The musical notes (fiolee)

Can i trust?

-So this is gonna have some mature parts ^~^ no, no lemon yet..yet my pets..yet...-

She moved her body so it faced me and dug her face into my black band tee shirt. She clung onto me with her dainty tigers; holding on as if her life depended on it. I tried to lift her up to face me, and ended up falling backwards and laying down, strangely with her on top of me; still crying. I could see her still blushing slightly, but didn't let up.

"Hey sweetheart what's wrong?" her blush deepened as I saw even her ears redden at the nick name.

"Shut up," she mumbled, as her crying died down.

I sat in silence for a minute or two as I waited for a response.

"Am I gonna have to get on my knees and ask you or are you gonna tell me?" the question sounded more sarcastic than I hoped for.

"...I'm thinking idiot.." Her mumbled, yet strangely kind, voice reached my ear.

The question shocked me. This girl considered, no wait, dared to trust me. That's why I had moved here. Because so many mistrusted me, many never actually had my trust let alone wanted to. I had lost so many because of it. I barely even wanted to.

I pulled myself back into terrible realization, and noticed that she was asleep. "Sleepy little bunny," I mumbled to myself. I picked her up and carried her, yes bridal style, to my room and let her sleep on my bed. She would be awake before dark, if not. I don't have anywhere else to sleep so... I smirked at my own thoughts. I think I really got to her today. I shrugged and quickly changed my train of thought.

I laid on my couch with my bass, trying to figure out a new song. After a while, my hand started to hurt so I got up for dinner and noticed that the time. 11:45, looks like I'll be sleeping with a buddy after all. I smiled a devilish smile that I was famous for back at home, and walked upstairs to my bedroom.

"And there's sleeping beauty herself," i whispered quietly.

I stared for a bit when I noticed a small snoring coming from the blonds mouth. A small chuckle escaped my lips, she's got a cute snore. I never knew a snore could be cute. Noticing her school uniform was still on, I took it upon my lawfully (well no really) duty to this wonderful woman to change her clothing into something she could comfortably wear.

I ever so carefully stalked up to her sleeping body and carefully pulled off the blankets she was snuggled against.

As I tried to pull off her shirt, she half way woke up. Her eyes were still groggy and she seamed to not know what was happening.

"Hi Marhsy," she yawned out, making my face burn at the nick name.

"Here, let me help,"

Wait, she's helping me strip herself. I held in laughter and played a long.

"I was just trying to get you into some PJ's" I halfway lied.

She nodded, after pulling off her shirt and fell on her side, back into deep sleep.

I hadn't moved. I knew she was big, but not that big! Something suddenly woke up.

"I'm not getting a boner. I'm not getting a boner." I said repeatedly trying to calm down.

After I calmed down, I seemed hungry to explore her more. After all she gave me an ok, or a nod. Either one works.

I reached behind her, small body and grabbed her bra strap.

Quickly unstrapping it and pulling it off her body.

I was so tempted she was so close...NO!! Hold it together.

Screw it... I lightly touched her, the small contact causing her to moan slightly. At least she's enjoying it. I leaned in and kissed her neck, causing yet another small whimper to come from her. I moved higher, to behind her ear, and started to softly kiss it. She seamed to enjoy this much more so I continued. I moved softly onto the bed and above her. I snaked my hand down and pulled off her white and green school skirt.

I stopped suddenly, realizing how far I got. I pulled off my own shirt and put it on her frail figure. As I buttoned it together, I kissed her sensitive spot again and climbed into bed along side her. While tugging up the blankets, I moved closer to her body and put my arm over her and snuggled my face into the crook of her neck.

I fell asleep with a last thought. Maybe I should get to know her before it get into her pants. She may be...

Waking with a cold sensation, I reached over to try to find no one next to me. I shook my head and tried to shake the grogginess of sleep away. I pressed my hand against my right eye and rested on it. That was one crazy night.

I pulled the restricting blankets away and yanked on a black and white shirt I found on the floor. As I hopped down the stairs I realized there was a sticky note on my forehead. I pealed it Off and read the message

"Thanks for having me, sorry I had to leave. I didn't want to feel like a bother. Maybe we can hang out sometime.

"Her number here"

~Fiona"

Looks like I got her, just gotta reel 'er in, I smirked to myself.