I woke up with a splitting headache. My vision was still semi blurry and my body ached from head to toe. I could hear my own heartbeat in my head, which was throbbing to the point of tears. I sat up, grabbing my forehead and grunting. I looked around, examining the room. The walls were made of wood and the nightstand had a lamp on it and cup of tea, which I recognized as soon as I smelled it. It was just the way Emerson had always made it. I pivoted to where my legs were off the side of the bed. I found that I was wearing a muscle shirt and boxers. Well at least no one can see me right now, I thought.
"Well, someone's awake," Vicky said from the doorway to the room had just awoken in. I jumped out of my skin. "I'm glad to see you're okay."
"Um, um, um," I stuttered. "You're in here and I'm not decent. I should--"
SMACK! Vicky left a red handprint on my cheek, which stung like hell. I didn't understand what was going on.
"That's the whole reason I came here, dingus," she replied, a naughty grin on her face.
"I'm confused," I said, scratching my head, trying to get my vision to clear a bit.
I couldn't help but check Vicky out. She was wearing a low cut tank top and tight jeans. Her hair was messy and she was overall beautiful. She smiled, walking towards me. She grabbed me by the cheeks and moved in, kissing me right on the lips. I blushed so red, you would have thought I was on fire. She held the kiss for almost a whole minute before breaking away.
"Thank you," she said, gleefully.
"The fuck did I do?" I asked, in complete shock that I had just made out with a chick. "Not that I'm complaining about the thanks for whatever it is I did."
"You saved me, Rick," Vicky said softly. "You actually took the time to give a damn about me and set our differences aside to help me. You legit gave me a shoulder to cry on. Then you proceeded to risk your own life to save mine and you carried me out of the school, never once stopping to save yourself."
"It's nothing, really," I said, smiling back at her. "I'd do it again in a heartbeat."
Vicky seemed a bit surprised by the fact that I would have done it again for her. She began blushing cherry red. I couldn't help but chuckle. I tried to stand up and make my way over to my clothes but my headache was so bad that I couldn't even stand straight. I began to wobble and almost fall over when Vicky caught me and helped me balance.
"Thank you," I said, smiling at her as she helped me over to my clothes.
"No, it is I who should be thanking you." She said it so quietly yet so naughtily that it threw me off. "I think I'm falling for you."
Vicky proceeded to stand in front of me, looking me in the eyes. She wrapped her arms around my neck, pressing her lips against mine. Her lips were soft and wet. She pressed her body up against mine as we kissed. I couldn't resist. I slid my tongue in her mouth, causing her to give a slight moan. Then, she wrapped her tongue around mine, sliding it inside my mouth gently. I broke the kiss.
"Are you sure this is what you want?" I asked. Vicky nodded, proceeding to kiss me again.
I then grabbed her and took her over to the bed, laying her down sweetly. I kept kissing her, then I made my way down, kissing down her neck. She let out a slight gasp and grabbed the back of my head. I slid my hands under her tank top, removing it swiftly. I then began kissing down her breasts. I gently squeezed her breasts as I kissed them and made my way down her stomach. I kept making my way down, sliding her jeans and panties down as I went. I kissed her inner thighs and gave a few pecks to her clit. I slid one finger in while kissing the outside.
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The Fire
FantasyRick is just a high school junior who has an overactive love for girls, music, and generally having a good time. He transfers to a new school called Vortex High School. However, what he doesn't realize is, he's at a school for people who can control...