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Post by Bliss Scott on Jan 26, 2008 12:29:12 GMT -5
Dammit! She was running late. After the last text she'd sent Zander, she'd lain down on her bed to look through some sheet music. Next thing she knew, she woke up four hours later. Reagan and Destiny had left early, so they hadn't been there to wake her. Bliss had stumbled off the bed and straight to the bathroom. The blond couldn't even take the time to enjoy her shower, rushing through everything rather than taking the time to relax.
Once she'd finished with that, she wrapped a towel around her slim frame and headed back to her bedroom. Flinging the closet doors open, Bliss tried to put together a sexy-but-not-slutty outfit in a matter of seconds. Sharp green eyes slid over to the clock pinned to her wall, 8:45.
There was no way she could dry her hair, style it, and put together a good enough out fit. Bliss groaned and rushed back into the bathroom. Her hair was more of a mess, she couldn't meet him at the door with it dripping wet and hanging limply over her shoulders. After plugging in the straightener then the curling iron, Bliss blowdried her hair faster than she ever had before; even though it felt as if it was taking forever.
She looked up at the water-proof clock on the tiled wall of the bathroom, 8:53.
"Shit, shit, shit."
Her honey-coloured hair bobbed as she swung around to face the mirror. With lightning speed she ran the heated styling tool though her hair, making sure every strand was pin-straight before switching to the curling iron. Within minutes Bliss had added a decent amout of curl to the tips of her hair. She looked at herslef in the mirror and smiled approvingly.
She was ready to turn and rush once again into her bathroom and find something decent to wear when she heard three loud knocks on the main door. Great... As fast as humanly possible, Bliss added a little eyeliner and mascara to her eyes before heading to the door. Slender hands tightened the pink, fluffy towel around her frame before one of them reached forward to unlock the door. bliss then turned the door-handle and pulled the door open. If it'd been anyone else, she'd have made them wait at the door while she got dressed, but they couldn't chance having anyone see Zander standing by the door of her dorm, especially at this time of day.
"Hey..."
She smiled and tried to look as confident as possible, standing there in her towel, droplets of water still glistening on her creamy skin.
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Post by Zander Dredly on Jan 26, 2008 13:16:28 GMT -5
It had been awhile since Zander Dredly had the chance to bask in the presence of the sultry Bliss Scott. The girlfriend would be seething if she'd known their constant texts to each other. But who's to know if word is not allowed to go around. In fact, the boy assumed that his interactions with Bliss are known to no soul. They had agreed on a high degree of secrecy as soon as their friendship got polluted by snippets of mutual physical attraction and lusts. Well, not polluted. Rather, made more alluring. He grinned to himself as soon as he saw Ellinora to her dorm room, with a simple lie of having to return quickly to his dorm to finish up a video study of a jazz choreography.
Dressed in a casual red and black checkered long-sleeved top and black skinny jeans that hung so low that his bright yellow boxers show teasingly, Zander made his way to his dorm first to obtain a little gift for Bliss that he had bought earlier in the day after receiving her invitation for the night. Ruffling his hair into a good and messy state, he returned to Arabella Hall again. This time, he did so cautiously, worried that Ellinora would appear to thwart his happy plans for the night. But she didn't.
The darkness that had fallen along with the progression of the evening inclined Zander to naively trace the shadows along the corridor of the girl's dormitories, as if convinced that he would hide well among the shadows. Soon enough though, he found himself almost safely outside Bliss' dorm. He observed his watch quietly and patiently. Waiting always irks Zander. But anticipating a good time evokes something quite different from irksome sentiments. Just as his watch hit nine o'clock sharp, the boy lifted his hand to the door and knocked thrice. It wasn't long before the door opened, and he quickly stepped into the room safely.
With a sigh of evident relief, Zander offered a lop-sided grin as his eyes stared ravenously at Bliss. He really hadn't expected to see her in this state -- in just a towel! The bulbs in his head lit themselves just as quickly as the bells started to cheer. Momentarily ignoring the girl's greeting, he allowed his hands to travel to her naked shoulder to touch where some droplets of water had settled.
"I see you're already wettt. Forrr ... me?" Chuckling, Zander started suggestively as he withdrew his hand from the girl.
"How did you know that I would be needing a shower? Aaand, perhaps a good scrub." Not knowing that Bliss had had a rush of a shower before his arrival, Zander assumed a sexy invitation from her simply by that skimpy towel obstructing his view from the girl's body. As soon as he winked playfully at Bliss, he stopped abruptly as if he remembered something.
Lifting his gift of a whole bottle of vodka, one of the most common alcohol among teenagers, Zander patted the side of the bottle and smirked.
"I brought something you might like to enjoy with me."
Then letting his eyes roam all over the girl's covered body again, he continued with a teasing glint in his eyes.
"A bath together and a bottle of vodka sounds very inviting, don't you think?"
Then playfully after placing the bottle down next to him, Zander made to unbutton the only buttons on his shirt -- the three just below his collar.
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Post by Bliss Scott on Jan 26, 2008 16:13:43 GMT -5
Bliss watched silently as he companion slipped into the room before she closed the door behind him, trying to be as quiet as possible. She turned the look, then turned her attention back to him. His hands were suddenly on her shoulders, and her eyelashes lowered as she looked up to meet his gaze. He had the look on his face, the look. Bliss couldn't suppress a shiver as his hand touched her shoulders, gently touching where a few droplets of water had remained on her skin. Damn, she'd forgotten what an effect he had on her; how once he entered a room it was difficult to breath, to speak.
She had to get changed into something decent, and fast. Bliss knew that if he made a move now, she'd be unable to resist him. And she wanted to come out of this with some dignity...
Bliss blinked after that thought registered, wondering where that had come from, and what it meant. After a second's contemplation, she mentally shrugged it off, deciding she'd think on it later. Bliss was glad when Zanders gaze seemed to clear a little, as if he'd brought himself out of a trance, and lifted the full bottle of vodka that she hadn't noticed until that very instant.
"Vodka...my favourite. How'd you know?"
She gave him a teasing smile, making as if to reach for the bottle. His next words brought her to a sudden stop however. Her eye lashes lowered, and her smile grew a fraction. Bliss took a step back,
"Now, now Zander...."
It wasn't that she disliked the idea, in fact, she loved it. And that was the problem. Sharp green eyes slide from his captivating gaze, distracted by the movement of his fingers. A slight blush warmed her cheeks, and her lips parted slightly as she watched in silence.
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Post by Zander Dredly on Feb 3, 2008 21:57:02 GMT -5
Zander grinned at the girl's pleasant reaction to his gift. Who doesn't like to know that they've pleased an attractive girl? Well, Zander's addicted to it.
"That's just one of the many suprises hiding up in my sleeves. Perhaps I can show you more once we remove my shirt to get rid of those sleeves."
He couldn't help being corny. It had sounded smart in his head until it came out. But whatever, Zander finished his charm act off with what he thought to be a smile that could make a girl weak in her kness, his dimpled cheek full of expression.
Soon enough, Zander noticed that Bliss' eyes were fixed on the fingers at his collar as he unbuttoned them. Smirking slightly to himself, he left it unbuttoned, but did nothing else. Instead, he inched closer to the girl and placed a hand softly around her waist, feeling it a little. As if his advanced weren't enough, Zander brought his other hand up to trail the girl's neck, and followed it up with light kisses along the length of her neck. As soon as he reached her chin, Zander stopped to stare into Bliss' eyes, trying to read the signs in them. He had never really planned to go all the way with the girl tonight. But now as he is standing so near and starting to pack some heat between the both of them, Zander found it hard to control himself. That is, Bliss would have to be the one to stop the both of them from going further.
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Post by Bliss Scott on Feb 4, 2008 0:53:53 GMT -5
Bliss couldn't help but smile at his comment on removing his shirt and therefore his sleeves. How could anyone not adore this boy?! Personally, she knew she had no chance in resisting him, and she'd therefore given up.
Giving up had never felt so good. She felt the tension between them rise as he removed his hands from the front of his shirt and stepped closer. Bliss was ready to take another step back, being a fan of the cat and mouse game, but he caught her around the waist before she could move. She could feel the warmth of his fingers through the plush towel, and she felt a shiver run up and down her spine. Zander had such an effect on her...that she couldn't think properly, couldn't see reason when around him.
If the smile he'd given her before advancing hadn't been enough to make her weak in the knees, the touch of his fingers to her neck certainly did. She had to force herself to keep from sagging against him, giving herself to him completely. Her stomach was twisting almost painfully as she leaned in closer, smelling his cologne. Bliss almost moaned as his lips touched the side of her neck, sending pleasant shocks of electricity through her body and into the pit of her stomach.
Oh god... She was a goner. The instant his eyes met her own, there was no Hoffman Academy, there was no reputation, there was no girlfriend to worry about. The crystal blue of her eyes was almost foggy with lust, her rosy lips slightly parted.
"Zander...?" The whispered words were somehow a question as well as an invitation. She could no longer think straight...
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Post by Zander Dredly on Feb 5, 2008 1:14:07 GMT -5
Usually older girls got him tingling. But Bliss was a different case altogether.
Zander tried to remember how they got this close, but his mind was clouded with momentary lust, so the questions arising in his head never got answered. Still, he got one question answered. The pleasure he saw in Bliss’ expression drove him wild. The blood in his veins shot to all the right places of lust, although he tried his best to remain calm and composed.
Control, another one of his addiction. Zander Dredly never likes people knowing what is going on in his head. He thinks it’s a weakness for him, if he was easily read. At the moment, only thoughts of his girlfriend could hold him back. But with his mind deep in the gutter for the moment, those thoughts hardly stand a chance in the struggle.
The whisper of his name caught the boy’s ear and swirled him around. Physical attraction always places him in a good frenzy inside. Zander closed his eyes lightly as he leaned towards Bliss for a kiss on the lips. There were no signs from the girl that showed reluctance, and Zander wasn’t planning to stop. He parted his lips as he slipped a tongue between her lips, allowing his left hand to travel from her lower back to the side of her rib, under her chest. His right hand continued to caress the sides of Bliss’ neck.
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