Wicked

Six o' clock was approaching fast, and everyone was in a rush to get themselves presentable. Alice and I had invited an old friend to the party, and that in itself was an excuse to look nice. A loud knock on my door startled me, and I rushed to open it. I found Jimmy standing there, looking freaked to the core. “Can I..can I talk to you? About this friend of your's?” he asked, biting the inside of his cheek nervously. I'd never seen, let alone heard of Jimmy acting nervous. For anything.
“Yeah, sure, come on in. Something bothering you?” I stepped back, letting him in to sit on the edge of my bed.
“Well...sort of. You see, I haven't had a date come almost two years, and I've only hooked up with like four girls since then. And they were drunk, which was easy. I don't wanna fuck this up with this girl. How can I make her like me?” his words came out in a blur, making it difficult to keep up.
“Woah woah woah, slow down there, Jim. First of all, you can't make somebody like you. It's a natural thing. Secondly, if you wanna make a good impression on this girl, just be yourself. I've known her for some years now, and if she's still anything like she was in highschool, she hates liars and fakers. So don't pull any stupid shit with her,” I explained, taking his hand soothingly into my own. “You'll be okay. Just breathe, and let this night get through its flow. She'll be here soon, and you can even let her in. Don't worry.” I smiled reassuringly, and he returned it with a hug.
“Thank you, Carter. I just hope I like her...” he trailed off, rubbing my back thankfully.
“Oh, you will. She's great. Funny, artistic, musically incorporated, ya know. Your type.” Grinning, I pulled away and rubbed his shoulders. “You'll like her. Promise.”
Jimmy stood up, and headed towards the door. “Thanks, again. For setting this up for me. It means a lot,” he said before crossing into the hallway and into his room.
Poor fella. It must suck being surrounded by guys who have somebody. Hopefully, tonight would change all of that for him.
I returned back to my vanity mirror, and applied my make up. Brian's figure appeared behind me in the reflection, and I smiled. “Hey there, sugar. You're ready?” I asked, still keeping my focus on my face.
“Yeah, I guess. Decided to go casual, but not desperate. I don't need a hook up anymore,” he smiled, and hugged me from behind.
I smiled and leaned back into him, falling flat against his hard chest. Brian was my new found comfort, and just having him around made me feel calmer. His hands trailed down to my hips, teasingly playing with the exposed skin above my pants. “Hm..Brian, not now. People will be here soon...” I trailed off, my eyes fluttering a little.
I felt his head lean down into the crook of my neck where he gave me soft kisses and gentle bites. “But you promised..” he playfully growled on my skin, pressing his hips against my back. If the hard bulge in his jeans was any indication, Brian didn't want to stop here.
“I know I promised. But later, sweetheart. I've gotta finish getting ready,” I tried to push him away, but he refused to budge. He kept his hands tight around my waist, and his lips locked on my skin.
“But you are ready. For me, right?” I felt his hand trace across the hem of my shorts, stopping at the button in the front, which he pulled on playfully. It came undone under his skilled fingers, and he traced a hand over the outside of my panties, trailing closer to my core. “Right?” he whispered coarsely, giving me a hard bite below my ear, causing me to moan lowly, and nod slowly.
He rubbed me through my underwear, and I leaned back into him even more, his hand pulling the fabric away from my heat, and a fingertip tracing along my lower lips teasingly. “Mm, you are eager for me, huh Princess?” my pet-name for him rolled off of his lips, and I shivered, nodding again. Come on Carter, get back in control here. Don't let him take you right now.
My thoughts brought me back to reality, and I tugged on his wrist. “Brian, please. Just wait until-” he pushed a finger in me and I groaned midsentence, breathing out the last word, “later..” This was the first time he had touched me intimately since the first day I was here.
“What's that about later?” he purred along my skin, slowly pulsing his finger into me, knowing it was making it hard for me to talk.
“You..need to..wait..until..later..” I groaned out slowly, concentrating on my words instead of his hands. “Synyster.”
I felt his lips smile on my skin, and Brian slowly pulled his hand out of my pants and buttoned them back up for me. “Keep calling me Syn and I don't know how long I'll be able to wait,” he chuckled and kissed my shoulder.
“You are a mean, mean boy,” I turned around and faced him, giving him my best angry look, which didn't seem to do much because he just laughed again.
“No, I'm not. You know that,” he grinned and kissed me softly, grazing his teeth over my bottom lip before pulling away. “You look great, by the way. And you feel even better.”
I blushed at his comment and smiled. “Shut up, and get outta here. I need to do my hair,” I turned him around and pushed on his back until he was out of my room, and I had closed the door. I leaned against it and slid down to the floor, huffing my bangs from my face.
A few minutes later and my hair was curled and my bangs were pulled up into victory rolls. Everyone was downstairs,and people were starting to arrive for the party. Some I recognized from the concert, and most I figured were from bands I hadn't heard of. Jimmy appeared with an old friend of mine hooked onto his arm, grinning.
“Carter!” she smiled and released Jimmy to hug me around my neck.
“Hi, Winnie!” I hugged her back tightly, a smile appearing on my lips. Winona had been an old friend of mine since highschool, and I hadn't seen her in almost four years.
“Jeeze, you look so...grown up!” she pulled away and looked at me from head to toe. “You look really good! I'm liking this new look,” she grinned again.
“Yeah, me too. I was getting tired of the same old same old, ya know? But thank you, you look great, too!” I smiled up at her and looked over at Jimmy. “I see you've met Jimmy.”
Winona looked over at him and nodded, then returned her gaze to me. “Yes, and oh my gosh he's so cute! You were right, he's hilarious!” she whispered to me, giving a small giggle and looking back at Jimmy who wiggled his eyebrows playfully.
“I knew you two would get along. Have fun,” I winked at her, gave another long hug, and went to go mingle with the others. After about an hour, already the house was packed. Music was playing, and Zack and Matt had the grills going. I popped into to the kitchen every now and then to restock the food and drinks, and tried to keep up with everyone.

Before we knew it, night had dawned on everyone, and we had all collected down on the beach. Winnie and Jimmy had hit it off really well, and I saw them walked down the shore towards the pier together. Matt and Alice appeared by my side, and I gave a warm smile to them. “Have either of you seen Brian? He said he's meet me out here...” I questioned.
They gave each other a look and both shook their heads, looking truthful. “No, sorry babe. We haven't. Last I saw him, he was chatting up Michelle,” Alice cocked her head back towards the house. “But that was about half an hour ago, so I'm not sure.” Matt took her away then, following Jimmy and Winona.
I nodded and looked back to where she had mentioned. Surely he wouldn't just ditch me out here on the beach, would he? Johnny swooped in on my other side, sliding his arm around my slender waist and smiling. “Why so down Carter?” he asked innocently.
I shrugged and looked over at the house again. “Nothing really...Just Brian. I haven't seen him for a while, and he said he would meet me here at this time. Ali said she saw him with Michelle..” I trailed off, and looked over at him, questioning with my eyes.
He shrugged down at me, unsure of what he should say. “I dunno...I know he and 'Chelle broke up a few years ago, actually. She cheated on him so much, my god. Hell, she even tried to get Zacky boy in the sack with her. I hardly think Brian would get with her again. If anything, she's the one crawling back to him,” he fixed my thoughts a little, and gave me a small squeeze. “Everything'll be okay. I promise.” His eyes comforted me and I nodded absently. He walked over to Terri who had watched the confrontation and started talking about me as soon as Johnny had returned.
A pair of warm, familiar hands slithered around my waist and hooked together on top of my stomach. “Miss me?” Brian's warm breath greeted my ear as he kissed the side of my head.
I couldn't help but lean back into him, and smile. I was always smiling around Brian. “Yeah, I did. I was starting to worry you weren't going to show up..” I muttered, leaning my head back on his chest and looking sideways up at him.
His hearty chuckled reverberated against my back, and he shook his head. “Oh, Carter. I wouldn't deceive you like that. I always keep my promises,” he gave me a cocky grin and I rolled my eyes playfully. “You ready to watch the show?”
I nodded and turned around to face him. “Yup, sure am. But can I ask you something first?” I placed my hands on his chest.
“Of course, anything.”
Clearing my throat, I took a small breath and asked, “What happened with Michelle?”
Brian squinted his eyes and huffed a little. She was obviously a topic he didn't like to talk about. “She cheated on me. A lot. And I was completely oblivious because I thought I was in love. She comes crawling back to me every year, and..yeah. That's it. I was telling her off because she was talking shit.”
My eyes searched his face, which had chiseled into a look of concentration. I didn't find any reason to not trust him, so that's all I did. “Okay. I was just curious.”
He hugged me close to him and placed his lips to my forehead. “She's nothing compared to you, I hope you know,” his lips moved softly across my skin and I closed my eyes. “I'd never get back together with her. She was the worst mistake of my life.”
I nodded into his chest. A loud boom startled both of us into looking over the horizon, catching the falling colors of a firework having gone off. Cheers erupted around me and the clinking of bottles joined them. Brian looked down upon me, smiling. “Come on. I'll show you the best spot to watch these,” he took my hand and dragged me back to the house.
Once inside, he lead me up the stairs towards his room. “Brian I re-” he cut me off with his index finger, and his eyes sparkled with mischief.
“It's not what you think. You promised me that later, and I can wait. This is a different thing,” he dismissed my previous thoughts and lead my to the big window in the room. He pulled it open like a small door, and pulled in the screen, motioning for me to climb through. “After you, m'lady.”
I giggled and lifted myself onto the windowsill, and climbed out onto the rooftop. He was right – the view was spectacular. I could see ocean as far as I wished in three directions, and the newest set of fireworks that erupted were right in front of my face. I sat down with my back against the wall of the house, and Brian joined me on my right side. “This is amazing. So much better than down there!” I yelled to him over the pop and sizzle of the fireworks.
“I know. I love it up here,” he smiled and wrapped his arm around my shoulders, pulling me into his side as we watched the fireworks silently.
As the finale overcame us, Brian let his hand cruise down my side and stop at them hem of my shirt, his fingertips tracing small designs on my hip. I let my eyes flutter closed at the final boom of the last firework, and leaned into him even more. His hand trailed up my side, taking my shirt with it, and stopped at the bottom of my bra, playfully giving a small tug. “This needs to come off now...” he murmured on the top of my head.
I looked up at him and raised an eyebrow. “Right now? But what about all the people that are still here? It's only eleven...” I trailed off, looking into the house through the window.
“And? Nobody'll bother us. We can even have a little fun out here,” his eyes locked with mine and the invitation was too much to resist. Instead of answering him directly, I leaned over and kissed him softly, letting my lips dance over his. His tongue greeted mine playfully, and he gently bit my bottom lip, pulling away slightly to say, “C'mere.” At this, he tugged me over his body and I straddled his lap, returning my lips to his and caressing his cheeks with my hands. His own roamed over my back, tugging and pulling at my shirt eagerly.
I removed my hands from his face and crossed them down onto my shirt and pulled it over my head, tossing it into his room through the open window. His eyes brightened and scanned the front of my body, hovering over my cleavage peeking over the top of my bra. His hands found the clip almost immediately, and the thin fabric was shed without a second thought. Brian moved his mouth over my collarbones and down to the top of my breasts, before maneuvering down and taking my nipple in between his teeth and rolling it softly. I had never been touched like this, and Brian's mouth made a warmth creep over my core. He massaged the other while his mouth roamed back and forth across my skin, his eyes occasionally looking up at me to watch my reactions.
My hands ran over his scalp, tugging at his hair which made him growl on my skin, which only made me pull even harder. He dragged his tongue up my neck and to my jawline, gently biting the skin there before smashing his lips to mine. I felt my hips instinctively grind on the bulge on his pants, and the feeling of him beneath me turned me on even more. Our lips hardly ever parted except for a few breaths and moans, which were still mainly on each other's mouth.
“God, Carter. You have no idea how bad I want you..” Brian pulled away and whispered along my cheek, and I felt him push his hips up against mine.
I smiled and hummed as he pressed his lips to the base of my throat. “I don't know about going that far tonight..” I let my consciousness flood my mind as I repeated my thoughts to him. I felt his lips pull away and he looked at me, shadows cast across his face from the moonlight. “You would be my first, and I don't want to rush this,” his eyes widened slightly, and he nodded in comprehension.
“Okay. I understand. We don't have to if you aren't comfortable with it,” his low voice brought goosebumps across my spine and I nodded thankfully at him.
“Thank you. But..” I traced a finger along the collar of his shirt, dragging my nail across his neck. “I'd be more than happy to go a little further than this..?” I let the final statement become a teasing question, trying my best to come off as seductive.
Brian's grin brought my own alive and he nodded. “I think I'd be okay with that,” he squeezed my hips tightly, causing me to squirm under his grip. “Let's take this inside then. I don't want to risk falling off of this god forsaken rooftop.”
I smiled and nodded, crawling back into his dark room through the open window. He smacked my butt and I squeaked before falling down on the bed and waiting for him. His figure crawled through the window and just shut the door, not even bothering with the screen. I watched as he sauntered over to me, removing his shirt and tossing it somewhere else in the room. Oh God, the way he moved.
“So,” he started to crawl up from the bottom of the bed and over me. “How far are we talking?” his warm breath cascaded over my naval and I shivered as he kissed a small circle around my belly button. I felt his hands come up and find the zipper to my shorts, which he easily undid and tugged down to my ankles. His mouth trailed up my thigh, biting and licking and teasing. He got closer and closer to my core and when I expected his mouth to sit on the outside of my underwear, he stopped.
I groaned in frustration, feeling my wetness seep into the small fabric around my waist. Brian appeared over me, his hand on the inside of my thigh and inching closer and closer. He watched my reaction and I visibly shook with anticipation. He hooked his finger around the lace and removed them swiftly, letting them join my shorts which I hadn't bothered to remove yet. I felt his hand hover on the outside of me, and he looked at me, almost waiting. I met his eyes and begged with them, hoping it would be enough. And it was.
Brian slowly pushed his middle finger into me, and I moaned at the new feeling. He slowly pulsed his hand, and my hips rose to meet his hand. When he felt I was adjusted, he added another finger, which only brought along more uncontrolled moans from within me. I saw him smile before I closed my eyes, and I grabbed his wrist encouragingly. “You alright?” he whispered, the question filled with sincerity. I nodded, unable to form any coherent words, and he chuckled before moving his hand faster. His fingers hooked in a “come here” manner, and I felt him hit my sweet spot – I had no idea where it was until just then. My breath hitched, and I felt my pulse start to race as the heat of a promising orgasm filled my lower stomach. He continued this, altering his speed and force, until I felt myself tense and release around his hand. My head went cloudy and I couldn't think; my breathing was beyond control, and the moans I gave were from somewhere deep within, and I had no idea how to stop them until I was able to open my eyes again.
Brian looked down at me and slowly removed his fingers, wrapping his hands around my waist and leaning down to kiss me. Mine was lazy – his full of passion. I knew from my friends' experiences that now it was his turn to have his fun. That was just a common courtesy...which I had no clue how to do. He pulled away from me and smiled.
“Before you ask...” I took a few breaths, still coming down from my orgasm. “I don't know how.”
His eyes widened like before. I guess he really didn't know how much of a virgin I was. “Uhm, okay.” He sighed softly over my skin and nodded. “Okay, uhm. Do you want to know how?”
Brian looked at my expectantly, and I had to think for a second. “Yeah, I do. I just..I don't want to mess it up..” I looked away from him, blushing out of embarrassment now instead of arousal. He lifted my face up so I was looking at him again.
“I'm patient you know. I'd be glad to help you,” he smiled down at me, and I couldn't help but nod an okay. “I'm just going to tell you one thing. Please don't use your teeth until you get better with it. That's nothing against you, that's for the safety of my dick,” he chuckled and kissed me.
I giggled softly, and returned the kiss, our moment of laughter having dissipated back into a moment of passion. I let my thoughts take over as I pushed myself through what I thought was right; I pushed on Brian's shoulders, kicking off my pants in the process, and let him lay down now. I straddled his hips once more and kissed him deeply, letting my hands trail down to the him of his pants and undue the button and zipper there. He lifted his hips for me and I slid his jeans down his legs to where we could both be comfortable.
The sight that greeted me was more than I thought he would be. The bulge under the fabric of his boxers was rock hard, and bigger than I thought was average. I kissed his chest and his stomach, inching away his boxers and leaving them with his pants. His erection stood forth before me, and I held in a gasp – I was right. He was big. I looked up at him and he smiled and gave me an encouraging nod. I took a small breath and let my mouth do the rest. My tongue ran over the tip of his cock, and a salty taste greeted me. I pushed it to the back of my mind and continued, bringing my mouth over his length and moving down in small bobs.
Based on his small moans, I figured I was doing okay. I continued this, and rubbed what I couldn't fit in my mouth, and he moaned again. I bobbed my head slowly at first, getting used to the feeling, and then I picked up my pace and let my sex appeal take over. His hand graced the back of my head and he grabbed a fistful of hair, and I moaned softly. It had to be a good thing, because he moaned and his hand gripped tighter on my hair. So I did it again, and I felt him throb in my mouth. I moved instinctively faster, and I felt him tense up all over before his warm seed filled my mouth, and I let it pool on my tongue, slowly letting it drip from my mouth. I wasn't going to swallow the first time, hell no.
Brian leaned his head back against the pillows and let his breath catch up to him. “You...You're a bullshit liar. There is no way that was your first time..” he breathed, looking up at me as I wiped my mouth.
I nodded, disapproving his thoughts. “It was, I swear. I was a virgin all over except for drugs and alcohol, before this,” I looked over at him and smiled, mostly to myself. His comment kept running through my head as he motioned for me to lay next to him. I did as he asked, and lay my head on top of his chest, smiling.
“Whatever, Carter. That was one of the best blows I've ever had,” he chuckled and rubbed the back of my neck, breathing deeply. I closed my eyes and let his touch soothe me, almost asleep before the door slammed open and a voice I didn't recognize split the serene moment.
“What. The. Hell.”

Notes

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