Thread: Sweet Temptations (DareToDream & Silver Lining)

Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit . Molly's fear came true, and as she anticipated the one who was walking around downstairs to finally make an appearance, surely what she had in mind, was not for Cody to be shirtless. Her throat went dry, and she gazed towards him in wonder, hoping he wouldn't catch on to the obvious ploy she was trying to pull. Her napkin was thoroughly wet now, and she was still hopelessly blushing, feeling her guts twisting with a nervousness that only the object of her affection could conjure up. Went outside to run around? Sure, she could go with that. She offered him a small smile, not one that could handle being under pressure well. She was horribly guilty of touching herself to the sounds of him touching himself, and though in some degree his hands were just as dirty as her own, she felt as if she had committed a heinous crime. He had been in the shower. She, had been in the hallway, fingering herself whilst pressed up against the door. Yes, it was so much worse, and all she wanted to do right about now was curl up into a little ball and die of shame. Um, she began, her gaze stuck on the way his muscles rippled beneath the bare flesh of his back and shoulders. He was absolutely gorgeous. Molly knew she was far from his thought of interest, even if he had teasingly pried at her, tossed her a few stares and some lingering hugs. Perhaps it was all due to her mind playing some very unforgiving, cruel games with her. Either way, she felt as if he was far more superior in standing, and she, a naive...shy, timid little virgin, surely couldn't sate his appetite. Parents don't like the unnecessary sugar in our diets, she answered gently, her gaze finally dropping towards her feet. Why was he moving away from her? She tensed up and bundled up her napkin further within her palm, feeling the unspoken weight of a signature tension between them rise up once more. It was always there...just waiting to be broken. It drove her crazy, and it sure as hell didn't help her when her brother always managed to barge in as well, ultimately throwing to the wind any chance of her making it obvious to Cody, that she was willing to just...well...try something, anything. A kiss, maybe? Gods, she would love to kiss him. That thought would now haunt her for the rest of the day, and she hated herself for it. Damn her hormones... And damn Sam! She sighed at his insistence of there being something to interrupt, and she simply turned around to finally throw away the proof of her misdoings. Molly was more than aware of the fact that her brother was very, very protective of her, and she appreciated his somewhat smothering attitude towards guys being with her. It showed he cared, but when such a sentiment got in the way of her trying to be with the one guy that had finally caught her eye, well...least to say, it was frustrating. So, are you guys going to stay in tonight or go out, she asked, tossing them both a look from over her shoulder. Mom and dad called and said they were going to be late...and we'd have to make our own dinner, she explained, smart enough to not ask them to stay inside with her, to keep her company. It would be useless, they were grown men, and surely they wouldn't want to hang out with a barely legal, bookworm of a teen. Sure, she wasn't annoying...or finicky, or anything bad, at all. Yet, Molly just wasn't what would keep their attention for too long, was she?