| Drop All Those Cliches |, Brady

[Meagan]

Bayleigh laughed softly when he said that he would rather her not keep him distracted. She knew that they had a drive to his apartment to endure, and with the traffic being a mild her being a distraction might not be the best option. "You seem awfully confident there, Brady," she continued to heckle him until she heard the click of the car door, and opened her door.

She slipped down easily into her seat and closed the door behind her. Bayleigh moved over in the seat until she was closer to him, and leaned over to where her lips were close to his ear. "You know, karma can happen if you're too confident," she mentioned to him softly. Bayleigh then let her lips touch his ear lightly in attempts to gauge some sort of reaction from him.

[Heather]

Brady laughed as she accused him of being overly confident. It received little reaction more than a slight head nod. He knew he was but sometimes confidence comes for a reason and he believed deeply that this was a case of that. He shut the door after him, waiting for her to slip in as well before he started up the car. He watched her from the corner of his eye as she leaned over, keeping the car in park.

"Hmm, I'd love to see if I'm too confident..." he replied with a laugh, pretending to check the watch on his wrist. "...in about five minutes. When we're at my place." He felt her lips on his ear and tried to suppress a groan without much success. "You're not a tease, my ass." He commented with a laugh, turning his head to her and kissing her lips. He pulled away slowly, laughing very softly to himself. "Sit back and buckle" he pretended to order, putting the car into reverse then drive.

[Meagan]

Satisfied at the stifled groan from him, Bayleigh sat back in the seat as he said so, and reached behind her for the seat belt. She buckled it across her body, and stretched her legs out in front of her slightly. "As I said, if I were a tease, I would continue on with what I was doing. Then there's a possibility you might embarass yourself," she repeated her words from earlier with a gentle smirk.

"Aww, it's going to be that long?" she asked him softly with a pout, though her words were teasing. Bayleigh brushed her hands over the thighs of her jeans softly and glanced ahead of them to the road. "So what exactly are you going to do if your parents are home?" she asked him with a soft laugh, hoping that there was no issues with others being there.

[Heather]

He watched her reach for the seatbelt out of the corner of his eye and laughed softly. "I think you've done enough." He told her with a slight grin. He drove, trying to focus his concentration on the road as he drove away from the mall. "I swear..." he said in almost a tired voice but laughed soon after. His eyes followed her hands down her thighs, taking a deep breath. He tapped the brakes quickly as they approached a car he had not noticed. "At this point... I don't really give a damn," he told her with a soft laugh. "They won't be there... if they are... well, I'll work from there." He directed himself toward the apartments, easily finding his way even though he hadn't been in town for long.

[Meagan]

Bayleigh laughed at his answer, glancing at him momentarily before he tapped the breaks to slow down so he wouldn't run into the back of a slower moving car. She nodded and then rode in silence after his answer, nibbling down on her bottom lip on the way to the apartment. As they pulled up to an apartment complex not too far from her own, she took a glance over at him.

"This it?" she asked him after a moment. "My place isn't too far from here," she commented, reaching down when he parked and unbuckling her seat belt. Pursing her lips, she opened the door to the car. The blood was still pounding in her ears from her heart racing at their earlier encounter.

[Heather]

Brady pulled into the apartment complex shortly after, scanning to find his parents car and allowed a sigh of relief when he could not see them. "Yeah, they try to keep them all together I think." He mentioned wistfully as he got out of the car. He could feel his heart beating faster and his ears were ringing.

He could get out of the car and up the stairs fast enough. He shut his door and locked the car after she shut hers. "I'm almost positive we're in the clear..." he mentioned to her. It was a bit awkward as they advanced toward the apartment door, knowing what was ahead and focusing on very little else. He held the door for her and allowed her body to slip past his before following closely.

He moved up the two flights of stairs to his third floor apartment just slowly enough that she would be able to keep up with him. He twisted the knob of the door to be sure it was locked and breathed a final sigh of relief when it was, knowing that was his 'in the clear' moment. He fumbled for a moment with the key before successfully unlocking the door, allowing it to swing open and holding it open for her.

[Meagan]

Bayleigh followed him up the two flights of stairs that led to his apartment, and hooked her thumbs into the back pocket of her jeans once they had reached his floor. She rocked her weight onto the balls of her feet and glanced down the hallway on either side of them to see if anyone was coming or watching - a nasty habit she had formed when she had many people following her places.

She watched for a moment as he twisted the knob of the door and realized that it was locked. A grin fell over her face, and she stepped toward him, bringing her hands from her pockets and moving them beneath his shirt to touch his back. However, when the door swung open, Bayleigh let her hands trail from beneath his shirt, brushing her nails against his skin before totally withdrawing.

She stepped inside and looked around the rather tidy place. The apartments that she shared with her family was still mostly in boxes with several pizza boxes piled on the counters. With her parents and brother having to work full-time jobs, her having to go to school, and no one around during the day, the apartment had not been broken in as 'home' yet. "Nice place," she commented to him, glancing in his direction.

[Heather]

Muscles tensed and his body move just slightly away as her hands found the skin of his back. Brady shifted just slightly back into her hands as he managed the lock. He felt her nails brush against his back and shivered with anticipation. He allowed the oak door to swing on its hinges. The apartment was nice, done to the tee, it was the way his mother needed to have it done.

He could have kissed the floor with thanks that it was completely empty and silent. He shut the door behind him and relocked it for extra security. "It does what its supposed to..." he remarked. To be truthful, he missed having a real house. But the apartment was large enough to contain his family easily. He was pretty content to be in it and especially to be there to play hockey. He moved his hand to hers, leading her slowly to his bedroom. It was also extremely tidy, his mother was always sure that the house stayed spotless and never let anyone have the time to begin making a mess.

He dropped her skates just inside of the door, where a pile of broken down hockey skates had found their home there. He shut the door behind them and moved his hands tenderly around her waist. Her frame fit extremely well in his arms and he could feel his heart starting to beat a bit faster. He pulled her a bit closer, bringing their lips together and kissing her slowly but deeply.

[Meagan]

Bayleigh propped her hands on her hips as she waited for him to finish locking the door, continuing to look around the apartment at the items it contained. There were several photographs along the walls which her eyes landed to curiously, but whenever she heard him come towards her, she turned to him again. She found herself furiously blinking as they entered a dark hallway, attempting to adjust her eyes as he led her towards his bedroom.

When he pulled her closer again, she let her arms drape around his neck loosely so that she was flush against him. Bayleigh returned the kiss, her hands moving to tug gently at the curls at the base of his neck. Her heart pounded in her chest, and she felt the blood rushing through her body to her most intimate places. One of her hands moved along his chest to where the hem of his shirt was, then let her hand move to the snap of his jeans.

She gave a gentle moan and let her lips mimick his to return the kiss. She pulled back just a bit, though kept their lips just mere inches from one another, and asked with a roguish grin, "You still up to par?" She let her fingers graze against the skin just above the waistline of his jeans, watching his face with a gentle smirk.

[Heather]

Brayden moved slowly as she shifted into him. He felt her arms around her neck, allowing himself to be pulled a bit closer to her. His lips moved slowly against hers, allowing his arms to wrap softly around her waist, moving one hand slowly to her back. His fingers tugged slowly at the fabric of her shirt, feeling the brush of her skin once more.

He tensed when her hand moved over his chest all the way down the front of his body. He followed her moan with a groan of his own, kissing her deeply. He felt her pull back just slightly, their lips just barely apart. "I'll let you decide..." He said to her with a grin. He moved to pick her up, laughing softly as he did. He moved toward the bed, laying her down on it and moving over her. He grinned, kissing her deeply, allowing one hand to move slowly down her side.

[Meagan]

Another soft groan came from her when she felt his hand move to her back again. The cool air, coupled with his tempting fingers, came over her flushed back as he moved her shirt to continue to touch her. She nibbled down on her bottom lip momentarily as she watched his body tense in response to her hand. A slight surge of power came over her, and she grinned softly.

Bayleigh clung to him as he stooped to pick her up, laughing softly as she was carried over to the bed that was in the corner. "Mmm," she said with a smile in response to letting her decide. "But I would hate to let you down with what I decide," Bayleigh teased him. She tilted her head up slightly to meet his kiss. A soft moan came from her as she felt his hand stroke slowly down her side, squirming beneath him now that he was over her.

[Heather]

Brayden liked the way she clung to him as he moved her to the bed, hovering her. He gave her an excessively confident grin, allowing his fingers to hook onto the hem of her shirt. He pressed his hand beneath it, scoping his way up her side gently. It bunched around his wrist, following his way up her side. "I don't think that will be an issue," he told her as he leaned down to kiss her.

His fingers moved slowly over her side, finding the fabric of her bra beneath his fingertips. He kissed her deeper, his tongue finding its way into her mouth. He allowed himself to press a bit more against her. His hand worked its way slowly around her body as they kissed, allowing her to move a bit more into him as he fumbled slightly with the clasp of the bra.

[Meagan]

Bayleigh gasped softly as his hand touched her skin close to her ribs beneath her shirt. "Mmm, Brady," she murmured softly before he brushed his lips against hers again. She let her mouth open when his tongue brushed her lips, her own working its way to touch his. She let her hands grip into his shirt softly as he pressed closer to her, arching momentarily against him before relaxing again.

She arched her back as she felt his hand move beneath her back, knowing that he was headed to work on the clasp of her bra. Bayleigh tilted her head down slightly to break their kiss, her mouth moving immediately to his neck to suckle and nip gently. Her own hands moved to where the clasp of his jeans were, carefully unbuttoning them and then unzipping the jeans shortly afterwards.

[Heather]

The grin spread across his face at her murmer, enjoying the feel of her skin against his. He loved the way his name sounded slipping through her lips in such a passionate moment. He touched his tongue softly to hers, then kissed her even deeper. His fingers managed the clasp taking a deep breath as she broke the kiss apart. He felt his body tense as he pressed it into her wandering hands. The sound of the zipper was great to his ears.

He pressed his lips against the soft skin of her neck a grin breaking on his face as he felt her teeth brush against his own. "Mmm, Bayleigh..." he whispered softly, moving away from her body just slightly. He pushed the shirt up her side, pulling it over her head and then moving her bra. He grinned as he leaned down again, returning to the deep kiss. His jeans felt heavy around his waist as she lingered her hands around them and he began to slide off himself.

[Meagan]

Bayleigh let out the breath that she had been holding whenever she heard him whisper her name in a rough voice, and closed her eyes as she felt him pull back. The cool air hit the front of her body since he was no longer there. She readjusted slightly when he started to push her shirt up her sides to start taking it off, pausing for a moment whenever he pulled it over her head so that she would not be tangled and bound.

She bit down gently on his bottom lip whenever he returned his lips to hers, giving a heavy groan and leaning towards him so that he still had room to move but didn't have to pull away from the kiss. After a moment, she pulled back slightly to look down at where he was beginning to push his jeans down. Bayleigh reached for his shirt and took it along the same path that he had taken on her with her own shirt. Once she had pulled it over his head, she dropped it off of the side to the floor beside him as she, again, draped her arms loosely around his neck.

[Heather]

The feeling that the world was slowly sinking away was becoming more and more prominent. Hockey, school, being in a new country... nothing seemed to matter. The only thing that mattered was the task at hand. He shifted slightly as he struggled with removing his jeans and kissing her. He felt her pull away just slightly and held his breath for a moment. He kicked his jeans off as she stripped him from his shirt. He let their lips meet against as her arms came around his neck.

A soft kiss on her lips then began to trail it down her bare body. He was young and maybe a bit overly confident but he made it clear that he knew his way around the bedsheets. He reached her belly button, kissing it gently as his hands moved to her hips. He allowed his lips to slip down just slightly, pulling a bit away from her skin.

His breath hit her lower stomach burning hot, his fingers tugging slowly at the buckle of her jeans. He unsnapped it successfully and began to wriggle her out of her jeans. He glanced up her body as he revealed it to himself. He waited for her to look down at him before he unleashed one of his knee weakening grins. He brought his lips close to her hip bone, laying them upon it and then kissing across the panty line.

[Meagan]

Bayleigh brought her hand to his hair as she felt him kissing her way down her stomach, gripping in lightly as he moved his lips over her belly button. She sucked in a quick breath as his hands fell to her waist. She squirmed beneath him slightly and brought one leg to bend slightly at the knee. "Ahh," she whimpered, her voice having left her except for a very few words at the heightening of pleasure.

She arched herself so that he was able to easily pull down her jeans once he reached her body, closing her eyes and attempting to focus on her breathing. However, at his slow movement, she lifted her head to glance down at him and saw that grin that sent her heart in a quick pitter-patter again. She dropped her head back to the pillow and gave a soft laugh as she closed her eyes again.

Instinctively, her hand tightened in his hair when his lips moved along her pantyline. Bayleigh stretched her leg out that she had brought up, and moved slightly again as he teased her. "Brady.. I don't think I can last too long," she admitted softly, giving a slow and gentle buck of her hips towards him.

[Heather]

Brady allowed his eyes to move over her body when she spoke. He could feel his entire body pounding along with the blood rushing south. He grinned as she shifted, moving her legs. Her slight motions stirred his emotions more, causing him more distress. He laughed softly at her words, his warm breath dancing over her skin. "Want to make sure we're both... up to par..." He said with a handsome grin.

He kissed across her again before moving to lean on his elbows. He began to move his fingers over the band of her jeans. "I'm not... getting to you... am I?" He whispered, his fingers moving under the band of her underwear. He began to slide them down slowly, then employed both hands to do the job.

[Meagan]

Bayleigh arched slightly again as his breath warmed the skin across her pelvis and hips. Just the simplest moves from him caused her to go weak in the knees. A sharp and involuntary tug pulled between her legs as his fingers hooked beneath the waistband of her panties. "Getting to me? Nah.. don't flatter yourself," she managed through slightly clenched teeth, her voice a bit weak.

She moved again slightly as he pulled her panties down so that he had an easier job, and gently moved her feet out of them when they were around her ankles. With her record agency demanding performances from her and school on top of that, she had not had much of a social life - let alone an intimate one. Bayleigh naturally felt herself embarassed by exposing herself, but attempted to push it aside.

[Heather]

Brady could feel her practically melting into him, boosting his confidence and making him all the more eager to get this done. He guided her underwear down her legs, removing them from her body with her help. He moved slowly up her body, admiring her body as he did. "You're absolutely stunning..." he whispered to her, looking into her eyes. He kissed her lips softly, his hands moving to his own boxers, beginning to move them down.

He kicked them off successfully and pressed his body to hers gently with the kiss. He pulled his lips away slowly looking at her with a grin. "I'll be... right back..." he said to her, moving slowly off her bed. He moved to his dresser, where he knew his mother wouldn't look, and pulled a condom from the top drawer. "Have you... uh... before?" He asked as he moved back, ripping the package open as he moved to the bedside.

[Meagan]

Bayleigh closed her eyes again momentarily as she felt his own gaze searing its way back up her body. At his words, a smile came to her face and she looked up at him when he moved back over her. She lifted her head slighty to meet his soft kiss, and kept the contact with him despite his moving to free himself of his boxers. She sucked in a quick breath when he pressed himself against her body, very much enjoying the feel of his skin against hers.

She groaned momentarily as he started to pull away from her, a sudden need to have him fully against her and thriving took over her body. When he stood up, Bayleigh moved to where she was propped on her elbows to watch him. She brought her legs up to bend at the knees slightly, nibbling down on her bottom lip. She arched her brow at his question, "Yes, but it's been a while." She wet her lips and watched him as he returned, "Have you?" she asked with a teasing smirk.

[Heather]

Brady moved his eyes over her body as she propped herself up on one elbow. He felt his body rushing with anxiety and excitement. He could feel his motions slowed as he struggled just a bit with the condom package. He managed to get it out, throwing the package in the trash and slipping it on himself. "I.. well..." he felt a little bit taken aback by the question.

While he would have had a quick and witty reply in another state of mind he couldn't suffice one at the moment. "Yeah... I have." He was rather experienced but he knew better than to say that. He made sure everything was secure before he moved over her. His lips touched upon hers very lightly as he moved himself closer to her. "Easy.. I promise.. at first.." He whispered, his eyes lighting upon hers.

[Meagan]

Bayleigh brushed some hair that was in her face back, tucking it behind her ear and watching him as he worked with the condom package. She arched her brow as he seemed to fumble with the question, readjusting on the bed slightly. She stretched out as he came back to the bed, and reached out to run her hands along his chest slowly to come to a rest on the tops of his shoulders when he reached the bed again.

Her lips curved into a smile as he brought his lips to hers again. She tried to move towards him, but he managed to keep far enough away from her to keep the kiss light. “Okay,” she said softly, letting her eyes meet his when he came closer. She ran her hands down his chest to explore the hard ridges and grooves of his abdomen now that he was in reach, and tilted her head back just slightly to let her lips brush against his neck.

[Heather]

Brady settled his body on top of her. He felt an admiration for the way their bodies just seemed to fit together. He wasn't one to get all sentimental but he was amazed that they had hit it off so well. He was used to meeting girls with ease but usually not in school on his first day. It was more often that it would be the girls who hang around to see the hockey players. He rarely left games, practices or after parties alone. Something about her was a bit awe'ing to him and it wasn't her celebrity which he was sure she could appreciate.

He watched as she moved her hands to his shoulders. His lips curved in a similar fashion, spreading a kiss softly upon her lips. "Ok?" He replied to her, his deep blue eyes looking into hers. He allowed a moment to himself to feel her hands moved along his body. "Mmm, Bayleigh." He shuddered just slightly at the feeling of her lips against his neck. His eyes closed and he did just as he promised. He moved a hand slowly to one of her legs and moved it just slightly to grant himself better access. He allowed their lips to brush once more, a deeper kiss connecting the two of them. He was killing himself taking his time but something compelled him to care about her and how she felt. He ran the hand over her hip bone and down her thigh a bit.

He wanted nothing more than to rush and do exactly what his body was screaming for him to do. To make sure he was finished and she was gone by the time his parents were home to avoid the awkward introduction. To be honest, his parents hadn't met any of the girls who had entertained his attention. He wanted to rush but at the same time he was enjoying exactly what he was doing. He stroked her side slowly, feeling her soft skin against his callused hands. "You're really beautiful..." he whispered to her, his eyes lighting upon hers once more as he kissed. He moved his body completely over hers against, kissing her deeply as he positioned himself.

[Meagan]

Bayleigh watched with a soft smile as he worked his way back over to her. She enjoyed the way his skin felt against hers; even though the both of them had worked up a light sweat because of the heighten in the both of their arousal over the course of their trip to the mall and the ride home. She, however, was still on the edge from their moment in the food court. "Okay," she agreed softly to his question.

She ran her hands along his body, at that moment realizing how long it had been since she had had an intimate encounter with someone. With school, her record deal, and attempting to maintain a normal social life, she had found herself limited on the amount of time she had to dedicate to someone. Plus the fact that she had quickly found out that men would do anything to get in bed with her for just a little bit of fame. It had just taken one mistake for her to realize that.

His body shuddering brought her attention back to him again, and she gave a soft laugh. A gentle hand of his came to her leg to part her thighs, which she took as a moment regather herself and get comfortable again. She sucked in a quick breath as his hand trailed down her upper leg, and slowly blew it out whenever she opened her eyes again to look at him. She pulled back from his kiss softly, a roguish grin playing at the corners of her lips as she opened her eyes to look at him, "You're not too bad yourself."

Bayleigh's hands stroked down his sides slowly as she tilted her chin up to brush her lips against his again. She closed her eyes as she felt his body move over hers a bit more, finding herself in a rather inviting stance thanks to the gentle coaxing of his hands to position her. His hand at her side caused her to give a soft shiver in anticipation.

[Heather]

Brayden tried to steel himself and take his time with her. He tried to remind himself "each second is precious"... or whatever that stupid saying was. Neither of them were normal for 'normal' sake. They were famous in their own right. They were extraordinary.

He felt her laugh radiate beneath him as he moved her legs apart slowly. He felt her breath suck in, felt the swelling throughout his body. His heart pounded in his chest.

He grinned a soft laugh almost being forced through his body. "Much obliged," he replied to her compliment. He sank his body into her, feeling her smooth skin against the coarseness of his. Her shiver ran through his bones.

There was no waiting anymore. Time was slowing down and flying by him at the exact same moment. Nothing else existed except this beautiful girl laying on his bed beneath him, wanting him although not as much as he wanted her.

"Bayleigh..." His voice muffled with excitement as he moved his lips slowly down the gentle curve of her neck. He wanted to stall, wanted it so badly, wanted to hear her beg. He thought briefly of asking her again if this was okay, but decided against it.

Slowly but with great exuberance he slid his way into her. His body tensed, going slow just as he vowed to her. He kissed her neck gently waiting for the small signs of relaxation before he moved further. "Yer gorgeous," he whispered into the curve of her neck, his lips pressed lightly against it for just a moment.

[Meagan]

Bayleigh arched herself into him as his weight lowered to her body. Her head was tipped back slightly with his lips at the skin of her neck, and she felt her ribcage expand and contract quicker than normal with each breath she took. Her lips parted as he spoke her name, hearing the excitement in his voice and she realized that she adored the moments that her name was on his lips. It flattered her that his attention was solely on her-- on them.

Her heart beat rapidly in her chest, the sound of her pulse rushing to her ears and making her dizzy until she realized that she had been holding her breath. Bayleigh's hands moved slowly up his back until her hands cupped his shoulder blades, and then stilled there as he began to enter her. As he proceeded further, Bayleigh arched herself into him more and she breathed an, "Ahh.." in pleasure slipped from between her lips as she breathed out. Her hands had tightened on his shoulders, and she immediately released it when she realized that her nails had bitten into the flesh of his back.

Bayleigh's body arched more, and she felt her inner muscles quiver around him in anticipation when he stilled inside of her. A dull ache formed in the pit of her stomach when she desired more of him. She was hanging onto oblivion as she laid beneath him trembling in excitement. Her temper flared in a cute manner at his lack of movement, and she gave a soft whimper in frustration as she became restless with want beneath him.

"Brady.." her voice came out in a whisper of a breathless whine, her eyes closing as she stretched her neck out in a silent plea for him to continue. She bit down harshly on her bottom lip, attempting to control the lust that she felt coursing through her body. Bayleigh moved one hand from his back, allowing her fingers to tangle within his blonde curls.