bcauseofyou (bcauseofyou) wrote in supernextdoor, @ 2011-10-16 22:11:00 |
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Entry tags: | 09.12.11, paislee, paislee and xander, xander |
Too high, can't come down
who: Paislee and Xander
what: Interesting first Metting
when: Lunch time
where: Northern Secondary School/Xander's House
warnings: NSFW
Paislee sat down under the bleachers of the local public high school, saying her hellos to her friends as she was passed a joint. It was lunch time and she had come over from Branksome, needing to get the hell away from the spritz heads. Paislee couldn't stand the cunts she went to school with. They were a bunch of self absorbed bitches. No, she liked to spend her time with the common folk and their good drugs. None of them cared she was in a private school uniform, they just liked the coke she brought to their gatherings.
She handed over a gram of coke to one of the other girls as she was traded a few pills which she took immediately. She was already relaxing from her shit Monday. Mondays were such a clusterfuck she easily snuck out. She didn't intend on going back for the rest of the day.
Xander tended to skip most of his classes on most days. About the only reason he came to school at all was to get participation grades every once in a while that kept him from flunking out and to of course get some more drugs and then head back home to sleep most of the day. He'd not even bothered showing up the first few days of school and he doubted anyone would force him. The principal and guidance counselor knew his story and wouldn't make him do a damn thing if he didn't want to. He quite liked getting the special treatment.
He showed up that Monday though, hoping to score some form of popable substance and maybe some weed. That was why he was fast approaching the bleachers. Catching sight of the girl in the private school uniform had him arching a brow though as he plopped himself down beside her and reached over to take the joint she'd just took a hit from. "Private school?" he asked, taking a hit and handing it back to her. "What brought you over here?"
Paislee looked up at the new boy as he sat next to her, raising her eyebrows as he took the joint from her. "Obviously the same thing that brought you over here." she said, taking the joint back after he had had a hit. She took another hit before passing it back to him and taking out a baggie of coke. She used her pinkie nail which was a bit longer then her others to scoop out some of the fine white powder before sniffing it up her nose. "Name's Paislee. You are?"
Xander watched her scoop out the powder as he took another hit. He wasn't so much into coke, but hey, whatever got you your high was fine by him. "Xander." he murmured in response to her question. She didn't look very much younger than him and judging by the way she was handling her drugs she'd been dabbling for quite some time. "So if you go to the private school, why exactly are you snorting under the bleachers here?" he asked. "Don't they have fancy bathrooms for you to do that?"
She snickered as she slipped her bag of coke away before taking out a Hello Kitty pez dispenser and popping something that she washed down with some water. "Yes, but those fancy bathrooms are full of rich cunts I can't stand the sight of so I prefer to come here." she said with a shrug. She was even less of local than he, her accent strong Australian. "Where you from, mate? Not Canada."
He smirked a little at her comment and shook his head. "No, not Canada." he agreed. "Queens. New York." His accent was a little thick, but nothing overly obnoxious. Hers was obvious so he didn't even bother pointing it out. Since when did Australians because hot? Damn. "Can't say I blame you. Wouldn't want to spend all my time hanging out with rich cunts either."
"New York, nice. I haven't been." Her and her dad had been in Toronto for a year, but they hadn't taken any kind of vacation. She was considering just going on her own at some point. She wanted to do some partying in Manhattan. "Yea, which is why I spend more time cutting school than actually being in it." With her dad as the headmaster, she got away with a lot. "When did you roll into town? Haven't seen you hanging around here before."
"Not long ago." he admitted. "My parents died and I didn't want to stick around town anymore." he said, downplaying the situation as he often did. "But it's cool because at least it's still kind of busy around here. Nothing like back home, but it's not so bad I guess. I kind of like the quite sometimes. My house is out in the middle of a nowhere part of town so it's taking some adjusting too. Half the time I leave my television on because it's just too damn quiet. Gotta have that city noise."
"Sounds a lot like why I came here." she said. "My mom died so my dad moved us from Sydney to here." She leaned back against one of the poles that held up the bleachers of the bell rang. Everyone pretty much scattered, but Paislee just relaxed and took another hit. "You have your own place? Pretty cool."
"That sucks." he commented. "At least it was only one parent." he shrugged. "You made out better than me." he teased, giving her a flash of a smile, though there really wasn't anything but sick humor to his statement. He didn't much care that the bell rang and certainly wasn't going to scatter or scurry to class. Instead he shifted his backpack a bit on his shoulder. "It's pretty cool." he agreed. "At least I don't have to answer to anyone but bills fuckin' blow."
"I may as well of lost both. My dad drinks himself into oblivion and ignores me." she said with a shrug before smirking at him. "Bills would suck. I guess there are plus sides to a dad who doesn't pay attention when he pays the credit card bills or notice money missing from his wallet." She went into her backpack and pulled out a small bottle of rum. "Want some?"
He shook his head a little at her offer of the rum. "Nah, I'm alright. Gotta drive home and the last thing I need is to have to pay for my car to be fixed on top of my bills." he told her with a shrug. "Listen, you wanna get out of here?" Why the hell not? They were just sitting around here, at least they could sit around where it was a bit warmer back at his place.
Paislee shrugged and took a swig of the rum, thinking it over. "Sure." she said, hopping up and shouldering her messenger bag. She popped another pill out of her pez dispenser, washing it down with rum. "Lead the way, Xander." No, she really didn't know him. He could be a serial killer for all she knew, but Paislee was so numb from everything she didn't really care.
Xander gave her a little grin and stood up himself, adjusting his backpack and leading her towards the parking lot and to his Impala. Hey, he was even a gentleman and opened the door for her. Wouldn't his mother be proud? Of course the thoughts that he was having thanks to that short ass skirt were nothing to be proud of. Once she was inside, he headed around the car and climbed in himself, tossing his bag over the seat and cranking the car. "Forewarning, my house is creepy." he told her as he pulled out of the parking lot.
"Nice car." she said as she slid in, running her hand over the dash. She was a girl who could appreciate a hot car and he drove a hot car. "Creepy? Like Disney haunted creepy or House of a Thousand Corpses creepy?" she asked as she pulled anther joint from her bag and lit it up as they drove.
"House of a Thousand Corpses creepy. Like slasher hiding in the attic waiting to kill sort of creepy." he shrugged. "Not that there's actually a slasher in my attic, but it kinda looks like there is from the outside." he admitted with a little shrug. It was best to prepare her before she freaked at the sight of the house.
"Do me a favor? If you plan on cutting me up into little pieces, rape me first so I have one last hurrah before you off me." she said with a smirk, offering him the joint as he drove out of the city.
He took the joint from her and shook his head. "I don't plan on cutting you up into little pieces. Too much work, first of all, and second I don't really like killing people. And if I have sex with someone, I much prefer it's a mutual thing." he grinned as he took a hit. This girl was fast becoming very interesting to him.
"Good to know." she said, already hazing from all the pills she had took plus the weed. She took out the rum again and took a swig. "So, what's New York like?" she asked, curious. She had always seen it on TV and movies, but she doubted it was really like that.
"It's the city that never sleeps." he told her. "There's always somewhere to go and something to do. Tons of trouble to get in, tons of places to score and tons of people to meet." Maybe it wasn't exactly like it was on the television, but it often got pretty close in the media. New York was a busy place, of that there was no doubt. "I miss it sometimes." he admitted. "But this town's not so bad. Do you miss Australia?"
"Yea, Toronto has a decent night life if you know where to look." she said, which Paislee did. She had been in the city for long enough to know where to party. "Sometimes. I definitely miss the food. I haven't had good seafood in a long time." She raised an eyebrow as he pulled off into a dirt road. "Damn, you really do live out in the middle of fuckin' nowhere."
"Yup." he said with a nod as he made his way through a grove of trees and pulled into his gravel drive way. "Told you it looked like a horror movie." he commented as he put his car into park and turned it off. "No, I'm really not going to kill you. Promise."
"Holy shit..." she said as she peered at his house through the wind shield. "It really fuckin is." She got out of the car, her heels crunching on the gravel as she stared at his house. "This is like, high school kids throwing a party and getting slaughtered kind of house. I would so be dead. The slutty bitch who has sex in the creepy house always dies and well, I know me." she said with a laugh.
Xander arched a brow at her. "Planning on having sex in my house?" he questioned as he led her up the driveway and to the front door. He didn't even bother locking it because no one ever messed with his shit, not around here, that was for sure. Letting her inside, it was obvious he lived alone. It was a bachelor pad if there ever was one. A couch and a television and a coffee table all that filled the living room, aside from the shelf full of DVD's in one corner. "Home sweet home." he said. "At least it's not as creepy inside."
"Depends on how fucked up I get." she said with a smirk as he led her inside. She looked over everything as they came in, dumping her bag next to the couch and flopping onto it. "It's not Creepyville in here, you're right." she said as thunder rumbled somewhere far off. "It's pretty cool though." She pulled some stuff out of her bag, a pipe, a big bag of weed, and a bag full of pills. "Party?"
"You're like a pharmacy." he told her as he tossed his bag aside and plopped down on the sofa next to her. "Might have to keep you around." he teased, though it was sounding like a pretty good idea actually.
"I'm a regular street pharmacist yes." she said, packing the bowl with some pot with a crushed in vicodin. "If I can hang out at your creepy slasher house, I'll hang around." The place was actually really cool and while she barely knew him. Paislee thought Xander was cool. It helped he was hot too. And from New York. "Here ya go, mate." she said, offering him the bowl.
Xander wasn't quite used to the Australian slang and it brought a little grin to his lips. Still, he took the bowl from her anyway and shrugged. "Guess I could let you hang here." he told her. "Course I don't think Daddy would like that very much." Most dads were ready to strap their daughters in a chastity belt if they caught them hanging out with Xander, but that was besides the point. He took a hit from the bowl and then another because that shit was pretty fucking awesome and then handed it back to her as he let his head rest against the back of the couch.
"Like I give a shit what he likes." she said as she took a hit, laying back as well and arching her back a bit. "He doesn't notice me anymore. He's all fucked up and shit. How the hell he handles being Headmaster at Branksome is beyond me." She took a second hit before handing the bowl back to him, kind of off balance from being so wasted and leaning into him.
"He that fucked up over your mom?" he asked, figuring that was what the guy's problem was. No doubt it was the reason he buried himself in a bottle. He knew for a fact it was the reason that he did the same, over his mother's death and his issues with his father. He didn't mind that she leaned in against him as he took the bowl back and took one more hit from it. "You're gettin' pretty blazed there Paislee." he murmured, tipping his head against hers as he reached over to set the bowl aside on the coffee table.
"Yea. He moved us halfway around the world to try and forget." Paislee was happy to get away from the memories, but they were never completely gone. She often woke up in the middle of the night screaming from bloody nightmares about her mother. "Yea, I am pretty fucked up." she said, snuggling against him a bit as he lays his head on hers. "I'm enjoying it though."
She was pretty friendly all snuggled up to him like that. Not that he minded because she was soft and warm and he liked the way her body felt against his own. "Me too." he commented about enjoying it. "You're giving off some killer body heat." he murmured. "It's nice."
Paislee chuckled, her hand resting on his thigh. "Well, I'm glad you're enjoying yourself and my body heat." she murmured, closing her eyes as she soaked in being close to another human being. It had been a long time since she was close like this to someone. She had had sex, but it didn't feel like this. He knew much of the same pain that she did. No one else she knew could relate like Xander could.
Xander had experienced a few conquests, but he was finding that he genuinely liked Paislee's company. It was a strange feeling for him to say the least because most of the time he just steered clear of bitches to begin with and now here he was with a girl who he actually didn't mind listening to. Most girls like to talk about stupid shit like parties and going off to shop and pretend to toke on a fucking bowl for about two seconds before they went into coughing fits, at least Paislee rolled the same way he did. She was real and that was attractive to him. "Don't act like you're not enjoying my body heat." he commented back to her.
Paislee smiled. "Yea, I am. You're hot." she said with a smirk as she looked up at him. There was a pain in his eyes that was reflected in her own. Their lives turned upside down by one major event. They would never be the people they used to be, but fucked up versions of themselves. It was kind of nice, being around someone who felt it all, the realness of life people their age didn't understand.
"Hot, huh?" he said with a little smirk of his own. How could he not smirk at that. It wasn't everyday that someone he was actually attracted to told him he was hot. He quite liked the way it rolled off of her lips in that accent of hers too. "Well you're pretty easy on the eyes yourself."
"Thank you for the compliment." she said, grinning up at him. He was really hot and as high as she was, she was thinking of doing things no good girl would think of. "I'll have to show you some of the things Toronto has to offer, being as you're new to town and all." Paislee also wanted to show him what she had to offer, which was more than just the drugs littered on the coffee table.
He smiled at her, finding it was pretty hard not to do that at this point. Every little thing she did thus far was bringing a grin to his lips. "That would be cool. What sort of cool stuff is there to do around here anyways?" he questioned.
"Out in the state park there's raves." she said, snuggling into him a little more. "Clubs. I can get you a fake ID, by the way. College parties at the university. It's no New York City, but you can find a good time." Paislee was a girl that liked to have a good time and she had a feeling she could have a really good time with Xander.
Well Damn if this girl didn't haven't all figured out. She definitely knew what she was doing. Xander liked that about her. Already he was thinking that he would be spending a lot of time with her. "That'd be cool. You know you can stay here whenever you want. You'll just have to crash in my bed or in the couch."
"Brilliant. But I don't do couches for sleeping so bed it is." she said with a giggle. She was pretty well out of it but she was actually really enjoying herself. "In fact, I better text my dad some bullshit so he doesn't go postal on me." She quickly took out her phone and shot a text to her dad staying she was at a friend's house studying for chemistry. Total bullshit, but that way she didn't have to go home to see him drunk again. "Voila, all taken care of."
"So that means that you wanna stick around tonight?" he questioned. He sort of liked that idea actually. It didn't matter that they just met.
"Sure, mate. I mean, we have plenty of party stuff to keep the night going. Why not?" Paislee didn't care that they had just met either. She liked Xander easily enough and that was a rarity for her. Paislee knew a lot of people but no one she would consider a real friend. Maybe Xander could be that. Or something more.
That accent was going to do him in. Did she have to sound so damn hot? Xander was finding a definite appreciation for all things Australian, especially their women. "Cool. Works for me. We can order in pizza or something." he offered.
"You actually get delivery out here? Wow. They must like you." she said with a laugh, moving to lay on the couch, putting her head in his lap and looking up at him. "Pizza sounds good to me. But first." She actually fished inside of her white button down into her bra and pulled out a joint. "Shall we have another, mate?"
"I think that you just want me blazed off my ass so you can take advantage of me." he teased. Of course he wouldn't mind in the slightest if she did take advantage of him, hell he would really prefer she did.
"Is it really being taken advantage of when you want it?" she asked him with a smirk as she lit the joint up and took a hit before passing it to him. "I mean, unless of course you don't want to fool around..." she said flippantly, but she knew that wasn't the case. Paislee could tell when a guy wanted her and Xander wanted her. Lucky for him, she wanted him too.
"Guess not." he said with a little shrug. He did want her, even if it wasn't very long after they'd met. He was a teenage boy with tons of hormones raging through his body on top of the fact that he found it difficult to connect and relate to people. Paislee changed all of that. She understood him and still stuck around and hell she acted like she wanted to stay around longer. No girl had ever been like that, at least not one that he could stand for more than a couple minutes at a time. "I didn't say that." he told her with a little smirk. He lifted one hand and let it slide through her hair, the other took the joint from her so he could take a hit. "So you gonna tell your dad your at a chick's house?" he questioned.
She smiled softly as his hand went through her hair, her eyes sliding closed. "I didn't specify. He probably won't notice anyway." Paislee spent a lot of time out of the house lately. Only now she had somewhere cool she could crash at to go to now.
Xander could tell, no matter how much she tried to shrug it off, that Paislee wanted her father's attention. He might have been too drunk to notice her, but that didn't mean that the girl needed him any less. If anything, she probably needed him more. Xander continued to let his fingers slide through her hair and took one more hit before handing the joint back to her. "Well he should notice." he commented.
Paislee just shrugged and let the matter drop, taking the joint and taking another hit off of it. "This shite I got from an American like you." she said, smiling up at him. "The weed here is a lot different than Australia. The stuff I used to get was grown in the outback."
"You say that like it's bad to be an American." he teased, giving her a little smirk. "I seem to think that you're quite liking this American."
She chuckled, opening her eyes and smirking up at him. "I am indeed, mate, I am indeed." she said, reaching up and stroking his stubbly cheek. "Quite."
That earned a little smile from him. "I'm starting to think I might like it around here." he told her. It was certainly looking a lot better in Toronto than it had before he'd run into Paislee this afternoon. If hanging out with her for just the short time they had was already turning his mood in a more positive direction, he'd have to keep her around.
"Glad I've made your outlook on Toronto a positive one." she said with a giggling, taking another hit on the joint before giving him the rest of it. "So, are we gonna make out?" she asked bluntly, the mixture of drugs in her system mixed with her teenage hormones and attraction to Xander making her horny.
He took the joint from her and was in the middle of taking a hit when her question caused him to nearly gag on the smoke that filled his lungs. A little coughing fit later and he was just staring at her. Sure, they were teasing and playing around about such things but to actually hear her ask that question caught him a little off guard. "Like for real for real?" he questioned. "It's not very funny if you're just pullin' my chain."
"I'm not pulling anything." she said, grinning up at him. "We've been dancing around it so I figured I should just say it." It seemed perfectly logical to her, of course, she was also high and horny. "Is that a problem?"
Xander's eyes moved over her lips once and then back up to her eyes. Should he really say no if she was the one offering it up? She did have a great pair of lips and he had been wanting to get a taste of them anyway. Might as well take her up on the offer, right? "No." he told her. "Not a problem." At least not a bad problem. More like a 'if you kiss me too much, we're gonna have another problem' sort of problem.
Paislee sat up, facing him as she ran her hand through her hair. Her eyes traveled from his eyes, to his lips, then all over his body. He was a sexy guy, she had to admit. Paislee sensed she would enjoy kissing him.
Reaching up, Xander let his hand slide across her cheek and let it come to rest beneath her hair at the nape of her neck. "You're really gorgeous, you know." he murmured, eyes once more falling to her lips. Not that she probably needed to be told how pretty she was.
She let her eyes slide close as he stroked her cheek, shivering as his hand came to rest at the nape of her neck. "Thank you." she murmured softly, smiling softly as she opened her eyes.
Xander smiled at her and shook his head. "No need to thank me. It's true." And it was. Besides it wasn't his doing that made her beautiful. Perhaps it should be his father he was thanking. But that would involve moving and he'd be damned if that happened.
She smiled at him and taking the initiative, leaned in to gently press her full lips to his. She would let him do as he wished, but she had opened the door for him.
Well he couldn't really argue with those perfect lips, not when the were against his own. So Xander fell into the kiss, allowing himself to let the world around him disappear and to focus on nothing but Paislee. Parting his lips, he gently took her lower one between his and gave it a soft little tug, eyes opening to catch hers.
A shiver went through her as Xander began kissing her back. Her heart raced and she felt alive. She had not felt that way in a long time. Her eyes stayed on his as she moved to straddle his lap, her skirt bunching up a bit as she nipped his lip in return.
That skirt was probably going to kill him before this was over. The way it slid up her thighs and exposed more of her skin to him. Not to mention the fact that there was nothing beneath it but panties. Yeah, that definitely had his body betraying him and giving off at least one massive clue to just how horny he was. The little nip to his lip only added to that arousal. Yeah, making out had been a fucking awesome idea.
She smiled at him, feeling his arousal pressing against the dampness of her panties. Paislee usually wasn't one to give it up on the first date, but there was something about Xander that had her throwing all caution to the wind. She kissed him again, only this time she put some force into it.
The added force to her kiss earned a groan from Xander as his hands slid up her thighs and dipped just beneath the fabric of her skirt. Her skin was so damn soft and she was so warm. God she was evil. She was short-circuiting his brain. He briefly wondered if this was all a ploy to earn his trust or something but he didn't really care. She tasted fucking amazing so he just kept kissing her.
This was probably the most honest thing she had done in a long time. Usually she was scheming, but right now, she was just with him because she wanted to be, not for any kind of ulterior motive. She moaned softly into his mouth as his hands went to her thighs, her hips moving a bit against his.
That little sound she made caused the tiny hairs on the back of his neck to stand up. He was also pretty sure that most of his skin just rose in tiny goosebumps. Funny how just a sound could cause an achey sort of fire within a guy. His fingers pressed into the skin of her thighs and he rolled his hips up against hers in response to her little movement. If she wanted to tease, he could tease too.
Paislee shuddered as his hips rubbed against hers, cupping his face as she kissed him deeply. What was shocking is she actually felt something. A stirring in her cold heart she didn't recognize. Could this boy be chipping away at the careful walls she had erected around herself? There was no time to dwell as she was much to busy with kissing Xander. Her hips moved against and this time continued their gentle rocking as she kissed him.
She was quickly making it difficult for him to concentrate. Every little roll of her hips had his brain telling him to take her to his bed. Still, a small part of him wanted to be a gentleman and just behave himself. The horny part was gradually winning over the gentlemanly part, however. Pulling his lips back from hers, he drew in a breath and let his eyes meet Paislee's. "You're gonna make me want a lot more than I should from you..." he breathed, though that statement was already more than true.
Paislee panted a bit when he pulled away, her lips tingling from the lingering sensation of his kiss. She pressed her forehead to his, her hazel eyes locked on his. "I didn't know there was some kind of limit." she murmured breathily, her hips continuing their motion. She wanted him to take her to his bed. She wanted to keep feeling.
"There should be." he told her, his blue eyes staying fixed on hers. He knew that they shouldn't be doing this, but god it felt so fucking good. It just felt period. Perhaps that was why he wanted so bad to just let himself get wrapped up in her and not think about any consequences. He just wanted to hold onto her and forget about everyone and everything around them. "We just met and I don't want you to think I'm pushin' you into my bed..."
She smiled softly, stroking his cheek gently. "Xander, you're not pushing me. I'm the one who climbed into your lap, remember?" There was a part of her that was terrified he would reject her. She had felt it from her parents and she didn't take it very well anymore. "And honestly, I wouldn't mind a little pushing." she said with a smirk, grinding her hips against his.
He couldn't really argue with that. Especially when she was grinding her body against his like she was. He certainly didn't have enough blood in his body to keep track of both of his heads so he let the southern one take command and lifted Paislee up from the couch as he stood, leaning in to steal another kiss from her lips. "Far be it for me to deny a lady a request."
She let out a squeak as he lifted her up, wrapping her legs around his waist as she kissed him back with a grin. "Well, aren't you a fine young gentleman?" she murmured, her eyes dancing with amusement.
"Fine, yes. Young, yes. Gentleman? Probably not." he smirked as he carried her further into the house and into his bedroom. It was just as sparingly decorated, a double bed in the middle and a dresser with a couple of night stands. Clothes and things were strewn about because he was still a teenage boy, but he doubted she'd mind. He crawled over the bed with her, letting her head rest against the pillows beneath her before he released her body from his embrace and leaned in to steal another kiss.
Paislee laughed as he carried her into his room, and she forgot about everything else once he lay her on it, her hair fanning out against the pillows. Everything was focused on Xander right now. She moaned softly into his mouth as he kissed her again, her hands sliding up his arms.
Yeah, she was definitely allowed to stay in his bed for as long as she wanted. Especially in that tiny little skirt. He nipped at her lower lip and gave it a little tug as he let his fingers slide over her hip, guiding her leg up a bit higher on his hip. He'd never hopped into bed this fast with a girl, at least not one he liked, but who cared? He certainly didn't.
Paislee would stay in his bed as long as he would have her. She buried her fingers in his shaggy hair, rolling her hips against his once more as he put her leg higher on his. They were going fast, but she didn't care. She needed this as much as she wanted it.
Pulling back ever so slightly from her, Xander let his fingers slide over his back and down to the hem of his shirt, pulling it up and over his head and tossing it aside. Sure, there were still old scars from countless fights with his father but he was certain she'd just attribute them to fighting amongst other boys. He didn't really give her much of a chance to look at his scars before diving back into the kiss.
Paislee looked up at him as he slipped off his shirt. She could see the scars, but she was more interested in how sexy he looked. Then he was kissing her again and she was moaning, her hands wandering over his skin.
The soft sound of her moaning was a high unlike anything he'd ever experienced. Xander found that he couldn't get enough of the sweet taste of her lips. Whatever made her go to the public school that day he was definitely thankful for. It led him to her and to a connection unlike anything he'd ever felt. "You're so fucking beautiful." he whispered against her lips as he let his hips roll gently against hers.
A shiver went down her spine and her heart was racing. And none of it had anything to do with the drugs. His lips on hers, the fell of him above her, all of it was the most amazing thing she had ever experienced. No drug compared. She smiled from his compliment, rubbing her hips back against his. "And you are goddamn sexy." she murmured.
That brought a bit if a smirk across his lips as he stole another kiss from her. "I think you should tell me more about you... Like your last name." he chuckled. He should at least know that before he got her out of her panties.
That got a giggle out of her. They were rushing a bit, weren't they? "Summerfield." she said, her hands running over his arms. "I'm 16, from Australia, and I go to Branksome. Most of that you already knew but I figured I'd give you at least the facebook updates on me." she said with a laugh before kissing him again.
"I'm seventeen. Got emancipated after my parents died. Last name is Russo." Aside from that he didn't really know what to say about himself. "Guess I'm pretty boring." he teased.
Paislee chuckled, stroking his cheek. "No, you're not." she said softly before drawing his face to hers and kissing him once more. "This certainly isn't boring, is it?"
Xander shook his head a little. The was definitely nothing boring about what they were doing. "I could kiss you for days." he breathed.
She couldn't help but grin as his words, her fingers running through his hair. "Well, then I suggest you get to it. We have a lot of time to make out if you wanna do it for days." she said, eyes dancing.
That got a little smirk from the boy as his fingers slid upwards over her thighs, sliding beneath the fabric of her skirt so he could get rid of that pesky pair of panties beneath the fabric. Leaning in, he kissed her once more before he slid them down her legs and pulled them off completely. Tossing the material aside, he moved to undo her shoes, getting rid of those and her socks and lifting her leg by the ankle enough that he could gently press a soft kiss where her foot met her leg.
Paislee found Xander's attention to her much more involved than any of the other boys she had been with. Usually it was a five minute tryst in a closet or at a party and she came out of it with nothing. With Xander, he was actually seeing her and not just somewhere to shove his cock. She smiled as he kissed her ankle, a shiver going up her spine.
He continued to kiss along her inner calf and upwards towards her thigh. His eyes remained on her face, perhaps a silent question as his lips moved closer to the juncture between her thighs. No matter how badly he wanted to taste her, he didn't want to make her uncomfortable.
Paislee could see his intention and she let out a small moan in anticipation. Very few men enjoyed going down on a woman and Paislee had never had the experience. She nodded eagerly as his lips moved closer to her sex.
Well that was all the encouragement that he needed. He trailed in further with those kisses as he let his hands slide to her thighs, parting them as he drew nearer to her heated core. His eyes remained on her face, watching her every reaction. Turning his head as he reached the juncture between her thighs, he teasingly let his tongue roll along her folds.
She watched him as he moved closer and closer, leaning up a bit as his mouth made it to her sex. A gasp came from her as his tongue rolled over her and the sensation was amazing. Her head fell back against the pillows and she groaned. "Oh my god..."
The way she moved had him wondering if this was the first time someone had been in this position with her. He might have asked, but she tasted too fucking good and he was too eager to continue to even bother with pulling back now. Instead, he let his fingers slide upwards against her thighs and parted her folds so he could continue to lap at her flesh.
Paislee had been wet to start with, but this had her even more turned on. Small noises of pleasure fell from her lips as his tongue lapped at her pussy. She unbuttoned her shirt, feeling warm as pleasure went through her. "Bleedin hell..." she moaned, writhing on the bed.
He liked those words slipping from her lips, but more so loved the moans that escaped her. He continued to use his tongue to tease over her skin, his thumb sliding up to gently brush over that sensitive little nub of nerves, already hardening by his movements. He wanted to hear her make more of those gorgeous noises.
His thumb on her clit made her hips jerk upwards with a cry of pleasure, her hazel eyes going wide. Her hands went into his hair, tugging a bit as she whimpered from the amazing sensations he was giving her.
The whimpering only added to Xander's arousal. His hips rolled against the bed, desperate for a little friction to hold him off until he could bury himself inside of her. Teasing his tongue around her entrance, he slowly slipped it inside of her, his eyes on her face as he curled it against her inner wall.
Paislee wasn't prepared to the amount of pleasure his tongue would give her and she all but screamed as she pulled his hair, rolling her hips against his mouth. She was already close to coming. She could only imagine what it would be like when he was finally fucking her. "God Xander!"
Xander took advantage of the position of his nose, letting it brush over her clit. He continued to curl his tongue inside of her. He could tell by the way she was clenching around his tongue that she was close. The little groan that sounded from within her said as much.
For her first time being eaten out, it was amazing. Mind blowing. When his nose brushed her clit, mixed with the feel of his tongue moving inside of her, she exploded, screaming his name as she came, her body bucking on the bed from the immense pleasure that flowed through her.
Perfection. Pure and simple perfection. Every little roll of her body both purposeful and involuntary had him aching to be inside that heat that kept tightening in succession around his tongue. He groaned out at the taste of her, lapping up every drop she gave until her body calmed down and she seemed to be through that first climax. Moving to lay beside her once more, he brushed her hair from her face and gave her a little smile. "Guessing you haven't had anyone do that before?"
Paislee lay there panting, her chest rising and falling in rapid succession as she came down from the high of her climax. It had felt better than any drug she had ever taken. She looked up at Xander as he brushed her hair from her face, smiling softly. "Nope, you'd be the first to ever do that." she murmured, her hand running over his chest.
"Good." he murmured. "Now no one else can ever live up to it." he smirked. "I've ruined you for all other men." he teased. Though hey, maybe there was some truth to the statement.
Paislee laughed with a smirk. "Well, then I guess I have to ruin you for other women so we're even." she said, her eyes holding a wicked gleam. She pushed him onto his back, her hands sliding over his chest as she settled in between his legs. Licking her lips she undid his pants, pulling them down slowly along with his boxers to reveal his rather impressive hard on. "Hmmm, someone's horny me thinks." she said as she moved to get his pants off all the way, leaving him completely naked.
It amused Xander that he was already naked and she was still nearly entirely clothed. How the hell did that happen? Oh right, she'd just stripped him. "Whatever gave you that idea?" he teased, a little flush sliding over his cheeks regardless of his cocky - no pun intended - demeanor.
Paislee took off her shirt, leaving her in her bra and skirt. "This did." she said, leaning down and running her tongue along his cock from base to tip. "Mmmmm." she said, licking her lips before taking the head of his dick into her mouth, sucking gently on him.
Xander's head fell back against the pillows with a soft little groan. "Fuck." he whispered. Yes, he was done for. There were no two ways about it. If he wasn't already hard, he sure as hell would be now. His fingers moved to push her hair back from her face as he lifted his head again to look at her. "Don't think it's your first time doing that..." he breathed.
She chuckled around his cock before taking more into her mouth, inch by inch, sucking as she gripped his hips. No, it was definitely not her first time doing that. She and Bob Saget in Half Baked had one thing in common. They both sucked dick for coke. In this case, she was doing it because she wanted to. She wanted to make Xander feel as good as he had her and it made her even better than usual at it.
Biting his lower lip as he watched her, Xander found himself becoming even more aroused. How that was possible, he had no idea. Every little movement had him feeling like he might explode right then and there. The things she was doing with her tongue were just wicked. "Jesus..." he breathed.
Her fingers dug into his hips as she really began sucking him off. Her head bobbed up and down on his cock as she looked up at him, watching his facial expressions as she gave him pleasure. She had never seen something she liked so much as the look on his face as she sucked his dick.
The way she was looking up at him only added to the pleasure. Most girls just wanted to get this part over with but she almost seemed to be enjoying it. Xander gave her hair a little tug, fisting the strands and helping to guide her head in the directions he wanted it to go. "Just like that." he breathed. If she kept it up, it wasn't going to take him long to explode.
A shudder went through her as he gripped her hair and guided her head the way he liked. She let him, following exactly what he wanted, moaning over the length of him as her hips grinding against the bed. Feeling him in her mouth just made her want to feel him inside of her all the more.
The moaning around him had him teetering close to the edge. All the teasing certainly made it difficult to keep himself under control. Xander found his hips rolling upwards against her bobbing head and he couldn't help but groan in response to the feelings that were practically overwhelming him.
Paislee was looking to get him to lose control. His groan made her shiver, her hips grinding harder against the bed, her inner thighs slick from her desire. As he rolled his hips upward, she took all of his cock into her mouth, deep throating him and sucking hard.
Well if that wasn't a way to make him explode, he wasn't sure what was. "Fuck.." he breathed. "I'm... I'm gonna..." he whispered.
She looked up at him, caught his eyes and took him all the way down in her mouth and throat again, sucking as hard as she could to get him to come in her mouth.
Most girls didn't like swallowing and so when she knew what he was saying and continued to suck him off, even going so far as to deepen that sucking, he couldn't help but release. He growled out in pleasure and arched up against her, hips bucking a bit more shallowly as he let himself succumb to that pleasure. "Oh fuck..." he whispered, the last word held out and sounding more like two or three words than just the one.
Paislee let out a moan as he came, sucking gently as she swallowed. She pulled back once she had milked him dry and crawled to lay next to him, smirking. She looked like the cat who had eaten the canary. "Enjoy that?"
"Fuck yes..." he whispered, turning his head enough that he could look at her. "I think you were trying to kill me with pleasure." he smirked as he reached up to slide his fingers through her hair. "That was the goal all along, wasn't it?"
She smiled at him, closing her eyes as his fingers went through her hair. "Well, I don't want to kill you as then there can't be any more pleasure." she said with a giggle, opening her eyes and reaching over to stroke his cheek.
He smirked a little at her words. "Guess you have a point there." he breathed. "You're making me want to keep you around forever." he whispered, a lazy little smile slipping over his lips.
Paislee chuckled and moved closer to him. "Hmmm, that doesn't sound so bad to me." she said with a smile. She did like the idea of being around Xander. He was just like her in a lot of ways and that alone was comforting. She ran her hand down his chest gently. "That's if you can handle me, of course."
"I think I handled you pretty well just a couple of minutes ago." he smirked as he moved to roll on his side so he could face her. Slipping his arm around her, he pulled her in closer to him and stole a soft little kiss from her lips. "I'm pretty confident I can handle you just fine."
She had to admit he did do a damn good job. "We'll have to see then." she said, giving him another little kiss in return as she pressed herself against him.
"I think you're wearing far too many clothes." he murmured against her lips. "You should take them off." he added. "Maybe even make a little show of it." Which would just be too fucking hot. The thought of her dancing around in that skimpy little skirt had his cock responding already. That teenage stamina.
With a laugh Paislee slipped from his arms and off the bed. As if there was some kind of stripper music on, she began to dance, moving like a girl who knew how. Her hands ran over her body as she slowly unhooked the clasp in the front of her bra, taking it off and tossing it at him, giving him the breifest glance of her chest before turning around. She rolled her hips, unzipping her skirt slowly before letting it fall to the floor, showing off her perfect ass, slapping it before she turned around and slowly crawled onto the bed. "Like that?" she practically purred.
Xander watched her as she slipped from the bed. Every little move she made looked like it came right out of a music video crossed with a porno. The girl knew how to move her body, that was for damn sure. His favorite move though had to be when she crawled back towards him. Leaving was perfection but the look on her face as she moved in his direction had him aching for her. "Perfect." he murmured. "Absolutely perfect."
With a smirk she laid out on the bed, looking like some kind of sex offering. "Why yes, yes I am." she said, giggling as she looked over to him. "Looks like you certainly enjoyed it." She eyed his very hard cock and damn if she didn't want him inside of her.
He looked down and smirked a little before letting his eyes move back to hers. "Can't help it." he told her. "Involuntary response to fucking gorgeous." he shrugged. "You should help me do something about it." he murmured, leaning in to steal one more kiss.
Paislee kissed him back. "I should, huh? And what should I do?" She gave him this wide eyed innocent look, which was total bullshit, but she liked to play.
He brushed her hair from her face, tucking it behind her ear and giving her a broad grin. "Well..." he murmured, eyes flicking to the side table behind her. "See, there's condoms in that drawer over there." he told her. "If you're up for it... I obviously am."
She was definitely up for it. Stealing a kiss, she rolled over, going into the drawer and pulling out one of the condoms. "Magnum. Very nice." she said, waggling her eyebrows at him before opening the foil packet and taking out the thin latex. Slowly, she rolled it over his erection, keeping her eyes on his as she got it into place.
He smirked a little at her first comment and then it slipped away as she rolled the condom into place, a groan escaping him as her fingers worked that latex into place. "Top or bottom?" he questioned.
"Baby, stop asking questions and just do what you want." she said with a laugh, running her hand up his chest. "I just want you fucking me. Position isn't important." Paislee was quite blunt at times.
Well she was definitely blunt. Xander was left just staring at the girl, unable to even speak a word as his lips parted in a soft little breath. "I... I think I can do that." he whispered, slipping his arm around her waist and all but throwing her on the mattress. One arm on either side of her, he leaned in to kiss her, his body moving between her legs.
She let out a squeal as he tossed her, grinning as he moved above her. She slipped her arms around his neck as he kissed her, kissing him back with a moan.
Xander rolled his hips against hers, letting his cock tease along her folds. He ached to be inside of her and was so close to doing just that. Sliding his hand between their bodies, he wrapped his fingers around himself and slowly pressed against her. A mere inch or so and he was already experiencing the tightness her body held.
Paislee panted a bit as he teased, whimpering as she wriggled. Finally he started pressing into her and she groaned into his mouth. She was tight, still young and all, and Xander was by far the largest endowed male she had ever been with.
Rolling his hips again, he sank another inch or so inside of her. He didn't want to hurt her after all so he was gentle in the way he moved and gave her time enough to get used to having him inside of her before moving another inch or so. "You're so fucking tight..." he whispered against her mouth. "Might not fit..." he breathed. "Are you alright?"
Considering how the pair of them acted all night, she was actually surprised he was being gentle with how wound up they both were. She thought it was sweet of him and smiled softly when he expressed some concern about fitting. "I'm ok..." she said in a somewhat shaky voice, stroking his cheek. She helped him a little, rolling her hips to take more of him inside of her, letting out a pleasure filled groan.
He might have been high, but causing any pain in the girl's nether regions wasn't his idea of a good time. With one more roll of his hips, he allowed himself to hilt inside of her with a low rumble of a groan. God she felt good. So fucking perfect. "Good god..." he whispered as he leaned in to steal a kiss from her mouth. "You're never allowed to leave."
Paislee let out a loud moan as he hilted himself completely inside of her, her entire body shuddering. Her sex rippled around him as she chuckled as his proclamation that she could never leave. "Not sure I would want to leave anyway." she groaned out, slipping her arms around him.
He smirked at her words and nipped at her lower lip. He didn't move just yet, enjoying the feel of her body wrapped around him. He was certain that just being inside of her was the best feeling he'd felt this far in his young life. Did she have to be so warm and wet?
Her body began to adjust to having him inside of her and she relaxed, nuzzling him softly. It was an intimate move, for two people who had just met, but this felt like more than just any random hook up. Paislee didn't know what it was about him, but when he had told her she wasn't allowed to leave, that thought made her happy, which was something she hadn't felt in a very long time.
It was definitely a more intimate encounter than any other Xander had ever had. Perhaps that was why it confused him so damn much. He barely knew this girl, like many of his other conquests, but there was something about Paislee that pulled him in and made him never want to leave. he felt almost as though he'd known her forever. How that was possible, he didn't know, but he didn't want to let go of that feeling. Holding onto her for as long as possible was his initial goal. Slowly he began to move his hips, pulling back enough that he could watch her face as he moved.
As Xander began to move, Paislee let out a little moan, her fingers sliding into his hair as she looked up at him. She never looked at someone when she had sex with them. She didn't want to. But with Xander, it was different. She looked into his eyes and each movement of his hips was just...more than normal sex. She didn't know what it was at all, but she was lost in it, lost in him.
Xander shifted a little, letting himself go into a kneeling position as his hands found her thighs and pulled her up a little, lifting her ass off the bed and making the angle even more personal. He could watch each flicker of pleasure on her face and she could see him enter her with each thrust. It was pretty perfect as far as he was concerned.
A gasp came from her as he lifted her up, followed by a moan when he began thrusting again. Her eyes wandered to watch them come together time and time again. It felt amazing, Xander hitting all the right spots to cause her pleasure which was reflected in her face and the sounds falling from her full lips.
Yeah he definitely liked this position. He could press into her more deeply this way and that made her make more of those perfect little noises. He could hardly get enough of the way she felt and he ached to just feel more of her. His fingers trailed along her stomach and up to cup her breasts, thumbs brushing over her nipples as he leaned in to catch her lips with his own.
Well, the boy could certainly bend. Paislee moaned into his mouth as he captured her lips with his own. Her hips moved in steady rhythm with his as her hands ran over his arms. Her heart was pounding in her chest and with each thrust she felt herself growing closer and closer to her climax. God, she never wanted it to end.
He might not be the most muscular boy in the world, but Xander was very... bendy. He nipped at her lower lip before letting himself straighten up again and picked up the pace of his thrusts, pushing himself closer and closer to the edge. It wouldn't take long, not with how tight and perfect she felt. He'd be lucky if he lasted any amount of time.
Paislee groaned as he nipped at her lip, grinning up at him when he straightened. Then her face was just a mask of pleasure as he pistoned in and out of her. Her hands gripped the comforter and she cried out. "Xander!" she cried, looking up at him wide eyed. "I'm gonna come!"
His fingers pressed in against her thighs, his hips jerking a bit more erratically against hers as he drew closer to his own orgasm. "Come for me..." he breathed. "I'm so fucking close..." And it helped that she was screaming out his name. That was fucking sexy. One of the better parts of living in the middle of nowhere was being able to scream as much as you wanted, or in this case make someone else scream as much as you wanted.
His breathy command had her exploding, screaming out his name as she bucked against him, her climax ripping through her body. Pleasure like she had never felt ripped through her body and no drug could possibly compare. Her sex tightened like a vice around his cock and her chest heaved with her labored breathing. "Holy shit..."
The tightening of her body around his cock had his thrusts slowing down. His cock twitched inside of her and his thrusts were much more shallow as he lost the ability to form coherent thoughts or words. Groans and gasps were about all he could manage at the moment as he spilled himself into the sheath between them. A few more little thrusts to be sure he was entirely spent and he shifted enough that he could let her legs down so she'd be a little less bent and he could all but collapse on top of her. "My thoughts... exactly..." he breathed out.
Paislee smiled as he lay on top of her, obviously spent. She wrapped her arms around him, gently stroking his hair as they both relearned how to breathe. She usually wasn't one for cuddling, but with Xander she didn't want to lose the connection they had just yet, and not just the physical one.
Xander had never once 'cuddled'. Experiencing it now was definitely something new as far as he was concerned. It made his stomach all sorts of weird feeling. What was this girl doing to him? Already he felt like he couldn't let her go and all territorial over her. He wanted to make her his and wanted people to know that she was his. Why the hell was he thinking like that? They'd just met for Christ's sake. Still, he held tight to her, not wanting the moment to end.
She wasn't trying to understand anything at the moment. All she knew was what she felt and she was more than willing to just go for it. Paislee nuzzled him gently, her lips pressing gently against his neck. She still didn't say anything because she didn't know what to say.
He would have said something, but it was at that moment that the doorbell rang. "Oh fuck." he breathed. "The food." Which made him laugh a little. "Guess sometimes it's good to live in the middle of nowhere." he teased, leaning in for one more kiss from her before he carefully slipped out of her and toss the condom in the trash. "Give me a few and I'll grab the food." he told her as he slipped on his boxers and headed out of the room to do just that.
Paislee giggled as the door bell rang, remembering they had ordered pizza. A shiver went through her as he stole another kiss and went to get the food. She took the time to clean herself up in the bathroom and find one of his shirts, slipping it on and coming out of the bedroom as she heard the door close. "Want another joint?" she asked with a smile, holding up one.
Setting the pizza down on the coffee table, he smirked at her. "You look pretty sexy in that shirt." he told her, the smirk sliding into a grin as his eyes moved over her body. "I think I could definitely use another joint after that work out. And some sustenance. And then maybe another round."
She grinned widely and made her way to the couch, flopping down and lighting up the joint. "I think I can help with all of that." she said, handing him the joint before grabbing the paper plates and napkins, dishing out the pizza and pouring the soda.
Xander settled in on the sofa and took the joint she offered. Yeah, he definitely had to keep this one. He was sure and certain of that. She was supplying him with all the lovely things teenage boys liked and for some reason he was drawn to her. Leaving her was not an option.