I'M NOT YOUR CUTE LITTLE SEX TOY - - Max

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[atrb=width,240] "As soon as Elise had decided that she wanted Max to come over for the night she felt herself get nervous. She had never had a boy stay over so everything was a new experience. Hell, everything with Max was a new experience. But seeing him open up to her tonight made her hopeful, it made her start to think that- hey, maybe he could be a good guy. That there was more to him than the hard ass outer shell that he kept up constantly. One day a girl was going to come along in his life and be the one to change his life completely. For all she knew she could be that girl. She wasn't like the rest of the girls that Max encountered, she was different. Maybe that would be good for him. He needed a girl that wasn't just going to throw herself at him. He needed someone to take care of him, and be there for him no matter what. Elise was determined to be there for him, which was odd because they had just met each other recently. It didn't matter though, she cared about him and that was what really mattered. She would be the best friend he could ever have. Sure he was always saying how he wanted to sleep with her and stuff like that. But that wasn't going to happen. Not anytime soon that is. She was determined to help change him, but not change herself. It would definitely be a hard challenge for her to take on but it would all be worth it in the end, right? God she hoped so. Yeah the idea of having a relationship with someone as attractive and charming as him would be fun and exciting. But she wouldn't let herself go through a relationship with him knowing how he is to girls, knowing that he cheats on his current girlfriend. Yeah she wasn't being very helpful by inviting him over for the night. But that was all strictly as a friend's point of action. She refused to let him do anything tonight that would go against her own moral code. She couldn't let herself get hurt. Elise turned off her macbook and closed it, sliding open the desk drawer and setting it in it's usual spot before standing up. She looked into her floor-length mirror and took a deep breath. The one thing that she had a problem with was her appearance, she had a self confidence issue that got to her easily. And having Max point out flaws in her pictures made her really got to her. She stared at her legs, they weren't as skinny as they used to be which was good. They looked more normal. Back in the pictures she had shown him she had gone through a really bad time, she had to be skinny. Before college life she used to be annorexic. She took diet pills and pills to control her hunger. She would slip her dinner to the dogs and it eventually got to the point where she didn't eat at all, ever. It had gotten really bad when she graduated high school, basically to the point where if she didn't change back that she would die. It was definitely a reality check for her and she went to a summer institution to get back into normal eating habits. But her body was still adjusting back to eating normally. She still found herself getting sick sometimes if she ate just a little too much. And getting herself back to a healthy weight was taking a long time to accomplish. With Max picking out her flaws on the pictures it started cracking her confidence and her walls blocking out the thoughts that she used to have that first got her to stop eating, chicken legs, wrinkly arms. Elle looked at her legs and ran her hands across her arms. Nothing was really wrong with her skin and her legs weren't skinny anymore. But it was still a definite setback on all of her mental and physical progress to get back to loving her body. Elle sighed and went over to her dresser, She was already wearing her favorite black pajama shorts and a matching black tank top, but her chest and arms were still exposed. And she knew that Max had a think about exposed skin and that if she wanted to keep the temptation away that she had to cover up a little more. She grabbed her favorite baby-blue three-quarter-length sleeve's t-shirt and slid it on. It covered up her exposed top well. Her legs were still exposed but that wasn't such a bad thing. Or so she liked to think it wasn't. If she wasn't covered up enough for him then when he got here she would put on some pajama pants for him. Anything to make him more comfortable being around her without all of the sexual needs that she figured he got when he was around a girl. She looked at the clock on the wall, he should be arriving pretty soon. Elle took a deep breath, preparing herself for a very interesting night. Their conversation had gotten pretty intense over the chat earlier and she definitely needed to be more prepared for an in person conversation. She wouldn't be able to take a second and think with him sitting in front of her. She had to be able to respond to him quickly and comfortingly. She was the least judgmental person in her sorority and probably the one person that she could honestly say he would be able to trust. Whenever someone opens up to her it makes her feel more important in their life. Like she takes a part of that burden off of their shoulders to help get them through life. She would be here for Max through anything that happens. Whether it's girl problems that he needs a girl's perspective on, or if he just needs something to do for the night. She would be there. Always.	[atrb=width,130] words , 1008 words tagged , Hannah as Max notes , ohemgee<3 i can't wait for this. outfit , link!
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max was never the sort of boy to share his emotions, especially not with a girl he just met. hell, especially with girls at all. sure, some found it cute and romantic and very charming when a boy opened up and let his feelings and emotions out, because it showed exactly that- their feelings and emotions and that they actually had them. however, max got along just fine with his dashing good looks and 'charming' personality. he didn't need to look pitiful or vulnerable to get a little ass. he was getting by perfectly without it. however, that night he had been emotionally compromised. for some reason, he had let himself open up to elise. he had let himself become weak in front of her, even if they were only communicating through a computer screen. their conversation was going swimmingly until he mentioned his father and she pushed for a further explanation. of course, he shrugged her off the first time but the second time? she pushed harder and he cracked, like an egg on a tile floor. he fell down to her and let himself seem like some sob story out of a lifetime movie, like her wish was his command. with a snap of elle's fingers, he had become a different person. he had transformed into a person with emotion, a person that wasn't afraid to share his feelings. he had become the max that he didn't like and usually refused to let break free of its cage, hidden deep in his heart somewhere. however, tonight he had become submissive to elise and he was the least bit pleased about it. he had let the other side of max break free.

shockingly, though, she had asked him to come over. it was in more words than just that, put the plain fact of the matter was that she had invited him to her 'house,' to her bedroom, to where she slept, and at four in the morning as well. obviously he knew wasn't looking for a booty call just to make him happy nor was he looking for anything sexual. even though it wasn't normal for him, he wanted to go to elle's. he wanted to be with someone and he wanted to be comforted. another weird thing about the situation? this had never happened. max had never felt so vulnerable in his life, besides to his father. he had never felt like a puppet, as if the strings were being pulled under someone elses wim, whereas they'd usually be under his. he didn't know how it felt to feel this way, like he was at the hand of someone else. the only person that had ever made him this weak was his father. it was a feeling that was never very appealing to max.

he didn't reject the offer though, because he did want to be in the company of someone else. but just anyone though- someone who had a heart and was speaking from that heart, not just their vagina. elise was that kind of person. she seemed to honestly care about max and how he was feeling, which was also something that rarely ever happened to max. it was always sex, sex, and more sex with girls. diana was that kind of person, as well, but diana and elise were two different people. max was attracted to diana because she was hot. she had a nice body, a nice face, and she was willing- so he was willing, too. their relationship probably wasn't even fit enough to be called a relationship- just two people that were labeled as boyfriend and girlfriend, though never actually did anything but neverending foreplay. obviously max wanted to sleep with elle. obviously, he thought she was hot. but obviously, the chances of the former were low, and if it did ever happen, it wouldn't for a very long time, and the latter was max's own opinion of the girl. he couldn't force her to say yes to him, which made him think otherwise of their impossible friendship. it made him think that it was possible with a litte tender, loving care.

even though it was all new to him, maximillian wasted no time in getting to the sorority house. it was only a ten minute drive and that's how long he had taken- ten minutes. he arrived at the residence and was not surprised to see the shocked but excited faces of the girls. it was clear to him that they were hoping he had come for a little ass and that he was going to choose of the following girls still awake, from either partying, sex, or any other strange reason. the only thing he said to the girls was, where's elise lafontaine's room? there were a couple upset faces, which he assumed was because he was choosing an under experienced pledge rather than an experienced sister. still, though, they led him to the room, gave him a couple suggestive glances as if persuading him to crawl into their beds, but retreated when they realized that their attempts were faulty. instead of just bursting into the room, like he usually would have, he softy tapped on the door with his fist. what the hell are you doing, max? he muttered softly to himself, waiting for elise to answer. what was he doing? even better, what was he expecting?

899, RORY AS ELISE,CLOTHES, KINDA CRAP BUT IT'S SOMETHING <3 LUV THEM ~

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[atrb=width,240] This was so not something that Elise would normally do. She would never invite a boy over at almost four in the morning, especially when the boy was one with a reputation for sleeping with a lot of women. But there was something different about Max, something that she could tell he had only let her see. They connected and that made him special to her, he had felt comfortable enough to let her in and express probably his deepest kept secret. That was probably the most special thing that had ever happened in her love life, or lack there of. She was determined to get closer to Max, but not in the way that he usually wanted. She wanted to be friends with him, and only friends. Elise wanted to get close enough to where he could always go to her if he needed to talk, and not his usual charm-talk where he was trying to get a girl in bed. She wanted him to feel comfortable enough to sit with her and talk about his past, his real emotions that are hidden under his layer of womanizing and charm. The real Max. She had never been more determined to be there for someone. But if she wasn't then really, who would be? most of the girls around here just wanted to sleep with him, others wanted to date him for the popularity boost they would get with their sorority. Max was a legend on campus and everyone knew him, if a girl dated him- they were popular, at least for the ammount of time that they were together. If they had sex with him? well, really all they got to say was that they did, got them bragging rights towards the pledges and made them feel superior to us. But none of that mattered to Elise, she had more of a heart than the girls who were like that. She didn't want the popularity or the bragging rights. She wanted the friendship that she knew would be an amazing one. Elise had spent most of the time waiting for Max to arrive by picking up her room. Which really didn't last all that long because her room was always kept organized and clean. She sighed and put her shoes in her closet before she looked around her clean room. She went over to the mini-fridge that she had and sighed. " why do i never have any bottles of water up here when i want one?

[/color] " she muttered. Elise was always out buying cases of bottled watter for the house because most of the time the girls were out buying alcohol and with her being the only one in the house who didn't drink it became a problem. She walked out of her room and down the stairs to the kitchen. A group of the girls were standing around the island talking about classes and ideas for more mixers. Smiling at Candice she went over to the fridge and grabbed a few bottles of water to take back up into her room. " having fun girls?[/color] " she asked, laughing at their responses as she walked back up to her room. She placed the bottles of water in her fridge and sighed, ' what are you doing Elise? he's a boy with a bad reputation and a popularity based on his charm and ability to manipulate women.. ' her thoughts were getting the best of her and she had started to doubt herself. What if he was more convincing in person than he was online? what if he tried something and she couldn't resist him?

There was no way that Max would do anything to her knowing that it wasn't something that she wanted. She had more faith in him than that. Elise could hear a bunch of comotion downstairs and a lot of talking. Max must have arrived, it was the only explination for the raise in the girls' volume. She could feel her nerves begining to get the best of her, what were the girls going to say to her tomorrow when Max leaves? They were already asking her questions about him talking to her at the party, they would probably start saying that they were hooking up or something. Which wasn't true because Elise was definitely still a virgin. And she didn't plan on that changing anytime soon. She was scared, acutally. She didn't want it to hurt, physically or emotionally.. She didn't want it to be planned either. When you plan something usually something goes wrong or it just plain doesn't work. And she definitely didn't want to go through what one of her best friends did. Her friend Delilah had been with this one boy for a month before losing her virginity to him, and as soon as she did she found out he was really only with her to try and get her to have sex with him. And after she finally did he left her with out any warning. Elise refused to have that happen to her. And if she lost it to Max she had a pretty good feeling that he wouldn't stick around. Why would he really? Why would he stick around and be with Elise when he could go and have any girl any day? It was just simple logic, she doubted that he would stick with her if he had the oppourtunity to be with anyone. She wasn't that exciting anyways. Elise was Innocent and naive. If a boy was flirting with her there was a huge chance that she wouldn't notice. Just for the simple fact that it didn't happen often, or so she figured. She just thought they were being nice. Elise was pretty oblivious when it came to flirting and all of that fun stuff. Sure she probably flirted with guys but she never noticed it. She's probably led a few guys on too for all she knows. But she wanted things to be different this time around. She wanted Max and her to be close in a way that he has probably never been with a girl. In a way she could see herself being his wingwoman and helping him pick out girls to charm. it would be fun. She heard the knock on her door and walked over to it, her heart was beating fast and she tried to picture how the night would pan out. Elise opened her bedroom door and smiled, " Hey Max.[/color] " she said to him, shooting a glance to the girls who were spying from the staircase. " Come on in[/color] " she said as she stepped to the sid as he stepped inside, closing the door behind him as she locked it. Knowing the girls they would probably try to 'accidentally' interrupt them to get a glance as to what they were up to. " I'm glad you came.[/color] " she said, smiling at him with the most sincerity she ever had. He was a lot more attractive than she had origionally remembered, and had a feeling tonight was going to be interesting, hell- anything with Max would be.
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max had a girlfriend. he had a woman in his life, one was enough. having a girlfriend also meant that max already had one commitment in his life, what made him think he needed another one? then again, when had that ever stopped him before? then again, none of those other times when he had cheated on diana was exactly a commitment. it was a hit and run, a one shot-one time sort of thing. he slept with those girls once and then never bothered again. he had a feeling that elle wasn't going to be that type of girl. in fact, he knew that elle wasn't going to be the sort of situation that he has accustomed to. in that way, he meant that he knew that she wasn't going to have sex with him. for starters, she was a virgin and what virgin would want to lose their innocence to max? a lot, actually, but elise wasn't that type of girl and he had observed that in only a day. he had a feeling that elise wasn't going to be a booty call, but a friend, which he wasn't used to. even though he didn't really want a new friend nor did he need one, she had to be in his life now. why? because max had sold his soul to her when he revealed his secret. something about elise made him spill his guts without thinking, whether it be the friendly and accepting appearance that she had, that calm aura that just radiated off of her, he didn't hesitate to give in to her. why did that make max putty in elise's hands now? because it was actually a secret- a deep, dark one, that no one knew. no one but elle.

that's what brought max to elise's door on that particular night as well. that's what brought max to the familiar sorority house, the one that he had been in more than his own parent's home, than his own condo. this time, though, he wasn't coming for a booty call from elle, though. honestly, he didn't know what he was there for- he was just following orders, because like was already established, max felt like he was at elle's hands now, like she was pulling the strings and he was her puppet. he wasn't very reluclant to make a visit to her that night, even though he knew he wasn't getting ass or any action from her. he didn't know what he was getting. all he knew that he had become weak in front of elle and now he was paying for it.

as he stood and waited for elise answer the door and rescue him from the dozens of girls that were pretending to converse down the hall, that were listening in from their own bedrooms, and the ones spying from the staircase also down the hall, max ran just exactly what he told elle in his head. as silly as it sounded, he couldn't remember what he had really told her- all he knew was that he told her something about his dad and his mother. all he knew was that she knew now, which was more than he could say for anyone else. his eyes were glued to the floor until he heard her dainty footsteps approaching the door on the other side, following the sound of door opening, and then her sweet voice. hey max, come on in. she said, still as calming as she was from the chat. he stepped into the 'dorm' and behind him, he could hear her quickly close the door from the nosy girls outside of the safety of her room. i'm glad you came. she said, making effort to talk to him. he assumed that she was also trying to make things less awkward for the both of them. max was in the middle of the room, studying his surroundings- her bedspread, her shelves, her curtains, her closet. finally, after a few moments of silence, he turned around so that his back was no longer facing her. yeah, i kind of had to. he said, the volume of his voice particularly low. i mean, after what i told you, i had no choice, he said, offering a small half grin. don't worry, though. i won't try anything.

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