Sunny, with a chance of lust
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				Title: <strong>Sunny, with a chance of lust</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SilentSeattle</strong> on <strong>03-06-2010, 18:03:45</strong>
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				Shay was breathing hard, his hard muscles stretching as he moved in that familiar motion. His hair swayed back in forth in front of his eyes, its dark length like a shadowed veil as he moved to the beat of an unheard drum, hormones and emotion coursing through him. Shay finally pressed the button, the treadmill slowing to a stop as he took out his headphones and set them in his pocket. He quickly left the calm white walls and stepped in to the room beside it, quickly showering before leaving to Tiffany's house, moving at a brisk place, he was late and that was cause for a huge tongue lashing. Something Shay had begun to know a little to well for his liking. He stopped, breathing for a few moments before he examined himself in the window, the glare creating a mirror to polish his ego in.<br><br>He had neglected to put a shirt on, not only did it allow him to flash all passing women but it allowed the arizona heat causing the water on him to quickly evaporate, leaving his densly packed muscles on their own, as glorious as Shay liked them. He grinned at himself, flexing quickly for his own visage as he began to set on his way again, throwing a quick glance at his acne free, chiselled face. He had a strong jaw line with high cheek bones, a nose that was slightly larger than average but still managing to make him look sexy. Possibly the vulnerability in having a bad feature. He was clean shaven, though he had to constantly flick his head to throw his hair out of his eyes and he had startlingly green eyes. They were probably one of his most outstanding features.<br><br>Shay took a deep breath, then opened the door. He knew her parents worked long weekend hours so he was free of their scrutinizing eyes on his nakedness, he didn't mind it to much though, Tiffany, no matter how mad she was, appreciated his body. He looked around, from his view in the foyer her could see the kiitchen and the living room, nobody there. Tiffany would have been listening if she was waiting to, where was she? Had he arrived on the wrong day? Shay would give her a few minutes, then walk to her bedroom, opening it up to emptiness. If the front door was unlocked somebody had to be home, and he could have sworn that when he opened the door there had been feet scampering away. He sighed, about to leave the house when he heard a thump, moing closer to the source, what he believed to be Tiffany's sisters room, he listened harder, the sound of heavy breathing barely audible. He opened the door, out of loneliness and curiousity, then saw her on the bed before him. His eyes widening in the dim light of the unlit room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sunny, with a chance of lust</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>03-06-2010, 22:55:23</strong>
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				I'd seen Shay come in without knocking as was his habit and left quickly. Confrontations with Shay were never fun, the fall out with Tiff where just difficult. it wasn't any better that Shay was probably one of the hottest guys I've ever laid eyes on.<br><br>Retreating to my room and turning off the lights pull on a small pair of shorts and a white sports bra. Quickly looking myself over in the full length mirror I sigh. I don't see anything overtly wrong with my body, I have high full breasts, a small waist, nice hips, toned legs from hours of running. My face was nice with large gas flame blue eyes, full red lips and a small pert nose. Sighing again I run my fingertips through my short black pixie cut hair annoyed with myself. <br><br>Irritated that other peoples judgment had gotten to me yet again I flip on my radio and put the volume on low, turn on the fan and lay down on my bed, closing my eyes I take a few deep breaths and try to settle my mind.<br><br>Light cut across my room startling me out of my relative peace. "what the hell?" I ask to no one in particular sitting up quickly. I spot Shay in my door way and I roll my eyes irritated "wrong room shay"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sunny, with a chance of lust</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SilentSeattle</strong> on <strong>04-06-2010, 00:47:31</strong>
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				Shay smiled to himself, Tiff was skinnier then her sister, but damn, she sure ad bigger tits. He shut the door behind him quietly, watching where she sat on the bed with interest. She always tried to put on a show for him, wearig nice, tight clothing that always made her breasts swell, shorts so stretched over her hips that her tight virgin pussy was almost stuck in cameltoe. Whether it was intentional or not Shay didn't care, but even besides the clothing the way her breathing quickened and her eyes widened when he entered the room was enough sign for him to know she wanted him. Even if the little slut didn't know it yet. "Hey," He said quietly, the sound of Vampire Weekend's A-Punk oming from the radio. "Nice tunes." He smiled confidently, he was bored, most of his frienss were working or on vacation and if Tiffany wasn't here why not get to know her little sister a little bit? He always found it fun to tease young girls who had crushes on him.<br><br>He was seventeen himself and although he had never cared enough to find out he had overheard enough arguements between her and her sister to know that she was around fifteen. Shay walked closer to her, his shirtless body flowing in ripples with his movement, white basketball shorts swaying with him as he sat next to her on the bed. "Maybe I came to see you?" He winked, he hadn't of course, they both knew it. But none the less the flattering tease made his hormones rush, Shay loved the chase. When a girl, attractive and young was there, just waiting to be flirted with who was he to argue? "I thought I was meeting your sis today. I guess I wa wrong." He grinned, his hand placing near her surprisingly pale, smoothly shaved, muscular leg. More closely then was universally accepted to be friendly. "Do you mind if I hang out a bit? That is, if you don't tell Tiff." Tiffany had a massive jealous streak, when he went around shirtless, showing off his glorious chest, she didn't really care. If they were at home that is. As soon another girl so much as looke at him Tiffany's fangs grew and Shay almost felt the need to run away. If she knew that he and her sister were both half naked in her sisters bedroom, there would be hell to pay.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sunny, with a chance of lust</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>04-06-2010, 08:50:51</strong>
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				I knew I should tell him to get the hell out, talking to Shay was akin to playing with fire and I wasn't in the mood to get burned but even as I thought the words I knew I wouldn't order him away.<br><br>Butterflies flew in my stomach and my pulse quickened and i cursed myself for being attracted to such a rogue. He was dangerous that all there was too it and even though I knew he was just playing with me I knew I would let him, better have a few moments of fun then none at all.<br><br>"And what if I do mind would you actually leave?" I ask in a teasing tone pulling my legs up against my chest and away from his too close hand trying to create some space feeling closed in by his presants.<br><br>He seemed to fill the room till I felt closed in over heated and a bit off balance it was disturbing what his mere presants could do to my equilibrium.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sunny, with a chance of lust</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SilentSeattle</strong> on <strong>05-06-2010, 07:32:09</strong>
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				Shay stared at her, intruiged. He knew that she wanted him, he could feel it by the way her breathing grew louder, the way her chest heaved against her withdrawn knees. She was an unlit wick and Shay knew that if he let her, the light would devour him in it's passion, but he could control it, fore the flame to bend to his wishes, his breath, his thoughts. . . But he couldn't, if Tiff found out breaking up would be the least of his worries. She would probably keep him around, torturing him, forcing him into alignment with fear of her almighty wrath. Her position as the class president, and captain of the sports coordinaters made it almost impossible for him to be her enemy. Both his social life and his sports scholarships would go down the drain. He should have thought about that before he let her manipulate him in to going out with her.<br><br>He smiled at the girl, the charismatic, dashing smile he knew members of the oppostie sex couldn't resist. He had braces when he was younger, and his dazzling white, straight teeth always set girls on edge. It was another weapon in his arsenal, an arsenal he knew he should keep at bay. Something about her had become apparent, her near D cup breasts rounder, or perhaps her new obsession with fitness. She was more toned, far more tanned, her sexy little legs an arms length away. He could picture his hand sliding up them, up her thighs, to her most precious little place. Teasing her, tweaking her, forcing her to submit to his sexual prowess. He shook his head lightly, staying out of those thoughts. He was here because he was waiting for Tiff and he was bored. He was simply trying to make some light conversation to pass the time. He cleared his throat, murmurring in the husky tone his voice was set to naturally, "Probably not." He smirked. "I'd stay around anyway. Just to watch. . ." He charmed devilishly. His emerald eyes lighting up as he wantonly looked up her body, examining her toned thighs, to the barely adequate lines of her shorts, up to her large breasts, barely held in with her sports bra, landing on her face with ease, he let his eyes stare in to hers confidently, if anything Shay always fell back upon his natural sexual instincts. He knew what made girls liked, as if it were a second nature to him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sunny, with a chance of lust</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>05-06-2010, 10:29:13</strong>
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				I rolled my eyes trying to get some control back feeling devoured by Shays gaze. "So what would be the point in asking you to leave then?" I say deflecting trying to keep things light. <br><br>I wanted to stand up, get off the bed, cross the room, and get as far away from him as possible but it'd look too much like running and though I was quivering inside the last thing it was was from fear.<br><br>I scooted back on the bed and sat Indian style and sighed. "Fine I give up, your not leaving, what do you want to do?" I ask in a seductive tone flirting lightly feeling powerful for even asking. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sunny, with a chance of lust</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SilentSeattle</strong> on <strong>06-06-2010, 03:56:48</strong>
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				Shay sighed, letting himself fall, his arms behind his head. That movement had always made his bicseps flex quite masuclinely, therefore, he did it as much as possible. He lay besides her now, far enough away that she could easily view his handsome face, a vagabond smile coating his lips as he murmurred nonchalantly. "Not a lot really." One of his hands momentarily moving out from behind his head to fix his shorts, which had ridden down considerably during the fall. His abdomen, and six pack clearly visible, as well as a great deal of his groin. Although it failed to present anything that she probably would enjoy seeing. Shay looked up at her again, her crossed legs almost kneeing him in his larger nose, "Well," He began annoyedly, his tone smoothing back in to cat-like surety. "Nothing little girls like you would be allowed to do." He winked, it was meant to sound as a joke, but deep down, Shay was hoping she would take it as a challenge.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sunny, with a chance of lust</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>06-06-2010, 09:58:21</strong>
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				I glared at him annoyed at his arrogance, annoyed with his masculinity, his attractiveness, with just about everything he seemed to be, I was annoyed with him. My tolerance of his playful flirtatious banter was wearing thin. he was too close to me, laying on my bad in an all too familiar manner like he thought it was OK to be there and I didn't like it. "Don't call me little." I say my voice marred with irritation annoyed with how everyone seemed to treat me like a child in this house.<br>I didn't want him of all people to see me as a child and the way he spoke to me like I was sooo much younger then him sparked my anger and made me reckless. <br>I unfolded my legs and got up off the bed knowing he was watching me even if not directly. I swayed my hips just slightly enough not to be obvious and stretched my arms above my head lifting and drawing attention to my breasts. "Besides I don't play by anyones rules anyway" I say turning off the radio and listening to the quiet house wanting to be able to hear if anyone arrive unexpectedly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sunny, with a chance of lust</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SilentSeattle</strong> on <strong>06-06-2010, 20:36:16</strong>
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				Shay smiled at her, staring at the way her breasts stuck out with her stretching. 'I wouldn't say that little' he though to himself. His hand moving back from under his head to touch her delicious leg lightly, his index finger stroking the tanned, muscular leg calmly and with prowess. "And what rules are that?" He replied, the silence the radio had filled up gone. Now all that was left was him and her. Alone. With his hand suggesting that soon the atmosphere would change again. He let it drop, using both his hands to sit himself up, his forearms holding up his torso and pushing out his pecs, he let one of them move again, slapping the side of her hip playfully, then with a wink he stood up, getting off of the bed in one fluid movement. "Well sweetheart," He teased, "I think we're done here." A dark red Taurus had pulled up the driveway, Tiffany getting out huffily, somebody had gone and pissed her off. Shay didn't mind to much, when she was angry, her sweet little body worked even harder for him.<br><br>Shay quickly walked to her bedroom, moving inside it's darkness and waiting for her expectantly. She hated his suprises, but he loved to give them. He thought again and decided to up it a notch, taking off his shorts and leaning against the wall, he couldn't wait until she entered the room, his hard body pressing against her soft feminine one. He licked his lips, they hadn't seen each other in about half a week and Shay was almost certain the reason she had invited him over was to satisfy her urges. Why else did she keep him around? He certainty wasn't a genuis, but he was funny, cute, popular. Everything most girls looked for in a guy.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sunny, with a chance of lust</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>07-06-2010, 08:55:38</strong>
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				(Tiffany)<br><br>I slammed the car door just generally mad and annoyed at having been delayed so long.&nbsp; A;ex better not have scared Shay off or I'll be really mad, I thought as I stepped into the house. I quickly went to my room after scanning the living room and not seeing Shay, irritated convinced Shay had left of not shone up at all.<br><br>I walked in not even bothering to turn on the light and tossed my purse onto the bed and pulled the rubberband out of my hair. I crossed the room and turned on the radio to a sappy girl band station and turned it up. I danced around for a moment and singing to myself lightly, smiling letting myself relax a bit.<br><br>(Alex)<br><br>"well sweethear I think were done here" He said as I left my room. My temper soared in an instant as I cast a gaze outside and caught a glimpse of Tiffany's car. "Damn it" I cursed throwing a soft back book at the wall as hard as I could satisfied with the thump sound it produced against the wall. I could hear the strains of Tiffany's radio seeping through the walls and knew I was about to hear far more then that. I couldn't take the though, I grabbed my ipod, put on my headphones and without looking back, sprinted down the stairs being sure to slam the door on the way out. <br>I headed for my favorite jogging path hoping the run would help me think and figure out what the hell I'd been thinking.
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