Lavender

sex? (1)

She looked especially disheveled today. Her white hair was pulled into a messy updo, her bangs hanging in back combed waves around her face. He found her incredibly beautiful. He thought she had a magical aura surrounding her. He didn't know her name. She didn't know his. They exchanged glances across the room, flashing the odd eye roll or wink.

"Miss Rose, why are you here today?" The lanky man in the middle of us asked.

She stood and rolled her emotionless blue eyes.

"Well, even though I say this EVERY week, I shall repeat myself for the pleasure of you David. I am here because I like to fuck. I like to be fucked. I like to drink alcohol and I like to take drugs. Apparently being a teenager isn't aloud." She reeled off sassily.

He couldn't stifle the rare giggle that erupted from his throat. She winked at him with her mouth open slightly. He found it sexy each time she did this. David looked befuddled but thanked her and called for the next person. Four people later and it was his turn.

"Mr Davies, why are you here today?"

He stood with a withdrawal evident upon his thin face.

"I am here today because I enjoy participating in the activity of sexual intercourse. A lot. With anyone." He replied quietly.

His voice always shocked her. It was deep yet cracked as he spoke, showing signs that he didn't speak much. An offer formed in her head and she smirked to herself, to which she was shot an inquiring look from the boy.

"We are all here for the same reason. We all like to be teenagers. Our parents just have a problem with that." She stated, slouching in her chair as the other members looked at her.

"We know that thank you, sometimes it helps to talk about it and to learn that such vast amounts of sex can be dangerous. Anyway, I shall see each of you this time next week." David said with a small goodbye wave.

She saw her chance, following him from the building and grabbing his arm. He looked bemused to see her but she just smiled.

"I have a proposal. You like sex, I like sex, why don't we have sex together?" She asked him.

His cheeks flushed lightly and he rubbed the back of his neck.

"I don't even know your name..."

"Isn't it best that you don't? You know, all that emotional attachment shit." She smirked, earning a small smile from him.

"Okay, that makes sense I guess. So... How does this go?" He questioned, gesturing to the both of them.

"Follow me." She instructed, grasping his hand and leading him down the pathway.

They walked for a brief time before coming to a stop in front of an apartment block. It was only then that he realised where he was being taken. She led him up four flights of stairs, their hands still tightly gripped. It seemed almost hurried; the way she unlocked her front door. She pulled him inside and a delectable smell filled his nose. His eyes were on her. She stepped towards him and wrapped her arms around his neck, placing her lips upon his. Their lips moved slightly awkwardly before they found a rhythm. He licked her bottom lip and she gasped lightly, their tongues colliding. Their breathing was fast and hard, their heated breath mingling between their lips. She lightly pushed him towards the bedroom. His hands slid her T-shirt up, removing it in one swift movement. She then removed his, massaging his abs lightly as they resumed their kiss. Her jeans were slightly more awkward, as were his but they were left only covered by underwear within minutes.

"Woah." He murmured as he hovered over her body.

"Shut up." She whispered, pushing his head closer to hers so that their lips could touch.

He had seen the blush rise on her cheeks at the compliment. Her bra was a lilac silk and lace number, along with matching panties. She looked hot. She began palming him through his boxers, earning deep groans from him that made her feel different than any time before. They were sexier when they slipped from his mouth. He was hard beneath her hand and she pulled at the tight black material, freeing him from the small confines. She wrapped her fingers around his manhood and began to pump as he kissed her neck and collarbone.

"Sit up." He whispered huskily.

She complied, still pumping his member. He expertly unclasped her bra, proving just how much he had done this before. Her panties were next to come off. He watched her as she wriggled away from him and grabbed a condom from a small box on her nightstand. She ripped it open, making even that look sexy. She rolled it over his member as he groaned, tipping his head back. He slipped inside her, making sure to be gentle. She let out a moan of pleasure and gripped his bare back. No girl had done that before and he liked it... A lot.

"Fuck." She groaned.

"Tell me your name." He muttered, his eyes boring into hers as he pounded into her.

"Why?".

"I want to moan it." He panted with a wink.

She just shook her head and bit her lip as he continued to fuck her. They came almost synchronised, making both of them shake in delight and release.

"Luke."

"Lavender."