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Heartbeats sound so loud if they're the only noise...; Definate content warning needed.
Topic Started: Aug 7 2016, 10:40 AM (407 Views)
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((Will McKinley continued from I've Got You, Under My Skin))

"Rea, would you please give me a few minutes? This suit is really starting to pinch and I'm getting more and more afraid it's simply going to burst at the seams should I do anything even resembling vigorous. You know where everything is, so make yourself at home." With this, Will pulled off his shoes and carefully ascended the stairs to his room.

Carefully peeling off the various layers that had caused him so much annoyance for the last few hours, Will let out a sigh of relief. He pushed open the door to the massive wardrobe, which rather stereotypically, was only about a quarter full of clothing. Something simple and yet not fully casual... Polo shirt. Couldn't go wrong with a polo shirt and jeans.

Before he donned the clothing however, he picked up his deodorant, noting how it was getting empty. Probably should make a note to get it replaced, he thought to himself, before giving himself a quick spritz with it. He dabbed a little cologne where his neck met his chin and looked at his stubble in the mirror. It was looking a bit rugged, but a shave would take a little too much time for what was supposed to be a quick change. Besides, he was pretty sure Rea liked the slightly rugged look, so there was that.

Finally he shrugged on the sky blue polo and fished in his blazer pocket for a piece of gum. Breath could never be fresh enough. Especially in this kind of situation. He was about to walk out the door when he remembered something. Pulling open the bottom drawer on his dresser, he fished out the box that had laid unopened for... A long ass time. He flipped it over to check the best by date, relieved that they were still good for another month and a bit before taking two out and tucking them away in his pocket. Placing the box back into the drawer he took a deep breath. He had no clue of what to expect, but it was better safe than sorry.
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Almost as soon as he had entered the house the very first time, Will had realised that he could never call it home. It was too alien, too different, with people who might as well be strangers to him. And he still didn't call it a home. Five years hadn't changed its difference any more than fifty would. That being said, he did know it well. How the fifth stair up made a sound like nails on a chalkboard if you stepped on it wrong, how the basement could only be accessed through a trapdoor underneath one of the couches...

And how quiet it was when it was nearly deserted. The only sound was his breath and his footsteps softly echoing as he walked down the stairs. Rea would be in the main room, he knew that, so he went the opposite direction and into the kitchen. He drained a glass of water, filled it up and drained it again, before getting a fresh glass for Rea. Only then did he turn towards the living room.

He pushed to door open and sat the glass down upon the so-called coffee table, which by his calculation should be an actual table if it was slightly taller. "Thought you might be a bit thirsty, so here." He sat down near the end of the sofa, where Rea's head was, and did nothing. Absolutely nothing. Silence was so nice sometimes.
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Crap. Crap crap crap. Sure, she said she wouldn't mind, but in reality this was debatable. He though of what to say, mind flashing back to Chastity. It had been a sort of ironic name he supposed, the story behind it being that her parents were incredibly-strict Mormons. Unfortunately for them she hated the church and was simply biding her time before she could leave. Because of this, she had rebelled whenever she had been out of their sight. Her name had become redundant by the time they broke up, but she had been the only one.

"If you mean in the biblical sense," he sighed, "One. Before we'd even met." He indicated with his hand to show that the 'we' in question were both sitting on the leather sofa. "We broke up a few weeks before we met in Sumac. I was still raw about it actually." He paused for a moment, letting his words sink in, before half-muttering "I haven't seen her since. Her parents... Were not the most understanding about extra-marital sex. Big on abstinence."

There, that was all he needed to say. Honestly, the less he could talk about her now, the better. Why did she want to know now, of all times? Surely a moment like this was the last thing you wanted to hear coming out of your boyfriends lips. Or maybe she'd needed to know for whatever bizarre reason. He was never going to understand women, as stereotypical as that sounded. He would simply be content with what he could garner.

Was somebody knocking at the door? He was about to get up, then he realised that it sounded far too rhythmic, and loud, to be some late-night Mormon or salesman. Goddamn, was his subconscious also this pent-up about Rea?

Of course it was, he supposed. I mean, he was. Plain and simple.
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To be perfectly frank, he wasn't surprise she was a Virgin. Rea could be demanding, facetious, bossy and self-righteous when it came to relationships, and she'd certainly not pulled punches in the early stages of their relationship. Now though, he'd cracked that hard exterior only to find she was still all of that, but also kind, caring, and quite often shy and more than a little inexperienced. It was nice though.

He didn't bother waiting. Sure, he was supposed to be well-cultured and to be a proper gentleman and all of that stuff, but he was also an eighteen year old who hadn't had anything but his hands for a long, long time. She was just flitting past the door, and he took the opportunity to have a look. Sure, she was kind of flat both up there and down there, but he'd always liked slightly less curvy girls. Apple bottoms were nice and all, but there was something to be said about little ones.

Oh, and the fact that her legs were fucking gorgeous. Sure, he thought, the appreciation of legs had started to die out, but all you had to do was look at models and pornstars to realise how much it changed things. If they had bad legs, no matter how Zeppelin-like the tits were, they'd look off. She, on the other hand, would never look off, because again, her legs were fucking gorgeous.

He got up from the sofa, watching as the door half-closed behind her, and rolled his shoulders to get the slight crick out of them, before following her. In all honestly, what she had said had been... Seriously? Rea was the absolute last person that you'd expect to say that kind of thing, but he liked. Maybe she'd live up to the dyed red hair if the clothes came off.

Well, he supposed, stretching your limbs as she climbs the stairs to your bedroom is going to get you nowhere in the 'getting laid' department, so picking up the pace and following her might be a smart idea. Actually, he thought, it was a very smart idea because that dress didn't quite extend far enough to cover up everything when ascending stairs, which made the previous view seem more than a little tame.
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Will's shirt had hit the ground at roughly the same time as her dress. He covered the distance in a half-step, and drew her into him. He felt her entire body press up against him, and carefully lifted her up to that he had to look up at her. He murmured something to this affect, and then cut off any possible reply by kissing her straight on the mouth.

At the same time, he dropped his left hand, making sure to keep her suspended. His wandering hand lifted her up at the bottom, almost litterally, and he turned so that his back was facing the bed. To be honest, he would have to be careful. Missionary would be out, as his weight would be... More than uncomfortable, but he would see how she would go. It was her first time after all.
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He hit the back of the bed, the small amount of light coming in from the street allowing him to see her face. He broke the kiss off to take a breath, and ran a finger along her scar. Her hair tumbled down, forming a curtain that blocked off their faces, and despite the slight tickling discomfort, he couldn't find a situation that he would prefer more.

"You know, technically we're both still clothed. We gonna help each other our with that?" A slight grin played across his lips, and he drew her back into the kiss. Hands would do the talking far better than mouths at this point in time
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((I agree, morning skip.))

First times were never great to be perfectly frank. Neither partner really knew the other's body, it was awkward, and sometimes painful. But, despite this, it was sex. Not amazing mind-blowing sex, but pretty decent for the first time. They had literally years to get to the mind-blowing stuff (assuming the relationship would last that long,) but yeah.

The light filtered in through his curtains, making him curse the fact that he'd procrastinated on getting blackout-curtains for the umpteenth time. Fumbling, he reached around for his watch, and nearly did a double-take. 10:13. He had somehow slept through his own internal alarm system, the light coming in, and quite possibly his relations coming home.

He was about to shift his other arm and step out of the bed, when he realised that it was numb from being trapped underneath Rea. He couldn't lift it up and out without waking her, so instead he shifted his position to a more comfortable one and lightly stroked her hair back behind her ear.

Sometimes it was nice to sleep in.
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"Hey. Morning Rea." He let out a small grin, and shifted his arm out from underneath her, giving it a few shakes to kick-start the pins and needles that signified the arm waking up. He peeked out through the curtain so, and saw that whilst the Dodge and Merc were still there, there was also the figure of the BMW which signified his relations being home.

His relations who barely knew Rea and hated the idea of him having casual sex.

He could've sworn, but decided against it. Swearing now would lead to more swearing, which would lead to anger, which would lead to his Scottish accent becoming thicker than the stereotypical porridge he was supposed to enjoy. Deep breaths.

"I need to go and handle my relations. Feel free to... He indicated the room, as if to say 'whatever you can think of,' and started rummaging through drawers for a pair of boxers to wear, and possibly a bomb technician's kit, if he had that tucked away somewhere.
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