it was for a completely different reason. Yeah...I had a bad dream. Someone had snuck through my window and killed me without a single person waking up. Her eyes stared at the outline of her cellphone in her hands. She had deliberately delayed answering his first question as she mulled over her own thoughts. Bryce. She softly sighed his name in defeat as she placed her finger beneath his stubbled chin and placed a lingering kiss upon his own lips. There, now we're both equally confused. Her lips were but a hair away from his own when she spoke. She rested her head upon his shoulder casually, almost as though nothing had happened. Why are you still awake? Her hands were starting to get a little clammy out of nervousness. Despite her body being so damn tired, her mind was racing a million miles a minute, making it impossible for her to even close her eyes. Concentrating on her breathing was making it a bit hard to talk. The occasional heart lodged in your throat wasn't helping either. Why was he having such an effect on her all of a sudden?
Thread: Last Chance (Mojito & Raivh)

I figured, he muttered when she finally admitted that she had, in fact, had a nightmare. His eyes were glued to the cellphone in her hands as well, unconsciously avoiding eye contact. Not a chance. He laughed at the summary shed given him of her dream, and when she said his name, his gaze was impulsively and inevitably drawn straight to hers. She kissed him, her lips warm and lingering, breath mingling with his, and he nearly choked in response. Tense and shifting as she rested her head on his shoulder, he sat there in silence and didnt respond immediately after her question as to why he was awake. Something in her breathing had changed, and the hushed atmosphere of the room allowed him to hear her every inhale and exhale. Raising his eyebrows, he lifted his shoulders in a light shrug. He could smell the sweet aroma of her hair and skin, wafting in and tickling his sense of smell. I got up to take a piss and thought Id come check on you, he lied, licking his lips. The taste of her lips still lingered on his, and he cleared his throat, letting out a long breath into the dark. Glancing down at her legs, he slid his hand under her knees and pulled her lower body closer to his as he shifted toward her. His thumb brushed over her kneecap and the material of the shorts shed borrowed slid up her thigh an inch or two. Cheek resting against the top of her head, he lifted the same arm up and placed it around her shoulders, his other hand still tucked in the pocket of his sweats. You should have borrowed a jacket, too. Your skin is freezing, he teased, cracking a genuine grin. Her hair sifted under his cheek as he moved, lifting his head from hers. Sliding to the edge of the bed, he leaned forward and snatched the jacket he wore around everywhere from the top of a packed box. He draped it across her front as he settled beside her once again, mindful to cover her bare arms and shoulders. After a moment had passed, his arm around her once more, he chuckled. So, you think Ill find a French girl to bring back home in a few years? he asked, head against the wall as he stared at the film equipment he had yet to pack, fearing it would ruin his camera to be out in the cold garage all night. There was a hint of a smile on his face. How do you say I love you in French?
Thread: Last Chance (Mojito & Raivh)

Ava found herself using Bryce as a heating device. The warmth emanating from his skin was calming and soothing. Even the warmth of his lips lingered on her own. There was no obligation as he shifted her over closer to him. The closer the better....for some reason. He was always tending to her in one way or another at quiet times like these. Her head lifted from his shoulder for a moment as he shuffled to fetch his jacket and drape it about her shoulders and covering her arms. Her lips cracked half a smile at his sweet gesture. One....it's called a blanket. Two...I was born in Alaska. Three... Her body could no longer deny the shivers now making their way down her body as she snuggled closer to her friend. Thanks. A soft smile escaped her lips at the thought of what mischief he would get into in another country. A candid smile grew on her face as her emerald eyes continued to stare into nothingness, head resting on his shoulder as thoughts formed into words. Knowing you...you would so bring back a girl. At least to tap your mother's nerves, if you could. This was a moment she would definitely keep with her. The arm draped about her shoulders was more than comforting. It was kind of romantic in her feminist mind. Vous tes une vache sale. Ava nearly bit her lower lip off at such a lie. Don't say that to your mother or a cop. Her smile gave her away. Just kidding.... She placed a kiss upon his cheek and whispered the truth to his answer in his ear. Je t'aime Bryce. Secretly she meant it. The goosebumps dancing across her skin weren't from the chills of the air, but from the touch of his skin upon her lips. She took a deep breath as she sat her head against the wall. Like I said...don't use the first one, you'd be calling whatever girl you pick up a cow. No matter how accurate it may be. She grinned to herself at the thought of the hairy little slut traipsing about and what his mother would do if she ever met her.
Thread: Last Chance (Mojito & Raivh)

He chuckled. Ava knew him best. Just the idea of ruffling his mothers feathers made any day a great one. His gaze drifted to her when she began speaking in French, and he furrowed his brow. Holy shit, he muttered, shaking his head. There would be no way he would remember that. Any girl he met would have to speak English, or be hot enough and well enough into him to avoid talking. Then he caught her smile, and he narrowed his green eyes as she unveiled that the slew of French shed just tossed his way wasnt even the phrase hed asked about. Bitch, he said in jest. A grin on his face, his arm shifted, causing one side of the jacket to slip from Avas arm. His fingertips slid over smooth, cool skin, and his ears heated when she kissed his cheek, her breath flitting into his ear as she whispered a much simpler phrase to him. That one, he was almost positive was French for I love you. Retracting his arm, he rested both at his side as she spoke, telling him what he would have said if he would have taken the first translation shed given him seriously. Hm, he grunted with a slight laugh that made his chest jump. Is that how youve always seen the girls Ive dated? Rolling his head to the side, he looked at her, an amused grin on his face. The bed shifted as he did, leaning away from the wall and reaching for the cellphone shed been holding when hed entered. Is your background still that picture from freshman year? Flipping the small device open, he peered at the screen and laughed triumphantly, having guessed correctly. After a moment, he set it in his lap. Je taime, Ava, he said, jaw flexing as he swallowed. His green eyes were on her phone, staring down at the picture until the screen faded to black. Licking his lips, he took a deep breath reached for her phone again, closing it and returning it to her. He searched her face, repeating his statement. Je taime, Ava. Shaking his head, brow knitted into a crease, he turned his upper body and slid his arms under her, lifting her up and into his lap. Chest rising and falling in heavy breaths, the beat of his heart was swift when his lips found hers. It was too fucking late to be kissing her. Hed had years he could have kissed her, yet he chose to tell her he loved her now when it didnt matter anymore. She was going off to culinary school, and he was going away to France. Pulling away after the first soft kiss, he looked into her eyes. His pupils were dark, dilated to absorb enough light to see her face. Is it alright if I kiss you? he asked, murmuring against her mouth. Jaw taut, the hand on her arm tightened its grip, fingers pressing into the side of her breast. And I mean kiss you, Ava, not like earlier or just now. Until you cant breathe or pass out.
Thread: Last Chance (Mojito & Raivh)

She laughed in admittance. Every girl she had ever watched grace his arm was a simple slut in her eyes and he was just another victim on a long list of suitors. Her smile reflected the happiness she felt when they had taken that picture. The simple sound of his laughter rung clearly in her ear and eased her twisted aching heart. The first string of words jump started her heart until it felt almost painful. Her mind fought to see what jest he would throw after such words. A soft little cry escaped her parted lips as he hoisted her into his lap. This was far from what she had expected. Her breathing grew jagged and uneven. The jacket falling to the surface of the bed. The coolness of the air caressing her exposed flesh only to be washed away by the warmth of blood now rushing just beneath her skin at his touch. Heartbeats later she forgot how to breath, after one more kiss she felt no need to breath. Her hands glided up his chest and arms wrapped around his neck. This all would have made more sense if they were drunk. The only thing she could see herself getting drunk off of were his damn addicting kisses. Why now? It was one hell of damn temptation to wave at this time. Her mind flooded with well over a dozen 'what if's' in the time it took her to even comprehend what he had asked of her. The heat of his lips still lingered. She wanted a taste of him. A simple kiss was no longer enough. Logic and hunger fought and logic lost. I love you Bryce...what do you think? One arm slid from around his neck and the palm of her hand cradled the nape of his neck. Her heart matched her uneven breathing. She possessed his lips with a damn breaking passion she had never felt with anyone before. The warmth and delicious taste of him, probing the secret behind those lips. All thought washed away His trip to France, her culinary career, and their inevitable time apart.
Thread: Last Chance (Mojito & Raivh)

A flicker of a grin passed over his lips when she spoke, and the moment he felt her palm against the back of his neck, her ragged breaths pressing him onward, he intercepted her kiss. His lips parted and he opened wide, any control he had before misplaced. Her mouth was as sweet as honey, better even, and it was her flavor that encouraged him to delve deeper into their kiss. Tongue rasping over hers, he shifted, and without missing a beat had laid her back on the bed. The weight of his body pressed her gently into the mattress, and when he pulled his mouth away from hers, he caught her eyes. There was excitement in his the gaze he gave her. Fear. Love. Lust. Straddling her leg, hips pressed against her, the bulge at the front of his sweats undeniable, obvious, his mouth returned to hers. His tongue traced over her lips, her gums, before retreating so he could place another tender kiss on her lips. Shifting over her, he unconsciously brought his hips into alignment with hers, and the moment he felt the heat of her core pressed against his growing erection, he ground into her. Shit, he cursed, nostrils flared as he tore away from her. Im sorry. Thats too far. Not somewhere we want to go. Breathing heavily, he stood a few feet from the bed, still very clearly aroused as he paced. Well, it is. Has been. He glanced to her, eyes wild. Every muscle in his body was wound tight. Swallowing, he tried to even out his tone as his eyes flitted erratically about her face in the dark. Am I scaring you? I don't...fuck... His shoulders shook with an anxious laugh. It wouldnt be the first time hed had sex with a girl, and he doubted it would be his last. But the girl was Ava, his best friend the concept was more than strange, and yet his balls ached just imagining her body writhing under his.
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Her mind drifted into a dream like state. The weight of his body pressing her to the mattress. His swift maneuvering without even parting lips. She savored his taste, his touch, his scent. All her senses grew heightened. She sighed awingly at his gaze as she felt the first stirrings of dampness collecting the a heated pool of liquid between her legs. The contents of his sweats pressing against her leg only confirmed that he hungered for the same sweet release. Her tongue jousting with his, drowning her in his intoxicating taste. Instinctively her body arched as she felt his hard on grind against her hidden desire. Her eyes closed at body shuddered at the unknown feelings now surging through her body. Her eyes partially opened when her chest could finally take in more air as he got off of her. Her mind was still in a bit of a daze. She sat up and raked her fingers through her hair trying to clear the fog from her head. Her breasts rose and fell with each heavy breath. It was a bit hard for her to even speak. She shook her head at the thought of what they had almost done. He was leaving in a month, for who knows how long. Every inch of her body longe for his touch. Every contour of her body. She shifted herself onto all fours and crawled over to the edge of the bed. She could never live with herself if she didn't find out where this moment led to. What the outcome could have been. Ava had feelings for him. She would be advancing her feelings in this manner, but the possibilities would eat at her. No strings attatched. A free for all. You're leaving for another country. I dont know when I will see you again. One of us may be married by then. We may never get this opportuity again. In the end there would be no broken hearts. Deep down she knew there were other outcomes. Ones she dare not think of. I'll be heading home in the morning anyway. Her argument wasn't the best, and she wasn't even completely thinking with her head at the time. Take me Bryce... Her emerald eyes held her hunger and curiousity. A wonton desision based on desire.
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