Broken Wings(Tech)(Mature?)

[Kelsie]

It was midnight as a girl walked alone. The tap tap tap of her cane echoes through the dripping wet dew covered cooridors beneath the academy. It was a cold night. As cold as the heart that now resided in the young blonde girl. All she wanted in all the world was acceptance and it seemed at every turn there was none. As the cold wind howled through the cooridors beyond her her small body shivered small bumps rising on her pale skin. Tonight was unlike any other for she was back from a long respite but that wasn't what it really had been. Emotional turmoil and grief followed in her wake as she walked alone. It was like her life. A lonely and hollow cave.

A corner turned. She had the map in her mind the steps counted on the cool stones beneath her. It was dark and one couldn't see but then again this one girl, alone in the world, lived in the darkness. Not only because her heart had been tarnished and unkept but because she was blind. Those miraculous blue eyes that seemed to be like gems sparkling in the night.. saw nothing but darkness no matter how bright. But to look at her face and you would see the horrors there. No scars, bruises, or marks. But her pretty face now marred by pains so unbearable.. yet somehow she had managed to survive. Tears had not fallen from those eyes. From the moment the news came it felt as though she had died in a way.

Her heart had shriveled up like a rotten prune. A small little raisen to litter the world without her emotions. Agony was what you saw in her face. It was there heavily there you couldn't help but see it yet in her eyes she held it back. She reached the door. It was a massive door the one that kept her from him. The one that had held her heart and showed her what love really was. He was there behind the door. The soul person that could save her from the darkness. Her powers were gone somehow. She couldn't find them. She had tried and tried but no.. she couldnt find them. Couldn't use them.

Opening the door with a large push she stepped inside. Harley went off to find Brandon whether he was in his lab or in the room he would find him. Harley knew the darkness in her soul and he also knew that Brandon was the only one that could reach her now. Kelsie Sky had not spoken a word since she left the lawyers office that day.

Not one word.

[Brandon (Tech)]

"OW, goddamn it" Brandon murmured, having accidently given himself an electric shock. Shaking his hand, recalled why he was back in his lab. He was a workaholic, when he didn't like the way things were he locked himself away in his lab and buried hismelf in work. Not that the situation was too bad, she wouldn't be gone for more than a few days at most, but he hated not being able to go with her. He hated that they had to part just becasue his looks were too attention calling. He knew that he should probably have stayed behind anyway, after all it was a family matter. If her family were finally going to acknowledge the wonderful daughter they had, then chances were that they might reverse their decicion if she turned up with a whimpy version of the Terminator.

After fixing the short-circuited welder, he put back on the welding mask to complete the next layer on his current project. He needed more material to complete it, a lot more, but he would find it somehow. The breastplate would be magnificent when it was done, black metal shining with the red runes engraved across the center. Mek lay disabled and 'sleeping', on standby mode as Brandon didn't really want to talk to anyone.

But then the little lamp lid up, the one that Brandon had placed there to tell him when the door was opened, as he stood no chance of hearing it through the one-foot-thick walls of solid concrete. Turning off his equiptment, he removed the welding mask and slid open the door that separated the lab from the living room, only to find Harley eagerly wagging his tail and panting, sayinh 'hi' the way only a happy dog could. But there was something more than welcome in the way Harley was, he wanted Brandon to come with him. Brandon looked towards the door that lead from the tunnels into his home, and had anyone else been in the room they would witnessed a blooming smile live and die within the space of a split second.

"Kel?" He whispered, worry and concern in his voice, mingled with shock. He quickly made his way across the living room, his white scientist's robe fluttering in the air. There was something utterly wrong. The lovely face that used to be so full of life and happiness, one that had given him back hope and reason. But now it was devoid of all those things, as if she had been drained of life itself. He moved to hug her, bracing himself for the tears he knew would come. He held her tightly, running one of his hands through her hair. "What's wrong love?" He whispered, not sure what else to do. Had someone hurt her? If they had, he would find them and make them pay. But first he wanted to hear what she had to say, if she wanted talk at all. Sometimes one could only cry

[Kelsie]

"Kel?"

Came the voice of her salvation. Her eyes flicked over in his direction her lip quivering in sadness in the tears that had yet to fall. She hadn't felt anything since she left the lawyers office and she had planned to stay a bit longer but after the meeting she had gone straight back here. What she needed the earth did not have. Only this small floating island had what could and would save her now. And he was walking towards her right now. She could her the snap of his lab coat and smell the sodering and welding materials on him.

Suddenly he came to her. Wrapped her tightly in his arms. She lay there trembling in his arms. She didn't know what else to do. Her eyes closed and her hands formed into fists in his coat holding on for dear life. Her life had taken a turn for the worse and she was just not sure what to do anymore. To be honest she had never felt so absolutely alone in life. She really only had Brandon now. That was it, he was her lifeline and he was her soul. This was all she could do right now.

Then he spoke again and she began to cry. Litterally body shaking sobs coming from her small little body. She clung to him but it was in vain as she let go and her legs went weak. She hadn't slept, ate, or even rested since the news and she was exhuasted but she was more hurt and lost than anything else. Slowly she sank to the floor and Harley whinned coming to her. To explain her tears she grabbed the evelope out of Harley's vest pocket and placed it against Brandon's chest.

Inside were the official documents. Her family didn't want her any longer. Disowned her. A disgrace she was. They had sent her off with a large sum of money in the promise she would never contact them again. And there at the bottom was her signature and the signature of her mother. Her only family member. Now .. no longer family.

[Brandon (Tech)]

She began to cry, and Brandon held her dearly, doing whatever he could to lessen her pain. This was no time for words, not just yet, she needed to cry first. All he could do was to let her know that he was there, there for her and nothing else.

Her legs seemed to give in to her weight, and Brandon would have knelt down next to her, but the envelope she thrust to his chest made him stop. Whatever was inside would have to explain why she was sad, or at least be related. His metallic hand quickly extracting the note within the envolope, he read it, and his face darkened with an anger and a shock like none he had ever felt. "'Officially no longer related to, or a part of' the goddamned family!" Brandon whispered with a rage which like had never rushed through his blood before. How could they do that? This was their own flesh and blood, one of the most beautiful persons on the surface of the planet, and they just tossed her away like garbage? They would pay, he would make each and everyone of them pay for what they had done to her.

Jonathan, Ace, Relic and all the others still owed him favors, he'd have them track the bastards down and make them suffer. He wanted to scream, to cry out his rage, or break something, imagining the faces he didn't know shatter with whatever he could get his hands on. His pallid skin flushed red with the blood of anger as his breathing grew heavier. But then he heard Harley whine. Looking down, he remembered where he was needed. Vengeance wouldn't make anything better, no matter how much he hurt them it would never undo her pain. Neither could he undo it, but he would do his very best to help her get over it.

As the letter fell to the floor as he sent a message to Mek, making awaken from his standby mode. Kelsie looked famished, but now he understood why. Poor Kelsie, all she ever wanted was to be accepted, to be wanted by someone. What they had done to her was all but rip out her heart and stomp on it, stripping it away. He sqautted down in fron of her, and began to cup her cheek. He wasn't much, a freak of the more extreme kind, but he was here for her and her alone, that had to count for something. "There, there" He whispered, running his fingers across her cheek with all his loving care. "I'm here for you, and I'm not leaving you, ever" He whispered soothingly, his other hand taking one of hers and gently placing it where his heart beat, reminding and reconfirming hat he had said before. Mek would be cooking again tonight

[Kelsie]

Kelsie heard his whisper and could only nod really she didn't know what else to do. She was lost she had no direction really. It was just her and her alone now. But now.. now she had Brandon the only person in her life that loved her now and she could only hope he wouldn't leave her too. Because then she would definatly have to take her life. There was no reason to live without Brandon in her life. Which was just what she needed to find her healing to find where she needed to go now.

He knelt down beside her and she looked into his direction. His hand came up and her eyes closed as he stroked her cheek. She melted there as he put her hand on his chest. Having her hand over his heart. She could feel his pulse there. She moved back into his arms and she kissed him. Not just any kiss but a full on truely loving romantic passionate kiss if there ever was one. Her tears still fel down her cheeks but what she needed right now was him and his love.

"Love me.. please love me.. please say you do." she whispered as she broke the kiss.

But before he could answer she kissed him again holding her body as close as she could against him. This kiss went even deeper her tongue moving into his mouth to kiss him more than before she loved him he was all she had in this world now. That was it. Just him. Breaking it she lay her head agaiinst his shoulder and nuzzled in not wanting to leave his arms.

"Oh God.. oh Brandon.. I feel so.. so empty. Please.. tell me how you feel.. really feel." she whispered.

[Brandon (Tech)]

She responded, that was good. But the way she responded cuaght Brandon off guard, the kiss was simply not what he had expected. But that didn't hold him back as he kissed her back feeling her every emotino through that kiss. It was the sweetest kiss the had ever shared, sohwing how much they loved each other, staying together even now. But this kiss touched both of them so deeply, so close to the their very first kiss.

She pulled back and he looked into her beautiful, so very beautiful unseeing eyes, crying tears from a pain that should never have been there. This kiss had connected them on some higher level, something that had only really shown itself in her hour of need. She asked him to tell her that he loved her, to tell her how much she meant to him. But she kissed him before he could, and could only kiss her back, the love and passion connecting on a level so deep within their souls that Brandon could feel it shake throuhg his very being. Kissing her back and letting his tounge play with hers, he felt a mixture of love, passion and sadness, the later dwindling away into the subconsciouss.

She pulled back again, and placed her head on his shoulder, once again telling him to tell what he felt for her. Brandon brought his hand up to her hair, gently stroking it before kissing her ear with all his loving care. "You make me whole" He whispered, continuing to run his fingers through her hair. "Without you there is no Brandon, I'm just a hollow shell. I've had friends, people who trusted me, but no one could ever fill the hole left in me. No one but you. You are my soul, my heart, the only thing that keeps me going. Without you I'd... die" His own tears had begun running, brought on by the absence of anger. Anger was a replacement for tears, and it did not fit in here.

"There's no one like you, no one has ever touched my heart like you have. I love you, goddammit, I love you with all my heart. There could never be another you, not in a million years, and I'm so lucky to be with you. To be with you makes me luckiest guy in the whole damn world, you're a goddess, nothing less and I, I..." He couldn't help but let out a sob, emotions running wild through him, just like the night of their first kiss. "I couldn't be without you, I'd have no reason to live. You're the only one for me, my very best friend, my soulmate, my one true love." He couldn't hold back anymore, he needed to kiss her, to feel her love again. Holding her close, one arm around her back and his other hand on her cheek, cupping it with all his loving care. Letting his tongue slide in between her lips, he closed his eyes as he gave the kiss everything, letting every bit of his loving heart tell her so much more than his words could ever say.

[Kelsie]

And so he did. He began to tell her exactly what he felt. The words she had longed to hear and the ones.. the only ones that could bring a young blind girl's heart out of the darkness. It was then and only then that she began to feel again. Her limbs and her body beginning to find exactly what they needed. Feeling the warmth again after so long and she sighed softly as he continued telling her just how much she meant to him. Her tears had stopped but his own had started crying for the both of them. Crying for the loss of something so dear. A families rejection was tremendously hard when all she ever wanted in life was to be accepted by someone, anyone.

Brandon accepted her just as she too had accepted him. Both had their flaws and their horrible disablilies but neither cared. Not one of them ever cared about anything to be honest. When they were together it was just them. A love. A heart. A soul. They were something that no one could break apart not even the devestation of her family spurning her and telling her she was no longer worthy. No longer going to be part of the family that she had loved and tried to be part of so long. His words continued and with every one of them came another drop of warmth that coated her heart like a warm quilt in the winter.

And then came his lips. She moaned and kissed him back. His arm held her tightly and his hand cupped her small pale little cheek. She kissed him back with all her might she needed him. More than just kisses she needed to feel the love. Yes it was one thing to hear the words but she needed something more concrete than that. Something she could put her mind around something she could feel with her senses and something she could hold dear no matter what happened. She pulled him down. So that he lay on top of her and she lay beneath him. If they stayed in here to do this, making out or more, she didn't care, if not he was going to have to be the one that moved them.

Her eyes slid closed as she kissed him even more so than before her hand running through his hair and up and down his back. She moaned softl because she had missed him and missed his kisses not to mention she needed to feel his love right now. They had never made out before. Sure they had kissed plenty of times, and cuddled but never further. Right now that was what she needed, wanted, and wished for. She needed him to show her that she was his goddess because right now he was her world.

[Brandon (Tech)]

She needed him, she needed him and he was so happy that he was there for her. But he needed her as well, she was everything to him, and seeing her hurt like this hurt him too. He couldn't stand seeing the love of his life suffer, it hurt him more than anything else ever could. He needed to know that he could help her, that he could actually be there for her, in whatever way she needed him. He had cried with the pain of seeing his loved one suffering, it was an unbearable torment. Feeling helpless was bad enough, but when it concerned those whom you cared for, it was the worst.

She let out a soft moan as their lips met again, and Brandon felt shivers run down his back as her hand ran across it. Never, never had he felt such passion. He felt her pull him down with her, and removed his arm so she wouldn't have to lay on top of it. He supported his weight on his elbows, just like the night of their reunion, only there was no damp grass or icing wind to disturb them this time. She moaned again and Brandon felt his heart beating heavily against his ribcage, driven by the most beautiful sounds his ears had ever harvested.

His breathing grew hot and heavy as he felt the passion surging through his entire body. Feeling them pressed so closely together and kissing each other with so much love and passion, gave him something he had never felt before. She was something so special, so very special. She was a an angel, a godess, even if no one else knew it he did, and he was going to show her every ounce of his love for her.

He supported his weight on his elbows as he kissed her, both his hands on her cheeks caressing them with passionate care. Shifting his weight backwards, he slid himself down her beautiful body, stopping when his head reached her stomach. Moving her sweater up to expose her belly, he kissed her her soft skin letting his hands caress her hips. Starting from the top of her jeans, he slowly and passionatly kissed all the way up her belly, letting his full passion shine through each and every one of the heated kisses. Then he moved back up to kiss her perfect lips, returning his hands to her face and neck, caressing each with loving affection. Breaking the kiss again, he kissed her ear, gently nibbling her earlope. "I love you Kel" He whispered, before returning his lips to hers, letting his tongue slip in between them and play with her own.

[Kelsie]

Kelsie felt the passion returned. The very passion that she needed to feel right now. But it was more than passion, it was love. It was the physical form of love and she needed to know this.. know this right now. The way they threw their love and passion into every moment it was amazing that they had never done this before. She couldn't help but want more and more of what he was already giving her.

The way he held her. It was like she was the most precious diamond or gem in the entire world. A small ruby encased in someone's body. As if you touched the wrong way and she would crumble and fall apart. His hands and his body began to move down hers and she closed her eyes waiting for his touch to land again. It did. At her waist his hands lifted her her soft sweater slowly and her breathing increased expontentially because she couldn't help but hope maybe they would go further. She moaned as his lips touched her flat pale little stomach. Carressing that skin over and over again it heaved beneath him as he played with it.

His hands went over her hips carressing them gently. It was like he was reading what she wanted without her having to tell him at all which made it all the better. With her being blind the senstivities to her skin made it even more intense than on a normal girl and with every kiss that landed on the white skin she moaned out to him once calling out his name for pleasure's sake. Too soon it stopped and he moved back up to her. One hand on her neck the other on her cheek as she waited. But his lips. They met with hers and his tongue came into her mouth and her arms wrapped around him tightly as she returned this kiss two fold. Her hand went down his back and around to the side. Slipping up underneath the shirt that was inside his lab coat she went up and under feeling the soft skin right there. All over his back her hand went while the other stroked the back of his neck and her body writhed beneath him. Her breathing was heavy and her heart rate was extremely fast.

[Brandon (Tech)]

Feeling her soft hands coursing all over his back as they kissed gave him more than he had ever felt before. He groaned as the passion flooded his senses, letting even more affection show in the kiss. This was so beautiful, so pure, two loving souls showing each other the true bounty of their love and care.

He pulled back, leaning back until his weight was supported on his knees. There he slipped off his lab coat and took off his shirt, baring his torso. When he lay down on top of her to kiss her again, he wrapped his arms around her back and bottom, lifting her up as he rose to his feet. He held her close and dearly, continuing to kiss her with all his love. He could never be too close to her.

Moving his hand up and down her back, he carried her to their bedroom. He had, as he always did, forgotten to close the door, leaving no obstacle between them and the bed. He lay her gently on the bed, laying down on top of her again. Again moving down, he began to remove her sweater. He wanted to feel her skin against his own, to be as close to her as he could with nothing in between them. The way she had touched him, held him and kissed him, made him feel like he really mattered, that he was worth something. And that she was one that he was worth something to only made it all that much more beautiful.

He wanted to hold her tightly, to show her how much he loved her. He wanted to kiss every inch of the body that housed her perfect soul. "Love me" She had said, and Brandon would do exactly that. Not that he had, or wanted, a choice.

[Kelsie]

There was such passion in the small lower academy dorm right now. Filling to the brim were the small rooms were they lived together. Kelsie's presence could now be felt in the rooms. Small things. Throw pillows on the couch, a rug under the coffee table and one in the kitchen. A nice stereo system and a full library of both books in braile and cds. She had part of the closet devoted to her clothing and she had her things in the bathroom like her shampoo bottles and things. Not too much had changed but small hints that a woman resided with Brandon were everywhere. And now the soft sounds of both their moans echoed off the stone of the walls as they were finally being intimate and passionate.

For years they had known each other. Best friends when they were young but soon were torn apart by their parents only to meet again here at the academy. Now they were back together closer and more inseperable than ever before. Suddenly he moved off of her and she could hear the sounds of his clothing rustling above her. She waited patiently her chest rising and falling straining the tight night fabric of her sweater. Suddenly he returned to kiss her and she moaned as she could feel his body now. His chest all the little scars that no longer hurt him. She could feel his chest against hers and feel his muscles working as he picked her up effortlessly keeping the kiss.

She trusted him with her heart, soul, and her body. He carried her into the bedroom and lay her down gently on the soft bed they shared at night. Softly he shifted so she wasn't laying on his arm any longer and she felt her sweater lifting. She ducked under it letting him dispose of it as she moaned softly. He pressed his chest against hers only a small white cotton bra with little roses on it was stopping the pure skin to skin contact. She pulled him close to her their bodies pressing against one another as she kissed him heatedly her tongue playing with his. Her hands ranged over his body and she massaged and carressed his skin.

"Brandon." she cried out in a whisper as their bodies writhed together. "I love you, oh Brandon."

[Brandon (Tech)]

Never, never had Brandon felt such passion. Excitement and desire coursed through his blood like fire, but that was not what made these caresses so special. It was the love that came with it, the love they held for each other and had held for so long, through pain, suffering and loneliness. Feeling the skin of her body pressed against his chest, feeling her hands massage and caress his back and hearing her whisper his name, made him gasp as shivers of pleasure like none he had ever felt before ran down his back.

She gave him both love and passion, and she gave him so much of both. Feeling her squirming beneath him as their bodies were pressed tightly together could only add to the love and passion they shared. As they continued to kiss he felt her hands range and massage all over his body, each stroke calling a moan from him mouth. He let his hands run down her body as he kissed her back, pouring all his love and passion into the kiss. His fingers gently slid down her body, running over the soft skin of her stomach, down to her hips, gently feeling and caressing every bit of her skin with his touch. Then he ran the fingers back up, bringing them behind her back to the back, to the clasp that prevented the pure contact.

Breaking the kiss and instead beginning to kiss down her neck and chest, he undid the clasp and removed the bra as his kisses reached her soft breasts, kissing over both with tender passion. He ended with a kiss over her heart, letting his lips rest a few seconds over the rapid 'boom-boom' in her chest. Then he brought his lips back to hers, kissing her and savouring the sensation of feeling of the unrestricted skin contact. It felt as though the essence of heaven rained down upon them and engulfed them, Brandon unable to hold back a soft moan as the feeling rushed over him. "I love you Kel" He whispered, before he let their lips and souls entwine once again.

[Kelsie]

There were things happening to the blind girls' small body that she had never felt before. Her senses hightened because of her lack of site she was feeling wonderful. As if heaven had rained down pure happiness and pleasure upon them. As if nothing in the world could break this moment, nor could anyone ruin it. She was in love and he with her. This was a true love. One found once in a million years and she was happy to have known him. It was beautiful what they had together and she would never doubt it. Never. This was a life time of love and passion for each other all summed up in one moment in time where they could share it.

His hands went down her body and she moaned into the kiss. Her breathing was heavy her chest straining against the fabric of her bra. She was lost in him. Lost in what they had together and what they were sharing at this moment she was lost in the fact that now he was truly the only person in her life that loved and cared for her. He would not sign her away he loved her and it showed in his voice and in his carresses. Down his hands went over her body and to her hips carressing them through the fabric of her blue jeans. She moaned again feeling his hands back up on her skin and working around behind her.

Finding the small little clasp in the back he unclipped it to release the only thing left between them touching completely. Pulling the soft fabric away from her body it fell the floor she really wasn't concentrating on it but she could hear it fall completely. Pulling him down to her, his chest now pressed tightly against hers she moaned even more now. His lips began descending on her body down her neck and her chest. Over her now expossed breasts. She moaned and gripped the bedding beneath her. Her skin was more senstive than most peoples because she used touch to see many times and this made his lips feel even better as they ran over her body. His kisses stopped for a moment. Right above her hurridly beating heart. She breathed out heavily and ran her hand through his hair in a soft and loving manner.

Soon his lips impacted hers again and she returned the kiss with every bit of passion and desire she had in her small body. She had fallen for Brandon a long time ago but even more than that he loved her back and had for a long time. Years of love were boiling down to this one moment in time when they could express it to each other. Whispering his love for her before he kissed her again and she moved her hands sliding them down his perfect body carressing his sides.

Down to the hem of his pants where her thumbs gently went into the pants and ran around the edge. Carressing the skin and leading her to the center where the small button was. Slipping her tongue into his mouth to deepen the kiss she got the button loose and the zipper undone in no time her fingers were extremely nimble. Back around her hands went to his sides running up just under his arms and then sliding back down. This time not stopping and sliding his pants down with them down passed his butt and to his legs as she carressed him leaving his pants there she ran her hands over his small butt and his the exposed hips and thighs.

[Brandon (Tech)]

There was no room for conscious thought in Brandon's mind, love, passion and desire taking over every bit of space. She did something to him, something only she could do. The way she touched him went below his skin and so much deeper, into the very roots of his heart. Her every moan rang through his soul, bringing forward a feeling of pleasure and desire unlike anything he had ever felt before. But feeling their skin pressed so tightly together awoke more passion and love than he had ever felt before. She turned him on so much and he did everything he could to let her know and share his passion with her.

He felt her hands go down his sides, touching, feeling and caressing him the special way that only she could do. But when her hands reached his pants Brandon felt his excitement leap to whole new level. Her delicate fingers ran up his body and back down again, removing his pants and caressing his butt and upper legs. He breathed in sharply, she made him want her so bad. Not just that, but their love made this feel so much better, every touch, kiss and caress feeling like a word spoken between their souls, and there was so much to be said

Moving himself down her amazing body, he ran his hands across her, caressing her breasts and stomach before they reached her jeans, performing the same action that her's had done so shortly ago. He pulled them down, kissing her now exposed thighs before reaching for her panties. He pulled them down slowly, giving her time to enjoy the rush or to object. If there were no objections from her, then he would kiss her now exposed loins, again kissing up her beautiful body but without being hindered by her clothing this time. He knew that her skin was far more sensitive than it was on most, and he played that knowledge like a fiddel, calling forth the moans that he so longed to hear.

As his lips reached her shoulder he entered her, gently sliding his... extension inside her. He groaned with pleasure, but it was much more than just that. It was the physical form of their emotions, an act of love that said more than words ever could. They loved and needed each other, and each of their loving caresses confirmed this.

[Kelsie]

With every moan the room seemed to fill with more passion than before. Her over sensitive hearing picked up every sigh and heavy breath. It felt so good. So very good to have him on top of her. To hold her like he was to feel his hand on her body like there was never going to be anyone else in this life. The way his lips touched her small body and the way she could feel his pulse beating heavily and when he came close enough she could hear his heart pounding in his chest.

His hands moved on her body. She breathed heavily she could hear everything. As if it was personified. His touch alone was enough to make her moan. But the sound of his hands moving down her body touching and carressing all the soft skin there, was even more than she could bare. The sound of his breathing, the sound of his moan. She was committing everything to memory never wanting to forget a thing wanting to remember every last motion and every last kiss they shared.

As he moved down her body her hand went though his soft hair. The other carressed his cheek metal or not she loved all of him. She didn't care about the acident or that his body wasn't perfect. Her own body wasn't perfect. And he loved her. She moaned softly as his hands traveled down her heaving body. Her moans cried out into the dungeon like room. It wasn't decorated much, she was blind so it still pretty much looked like a guys place. Except a lot of the fabrics were softer now so that she had things to feel that made her feel better. Soon his hands reached her jeans and her breathing took on a all new high. She was finding her breaths hard to come because she was so hot right now, so turned on by his touches she wasn't sure that she could take anything more. Soon her jeans were down and gone and he came up kissing the sensitive skin on her thighs. Getting gasps and moans each time that his lips touched that skin her eyes closed as her body arched up slightly while he removed her panties.

Obstructions out of the way he placed one moan worthy kiss on her loins and recieved a near shout for just that. It was so good and he knew what he was doing. She knew that he had participated in sex prior to her but this was her first time and already it was more memorable than she could image. Such love and passion filled their every moves. Higher and higher his lips moved on her body. Reaching her shoulder she gasped and moaned gripping his shoulders tightly her hands clenching with pleasure as he slid himself into her. It was like it was meant to be. It didn't hurt and it didn't even need help. It went smoothely into her and she moaned softly her breathing heavier now as she brought him up slightly her lips next to his ear.

"Always and forever, Brandon Thomas, I am yours." she whispered to him her lips brushing the skin of his ear.

Her hips began to move, taking on a gentle rythum. Her arms moving up and down his back. She was working by instinct and praying she was doing it right. She didn't want to disappoint him after he had been with so many girls that were far more experienced than she. She bit her lower lip their bodys pressing and moving together. Her sighs and moans releasing into the room. Her body and his, completely as one and her hands running all over him. through his hair, down his back. Clenching at his skin and listening to every moan and groan he gave to her. Taking everything in wishing just once she could see. So she could watch his eyes, as they made love. Her own though unseeing were filled with passion and love for him as she stared up at him and whispered his name in her passionate moments.