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Post by Hallie Keating on Jun 26, 2015 17:14:15 GMT -5
Normally, she would have wouldn't have hesitated in apologizing for such vulgar language and begged for forgiveness, but in that moment in time, she couldn't find it within herself to do so. The way Samuel scolded her was oddly attractive, and she simply offered a coy little smirk as she watched him grab a free hand to bring it to his lips. The smirk playing on her lips turned into a smile. He ushered her hand down his own body, then placed it on his length, where she latched her fingers around him and he guided her through a series of firm, steady strokes.
Her breathing intensified at the new feeling, and the feeling of another finger delving between her legs and entering her. Letting out a series of small groans a gasps, her body stiffened with tension with each passing second. He was hard and pulsing, and it was for her. That elicited excitement within her, and she nodded at his question.
"As ready as I'll ever be," she told him, her voice low and sultry.
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Post by Aedan O'Brien on Jun 26, 2015 18:11:59 GMT -5
God, yes, finally! Samuel leaned down for a few more fervent kisses, then reached into the pocket of his pants for a condom. "All right," he murmured as he tore open the packaging and rolled the condom on. "It might hurt a little," he whispered, an apologetic look on his face. "Just tell me if you need me to slow down." With one hand at the base of his length and his other on Hallie's cheek, he got himself situated between her legs and gazed into her eyes. "God, you're glorious," he added as he began, slowly but firmly, to push himself inside her.
Oh, yes, she certainly was glorious - pure and untouched and everything about this feeling attested to that fact. He groaned as he made his way even deeper, a push past the point of maximum resistance, and then he was fully inside her and every part of him was suffused with pleasure. Still slow and gentle, he began to thrust, lowering his lips to Hallie's neck to kiss and nibble and adore. His fingers tangled in her hair, his nose filled with her scent - he was finally doing what he'd wanted to do since the first time he'd noticed the red-headed beauty.
"Hallie ... oh, god ... "
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Post by Hallie Keating on Jun 26, 2015 18:59:59 GMT -5
Ever since she was little, all she had ever been told was how much of a sweet, innocent, doll of a little girl she was; what with dressing in dresses, walking around in her mother's heels, or playing with makeup. If she was to get into some type of trouble, she was almost always quickly forgiven, to which she would always show her gratefulness for. She had been raised to be well-mannered and poised and proper; and yet, here she was...sleeping with a boy she had barely known. She already knew what her family would think once they learned of her actions. They would scold her endlessly and probably punish her in some way...but, in her mind, Hallie realized she couldn't conjure the energy to care what her family thought of her or what she had done. All that mattered to her was that she was with someone who, for the first time in her life, wanted her in more ways than one.
She nodded her head slightly, listening to him speak, then prepared herself as he paused for a few moments. Her eyes lifted to a tree above them, and she forced herself not to think about the pain that was sure to come in a matter of moments. But behind the pain, she knew there would also be pleasure, and surely that pleasure would be too overwhelming to care about the pain.
"God, you're glorious."
Hallie blushed for what felt like the thousandth time that night. Samuel was just perfect, in every sense of the word. She wished she had been able to vocalize what she thought as well, but before she even had the chance, she felt him push into her. She gasped sharply, then groaned in slight pain as her walls opened, then constricted around him. It was unlike anything she had ever felt in her whole life, and oh, as soon as the pain slowly started to dwindle away, Hallie could feel her own arousal building up.
Her hands reached around to his back, where her fingernails raked against his skin, and she moaned loudly as her hips developed a mind of their own and started bucking against his thrusts.
"Oh, Samuel," she moaned his name...not once, not twice, but multiple times. This had to be the best feeling in the world.
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Post by Aedan O'Brien on Jun 26, 2015 19:55:08 GMT -5
The only thing that could possibly make this better would be for her to moan his real name, but it wasn't quite time for that yet. Regardless, he was still the one making her cry out this way, whether she called him "Samuel" or anything else. Just the two of them, and the moon, the trees and the river, and ecstatic pleasure. Finally his mind went blank, wiped clean. The endless talk, the planning, the scheming, the carefully detailed deceptions were driven away by the sensations of sex. The world that he would conquer was only this, only now, and he had fought his way to victory.
He noticed her pain, and did his best to kiss it away, and soon enough she was meeting his thrusts with her hips and quite obviously sharing in his pleasure. He took this as his cue to speed up, and he moaned with pleasure at the feeling of her nails digging into his back. "Yes, Hallie," he groaned, tugging at her hair in response. "Mmmmm, yes ... "
Some more kisses, and then he lifted himself up to slip his arms beneath Hallie's legs, elbows to knees, tilting her pelvis to allow even deeper penetration. From this vantage point, he could watch her breasts bounce in time with his thrusts, and he could feel beads of sweat rolling down his back, and he was getting closer and closer to the inevitable, breathtaking climax.
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Post by Hallie Keating on Jun 26, 2015 23:00:06 GMT -5
Since the first time she had come into contact with Samuel, there was something about him that intimidated her, and though she would never admit it to anyone, especially to him, she wanted to know what exactly it was. Was it the fact that she was worried that this situation would come and she wouldn't be able to please him? Perhaps. She had never been able to really fully satisfy or please anyone in her family, and she thought that maybe, that would always be the case. Now though, she knew that was wrong, simply because she was witnessing Samuel's reactions to everything she was doing to him! It gave her the slightest bits of confidence, knowing she could make a boy feel completely aroused. It had been a definite silent triumph for her.
His mouth was everywhere as he continued to pull and then push back into her, and after a while, she found herself growing more bold, and found her hands exploring him as well; every fold, every crevass, every inch of him was just marvelous. Once he pulled away a bit, Hallie caught his gaze with her own. He leaned upright against the light of the moon, and she noticed that he was shiny with sweat from the heat their bodies had created. When he entered again, it was from a different, more deeper angle, and she closed her eyes, relishing in the new, sensational feeling while letting her arms fall back to her sides and her hands grasping blades of grass in between her fingers.
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Post by Aedan O'Brien on Jun 27, 2015 21:20:29 GMT -5
The pleasure was building inexorably, a grand crescendo of swelling sensation, and he wasn't going to be able to hang on much longer. Frankly, though, Samuel didn't care much about making women orgasm. As far as he was concerned, his climax was the climax: the one that mattered. So, while part of him wished that he could hold out longer just so that he appeared more of a man in Hallie's eyes, he felt no particular need to ensure her pleasure beyond the extent to which it served his purpose.
He lifted her knees up a bit more and went even harder, grunting, sweating, throwing his head back, loving the feel of her hands roaming across his skin, exploring and appreciating him. "Oh, god ... god ... yes, Hallie ... " and then he was there, hips pressed against her pelvis, cock pulsing, toes curling, mouth hanging open as the tremendous waves of ecstasy washed over him, robbing him of all bodily control.
Afterwards, he collapsed next to her, ridding himself of the condom and then burying his face in her neck to drop lazy kisses across her sweaty skin. One finger traced back and forth along her collarbone.
Finally. Perfect. Only one more necessary step and the evening's goals would be fulfilled.
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Post by Hallie Keating on Jun 27, 2015 23:13:36 GMT -5
The feeling of ecstasy grew with each passing second as the pulse that has started as a small thump inside of her grew into what was now a strong, steady heartbeat of its own. Clearly, she had no idea what it was, but as the minutes ticked by, the heartbeat in her pelvic region became too powerful and wild for her to ignore, and as Samuel continued to penetrate her, she panted heavily, thinking silently of how silly she must have sounded; making sounds like a bloody dog and all.
Still though, the momentum built and pressed, and her eyes re-opened to watch him and his hips as he thrused, only to cry out her name and throw his head back in pleasure moments later. She herself felt her own climax slowly building; a pressure between her thighs that was about to erupt; but before she could react to the feeling, Hallie felt him pull out, then fall onto the ground next to her. She waited a moment before turning her head to glance at him, then sighed pleasantly as his lips grazed against her warm, heated skin.
"I...don't even know what to say," she admitted, chewing on her lip for a second before reaching down to catch his single finger that had been exploring her collarbone between two of her own.
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Post by Aedan O'Brien on Jun 28, 2015 0:46:54 GMT -5
"Mmmm ... I've got an idea," Samuel replied, reaching down for the pants that were still around his knees. He pulled a small velvet-covered box out of the pocket and, propping himself up on his elbow so that he could look down into her eyes, opened it up to show her what was inside. It was a ring decorated with two hands holding a crowned heart. "Tell me you'll accept this? It's called a Claddagh ring. It's Irish, like us. The hands stand for friendship, the crown stands for loyalty, and the heart ... "
He dropped his gaze shyly, back to the job of pretending that he was sensitive and sweet.
" ... well, I think that part is ... kind of obvious, really. But if you wear it on your right hand with the heart pointing toward your wrist, it means ... you know ... that you're in a relationship. So ... it's for you. If you'll accept it?"
With that, Samuel dropped another tender kiss on Hallie's lips.
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Post by Hallie Keating on Jun 28, 2015 1:36:45 GMT -5
Her eyebrows furrowed curiously as she watched him lean up to grab something from his pants, and she quickly took a moment to wipe off any sweat that lingered on her face, because that certainly wasn't attractive, was it?
When Samuel pushed back onto his elbow to turn towards her, her eyes drifted to the little velvet box between his hands. Once he opened it, she gasped in surprise, taking in the beauty of the ring. She had known of a Claddagh ring before, as both her mother and her grandmother had wore won, but she had never been given one by anybody-until now, that was.
Her eyes sparkled with warmth and genuineness and a million other things as she fervently returner his kiss, placing her fingers along the base of his chin, then pulled away after a few seconds. "Of course I accept it," she grinned, offering her right hand to him. Thank you so much."
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Post by Aedan O'Brien on Jun 28, 2015 5:11:08 GMT -5
With an enormous smile on his lips, Samuel reached for her hand and slipped the ring onto her finger. He placed a kiss there, where it nestled beside her knuckle, and he could almost feel himself glowing with pleasure. This was an essential step in the plan, and he'd pulled it off without a hitch. Oh, glorious, wonderful night! He had chosen the one he wanted and he had made her his in all the necessary ways.
Well, of course he had: Samuel never failed. He wasn't surprised, but he didn't need to be. He was still elated. This much was genuine, and he didn't mind expressing it. True emotions could be extraordinarily useful things to express, after all, as long as one thought through the implications and repercussions beforehand. There were no negatives to displaying this one.
"You do me honor," he murmured as he gazed longingly into her eyes. "I am very proud to call you my girlfriend. This night has truly been amazing."
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Post by Hallie Keating on Jun 28, 2015 20:39:30 GMT -5
Hallie brought her right hand up in front of her, then gazed at the ring as it sparkled and twinkled against the moonlight. How had she gotten so lucky? It seemed impossible, the way very thing had turned out, but here she was, sitting right there with Samuel, who was brilliant and radiant in his own, fantastic way.
So, she was his girlfriend now. She could no longer long for certain boys and wish they were hers...oh, no. Those sort of things were over. Now, she actually had someone to share everything with! Her joy, her sadness, her frustrations...surely Samuel would be hearing it all.
With a wide smile, she daringly leaned over to peck his lips, then pulled herself up to her feet before searching for, and eventually putting on her clothes. "I'm the honored one...truly. I won't soon forget this. Thank you," Hallie said again.
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Eventually, they made their way back into his car and towards the Academy. The drive was long and peacefully quiet, and Hallie allowed herself to fantasize about what a relationship with Samuel would entail. More film dates, adventures, classy dinners, and nights like tonight? Oh, she could hardly contain herself.
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