[!BR] Getting Out.

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Amelia felt his hand on her upper thigh and smiled to herself, knowing that he was getting the hint. She shivered in delight as his hands made their way up her mini skirt. She felt him move closer and breathed a sigh of contentment as he did. However, being fairly small, she had to almost lean upwards to kiss him now, so hopped herself onto the kitchen counter, still kissing him though. Sitting there, with her weight on the sturdy surface, she was now free to bring her other leg around his waist as well, locking them even closer now. She knew that the bed was only a few metres away from them, but now that she was entwined around him, it would be his job to move them over there. She looked down and saw that he was undoing his buttons. Thats my job! She thought to herself as she got the hint and took over undoing his shirt. Her own shirt was a button one and she would wait for him to do the honours. Finishing the last of the few buttons, she smiled at him and returned to kissing him with her full concentration now. Undoing her top button of her shirt, she smirked to herself at what she was doing, with a stranger that she had just met....
 
Tristan allowed Amy to hop onto the kitchen counter, before moving inbetween her legs and placing his hands on the tops of them as they wrapped around him. He leaned against the hard counter as he found her lips once more. This was an ideal time for Tristan to carry her to the bed, but he decided to enjoy the unusual surroundings for doing such things for a short while longer before moving. It made things more interesting, and kept her in suspense, and Tristan would have no problem holding her attention until then.

Distracted as she un-did her top button, Tristan stopped the kiss for a brief second before his lips met hers again and his hands traced up her body and towards the next button. He swiftly un-did it and the next one, before deciding that it was no longer appropriate to stay in the kitchen. Slipping his hands around her, Tristan carried Amy to the bed, she hardly weighed much, so it was no trouble for Tristan.

Walking towards the side of the bed, Tristan gently placed Amy down onto the soft bed, teasing her as he delayed getting on the bed himself. He removed his shirt, dropping it onto the floor before leaning over Amy and un-doing the rest of her buttons. It was then that Tristan climbed over her, landing on the other side of the bed, encouraging her to climb on top of him as he played with the ends of her hair. He enjoyed delaying tactics for no other reason than to tease her.
 
Amelia smiled to herself as he finished undoing her buttons. She felt herself moved, but was so engrossed in the kissing that she didn't realised what was going until she was placed on the bed. She propped herself up on her elbows as she watched him undress himself. Smirking as he finished undoing her buttons and lying on the bed next to her, she flipped her hair behind her shoulder, revealing her irresistable scent again. Watching as he played with the ends of her hair, she leaned over and kissed him again. Then, climbing over the bed again ontop of him, she smiled and then leaned down to kiss him again, slipping off her shirt as she did so...

And hour later Amelia leaned back onto the pillow, her breathing ragged and uneven. Laughing slightly, she turned to Tristan who was next to her. "Wow. You're good." She commented, laughing still. She kissed him on his cheek quickly and pulled the duvet up around her again. She was tired and could do with sleeping, but she didn't want to wake up the next morning to find that he was gone. Lifting a finger, she stroked his beard slightly and twiddled her hair.

(OOC: Sorry, i just remembered to keep it PG 13 :jesse: so i suppose it can't get any more descriptive. :r :p )
 
OOCOut of Character:
No worries that's fine. :) :p :)


Tristan smiled as Amy finally spoke the first words that had been spoken for quite a while. "Well...you just took the words right out of my mouth..." Tristan joked as he felt her kiss his cheek then stroke his beard. He liked her touch. Leaning over her, bringing the duvet with him, Tristan slowly traced his hand over her body, resting it on the far side of her neck. He softly placed a sweet kiss on her lips before pulling away and smiling widely at her, his hand remaining in place.

"So..." He trailed off..."What happens now?" He asked, hoping he'd have impressed her enough to be given the permission to stay the night. Tristan moved his hand from her neck as he gently stroked it through her hair, before continuing on down her arm, finding her hand beneath the covers and gently squeezing it as he held onto it. Tristan leaned in to kiss her lips once again, his eyes closing as he did so. This time he held the kiss for a while longer, not pulling away unless she chose to.
 
Amy smiled as he spoke in return for her words. She had been told that before, but it was nice to hear it again. She guessed that this was nothing out of the usual for Tristan: charm a girl, go back to her room with her, get busy with her and then leave. But she was pleased that he hadn't left yet. She shivered with delight as his hands traced the outline of her perfect figure (something she was rather proud of) and kissed him back passionately as he kissed her. They held it for a few minutes, before she pulled away, finding her arms now wrapped around his neck again. "Well, would you like to stay?" She asked, her tone sweet and innocent, "Please." She added, a word that she had fallen into a pattern of rarely using now. But she did use it now and smiled at the bell like sound that it made as it came out of her mouth. She squeezed his hand back again and smiled, rubbing her foot up his leg under the covers.
 
Tristan smiled widely as he heard the words that he'd been hoping to hear. The please added onto the end confirmed for Tristan that she was keen for him to stay. And he was in no rush to disappear anytime. He was enjoying spending this close and intimate time with her, despite having only met her a matter of hours ago. "I'll stay as long as you can put up with me..." Tristan trailed off, putting no time-limit on his stay here. Only she would decide that, after all, it wasn't really Tristan's place to make those kind of decisions. Not just yet anyway. They weren't anything official, at the moment the two of them were nothing but entertainment for each other. Tristan debated on whether he wanted that changed. Did he want things to be more permanent between him and Amy. Only time would tell.

Tristan felt Amy's foot rub against his leg, he caught her foot inbetween his legs, using it as a tactic for moving in closer to her. He simply couldn't resist her lips any longer, locking his lips into hers again Tristan felt a smile grow on his face. She brought an excitement to each kiss like no other girl could. He would never get bored of her.
 
Amy beamed at his words, of course she could put up with him, as long as he kept up this flirtatious act and fun to be around personality. She knew that once he left, he would probably go off and find another girl, but at that moment, she just didn't care. All she could see at that moment was him, and she was content. She knew that if Jack found out what they had been doing, Tristan would have a limited time to live, so she would keep it quiet around him. She wondered if he would ask her to go out with him, of course she would agree, it would make the whole situation 'better' and more appropriate if they were going out, and then they could kiss around Jack if they were dating. But she would wait for him to ask, it was his call and if not, she was happy with whatever. She found her foot caught between his legs and smiled as she shuffled closer to him, and excuse to try and free her leg. She felt him kiss her so returned her arms to around his neck, pulling him closer to her still and kissed him back as their lips locked together. He kissed well, leaving a waiting pause inbetween each one and making each one individual and unique. She found her leg freeing itself and wrapping it around his waist again like earlier. Her lips kissed harder still, and she ran her hands through his hair again, her heart beating faster now. Again.
 
The amount of effort she had put into the kiss implied to Tristan that she was quite happy with him staying. So Tristan returned the favour and freed her leg, enabling her to wrap her legs around him like before. He liked it when she did that, there was something that Tristan found very seductive about it. This kiss made Tristan think even more strongly about making things more official with Amy. He only had to ask, but did he really want to make things awkward after they had come so far. Tristan said nothing, of course he would probably ask her later on, but now was the wrong moment for him to ask that kind of question. Tristan's hand once again slowly trailed up and down Amy's perfect figure as the kiss grew into a rough one. His breathing became heavier and heavier as his lips allowed his wandering tongue to search for Amy's lips. He truly didn't care how long he had known her anymore, he wanted her more than any girl in the past. There was something special about Amy, something that Tristan found himself unable to get away from. It was a physical attraction like no other.
 
Amy tightened her legs around his waist, drawing them closer than she would have believed possible before. She shivered with delight again as he traced his fingers up her figure and the kiss then became rough. She felt his breathing increase and hers soon followed, her breaths becoming ragged again. She felt his tongue searching out her lips and turned her head to connect them up again. She felt his kiss become more passionate and put as much back into it. Feeling an attraction that she hadn't felt before for anyone, she submerged below the covers...

(OOC: And again :p )

Amelia woke the next morning to find Tristan lying next to her. Wrapping a dressing gown around her, she stood up and smiled into the sunlight. Spotting some of her clothes still strewn across the floor, she elegantly bent down and picked them up. Folding them neatly on a chair, she flicked on the kettle, laughing to herself at what had happened the last time she had done that. Walking into the bathroom, she locked the door and had a shower.

5 minutes later, she came out, still wrapped in a loose dressing gown, that could be easily freed with a tug and her hair was loose around her shoulders, wet from the shower but smelling lovely of strawberries and now without any knots in it at all. It hung in curls down her front, covering her breasts on top of her dressing gown. Her tanned skin glowed in the morning light, alive and fresh from the excitement of the previous night and everything that had happened. Leaving the bathroom door, she went over to the bed to see if Tristan was awake...
 
OOCOut of Character:
Aha. Okay. :)


Tristan had fallen into a deep sleep and hadn't heard Amy awake the next morning. Last night had tired him out, but it had been extremely worth it. Sound asleep, Tristan slept peacefully as Amy had a shower, only awaking slightly when he heard her foot-steps near the bed. Tristan rolled over onto his back before sitting up in the bed, still only half-conscious of where he was. "Morning..." He said tiredly; he was always slow in the mornings.

Eventually, Tristan found his jeans hung over the end of the bed. He grabbed them and put them on before slowly staggering out of bed. He walked over to Amy, wrapping his arms around her waist as his eyes adjusted to the morning light. "Good night eh?" He said with a mischievous laugh and a cheeky wink.
 
Amy laughed as he woke up groggily. Mornings hadn't ever been her best time, but she never found them as hard as other people. She would end up running on adrenaline for days and days and then have to spend a whole day catching up with sleep. Then it would continue like that - that was just how she was. Knowing that soon she would need to have a long time sleeping, she made a mental note to wait until Tristan had gone and therefore not miss time with him. She turned around in his arms so she was facing him with their faces quite close. She smiled at him and nodded. "Yeh, good night." She said with a slight girly laugh. "What did you want to do today then?" She asked, pleased that he had stayed with her but still unsure what he had planned to do with the day. Noticing that her dressing gown was quite loose, she tightened the cord slightly, her mind on autopilot.
 
Tristan smiled as Amy began to reply to him, he loved the sound of her voice, and the fact that she was only in her dressing-gown amused him quite a lot. "Well that will depend entirely on you..." He said, beginning to answer the question, but not quite getting there just yet. "There's Option 1...chuck me out...if you really want too...but if not...there's Option 2..." Tristan paused, before leaning down slightly to put his face by her neck, before kissing her neck, leaving a love-bite as he did so. He felt he could do those sorts of cheeky things now that they had spent the night together. "Do something along those lines..." He said as he stood up straight again to look her in the eyes with a mischievous smile. "And if none of the above suit you we could do Option 3.....something else..." Tristan said, his hands joining at her lower back as he shot her a cheeky wink.
 
Amy laughed again as he answered her question. She raised her hand slightly to the spot where he had kissed her neck. She felt a love bite and a look of mock horror swept across her face even though she was still laughing and her eyes were dancing with amusement. "Well, i couldn't chuck you out. That wouldn't be polite. So it is down to option 2 or 3... there i have cut it down for you. You can decide now." She smirked, removing her hand from her neck. Placing it around his instead, she linked her arms around his neck, smiling up at him. Leaning against the kitchen surface like the night before, she wondered what he would choose. She didn't mind either way, both sounded quite appealing, but she wasn't sure what the 3rd option would be. She would like them to talk for a little, at least before he left, but like the night before, she didn't mind either way. A knock on the door and the door clicked behind them and opened, revealing a guy from downstairs with a breakfast tray. Amy froze and sighed, this had happened for the last few mornings. The staff seemed to like to spy on her and see what she was doing. She smirked at him and raised her eyebrows at his shocked expression at her and Tristan locked in each others arms. "Let me guess, next door's again? If zis 'appens one more time, i will complain to management." She said, her tone mocking as he turned a bright shade of red. He turned and left and Amy disentangled herself from Tristan's arms. Gliding over to the door, she flicked the lock, her eyes burning with annoyance. She had inherited the veela temper, one that was beautiful but dangerous if you were on the receiving end. Pausing for a moment to control her temper, she turned around to face Tristan. "Sorry about zat. They always seem to do zat." She explained, her french accent falling back into her voice, a obvious sign of annoyance with her. Sighing again, she glided back to Tristan and looped herself in his arms again. "Sorry, where were we?" She asked, sending him a cheeky wink in return for his one. The fire died in her eyes and instead they smiled again, pleased to be back where she had been, the situation gone. She would prefer for him not to mention it, but she guessed that he would. Sending a silent prayer that the conversation wouldn't go into it, she smiled at him again.
 
"Well..." Tristan was about to go on when there was a knock at the door before the door was opened and a very awkward looking man appeared. Tristan didn't blame him for seeming a little disheveled, the poor man had been expecting one girl in this room, instead he had found her linked in with Tristan. It was obvious that he had spent the night. Tristan hoped that he hadn't caused too much trouble for Amy, or the hotel staff for that matter. As Amy returned to him, Tristan smiled at her sweetly as his arms slid around her waist, joining at her lower back once more. "Silly hotel staff eh?" He joked, letting her know that he wasn't all that bothered by the situation. Well, not bothered enough for Amy to need to know anyway. "Anyway...where was I?....Oh yeah...option 2 or 3 right? Well I am very tempted to go with Option 2...but then I think that Option 3 will leave us plenty of ideas too....what's the word?...Explore..." He said seductively, not that he needed to now, but it seemed much more like fun doing things that way. "And of course....option 3...can quite easily be mixed with option 2...." He trailed off, before hopping up onto the kitchen side. Tristan grabbed each side of Amy's dressing-gown and gently pulled her closer as he left his legs open for her to stand inbetween them as his feet dangled against the cupboards below him. His hands trailed around, finding either side of Amy's neck to rest on, before Tristan leaned down, so Amy would be able to kiss him back without stretching up too much as he allowed lips to find hers once more.
 
Amy laughed at his comment and shrugged. "Well zen, option 2 and option 3 mixed please sir." She said, returning his cheeky wink at her. She felt him jump on the counter and moved forward so she was standing between his two legs like it seemed he wanted. She felt her dressing gown loosen slightly as he pulled her forwards and smirked to herself, wondering if it was part of the plan or not... She saw him lean down and this was enough for her. She kissed him passionately, her arms linked around his neck. He was still a bit taller than her so she stepped on her tiptoes to reach comfortably. As a young child, her parents had attempted to teach her ballet, so this was easy for her. She stopped kissing him and smiled, their faces still as close, but lips not joined.

(OOC: Sorry for the lame post, my muse is starting to fail on me... :p )
 
Tristan smiled at her reply. "Good choice my darling." He said quite poshly, a very unusual tone for Tristan, but very funny none-the-less. Tristan enjoyed the kiss as much as he had enjoyed any other the night before, so smiled back at her as their lips broke apart. He hadn't failed to notice that Amy's dressing-gown had loosened when her had pulled closer. Deciding to be rather cheeky, Tristan took the edges of Amy's dressing-gown into his hands then moved it back over her shoulders, revealing a little more of Amy's body, not so much that it became awkward and uncomfortable for Amy, but enough to have a little fun. After all, it was nothing that he hadn't seen before. Tristan released the dressing-gown from his grip then slowly rubbed his hands back over Amy's shoulders before sliding down the kitchen side until he landed back on his feet again. Back at Amy's level, Tristan's hand found the top of Amy's thigh once again, as it had done when they were here yesterday. Leaning into kiss her, Tristan decided to tease as his lips lingered around hers, but not meeting them until she closed the gap herself.

OOCOut of Character:
No Worries. :) But Ooh the cheeky boy. :p
 
Amy laughed softly at his tone, it was different to one she had heard before but it was funny, not bad. She smiled back at his smile and realised that he was releasing her dressing gown. Smirking, her whole body shone in the morning light, her tanned and slender figure radiating out from the simple white dressing gown that made her tan look darker than before. Her wet hair curls hung down over her front, keeping covered up still, teasing him. As he slid down the kitchen side so he was standing next to her, she realised how very close they were. They were pressed up against the kitchen worktop, closer than the night before. Their lips missed each other by less than a milimetre and she sighed inwardly, knowing that she would have to make them connect. Leaning forward, she felt his hand on her upper thigh and sighed blissfully as she quickly ruined the distance between their lips. They touched and she didn't stop kissing him now, her hands running through his hair and her leg coming up again to wrap around his waist, drawing them closer again that anyone would have thought possible. The day before, she would have laughed at the idea of 2 people being so close, but as the distance had gradually shortened, it didn't seem so bad. She pulled him away from the kitchen top slightly, moving them towards the center of the room and therefore closer to the bed...
 
OOCOut of Character:
De Ja Vu my friend... :p


Tristan happily remembered being in this situation last night and was thoroughly enjoying the fact that the pair of them were here once again. As she began the kiss, Tristan realised that she didn't plan on stopping as he tried to get a word out. But Tristan didn't complain, he quite appropriately shut-up and busied himself with kissing Amy back as he was moved to the centre of the room.

Tristan had noticed that they were now nearer the bed, but he decided to tease her as he remained in the middle of the room, his lips sinking deeper into hers every second. Tristan's hands found the belt of Amy's dressing-gown, un-tying it and using the two bits of material to pull Amy ever closer to him; like that was possible. His hands then moved around Amy's waist, before slowly raising up, before moving back down again, as far as his arms would allow him to as he refused to finish the kiss. This time, Tristan decided that Amy would be making the first moves towards the bed, he had been pretty much in charge since last night, it was about time he let the boss take over.
 
(OOC: Sorry :jesse: )

Amy smiled but then stopped smiling as she felt Tristan kiss her back. Something didn't seem right, like something needed to be said perhaps. But she had nothing to say, so what could be said. Realising that Tristan might have something to say, she carried on kissing but was trying to work out what needed to be said. They were still in the centre of the room and noone seemed to be making any move to the bed. Perhaps Tristan needed to speak? Perhaps he didn't want to do what she was thinking? As these thoughts crossed her mind she stopped kissing. It seemed hard for her because of how far they were into kissing. "Are you ok?" She asked, catching her breath as she stopped. She felt her dressing gown loosen but waited to see what else would happen. They were still stuck in the middle of the room but Amy wouldn't take it further until she got an answer.
 
OOCOut of Character:
No Worries. :)


Tristan wondered why Amy had brought the kiss to an end. Had he done something wrong? Was she bored? Did she need to be somewhere? This worried Tristan until she spoke up. He laughed calmly as he heard the question. "Of course I am...I'm absolutely fine...I was going to say how gorgeous you look...but then the kissing distracted me so I thought I'd save the compliments until later..." He told her happily, with a cheeky wink on the end. Tristan then moved his hands up and rested them on either side of Amy's neck. He leant in and kissed her lips softly. Breaking the short kiss, Tristan kept his face extremely close to her. "You don't need to worry about me okay?" He said mischievously. "Anyway.....you're the boss...so take the lead..." He said, keeping his face just as close to hers but not kissing her as he waited for her to begin the fun once more.
 
Amy smiled at him and his compliment. "Thanks." She muttered, her tone appreciative but pleased. She didn't mind about being complimented, and smiled at the thought of him complimenting her further later. Raising her eyebrows at the mention of her leading, she panicked for a moment because having never been put in that situation, she didn't know what to do. So, improvising on the spot, she kissed him passionately. Walking backwards slightly, she felt the edge of the bed meet the back of her knees. Letting herself buckle backwards, she pulled Tristan down next to her, gracefully kissing him at the same time. Slipping the dressing gown off herself completely now, she ran her hands over his chest and kissed him more passionately. Her small weight probably made no difference as she gracefully climbed over him, her legs left over his body. Smirking at how much she was making up as she went along, she tugged the duvet towards them.

(OOC: Could you do the after-part this time please :) )
 
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Of Course. :)


Tristan laughed as Amy fell back onto the bed, before face-planting the bed himself as she gave him a tug. He immediately rolled over onto his back as he began to remove his jeans once more. "Anytime." He said, replying to her earlier comment about the charming compliments. As she climbed on top of him, Tristan allowed her to do as she wished, he led there and purely responded in the correct ways...

Two Hours Later...

It had truly been an eventful morning as Tristan broke from the constant kissing. He was breathless as he kicked the duvet away, giving the pair of them some air and some breathing space. Tristan held Amy's petite frame as he looked across to the drawn curtains that were covering the small window. He could see the risen sun shining through them, it must've been nearly afternoon by now. "That will never get boring." He told Amy with a slightly breathless chuckle, before gently moving Amy backwards a little as he sat up. He then cradled his arms around Amy once more, his lips finding the mark he had left earlier and kissing it. "So I've been wondering..." Tristan began, deciding it was about time that he brought up the difficult subject of the future. "Was this just a one-night thing.....or was it something.....more?" He asked, his lips still playfully pondering around Amy's neck as he spoke. "Because quite honestly...I'd be happy either way..." He said, re-assuring her that there was no pressure involved in this question as he breathed warm-breaths around Amy's neck, brushing his lips against it as he waited for an answer.
 
Amy sat up with Tristan, leaning under his arm as she did so. She smiled and nodded. Controlling her breathing for a few minutes, she debated his question. If he didn't mind either way, then that told her it wouldn't be a long relationship. But, she wasn't one to be a slut and just sleep around with people every few nights. So, she thought to herself, watching the high sun as she did so. It was a beautiful morning and Tristan was a very nice guy. So, she could give it a shot, seeing that she was in a very good mood. "Well, it depends for what you mean by something more?" She questioned, her eyes twinkling with amusement. Another rule of Amy's was that she wouldn't ask the question, that was the guy's job. So far, this had worked and not knowing how to do it, she would prefer Tristan to ask. Afterall, that was the job of the guy. She felt his warm breath on her neck and smiled, blissful shivers running down her body. Playing with the ends of her own hair, she waited for his answer, her eyes locked with his.
 
Tristan laughed slightly at Amy's question. Awkward much? As he felt Amy's eyes looking at him, he matched his eyes with hers as he tried to think of an answer to her question. "Urm...I suppose I mean...Well...you allowed me back here yesterday...and we had some.....fun.....together.....then you let me stay the night.....and now it's the afternoon.....and you haven't tried chucking me out yet.....so to cut to the chase.....what I'm trying to say is.....Am I going to be enjoying your amazing company again?" He asked, not quite asking the question he knew that she was after just yet. Tristan held Amy closely as he waited for her response.
 
Amy laughed slightly as he stuttered his words out. Realising how awkward she had made this for him, she just smiled. "Yes, if you want to." She said with a smile, wondering how to convince him it was ok to ask her to be his girlfriend. Some girls would already assume this, especially after everything that her and Tristan had done, but knowing the ways of some men, she guessed that it would be best not to assume anything. She snuggled into his armpit and smiled up at him. Stretching slightly, she kissed his lips gently, trying to break the tension in the air.
 
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