four eyes

lowel carter just cause i have glasses doesn't mean i'm a nerd i'm actually an ass

[carterlowel]

The blonde let out a soft chuckle at her response his shirtlessness. He knew he looked good, thanks to years of training and the fact that it ran in his jeans to just be unbelievably gorgeous. Zorja, in this lighting, with lust filling his mind, seemed more attractive than ever. He usually didn’t really pay attention to her appearance, it was mostly jokingly if he did but now, she just looked hot. The way she squirmed under him as he touched her, so pure. His hands ran down her back and tugged up at her shirt, pulling it over her head. Blue eyes immediately searched her, looking at the slight curved inward around her waist. He smirked softly, hands quickly and easily removing the latches of her bra. This was something he’d mastered in middle school. Lowel threw the bra aside and looked at Zorja’s face before he explore the newly introduced territory. One hand resumed what he been doing before, massaging her breast, his middle and index finger softly squeezing together around her nipple. His other hand only cupped her left breast as he kissed softly around the areola. His tongue slowly glided around her nipple before his mouth moved down to suck gently. Blue eyes flickered up to see her reaction as his own shaft started to harden against the crotch of his jeans. He couldn’t help it, a beautiful girl was sprawled under her, shirtless and his lips were against her breasts, it was bound to happen. The blonde switched breasts, repeating what he had did to the other before pulling away. Lowel moved up back to her face, kissing the side of her lips as his hands moved lower, unbuttoning her ripped jeans she loved so much. He bit his bottom lip and stood up straight, hands tugging down her jeans and underwear at the same time. Pulling off her shoes, he threw those and the discarded clothes to the side. His heart pounded in his chest as he kissed the skin below her bellybutton and hands held her thighs open gently. Lowel pressed his lips against her clit, gaging to see how sensitive she is by her reaction. He smirked before slowly rolling his tongue up from her opening to her clit. His mouth hovered over her clit as he began to suck gently, begining to feel the warmth eminating from her and the natural wetness setting in. One hand left it’s duty at her right thigh and slowly grazed his fingers along her vagina, his mouth still sucking. She was starting to get wet and he was starting to get anxious, wanting to penetrate her. One finger tested the waters, slowly going deep inside and then out. He repeated slowly, eye closing from the pleasure of how tight he knew she was going to feel around him. A second finger slowly was added, the beat going a little faster as he licked his clit as a break before going back to sucking.

[carterlowel]

“Merci, cher,” She said as she down the third shot, throwing her head back slightly. Marie set the empty glass down on the tray with the other two and grinned, “It’s been a while since I’ve had a good drink.”

“Probably because you’ve been cooped up here.” He joked before shooting back a shot himself. 

[carterlowel]

Honesty hour is supposed to be honest. Looks like someone just wants to deflect. Naughty, naughty...

Alright you caught me - I’m naughty. Whatcha going do about it?

[carterlowel]

What would you do if you had more guts?

More guts? I think that’s a bit anatomically impossible so I guess I would die.

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Who do you envy, and why?

Envy? Anon, Have you met me?

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What's your weirdest fantasy?

Alright Nonny, I can get on board for this. Imagine two girls - one dressed as Padma and the other as Leia (it wouldn’t be as fucked up as these girls in the costumes aren’t related but just hot), I’d be dressed as Han and I’d fuck em’ both. 

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What's your biggest secret?

I don’t do that sort of stuff. I fear my mom doesn’t love me as much as she does Grace.. I fear she doesn’t love me at all because of who I am.

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Do you ever feel anything for anyone except the urge to either bang them or bang their faces against the wall?

Nope - Those are the only two emotions I feel.

[carterlowel]

She’d never felt this strongly about anyone before, even though the only reaction to him was hate, and sadness. Usually at least. She scoffs when he doesn’t have an answer, but no words breach her lips. She’s having issues focusing in the moment. She never thought about sex with other people in her life. Even kissing was something that never happened, not that he needed to be aware of that either. Smug asshole. Zee was content in that part of her life, as much as she could be, at least.  Her brain fog that was caused by him didn’t even have a chance to break up as he pressed against her, tugged in to an embrace. They’d known each other years, had spent those years fighting or ignoring each other, but this had never crossed her mind. Not even a fleeting though, which was more than what was going on as his arms wound around her and she found her’s doing much of the same as her lips chased his, her bag now discarded on the floor, with barely a muttered, “I hate you,” escaping.

Lowel had had sex many times in his life and usually those girls were the ones coming onto him after a couple of drinks but Zorja, this wasn’t something he’d planned. He had hated her the first time they met and made it his life goal to constantly annoy her but now, kissing her, that was anything but annoying either of them. When he thought of Zorja, it was either to laugh or to remind him to annoy her. This was completely different. He lusted after her now, at least his body did, pushing him to explore her mouth this tongue. A thought popped into his mind, the door - which was wide open and if he thought this was going where it was going, that needed to be closed. Lowel didn’t want to break away though, the sweet taste of the brunettes lips was keeping him addicted, wanting to stay attached. He improvised, moving his hands from her waist to her ass and pulling her up into the arm, guiding her legs around his torso. Thanks to all his training and the fact that she was much smaller than him, it was much easier than others would of expected. Teeth gently grazed her bottom lip as he walked with one eye open to close and lock the door. Once the area was secure, he confidently walked her back the table and laid her down. “I know.” He grumbled deeply, responding to her words before he pulled off his shirt, revealing his muscular torso.  Lowel leaned down, one hand reaching around her waist as the other decided to explore a new territory - her breast. His hand cupped her gently before moving his hand around like a massage, trying to see how she’d react. The blonde pressed his lips to her jaw, peppering kisses down her neck to her collar bone.

[carterlowel]

In the moment of her ranting, she thought of nothing else, saw nothing else. But he broke that, broke her out of the trance she was in that left her mouth agape, and lips not tasting like her own. This she knows because when he pulled away, for a second she almost followed those lips too, her tongue darted out to run over her lips. Her mouth opens to speak, but she can’t think of words. Hurt and confusion flash over her face, and she doesn’t know what she’s thinking except three short words. “What the fuck?” she questions, voice barely there, something she feels was negated by her pounding heart beat in her ears. Her eyes flick to his lips again, lips she now knows to be soft and far from the course words spat at her upon occasion then his eyes, and she looks away, her face in her hands and dark hair creating a curtain that she hides under for a second before reemerging, face steeled. “Is this another ploy to embarrass me or to get me to shut up because it only worked for one.”

Lowel felt his heart pounding, thumping the question ‘why did you do that?’ over and over in throughout his body. He never had actually thought about Zorja that way - he never really wanted to get her to fuck him or like him but for some reason his body had felt different. His hand went over his mouth, mostly trying to cover the fact that his mouth was also agape since he didn’t have any clue what to say to someone he’d tortured and now just kissed. “No..” He spoke finally after she questioned his intentions. “I just.. I don’t know for once.” The blonde took in a deep breath, tongue darting over his lips tasting the chapstick she must of worn. The taste made his lips yearn to be pressed against hers again. Lowel took a step forward again, closing the gap he’d made when he had moved after he kissed her. His eyes narrowed for a moment, head tilted to the side slightly as he tried to think. His own body was begging him to close the gap even more, lips and bodies pressed but he couldn’t understand why. For some strange reason he just wanted her so badly in this moment, to rip off her clothes and hear her moan his name, not like he’d joked before but real. “I don’t care anymore.. fuck it.” Lowel uttered before wrapped his arms around Zorja’s waist, pulling her against his muscular body and lips finally meeting hers once again. 

[carterlowel]

“This is different, Lowel,” she tells him, the fire normally ignited in her feels like it wants to just die out. Mostly she wants to run off and hide. “See, that’s how this works. You make me uncomfortable, I say violent things. It’s a thing. But this?” she waves a hand between them, “I don’t want to talk about. You think it’s funny. I know. What to you want me to say? That yes, you’re right, the all knowing Master Carter is right, that that weird Maximoff girl likes computers too much, and hell, never had sex. Like it’s something important, because it’s not. In inconsequential. But to you, is just another thing to hold over me.” Her tone turns mocking, “Hey guys, I’m Lowel Carter. I’m like, totally tall and blond, hot like sin, and everyone knows that I’m super freaking ripped. Allrighht, fist pump! Look at this weird giiirl who doesn’t have sex, wears ripped jeans, and no makeup. Haa, neerrrd. I’mma piss her off like she’s a gorilla in a zooo, bruuh!” She shakes her head, dropping the stupid frat boy voice she took on. She scoffs, and Zee looks away, anywhere except him and how close he’s getting to her face.

Lowel’s eyes lowered to the ground, listening to her rant and rant about all these things. He wanted to yell, interrupt her and tell her that it was just a joke but he knew that would do more harm than good. He’d spent most of his life trying to just live life to the fullest and not give a fuck what people thought of him but for some reason, all these things Zorja was saying were starting to get to him. Usually the blonde was like rubber, everything bounced off of him and he used to love the way it frustrated people. Now it was different as she said. Biting his lower lip, Lowel saw that instead of annoying he had done damage this time but he didn’t know what to do. He wasn’t used to talking to girls in any other way than to get them into bed with him and he just wanted her to forget what he’d said. His blue eyes ran over her face and before he could even think his body moved for him. His hands cupped Zorja’s cheeks, pulling her to face him as his lips pressed up against hers. Lowel was surprised at himself, pulling away immediately and taking a step back. 

[carterlowel]

“I think I can keep a secret -as long as you pass me another shot.”

“You drive a hard bargain but I can supply your demand.” He smirked as he handed her another shot.

[carterlowel]

Purity? Admiring it? “Don’t make fun of me,” she said calmly, but a fist was tightly wrapped around her bag’s strap.” In a different way, her entire body was telling to run. Not out of anger like it was before, but shame, and she knows that flickers across her face. “Just add it to the very large pile of things that make me boring, and a loser.” He gets close, and she hates how he does it, towers over her, and even though it was only a few inches, she hated him for it. “Are we done here?” she questions, voice soft but jaw tight, eyes locked with his. “Because I’d rather jump out of planes without a parachute right now.”

“Oh alright.” He threw his hands into the arm in defeat. “So it’s cool for you to tell me to play in the street but I can’t say anything to you? Great, wonderful.” Lowel clenched his jaw, no longer having fun but he wasn’t about to back down. His mother taught him to never back down in a fight unless he knew he would get fatally hurt but with Zorja, who could barely bruise him, he wasn’t afraid. “I never said that - I said virgin and maybe weird a coupla’ times.” The blonde asserted, hands motioning in front of him to help make his point. “No we’re not done.” He kept his blue eyes locked on her dark brown hues, his body urging him to move closer. His head craned down slightly, leaving only a few inches distance from her. “Then jump.” Lowel retorted in a deep soft voice.

[carterlowel]

Once again she feels as if she’s reminded that she’s not her mom, that she can’t read minds. Or hell, even read people. She glances at him but busies herself to stop staring, and focuses on her homework instead. But then she hears his words, and freezes. Slowly, her head cocks to him. “Are you fucking kidding me right now?” she questions, voice in a hiss. “Ok. Making fun of me about some things, more power to you. But that question? Insulting me like that? Like as serious as your poor soul can manage, is not allowed. So uncalled for. I am not even giving you the luxury of fighting back like you want.” She then stands up, chair scraping against the floor, and hurriedly shoved books and her computer back in a back, grumbling about rudeness the entire time.

Lowel saw the look on her face but it just didn’t seem as satisfying as he thought it would be. Usually Zorja would put up a fight and yell at him about how she wanted him to die but this unsettled him a little. He pushed himself off the counter and walked a half circle around the brunette, coming the opposite side of her next to the table once again. “Making fun of you? I am admiring your purity.” He flashed his pearly whites at Zorja before letting out a sigh. “I didn’t come here to have you ignore me - fight me - hit me, do something!” The blonde stood up straight, looking her straight in the eyes. “Come on - you don’t give up that easily! That’s not the Zozo I know.” Lowel moved a step closer, bending over slightly so his face was only a six inches away from hers.

[carterlowel]

It had been.. peaceful. Almost. She’d spend a lot of time in her room, in her secret work area, and the lab. Depending on what she was working on, but she was always working on something. This time, int he lab, it wasn’t anything personal, which she supposes was good because she hear a voice, his voice, and jumped, hands in fists but drops them lieu of slapping her forehead. “The answer is no, because I’ll find a way to kill you.”

Lowel giggled slightly when he saw her jump, it satisfied him and made him want to annoy her even more. He loved getting a rise out of Zorja, even if it was an eyeroll or a heavy sigh, it was something. The blonde boy leaned his butt against the cold table, his hands on either side to help balance as he looked over a the brunette who was obviously frustrated. “Unless you all of a sudden became a telepath - the answer is unknown.” He retored. “Come on, indulge me.” Lowel picked up one hand, setting in under his chin which had some blonde stubble from him forgetting to shave this morning. “So I’m going to take a wild guess and by wild - I mean easy and say you’re a virgin? How long do you think it would take for me to make you hit that big O for the first time.” He wiggled his brows and waited for her reaction.

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It had been a couple of days since he’d bothered Zorja and there hadn’t been much to entertain him around the academy lately, so he decided to find the brunette he loved annoying so much. Lowel knew exactly where to go - the school’s lab. She was a nerd who liked her space and her technology so it was only logical to go there. He was right, a smirk rising the corners of his lips as he saw the brunette in the lab. “Hey Zozo, I’ve got a hypothetical for you.” The blonde spoke loudly, hoping to frighten her as he walked into her room and leaned on the black lab table next to her.

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