<div class="floatleft">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/Elliquiy/Eternium/Domino_zpsojujanwd.png)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier new;"><strong>Name:</strong> Domino Rocha<br/><strong>Sorting:</strong> Second year student | Forever Silver!<br/><strong>Age:</strong> 19<br/><strong>Orientation:</strong> Bisexual (prefers women)<br/><strong>Mood:</strong> <em>'Do Not Disturb'</em><br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong> September 10th | 10AM - ?<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Motel Room<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> <del>Gray Jersey (open), navy sports bra, baggy jeans, canvas belt, Converse</del> Does jewelery count?<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Shane | <strong>Closed</strong><br/><strong>Warning:</strong> <strong>Sexy time Stuffs</strong></span><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: palatino linotype;"><em><strong>"You're in trouble."</strong></em><br/><br/>Shane's words hit her ears and immediately she had the urge to ask if she was gonna get a spanking? Fuck. <br/><br/>Yeah, Domino knew good and well she was in trouble. Problem was, right now she didn't care. It felt too good to simply give in, too good to stop. And since she'd already crossed that invisible line they'd been toeing for the past two years she for damn sure was gonna see it through its epicly orgasmic end. There was no turning back this time, no excuse, nothing to stand in her way. Well, except apparently the door...<br/><br/>"Fuuuck," Domino moaned, desire plain in her tone as her hands slid along the arms that had wrapped around her Her body pushed back into Shane's and her head turned to bare more of her neck to the girl's lips while her lashes fluttered. By the time Shane managed to get the bloody door open Domino had just about reached the limit of her patience. One second longer and she'd have said 'bugger it' and started getting naked right there outside the door because Shane's hands on her skin was just too much. Especially when her fingers made it beneath her bra to more bare flesh. Her sensitive nipples pushed forward greedily, tingling as they eagerly awaited the attention and Domino felt more and more heat pool between her thighs, growing wet as she wondered if they'd get into the room before she could get into Shane's pants. Fortunately, Shane's shaky coordination won out and the door gave way, letting the two of them in for the privacy they'd been after. <br/><br/>Domino's hand slipped free of Shane and their bodies separated as she entered and turned, backing up a few steps to stop before the bed. She spared just long enough of a glance at the room to be sure there was nothing majorly gross waiting for them while Shane closed and locked the door but her attention swung back as shit started hitting the floor with a quickness. "Eager, huh love? I like that," she chuckled just barely resisting the urge to back Shane into the wall and find out just how wet she might be now that they were alone. It should have been scary because the moment the door closed it was like the rest of the world was sealed away and all that mattered was the two of them. But she wasn't scared. She was feeling so many different things all at once that she didn't know what to call it but scared... no. <br/><br/>Breath hitching her own things were dropped wherever but her eyes were glued to Shane as she stripped down, her bottom lip folding under the press of her teeth and her nostrils flaring slightly as she watched inch after inch of her best friend revealed before her. <br/><br/><em>Gawd. How long do we have again?</em><br/><br/>She sucked in a breath and smirked at Shane's teasing challenge, rubbing her tingling fingertips against her jeans. "Oh, I'll show you alright," she promised heatedly, not quite answering the question of who went first mostly because she didn't care. There were pros and cons to both and ultimately the fact that she was finally going to get her hands, her mouth, her <em>everything</em> on Shane Harris' fine ass was all that mattered. <br/><br/>Aroused beyond belief, her eyes tracked Shane to the bed, her body shifting so that she was facing her full on when she laid herself out and propped up to watch. There wasn't a shy bone in Domino's body but looking at her friend now she felt it again, that flutter of butterflies in her stomach as if there were much more to this than there should be. Still, as with before she pushed past it, refusing to acknowledge anything beyond an opportunity for a little fun. <br/><br/>"Hmm... all of it you say?" She reached for her belt, moving far more slowly and projecting a level of patience she didn't actually possess. "Even the knickers?" Her belt opened and with deliberate slowness that filled the room with the sound of fabric sliding against fabric it was drawn free, meaning that a graceful little wiggle and a slight tug had her pants dropping to reveal curve hugging boy-shorts in navy that matched the bra because yes, that sort of thing mattered to her. <br/><br/>"Kinda bossy there. I should make YOU take them off but, fine." Grinning full out now, D toed off her shoes and stepped out of her pooled jeans. And because apparently she was in the mood to <del>suffer</del> tease she actually took the time to bother with her socks, snickering softly before straightening and reaching for her sports bra. She paused for a moment to take in Shane's expression. She did indeed recall the time they'd had a run-in in the locker rooms. She remembered all too well Shane's reaction and how hard it had been to ignore it. Well she didn't want to ignore it now. She wanted Shane to look her fill. It was hot as hell.<br/><br/>With the same deliberate slowness as before Domino's bra was pulled up and over her head, coming off without any awkward struggle--thank goodness--and revealing plump, full breasts with dusky, pert nipples that tightened even further when the cooler air of the room hit them. Tongue peeking free to curl over the edge of her upper lip, Domino flicked her bra at Shane and reached next for her underwear. Her thumbs hooked the waistband and inched them lower only to give up the pretense halfway through and simply push them down. A stripper she was not. <br/><br/>Stepping out of the last of her clothing, Domino moved to the bed and crawled onto it, moving straight to Shane unabashedly and pushing against her shoulder with the aim of getting her to roll over for D to be able to straddle her. "No excuses now, love." She warned, her grin fading to something softer. "You're all mine now. Til we get back to Jamison." </span>