University Roommates (Restart)

Ashton:

A low groan escaped my thoat as she kissed lower instead of up to my lips, but even so it was one of pleasure. One hand went around her back to press her body closer to mine while the other hand found it’s way into her hair, gripping it gently. “Well it’s getting there. But not fully better,” I murmured huskily.

Anna-
"No?" I asked, acting genuinely concerned for his masculinity. I moved my lips to the other side of his neck. I lightly sucked at the skin, hoping to leave the tiniest hickey as payback for the still fading one on my neck. Then i moved my lips back up, kissing the very corner of his mouth, but not fully moving to his lips. "How about now?" I mumbled.

Ashton:

The teasing was too much. I moved my hand down to her neck and found her lips with mine. After the behaving at the store and her taunting me now, I didn’t feel like being gentle. I kissed her deeply and held her firmly in my arms.

Emily:
I kissed him back, relieved that we could finally do this without a public eye. I moved my hands to his side and fisted the material of his shirt in my fingers.

Ashton:

After another minute, I pulled back just an inch with my forehead pressed to hers. “You know, I think you should pay for all the teasing,” I murmured. My hands slid around her body slowly until they got to her hips where I caressed the skin just under the hem of her shirt.

Emily:
I was having a little trouble breathing already and my brain wasnt quite caught up. "How would you suggest I do that?" I asked, moving my hands to his hair. I dont know how i managed to go so long without running my fingers through his hair.

Ashton:

“Well,” I murmured. “It’s less about what you do, and more about what I do…” In a quick movement, I turned us around and lifted her onto the counter top. I stood between her legs with my hands resting on her thighs.

Emily:
I gasped when i was suddently airborne and giggled when i found myself completely turned around. "Oh really?" I asked "well what are you gonna do?" . I rested my hands on his shoulders and leaned in to kiss him again.

Ashton:

“Uh-uhh,” I said and shook my head with a fiendish grin.  I started to slowly trace my hands up her thighs while I moved my lips down her neck in light, sucking kisses.  “It’s your turn now,” I murmured against her collar bone.

Emily:
I bit my lip and tilted my head up. "Um I- I think we should negotiate," I stuttered, trying to form sentences when his hands were on me and his mouth was on my neck. "I think it would be better for both of us, if you kissed me."

Ashton:

“I am kissing you,” I said, planting a kiss under her collar bone, grazing it gently with my teeth. Meanwhile my hands moved along her inner thigh but moved up to her hips before they reached the apex. I slid them up under her shirt and along her firm body.

Emily:
I moaned a little ans tightened my grip on his shoulder when his hands slid under my shirt. "You're doing more than kissing..." I mumbled. I hooked my legs around him and pulled him closer.

Ashton:

I kissed down her chest following the line of her top while my hands moved under it just at the edge of her bra. Then I slid my hands back down, over her sides and tummy then just under her belly button. I brought my face back to hers, my lips close but not quite kissing her. “Why don’t we move this to the couch, or perhaps the bedroom…” I whispered.

Emily:
I nodded my head, my lips brushing his with every movement of my head. "I think a bed would be... comfortable," I said.

Ashton:

I pulled back looking at her face, trying to read exactly what she wanted, how far this would go. In my eyes the bed was suggestive enough. I kissed her then, long and lustful, before locking my arms around her. With her legs wrapped around my waist, I carried her to her bedroom and dropped her gently only the bed.

Emily:
I smiled against his lips when he picked me up and kept my mouth on his the whole time. When i felt the bed under me, i broke apart from him enough to slide up towards the head of the bed, pulling him with me. I tugged at his shirt.

Ashton:

I crawled over her, kissing her deeply before I helped her with my shirt then freed her of hers. Once the clothing was puddled on the ground I stooped to pepper her tummy with kisses, holding her by the hips.

Emily:
I giggled breathlessly at the ticklish sensation of his kisses and arched my back. His hands on my hips didnt allow much movement, but I reached down for him. "The teasing is over, come up here," I said, sounding a lot like a plea.

Ashton:

I kissed a line from her navel, up to her chest and neck, then her jaw and finally her lips all while sliding my hands up her body. “You’re breathtaking,” I murmured in between kisses, “you know that?”

Emily:
I felt my face blush and without a shirt, I knew the pink tint to my skin traveled down my chest as well. When he said things like that, it was hard to imagine that there was ever a time when he kept his distance, not touching me, barely looking at me. With the thought that I was so much happier now with this turn of events, I kissed him back harder. "I love you," I mumbled against his lips. "You know that?"

Ashton:

I grinned. “I know,” I said and kissed all around her face slowly and tenderly. “I love you too, more than I’ve ever loved anyone.” I propped myself up on my elbow and looked down at her, studying every feature of her face as I cupped her cheek with my other hand. “You give me a reason to enjoy life again,” I whispered.

Emily:
I smiled at him, feeling myself getting teary. I didn't want to cry, but I did sniffle a little. I wrapped my hands around the back of his neck and pulled him a little closer to kiss him, softly. "I just want you to be happy," I whispered. Even just the smiles were a complete turn around from a few months ago. Every time he grinned, or laughed, it was like the clouds opening up on a rainy day.

Ashton:

I went back to kissing her, still holding her face. It wasn’t long before my hands started wandering again, tracing patterns on her skin and feeling her warm body. Our lips were chapped yet I didn’t want to stop. Eventually my hand slid down to her waist band. I hooked a thumb under and paused questioningly.

Emily:
I felt his lips hesitate on mine just as his hands found the waist band of my pants. I arched my back again, my hips brushing his, so I could slide them down. I kicked them the rest of the way off and then busied myself with the buttons on his pants.

((Shall we skip?))