After Party ( Dylan )

[Talon Green]

Ah, another Friday night, another football game and another random after party. Why was Talon, of all people here? Well he had a rather rough day dealing with his dad and the company and all the other pressures that came along with being a member of his branch of the Green family....Not that being any part of it was easy. They all had their hardships and their own personal set of issues, and sometimes those issues just got to the point where they were too much.

This was the case now, he was tired....Exhausted really, of always being the good guy, the proper rich kid that never did anything to mess up his Fathers's perfect image.

So, dressed in a pair of custom faded jeans, a white button up dress shirt and his hair a bit of a mess he was making his way through the party, pushing past random girls and guys, too drunk at this point to even notice the sensations they gave him by their touch or their sounds.

He had never drank before, at least not to this point of drunkenness, and he had to admit that it was rather nice. Though he felt that guard he always kept up starting to slip, starting to dissolve into nothing as he let his eyes roam over the girls that moved and danced about the crowded area of this guys home, or whatever the hell this place was.

In fact, it was while he was distracted by one particularly fine little piece dancing on some table that he lost track of where he was going and ended up plowing into somebody much smaller than him and definitely not near as sturdy.

His drunken hand shooting out to grasp her wrist to keep her from falling too far back as he adjusted his eyes, a shy, yet charming smile curling onto his lips as he leaned in to speak to her above the noise of the party.

"Goodday beautiful. I apologize for that, seems I lost track of where I was headin."

That thick Australian accent released against her ear, a brief inhale of her intoxicating scent, and then he would stand upright once more, releasing her from his grasp and looking at her with that smile still in place.

Hopefully she would not be tearing his head off for that....But these girls around here, you could never tell........

[Dylan Cross]

Dylan was at a party. She didn't know who held the party but she did hear about it and Dylan Cross never passed down an opportunity to party.. Especially now that she was a bit more popular due to the clique she was found with the cheerleaders.

She had been at this party for awhile now and several guys would share their alcohol with her. By this time she was quite wasted and even thinking about going home lest she pass out in the stranger's bathtub.

She walked through the mass crowd of drunken underage kids while balancing a plastic cup full of beer that someone had pumped from the keg for her. Her eyes were glue to the floor to make sure she didn't trip on anyone or step on uneven ground.. Though that didn't prevent some other drunk guy taller than her plowing into her.

He had caught her before she could fall which she would have 'cause she was that drunk. Luckily he ran into her over the other cheerleaders though due to the fact she was one of the nicest out of the group... That and this guy was yummy and once he apologized she discovered his voice too was yummy.

But there was one problem.

Now the front of her white tank top was soaked from that beer she once had in that cup of hers. The one night she dressed normally with a plain pair of form fitting jeans and a simple white shirt..it gets ruined...if she was wearing her black biker tees her black bra wouldn't now be visible.

She looked up at him a blushed before she looked down at the floor and wrapped her arms to hug her chest....to hide the bra. "oh no problem..but um..now it may seem I am wearing my drink" she would point in the direction of the bathroom to signify she was going to get herself cleaned up.."I'm just gonna go... Dry up if you wanted to keep me company you can" she would smile a shy smile and would start walking towards the bathroom... Which there was a ridiculously long line for it... She might have to sneak upstairs to find another bathroom..... But that was only if this bloody line wasn't going to go down.

[Talon Green]

He looked down then and noted the way her black bra now showed through that white tank top. Honestly, he was a drunk, teenage male and the sight was extremely hot. But he noted the way she seemed shy about the whole thing, her mention of the bathroom making him grin as he nodded and would turn to follow her.

When they got there, it was clear there was gonna be a rather long ass wait.....One he was sure she didn't feel comfortable with seeing as how he was not the only guy now staring at the girl's chest.

Taking her hand, he gave her a little wink and nodded his head toward the stairs....Tugging her along slowly through the crowd he would pull her up the stairs, sure there was a bathroom up here somewhere.

As the noise started to fade he would glance back at her, that hungry little look filling his eyes as he grinned.

"Really am sorry bout that love. Had a bit too much to drink I think."

He laughed, clearly feeling a bit drunk himself. Just then stumbling over one of those damn throw rugs they lined hallways with, fucking Americans, and his back slamming into the wall. Of course, due to the grip he had on her hand she got tugged along with him and he felt the front of her little body slam against his chest.

However, it was not an unwelcome feeling, and instead of pushing her off he just looked down at her with those piercing emerald hues and grinned.

"Seems I am destined to just keep running into you like this eh?"

Another laugh, those eyes so vibrant, even in their clearly drunken haze. Finally clearing his throat he would start to realize he was liking her up against him a bit too much.

"Um, names Talon...Talon Green."

He hoped she would offer her own up in response though he wouldnt blame her if she didnt wanna give the clutz her name. As he slid away from the wall, he would look around, not sure where the bathroom was....but he took a guess.....

Three guesses later he found it......Holding the door open for her as he flashed that charming little grin.

"Here ya go lovely."

Waiting til she was inside before he would lean back against the wall and let out a heavy sigh, his eyes going up to the ceiling as his hands stuffed down into his pockets.

[Dylan Cross]

Dylan's cheeks got all the more red when she noticed more people staring at her see through shirt. She then felt the boy tug on her arm and she followed him up the stairs... Though they didn't make it far when he tripped on a rug and she managed to bump into him as well... At this point they were pressed up against each other and neither of them did anything to prevent it.

She had a sheepish grin on her lips now a little shy from the contact and what he had said about them bumping into each other.

"and my name is Dylan." they then parted and of course she blushed more c'cuase he was so damn hot... Then eventually found a bathroom within a bedroom and she would enter closing the door after her. After trying to look for something like a blow dryer she decided the check in the bedroom. She opened the door with a smile and started searching through the vanity amd she would then find a blow dryer. Once she had it plugged in she sat down at the vanity and worked at drying her shirt while looking up at Talon whom was leaning against a wall.

"Soo... I take it you're not from here..." She would raise her voice so he could hear her over the blow dryer and it would be followed by a small laugh. She was barely able to hold the dryer so she she held it in one place and eventually it burned at her stomach. "ouch..." she would then pull off her shirt not really thinking and would lay it down on the bed flat to blow dry it. Yup she was too drunk to care whether she was clothed or not...

[Talon Green]

He stood there, and as she came back out he would watch her rummage about for a hair dryer. He could not help but keep his eyes off of her, especially when she spoke and then removed that shirt.

Sure, it had not been hiding that much to begin with, what with the big wet stain, but sure as hell with it gone he was that much more drawn away from the wall and toward the area in which she sat, reaching up and running his fingers through his hair as he laughed lightly.

"Aye....Australia, though moved around a lot with my mum and dad."

He nodded, trying to think of something to sorta calm his urges, but his drunken mind not working to well.

"Umm...so Dylan...what ya doin' here all by your lonesome? Or is there some boyfriend gonna come busting in and trying to kick my ass any minute now?"

He then sat down on the bed not far from her, laughing a bit even though he was really fishing for information. Then it occurred to him that he could just give her the dress shirt he wore....He had that muscle shirt he always wore under, so it was no big deal. Right?

Undoing the shirt he slid it off, revealing those toned, tanned muscles and that white muscle shirt. The one that hugged his well toned abs with every move he made.

"Here ya go. If ya need something to cover up with..."

Yet there was something in his tone and those emerald hues that begged her not to. God she was hot and half naked and alone in a room with him...Sure he had never really had sex before but she had his mind in all the right places for such a thing.

Putting the shirt down beside him on the bed he leaned back, his hands extending behind him to push against the mattress to support himself as he watched her.

Figuring at the very least, if she wanted the shirt she would have to come get it.....Giving him a chance to make his move....Something he normally would not do but god he was too drunk to fucking care right now.

[Dylan Cross]

so he got to travel the world...let alone the fact he was from Australia which made him that more hot. She would then smile up at his question... It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that he was just fishing in her situation...which she didn't mind 'cause that meant he was interested and maybe even available as well. "actually I'm here with a few of my fellow cheerleaders... Though they are probably long gone now." she laughed a bit knowing full well they got into those expensive cars with those boys.

She would continue to blow dry her shirt until he made the suggestion she would cover up. She got a little shy now because she thought that he was offended by the fact she had taken off her shirt. "Oh ok.." she coughed a little bit and got flustered when he started taking off his own shirt. He had another shirt on but it still didn't hide anything which seemed to make the room all the more hot.

Talon laid his shirt on the bed before him. She nodded and walked over now taking up the position of standing right in front of him. She would smile and tuck some hair behind her ear as she reached for the shirt with the other hand. Dylan then slid on the shirt and would try and button up the lowest button... Though due to the fact she was both drunk and flustered she couldn't do it so she gave up and started laughing nervously.

"Wow..is this child proof or something?" she would look down laughing again as her arm reached up at the hair to retuck it behind her ear as the large sleeve slid down her forearm.

[Talon Green]

He saw the way she got flustered and he would grin as she came near him, his feet on the floor, he would watch her try to button up the shirt only to fail. So the little cheerleader was single, hot and half dressed....Not to mention in that shirt, even with it undone she just looked that much more amazing....

Laughing a bit at her words he would sit up, his hands coming out, and taking hold of her small waist, pulling her closer to him...

"Let me see if I can get that for ya...."

Yet his hands lingered on her flesh as she was now positioned before him, just between his legs....Slowly his fingers would start to rub small circles over her flesh, his thumbs caressing the sides of her smooth stomach....

"I am going to have to admit, I am not entirely sure I want to button up that shirt....."

Those emerald hues looked up to her, a bit darker now as his desire and lust was starting to grow......Slowly one hand would slide across her stomach, the palm gently feeling every inch of flesh within his reach.....

"Do you want me to?"

He was now leaned up so that in his upright position, his heated breath fell over her abdomen, her scent encasing him as her slid his hand back around to her side....Hoping to god he didn't get slapped for his actions....He was a pro at flirting, but beyond that it was all new game to him.....

Before she had time to answer, he leaned the few inches inward and brushed his lips to her stomach. Just a brief contact but enough to give her the chance to either pull away, or pull him back in....his head pulling back enough to look up at her.....questioning.....his tone a bit more husky and heated....

"Have I mentioned how amazingly beautiful you are?"

Now was the time of truth....a slap to the face, or a touch? Which would it be? Nervous did not even begin to define what he was feeling....

[Dylan Cross]

When she couldn't button up the shirt Talon offered his assistance. Dylan then felt his big hands grab at her waist to pull her closer... Now she was between his legs and he felt his fingers stroke at her skin. He then suggested he didn't want to button it up and asked if she shared the same thought which only got a weak smile out of her 'cuase she was speechless...

Those lips of his now pressed against her stomach and goosebumps were now sent across the skin of her entire body.

"Have I mentioned how amazingly beautiful you are?"

At this point he really didn't need to compliment her... She was so drawn in... She hadn't gotten too far with a guy before... But right now she didn't see the harm in it... Probably due to the fact she was a hormonal teenager.

She would the slide her leg on the bed on one side of him as the other did the same on the other side... Dylan was sitting up straight, her chest slightly thrusted out as she breathed heavliy, while she slowly brushed his hair with her fingers. Now straddling him and her head tilted downward... She was waiting for him to make the next move only because she was nervous as all kinds of hell.

[Talon Green]

And she didnt move away, didnt slap him and didnt do anything of that sort. Instead she crawled to straddle him there on the bed, his face now so dangerously close to her chest, but he was not as primal as that..no matter how much he wanted to kiss and touch her flesh there, he instead slid his hand up, letting it wrap lightly within the back of her hair as laid back, pulling her down atop him.

Without much warning, he pressed his lips to her's a jolt sent right through him at the contact....making the grip on her hair just a tad bit stronger as her slid his tongue past her lips, seeking out her own.

His other hand which until now had been on her side still, would come up to slide over her back, pulling her into him.

The virgin in him wanted to say take it slow but it was drowned in alcohol and the scent and feel of Dylan. Tilting his head to get a better angle to kiss her from, her would hold her against him, just the slightest sound of pleasure at the back of his throat as his hand slid down her back and over her jeans, lightly gripping her ass.

Oh yeah, there was no chance in hell he was turning back unless she backed off first. He was too far gone at this point.

[Dylan Cross]

She felt that hand grab her head and tug her down with him.. Now she leaned over him and she felt his lips press to hers which didn't tame that little devil inside her mind. The hand that slid to her ass to bring her closer make chills run down her spine.

Moaning into his kiss as she swayed her hips into his before she paused slightly. Yeah it was the heat of the moment... But if they were going to go any further she thought she would let him know.

"I don't normally do.. This...by normally I mean never have...can.. You be a little gentle?" She asked nervously. Before he could answer she would press her lips to his. She had no clue he was a virgin and also assumed that if he didn't want to do it with a virgin he would just stop her... So what ever she was just gonna keep going...

Her hands now sliding to his chest... Massaging before she slid them down to his waist..giving it a little tug as she pressed her pelvis into him. Her hands now slid his shirt up as her hands carressed the skin on his sides..feeling every curve of muscle on his torso.

[Talon Green]

Those words almost stopped him, because in that instant he felt a bit more nervous. It was her first time? But...that meant they both were......

He was about to say something, to explain he would and that he had never done this either, but her lips cut him off before he could. Now all of a sudden she was touching his flesh, her hips grinding down into him and only increasing that hard bulge that was steadily forming in his jeans.

All train of thought lost as he ran his hand back up her soft, smooth back, that moan she gave making him that much more determined to please her, to be with her......Hips rising he met one of her own downward thrusts, a clear show of just how much she was affecting him.

Slowly he rolled over, pinning her beneath him as her sat back on his knees and looked down at her. Nothing but pure admiration and desire in those emerald hues.

Softly his hand slid across her neck, down over her collar bone and then between her breasts.....He would never in a million years think of hurting her....He was not like other guys, and even if this was not his first time, he would have done everything to make sure she was okay.

After a moment of just looking at her, he leaned down, lips brushing against her neck as her settled between her legs, one hand reaching back to pull one of her legs up to wrap around his hip as the other supported his weight slightly.

Those lips continued down, brushing in the area between her breasts slowly....gently....every touch, every action both showing his desire to be with her and yet his restraint from being too rough.

He wanted her to at least be happy to have been with him, just as he was sure he would never forget being with her.

[Dylan Cross]

She felt the way his body reacted to her every move... Now finding herself on her back she breathed a little little more heavy now.. Trying to catch her breath...while Talon was sitting up on his knees she would slide his shirt further off and tugged it over and off his head. She then laid back down and next was her heart racing as she felt his lips trail down her body.

Dylan would then take it in herself to arch her back and slide her arms out of his shirt and to unhook her bra. Of course she was a bit fidgety about it because she was new at this and she was awkward.

Once the bra was off she would press her hands to each side of his head..wrapping her fingers in his hair as her legs tightened around his waist. She wasn't sure what to do next... Not because she was dumb.. But because her snes of thought was marred because she consumed too much liquid courage... And cause she was a virgin... So all she really could do was was shift her body so she could rub into him.

[Talon Green]

Now here he was, atop her delicious little body, drunk out of his mind and tired of being so damn alone.....And she was now without his shirt, without her bra and had succeeded in removing his own shirt....their heated flesh brushing against each other's as he continued to slide down her body. Every kiss falling softly onto her flesh, until he reached the button of her jeans.....

He could have kept going, could have kept up the image of some needy teenage boy, but he was just not that type, and he was forced to looked up at her once more to make sure that she was okay, that she was not showing signs of fear at what he was doing.

Assuming she did not, assuming her hands did not leave his hair, he would work to undo her pants, kissing each hip as he bared them to his vision, slowly working her pants down and away from her body.

Now just those panties and that delicate flesh before him. God he wanted her. He had never thought that he would do something like this, especially in a place like this, but he had also never been drunk before and never had such a beautiful girl ready to be with him.....He was the freak usually, yet tonight that part of him was hidden......He was just too far gone.

Shifting back up her body, his hand would trail along the inside of her thigh, those slightly rough hands a nice contrast to her silken flesh, pausing only for a moment as his nerves got the better of him. But one look into those eyes and he made the final leap, letting fingers leave her thigh to trace over the line of her panties, just enough pressure applied to send her a jolt of sensation.

His own body was aching....Wanting to do this, wanting to be with her, to know what it was like to finally be with a girl......

Yet she had asked he be gentle, and so that is what he would do.

Lips once more finding her neck, his fingers continued to caress her there for a moment. Then, as his lips found her own once more, she would feel his fingers slide up and into those panties....allowing flesh to touch flesh. Desperate to hear that heavenly little moan.

[Dylan Cross]

Once Talon reached the wasitband of her jeans he would look up at Dylan. She would have a nervous look, but the expression that over powered it was the look of anticipation. They were both far too gone to stop now and the way he felt his fingers trace along her body made her all the more weak.

Her lips found his greedily while a sudden shock of his hand sliding under her panties... Man that felt weird... Good... but weird... She moaned again into his kiss as her hands worked at unbuttoning his jeans and slid them off his waist as her hand the moved to the front and returned the favour... Before she took his underwear off as well...

~~~

Dylan dismounted him. She was exhausted and quite honestly a bit sore... Did it always feel like that after!? Dylan would roll ovr to his side and press a hand to his chest and her lips brushed over his. A smile would spread across her lips until she slowly started to drift off...

~~~

Dylan's internal alarm clock had woke her up. She looked over at the guy that was in the strange bed next to her... And of course she couldn't ignore the fact she was naked and she felt slightly off in between her legs.

Shitshitshitshit! What the hell did I do with this guy!?

She then looked at the alarm clock and it was pretty early...maybe too early for hung over teens to wake up at... But it may have been early...though that doesn't mean she wasnt going to be late for cheer practice. Panic overwhelmed her as she shot out of bed and slid on her clothes as fast as she could. Man she w*s in trouble... She may have lost her v-card to a guy she didn't even remember the nameof and she was going to be late for cheer practice!

Dylan would run out the bedroom door realizing she was still a bit tipsy.. Which wouldn't be good when making a human pyramid... Though of course her mind was still stuck on the fact she had slept with some horny player. Eff.

(End of participation)

[Talon Green]

As she had climbed off of him, he had been breathing heavy, his mind a bit of a haze. Not from the alcohol but from the fact that he had just had sex with this amazing girl. It was.....Wow.....Then as she laid down beside him, he felt that kiss and would quickly return it, one arm coming to wrap about her.

Closing his eyes, he felt at peace and completely exhausted.....Letting out a quick yawn, it took no time at all to fall into a deep, exhausted sleep.

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As the sun peeked through the blinds, he groaned, rolling over as his head began to pound. Oh fuck what the hell had he done last night?

He remembered the party, the drinking..............

The girl........

His hand shot out to the bed beside him, only to feel an empty void. It should have relieved him......but instead it stung....She had been the first girl he had slept with and just like any other girl in this school she had up and left before he woke.

Great.....Maybe he had done the wrong thing......She had been a virgin...Right?

Fuck he could barely remember.....Her name was there, but there was no last name to go along with it. The other details fuzzy.

Growling to himself, his stupidity, and the fact that he was just always going to be unwanted for more than something simple and one night standish, he jerked his clothes on.

He needed out of this place. Needed to do something....anything to clear his head. Sure, he was never gonna see her again.

Probably best...who the hell wanted anything to do with a freak like him? Heh.

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