words so { slick } ----- * / regan

[ashton mitchell brindle]

ashton realized all too late that he was probably being unfair to regan. of course there were several signs that led up to this conclusion and making it sooner would have saved them both a lot of trouble, but he tended to ignore things like that. not like he wasn't enjoying her, because he certainly was. he just wished that he could ignore work for one night and devote it all to her. it wasn't like he was asking for world hunger to end, either. it was just one simple task, and that was it. but soon regan was, yet again, grabbing his attention, and his rationality went south for winter when she straddled his hips and then slid off in front of him, her head resting on his thigh. and with his ratonality his thoughts ran off, leaving him absolutely speechless. it wasn't the virgin speechlessness, either, he just wanted her so bad and it was safe to say that that was the straw that broke the camels back.

can i object?

[/i] he lifted a finger and slowly got off the couch. his green eyes watched her as she swaggered off towards the bathroom, only letting a few feet grow between them before he advanced towards her slowly. his hands grabbed her waist and pulled her back into the length of his torso. his lips hovered next to her ear as he breathed deeply, his fingers pressing into her skin. if i go to work...[/i] he paused to move his lips down to her shoulder so that he could place a tender kiss on her soft skin. ...i won't be able to get that image out of my mind.[/i] his voice remained hesitant as his lips trailed down her shoulder blade to that precious spot on her upper back. i might just have to find the secretary...[/i]

it was when ashton made comments like that -- comments he didn't mean and wouldn't usually make -- that was when you knew his brain wasn't doing his acting or talking anymore. it may have sounded cliche, overbearing and extremely weird in ashton's case, but he was a guy, and all guys had two heads. right? that's what another redhead in his life had always told him, and she had always encouraged him to think without the head on his shoulders. but even in her sweetest moments ashton didn't want to think about kat. he was with regan and that's all he needed. well, it wasn't all he needed, but you get the picture.

and what he had said wasn't an entire irrational statement, either. it didn't take much to turn ashton on, and already having a girl like that naked (or almost so) was enough to make him go crazy, but it was everything that she did. he may not have known her that well, but it was a start, and ashton always liked learning new things about your partner, anyways. of course there were some thing he wouldn't like to hear, but he figured at this point he could manage.

ashton took a hand from her side and brushed her hair to one side so that her neck and the rest of her back was completely exposed. his eyes occasionally darted towards the clip in the back of her bra, but he restrained from getting her completely unclothed. for now. in the very near future though he saw both of them wearing nothing but each other, if you catch my drift.

but if you'd like, i can go to work...and you can sit here...alone...without me.[/i] his mouth moved back up to her ear as he breathed the words. do you want that?[/i]

when ashton spoke like this, he knew he may or may not have sounded like a complete and utter dick. it wasn't his real intention to come off that way, but he had no control over it. even if he did, he didn't have the physical want to fix his words. if he had it would be a completely different story. if he didn't want to sound like a complete dick then he wouldn't be here right now. he would be dressed and driving to his work place. in fact, if his whole plan wasn't to get regan to be his girlfriend at some point in time, he probably never would have invited her over, and that was just the truth.

ashton soon realized that he sounded like he was mentally talking himself out of this. it would have been pretty hard for reasons you could have guessed, but not entirely possible since he did have hands. he had to make a split decision or else they would both be disappointed, for different reasons or not would of course depend on a shit ton of things.

luckily for regan, he decided to ignore his doubts. ash's green eyes scanned the medium sized apartment before he found a wall that wasn't occupied by any furniture or wall hangings for at least a few feet, which was enough space for his intentions. he pushed himself (regan included) into the wall, using his own body to pin her small frame to the drywall. in the process, he managed to stub his toe against the wall, which was promptly followed with a few muttered swear words. his face grew hot and red as he looked down at his toe. that's unfortunate,[/i] he mumbled, his head turning upwards to stare back into her big beautiful eyes.

now that he had her pinned against a wall, his motions seemed to become slower and more delayed. he put a hand above her head and pressed his forehead against that wrist, all the while his lips were pressed to the top of her head. his free hand gently began to trace a line up and down her side, the movement of his finger dropping lower and lower each time he went back down.
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[regan lilly costello]

Regan wasn't quite sure if he was going to stop her from going to take a bath or not, and really she wouldn't have been disappointed either way. On one end she would've ended up getting his hands on her again, or she would've gotten a bath. So when she heard his words not even taking a moment to look back at him, a small smirk turned the corners of those full lips upwards. She let out a small giggle when he took hold of her waist followed by a gasp at the feel of his body pressed so closely to hers once again. Her entire body felt like it was caught on fire from the moment that their skin contacted again, and she wasn't sure if she would be able to let him just go to work. Not with just how insane he was driving her.

It was everything about Ashton that drew her to him. His voice, his face, his body, and now that she knew even more about him, she was just all the more attracted to him. The way that he just grabbed her, Regan wasn't sure what woman didn't like just being taken control of from time to time. This particular red head was finding herself more and more willing to just have him do whatever he wanted to do with her for the rest of the night. Even if that meant making her wait until he was done with his work to know the feel of him so very completely entwined with her own body.

"Well now," she started and soft moans escaped her lips as his lips touched her skin, and she quite visibly trembled under his touch. Then those lips traveled more and there was no keeping her breath from becoming heavy or keeping her body from melting into his every touch that he placed on her. The way that his hands felt against her skin, his lips, his arms around her. It was so much more than she usually felt when she was going to have sex. Maybe it was the anticipation, the game that they were playing, the teasing. Or maybe it just had something to do with Ashton and Ashton alone. "I wouldn't want you having to find some other girl. She just wouldn't be able to treat you right," she said in husky tone a sly smile on her lips as she turned to look at him as best she could.

She was more than a little sure that he didn't normally say things like that, didn't usually tease girls in that way. Hell, he wouldn't just sleep with her, so she really couldn't believe that he would just sleep with some girl at work because he had the image of her in his head. When it well and came down to it, Ashton was a good guy, and she knew that much about him was true. It was endearing in a way that she couldn't quite explain. Right in those moments though, all that she could think was how incredibly sex he was. And how amazing his fingers felt as they moved her hair away from her neck.

An airy chuckle escaped her lips and she shook her head from side to side slightly. "No," she started and then was half tempted to turn in his arms so that she could kiss him, but there wasn't much moving with his hands on her. "I don't want to be here all alone. And a good boyfriend wouldn't leave his girlfriend unsatisfied." And though those words were scary, something that she had never meant to have with anyone else, she knew that was what he wanted from her. If it was going to end up getting her laid, then, she would go along with it for the time being and then deal with it later. That was how Regan usually dealt with things. Right in that moment, she was quite sure that she would be more than willing to tell him anything that he wanted to hear just so that he wouldn't stop touching her.

Then she was pinned to the wall and she let out a moan that was louder than any of the ones that she had let escape before. Those blues of hers moved to lock on his eyes and for a brief moment she felt her breath being taken away. Not something that she really experienced before, she but didn't look too much into it. Once his fingers got low enough, she moved her leg up hooking it around his hips as her arms wrapped around his neck holding him to her. "Ash, you are such a tease," she spoke in a whisper, but there was a smile on her face none the less.

[ashton mitchell brindle]

at that moment a million things were racing through that poor boy's head. his breathing and his heart finally slowed down to a normal rate. his green eyes closed shut as he sighed deeply. a hand traveled up the thigh that was wrapped around his hip, and as it reached to her knee which was pressed to his back, he slowly pried her leg away from his body. as much as it pained him to become a recluse at a moment like this, he knew in his heart that he couldn't do this. he felt something for her, he really did, but at the same time it wasn't enough.

unfortunately for regan ashton was having one of those "seeing jesus" moments, where he realized his mistake and tried to prevent it as much as possible. that's not to say that he could have been easily swayed because at that moment, even with their bodies pressed together with a cloth barrier, his knees felt weak. it just didn't seem fair to her (even though she couldn't possibly tell what was going on in his head) that he kept thinking of kat during this whole time. she was a thing of the past that he just couldn't seem to let go, and that's not how he wanted it. he had felt the same way about other girlfriends -- where kat is concerned -- and he was never able to give them his one hundred percent.

regan; you're so beautiful,

[/i] he began as he kissed her forehead. he then pressed his head against hers and looked down into her eyes as best he could. a hand began massaging her shoulder roughly while the other hand worked to part her hair away from her face and over her other shoulder. i can't do this to you. to me.[/i] he closed his eyes and gulped, the intensity and pressure of the small massage growing as he tried to calm himself down. but soon he let that hand fall to his side in a clenched fist. i want to, i want to so bad, but regan...[/i] he pulled his face away from hers an opened his eyes slowly, his gaze never deviating away from hers.

ashton could feel the pressure building in his temples and wrists, and he knew instantly that he probably looked extremely strained from the veins that usually popped out when he was feeling this way. he had to restrain himself, though, or else he'd never feel right about regan. maybe it was all of those lonely nights that made him so desperate for just any kind of a good, solid relationship, or that she resembled kat, or that she was just so amazing on so many levels, he couldn't give up on what they could possibly have. he wanted her, just on more than a physical level. the question was, did she want the same thing?

that's what scared him the most. it seemed so sudden and she seemed so willing to just give herself to him, but was that all she was after, was the sex? he had dealt with many girls like her: the mean girls, the ones with that fiery passion in their personality that he loved so much. they weren't the type to commit, though. or at least not like he was. he was ready to settle down, get married and all of that fun stuff. it may have seemed like a lot to be asking from regan, and that's why he felt so silly.

ashton was under the impression that if they took things slowly things would work out between the two. then again, this would be the second time he denied sex with her, and the first time she thought he was gay, so who knows what she'd think now? that he was a little less than average in that department? the thought made him chuckle, and then he quickly pushed it aside. there was no need to think so highly of himself, after all.

with big, apologetic eyes ashton took a few steps back from regan and shrugged his shoulders impishly before putting on a cheesy grin. don't hate me?[/i]
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[regan lilly costello]

Things were finally going in the direction that she wanted them and she couldn't be happier about it. The press of their bodies against one another, the heat between them raising. Everything was leading in the direction that she was indeed going to get laid by this all too beautiful man. And if that meant that she needed to be his girlfriend, then fine, she would be his girlfriend, but only because that would mean, and you guessed it, more sex. If Regan were to think on it she would know that there was no way that she could let herself feel more for him, but that didn't mean that she was going to pass up sleeping with him. Finally, getting to feel how well he fit with her in the most intimate of ways.

Then something happened that she really didn't expect. Something that caused her eyes to grow wide and a 'are you kidding me' expression to take over her face. The feel of his hand moving her leg off of him was all that needed to happen to let her know that things were taking another turn, and not for the direction that she wanted. She swore she had never met a man who was so mood swingy in her entire life. One minute he was hot, the next he was cold, and he just kept switching things. She couldn't help but wonder just what it was that was going through his brain to cause him to be so...indecisive. What was going on in that pretty little skull of his that was making him act like such...such a...woman. Regan had half a mind to knock on his skull to see if there was even a brain there.

A sigh came from the woman when he spoke and kissed her forehead. "I'm aware," because she was. She was aware that she was beautiful. She was aware that if she wanted to she could get dressed and leave his apartment and find someone else that would far more willingly have sex with her. She was aware that he really was driving her insane. She was aware that he might actually be gay and that might be what was causing hold up after hold up. No matter what it was, though, that didn't change the fact that she had quite possibly not wanted someone more in a long time.

The red head pushed herself off of the wall once he had moved away from her and she eyed him carefully. The look on her face was nothing short of annoyed. Though, she couldn't keep herself upset with him for very long, not with the way that he spoke, or those soft eyes. In that moment she really hated him because he couldn't even let her be pissed off at him. Not for at least a short amount of time. She felt that she deserved at least that much given that he was quite literally driving her insane. There was a roll of those big blue eyes and she let out a sigh shaking her head. "I don't hate you. I should, but I don't," she stated simply before locking her eyes on his.

Regan took a step towards him closing the distance and cupping his cheek before pressing a soft kiss to his lips. "I'm going to go take that bath now. I'll be here when you get back from work. I just need to cool my jets before I decide to tie you to the bed and rape you," she cooed in teasing tones and then kissed him quickly. With that she made her second attempt to head to the bathroom, and this time, if he grabbed her, she was not going to be taking no for an answer.

[ashton mitchell brindle]

ashton wasn't sure what had confused him most about the last few statements she had made: the fact that she wasn't mad at him or the fact that she had seriously just said she wanted to rape him. he honestly had no idea how to react to that, and the only thing he could do was squint his eyes at her as he watched her walk back to the bathroom, the distance this time between her and the tub not as far as last time since she nearly made it before he stopped her.

and as he watched the back of her head (at least if that's what you'd like to believe that's what he was staring at) he let out a loud, distraught sigh and shoved his hands into his pockets. never before had a girl puzzled him like this and made his mind and his body feud like this. some would think that kat was just as bad if not worse than this, but honestly, there were no games with her. he did't care about her feelings because, to be completely honest, she had none and even if she did she disregarded the way other's felt so what was the point?

as he walked past her to go into his room to find another shirt to wear, he playfully bumped his elbow into her shoulder before ducking through the door and then over to his closet. as he found the nearest black shirt he could find and then a pair of shoes, he peered over to the bathroom every once in a while, tempted to -- no, he had to go to work, mostly in fear that if he didn't his internship would be shattered, but the time away from her would help him clear his mind, and maybe the same would go for her while he was away.

okay, well, help yourself to anything you need. towels are in there,

[/i] he pointed over to the linen closet in the hallway before grabbing his car keys out of the tray in the foyer. oh, and...[/i] he was about to make a remark about the comment she made about raping him, but he figured that would be an ill thought out way to leave her off. after all he was probably running late (not really, his boss hadn't specified a certain time he had to be there) and if she got to be too big of a distraction again he'd never leave his apartment. bye,[/i] he finally called over his shoulder as he closed the door and locked it.

as soon as he got to work he was slammed with work. no one else but his boss was at the office, so he was definitely there longer than he had expected. and somehow he had managed to staple his hand but he was too afraid to say anything about it because he was too busy. it hurt like a bitch, even after he finally left the office at three in the morning. when he got home he hadn't necessarily expected regan to actually be there, so you could imagine his surprise when he caught glimpse of her in the bed when he was walking into his room. in all honesty, it wasn't the fact that she was still there that caught his attention, it was the fact that she was completely naked within his sheets. even though his hand was throbbing and his temples felt like they were being sat on, he still obviously enjoyed the view and stood in the doorway for a moment, watching her sleep with a content smirk on his face.

he finally made her way over to her after several moments standing there, swaying in place. he wasn't necessarily taken aback by her so much that he just stood there, but he was just too tired and sore to care where he was as long as he wasn't moving. he leaned over the bed and brushed the hair away from her forehead before kissing it gently. as he pulled away he pulled the sheets up slightly. he contemplated taking his clothes off, but his bed looked too good to be true and it seemed to be taunting him, so with a loud huff he fell onto the other side of the king sized bed, his feet dangling off the side. ashton's green eyes fluttered close, but he was far from sleep, mostly because his hand was becoming rather bothersome.
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