So, We Meet Again [Tag: Leah]

Leah felt a shiver run up her spine as he gasped in pleasure. She looked up towards him and moaned before closing her eyes and focusing on taking him into her mouth. She then started to push him farther into her mouth until he reached her throat. She sucked until her cheeks went in too and ran her tongue along him as she pulled him from her mouth and stroked him. "You taste good," She whispered, knowing she'd said it many times before, but wanting him to know.

His breath got shallow as she took him farther... That felt so good, more than he remembered, ''Leah....'', he groaned when she sucked on him, and staggered as he leaned his head back. He rolled his eyes and chuckled breathlessly, ''I'm only human...'', he murmured, and looked down to her again.

Leah giggled softly and leaned up, kissing his lips heatedly. "Mm... I do like humans," She whispered against his lips and smiled. She slid out of her jeans, leaving her panties on and then straddled his hips. She teasingly rubbed her hips down against his, groaning softly at the feel of his erect member brushing against her panties.

Paris kissed her hungrily and squeezed her thights lightly when she whispered. He heard her slidding her jeans, and groaned feeling her damped panties against his member. ''This would be a lot funnier if you take your panties off...'', he mumbled and slid his hands underneath her panties, and caressed her rear softly.

"But it's much more fun to watch you squirm," Leah teased. She mewled softly at the feeling of his hands on her rear. She sat up straight and unhooked her bra, tossing it to the side. She then slid her way out of her panties and straddled him once more. "There. Happy now?" She whispered as she kissed up his body once more and met his lips in a deep kiss. She pressed one of her hands onto his chest and sat up on her knees. She reached down and took a hold of his member. She bit down on her bottom lip as she positioned him at her entrance and slowly slid herself down, sheathing him within her wet folds. "Fuck," She hissed in soft pleasure as she let her head loll back and her jaw go slack. She circled her hips around him as she sat all the way down on him, pushing him as deep into her core as possible. She then looked back down to him and started to ride along his length, her lips parting in pleasure as she moved and soft whimpers coming from those parted lips. "Paris...." She whispered in a soft moan.

His jaw went slack as he watched her stupping her underwear, and smirked slightly, nodding to her whisper. he kissed her deeply, and groaned in her lips as he felt her wet folds so close to his member. His hands slid down on her hips and groaned lowly as her wall wrapped around him. ''Fuck, Leah...'', he leaned his head back, feeling her so deep, and grunted slightly as she started riding him. He rolled his hips up to hers, and smirked as he heard her moaning his name. Her moans made him feel awesome, and he looked at her with a devilsh gaze as he turned them on the bed, making him hover her. He wanted to feel on control just once, and brushed the hair from her face as he thrusted deep in her core, ''So... how's the feeling.... of your first time on a wood'', he chuckled slightly, groaning slightly as he spread her legs a little, allowing him to get a new angle, and thrust even deeper.

Leah gasped in a bit of shock when he so boldly rolled them over. She smirked up at him and groaned as he started to thrust into her so deeply. At the new angle, she cried out in pleasure and let her arms rest above her head, gripping at the metal bars of the headboard. "Fuck..." Was all she could reply to his question. She spread her legs as he moved them. She brought one of her legs up and hooked it on his shoulder. That angle made her gasp and arch her back, moving into the deep angle and whimpering his name in ecstasy.

Paris groaned as she whimpered his name that way. He thrusted her deep and fast, like he knew she liked. This time she didn't need to say any dirty words to him... He had learned from that last time... His first time ever. He smirked and kissed her deeply, before trailling his lips down on her jaw, and her neck. He sucked on her skin, and nibbled softly as he slid his hand up, and caressed her breast softly.

Leah closed her eyes and leaned into his kiss. She was glad she was flexible. She hummed softly in pleasure as his lips trailed to her neck and his hands slid to her breasts. She felt safe with him, and that was a feeling she wasn't quite used to. She was used to being thrown around during sex. Roughly. It was not about her in that time. It was purely about Titus claiming what was his. Paris seemed to actually care that she was in pleasure. She reached down and took a hold of his hips, gently guiding him to slow. "F-Find... What pace... You like best," She whispered breathlessly.

Paris opened his eyes, and nuzzled his nose on her neck line as he slowed his pace... ''What's wrong?'', he mumbled... ''You didn't like it?'', he asked quietly, in a small whispered. However, he did what she asked, he tried a couple of paces, but they all felt good to him.

Leah looked up at him and smiled a bit. "No... Nothing's wrong... It's just..." She bit her lip. "I'm fast and rough... When I'm at home," She said carefully, not wanting to say Titus' name at a time like this. "I've never been soft and slow," She whispered. She wanted to say she'd never made love, but she couldn't bring that word from her lips.

''Softly and slow?'', he mused with a mumble. He slowed his pace to a sped that pleased him, not so fast, but not too slow. His touch has always been softly, so he didn't have any problem with that. He kissed her ankle slowly before slid her leg down and hooking her on his hips. He didn't need to go too deep either. He wrapped his hands around hers at the headboard,and leaned down to kiss her lips tenderly as he moved sensually and slowly in between her legs. ''This feels good'', he whispered softly at her lips, and smirked boyish.

Leah's lips parted in a soft bit of surprise at how good that slow pace truly did feel. She intertwined their fingers and hummed a soft sound of pleasure as she hooked her legs at his hips. "Paris..." She mewled in content and kissed his lips tenderly. Was this what it felt like? Her heart was beating faster and she felt light -- like they were the only two in the world. Was this what love would feel like, should she ever accept such a feeling? She didn't fall in love. She just had sex. She played with feelings. She wasn't weak like her father had been with Ariel and his emotions. But still... This felt nice.

''Leah...'', he whispered quietly, and trailed down to kiss her jaw softly. He liked the fast and deep pace, but this one felt good too. It was like they were closer, in levels that Paris couldn't understand, but he knew this was a big deal. It was like they were making love... He was making love to her, but was he in love with her? Maybe he was, or maybe she was just another one of his crushes that happened to give him the attention he wanted. He turned his lips up to hers again and kissed her slowly, keeping his pace steady on that nice sync they found.

Leah slid her arms up around his neck and moved her hips up against his slowly. She closed her eyes and leaned into his kiss. His lips were soft and warm. Her skin started to warm up as she truly gave into the feeling of being with him like this. She moaned softly, higher pitched and more breathy. She tangled one hand into his hair and broke the kiss to nestle her head into the crook of his neck to whimper in soft pleasure.

Paris panted quietly as he broke the kiss and kept his blue hues glued on her face, looking for all the sign that would show him he was pleasuring her nicely. Her moans were driving him closer to his climax and he nuzzled his nose affectionately at her temple... ''Leah, babe... I'm almost close'', he whispered in a small groan.

Leah caressed his scalp and hummed softly in his ears sound of pleasure. She heard his groan and mewled softly in response. She moved her hips up against his and tightened her hands in his hair as she too was brought to the peak close to her climax. "Paris...!" She gasped as she came upon her climax hard, her back arching up and her nails gently digging in at the back of his neck.

Paris groaned softly, and thrusted as softly as he was able... ''Leah...'', he gasped, feeling her coming hard around him. He leaned to kiss and suck to crook of her neck and after a couple of thrusts, he reached his climax also, spilling inside her. He trusted she was taking care of not getting pregnant, and besides, he thought it was gross coming out from a girl... It was disrespectful to the girl to him. He kissed on her shoulder softly, and pulled from her gently before turning around and lying on the bed, as he rode off from his orgasm.

Leah whimpered in pleasure when his seed filled her. She panted softly as she rode out her orgasm and curled up to his side. She kissed his chest a few times before nuzzling close. "You're good," She murmured, smirking a bit as she traced a few patterns on his chest with her fingertips.

''I have the best teacher...'', he teased with a small smirk, and wrapped his arm around her, and he saw the treetops above them... He could see the blue sky above it, and a bird singing somewhere far on the forest... ''This is really a nice place'', he hummed to himself, as he caressed her forearm gently with his thumb.

Leah nodded, seeing what he was talking about as she looked around then and took in the soft scents of nature. "I like being alone... I come to the woods sometimes... First time I've really ever been out here with someone else, though," She mused.

Paris smirked softly as he looked down to her. He liked she trusted him enough to be alone into the woods with him... ''I'm glad to hear that'', he whispered softly, and leaned to kiss her lips tenderly.

Leah smiled and returned his kiss tenderly. She liked kissing him. She sat up after and ran her fingers through her hair. "I guess you should be getting back home though, huh? I bet your sister is looking for you," She mumbled.

Paris whimpered quietly as she borke the kiss and sat up. He sat by her side, and kissed upon her shoulder and up to her neck... ''Nah... I bet she's with Jasper, or infuriating dad with something...'', he mumbled softly, ''Unless you afraid someone is looking for you....'', he mumbled quietly, reminding himself he wasn't the only one into her life.

Leah bit her bottom lip as she felt his lips on her skin. She laughed gently. "She really likes Jasper, huh?" She mumbled, sighing softly. "Titus? I'm sure he's plotting someone's demise right now. He's not worried about me, I'm sure," She mumbled.