Misfits One Shot

"Touch me!" Alisha jested. "You know that you want to. What's stopping you?" Your trembling hand hovered inches above her barely covered chest. "Come on... I want you to." With each word and each breath her chest ebbed forward, and you had to pull your hand slightly further away.

"I don't know what's going to happen though. What if I can't snap out of it and I end up seriously hurting you?" You pulled your hand even further back than before and sat further away on the bed.

"Maybe I won't want you to snap out of it." She giggled and ruffled her hands through her sweet-smelling hair before running her finger sultrily down her cheek and landing the tip of her freshly painted nail in her mouth. She edged herself forward towards you.

"Come on Alisha, please for once just take something seriously, I'm really worried that I'm going to end up injuring you." She smiled softly and reassuringly. "I'm really worried that something bad is going to happen."

"It will be okay, I trust you." You sat your hand on her waist, careful to land your palm on her high waisted baby pink boxers and not on her tempting skin. "But please don't make me beg anymore. I've waited long enough to be away from those idiots and now after weeks we finally have managed to be alone. If you don't want to have sex, that's perfectly fine-"

"No, I want to, of course I do." You interjected, not wanting her to get the wrong idea which only made her eyes widen with hope, joy and wonder.

"Promise me that you want to fuck me." She smiled devilishly and bit down lightly on the tip of her finger and crept closer and closer over the bed until her legs were only a hairs width away.

"Yeah... I promise. I would want nothing more." Her smile grew larger and more impish, more scheming and more lustful.

"Good, that is all I needed to hear." She grabbed your hand, your mind seemed to black out with only Alisha's ever tantalising form now the only thing embedded in your brain. Before you had time to fully enter your sex and lust fuelled trance, she grabbed your other hand and held them firmly against her breasts. "It will be okay." she whispered into your ear as her lips kissed softly down your neck and over your throat.

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Written by Aaron.

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