Spread your wings;

Felicity "Fizz" Grace, 7teen years old junior at East Columbus High. Used to be the invisible one, is now the social butterfly.

[chasebrookswtf]

At her words almost like he had been waiting for those exact words he shifted the thin material over, his fingers finally actually touching her this time, rubbing against her. “His fingers moved delicately around her and he slowly moved a finger in her. “Is this okay..I can stop if it’s not.” He whispered against her lips as he started moving his finger in and out of her slowly.

[fizz-grace]

As his fingers came in contact with the delicate skin, Felicity bit down on her lower lip again, shuddering at the sensation. “Keep going,” she encouraged, slightly in awe by the way his digit slipped into her, soft moans escaping her every once in a while as her grip on his shirt tightened.

[chasebrookswtf]

Chase could tell that the girl was enjoying it and he was glad that she was because he didn’t want her to regret any of this. “Do you feel good?” He asked, his voice low as he continued moving his fingers against the soft material which he could feel getting damp beneath his fingers. His long fingers kept a steady pace rubbing against her, applying more pressure here and there to help her reach her release.

[fizz-grace]

“Hmhm,” she whimpered, her head rocking as she nodded. The way his voice had dropped an octave surely didn’t go unnoticed by the small brunette, causing a heat to wash over her entire being. Felicity felt her breathing increase, one hand curling its digits into the navy fabric of the male’s shirt. She was too engrossed in his touch to stop by now, speaking before her own thoughts could get to her. “More,” Felicity breathed against his lips before pressing her own against his.

[chasebrookswtf]

As her neck tilted back he moved his lips across her skin, sucking gently on the exposed flesh but also being careful because the last thing they both needed was for her mom or anyone else like her boyfriend to notice a hickey on her later on. He concentrated on moving his fingers, wanting her to feel pleasure and he loved the fact that he was the guy who helped her feel this kind of pleasure.

[fizz-grace]

Felicity’s lips parted lightly as she felt him nipping on her skin, a sensation which she completely unfamiliar with. It was obvious Chase was experienced when it came to sex and anything related to it, his actions just right to get the brunette increasingly wet. Bucking her hips lightly, Felicity was growing eager for more of his touch, her lashes brushing her cheeks briefly as her eyes fluttered, trying to stay quiet.

[chasebrookswtf]

Getting her okay only made Chase more excited, finally being able to touch her again. He was sure the girl would be able to tell just how excited he was considering she was sitting right on his lap. His hand trailed up her thigh and he did the same thing he had done the previous day, his fingers finding her center and rubbing against the soft material of her panties. “You’re the one who’s going to be the death of me.” He whispered against her skin as he applied more pressure on her.

[fizz-grace]

A strained moan was to be heard in the room as the male started rubbing against the material covering her heat, relief somehow washed over her as Chase touched her, as if she hadn’t even wanted it to stop just a few moments before. Pressing her digits against the nape of his neck, Felicity’s head tilted lightly, wanting to feel more of his plump lips against her skin.

[chasebrookswtf]

He wasn’t sure what she exactly wanted from him. If he wanted him to stop or to do exactly what he wanted. “We can just do exactly what we did yesterday. We don’t have to go any further unless you want to.” Of course he was dying to do more with her but he never would want to push her unless she asked him to. He trailed his lips against her neck, appreciating every inch of her skin in case she decided she didn’t want any of this.

[fizz-grace]

“You’re gonna be the death of me,” Felicity muttered, her hand moving his further up her thigh as he seemed occupied by leaving kisses against the soft skin of her neck. They were here already and they both wanted it, as wrong as it was. The light tingle of his long finger tips against her thigh was a welcomed sensation, not even aware that such a simple thing could already turn her on. It was her innocence that made the entire experience that much more exciting for her and if anything, Felicity was actually glad she would be able to share that with someone she trusted with her entire heart.

[chasebrookswtf]

Felicity was right, they couldn’t keep going but he wanted to so bad. He knew the farther that they went the more awkward things would be tomorrow but at this point by tomorrow at this time they would be in the same situation again. “Fizz..” he mumbled against her ear, not knowing what to do or say. “I just want to touch you so bad again..”

[fizz-grace]

Her breathing hitched lightly, moving her right hand to cup his jaw, thumb tracing over his cheekbone lightly. “Please,” the plead had slipped her lips before she even realized it and at that moment Felicity wasn’t even aware what she was pleading him for. Did she really want him to stop? Or feel rough big hands over her body again like she hadn’t been touched by anyone else before?

[chasebrookswtf]

His lips continued moving against the skin on her neck, appreciating every single inch that he could reach. He trailed his lips up close to her ear as his hand moved to her upper thigh, right where her skirt was “Do you want me to touch you again like yesterday?” He asked, his voice low. The thought of this being a bad idea was in the back of his mind. He wasn’t using his brain anymore for thinking.

[fizz-grace]

A small whimper left her lips as the male spoke, the mere thought already sending a shiver down the brunette’s spine. “Chase,” she breathed, fingers slipping into his curls. “I want you to, but we can’t,” Felicity shook her head lightly, biting down on her bottom lip. The situation was a mess as it already was and she new it was a terrible idea, but her want for it was screaming just as loud as her conscious did.

[chasebrookswtf]

His hands fell onto her hips, pulling her in as close as he possibly could as his lips moved across her neck, pressing hot kisses all over her bare skin. He wasn’t sure how this kept happening and how they kept ending up in this situation  but right now he was far from complaining.

[fizz-grace]

Humming lightly at his touch, Felicity pushed her brown locks away to give him more access. Her hands pressed against his shoulder, steadying herself on Chase’s lap. It was almost as if any care she had in the world had completely vanished while all she seemed to consume was his touch. Felicity had to stop it, she was certain, but she refused to do so, instead allowing herself to be selfish just for that moment.

[chasebrookswtf]

His green eyes met her, catching his own breath in the process. His fingers tracing lines along the small exposed skin near her hips as his lips moved away to her neck, placing hot kisses along her skin. No part of him felt guilty for doing this but the cycle would just later prove that by tomorrow they would be awkwardly doing this all over again.

[fizz-grace]

His small touch caused the dancer’s eyes to close, it was almost as if his hands instantly made her putty, unable to do anything but revel in it. As lips pressed against her neck, Felicity’s head fell back, biting her lower lip to try and stop herself from moaning. Consequences did not once cross her mind, instead she allowed herself to enjoy the intimate touches Chase provided her with, her her fingers curling into his hair in the progress.

[chasebrookswtf]

Relief washed over his body when the girl agreed and his hands that were on her thighs pulled her off the counter like it was nothing. His lips were on hers again as he blindly lead them back to her living room slowly and finally he reached the couch and sat down, with her on his lap. His hands traveled away from her thighs once he was settled and moved back to her hips, his hands slightly pushing her down on him.

[fizz-grace]

Her legs had clung above his hips, slightly surprised by the fact that Chase seemed so effortlessly able to pick her up. Arms wrapped around his neck, her knees bend as he sat the two of them down. Chest meeting chest in the progress, Felicity pulled away slightly from his lips, only to brush over them lightly, brown hues stuck on his as she tried to catch her breath.

[chasebrookswtf]

He wouldn’t lie, he loved the sound of her moans even if he was barely doing anything. But it just made him want her even more, encouraging him and he had to keep pulling himself back from doing anything else. He pulled away slightly, trying to catch his breath before his next words came out “couch?” he asked, patiently waiting for her answer but his hands never left her thighs.

[fizz-grace]

The popcorn was completely left forgotten, the dancer her focus having shifted completely on the male. Though when he pulled away, Felicity couldn’t help but move with him slightly before letting their lips loose contact. Her body still close to his, brown hues searched for his a brief moment. Now was the time to make thought through decision and cutting it all off but her longing screamed over the rational voices in her head, making her head nod in reply.

[chasebrookswtf]

Chase’s hands stayed on her hips, moving in closer to close off any space if there was any. His hands traveled down to her thighs, keeping them there as he legs hooked around his waist. He wanted so much more but he knew not to rush the girl. When he felt Felicity granting him entrance, his tongue moved slowly into her mouth, moving against hers and his fingers tightened slightly against her thighs. It was probably a good thing he knew that her mom wouldn’t be home until hours from now because this would definitely be a scene her mom would not be used to.

[fizz-grace]

As the male moved closer to her, Felicity could feel her skirt getting hiked up. Consequently, a soft pink managed to find its way on her cheeks, not used to kissing anyone in such a manner. His hands on her thighs caused her skin to tingle lightly while she kissed him back. She was getting better at it, she presumed. Especially with the amount of practice she got ever since that one night. The small squeeze to her thighs caused a soft moan to slip her lips. It was so easy for him to get her that way, any type of new touch or sensation being appreciated by the innocent small brunette.

[chasebrookswtf]

Chase’s hands moved along the counter, searching for any items and moving them to the side away from where they were, no caring if anything was spilling over because he was already lost in the others kiss. His hands fell to her hips, picking her up and placing her on the counter so she was level with his height now. His lips continued to move against hers, his tongue swiping against her bottom lip pleading for entrance.

[fizz-grace]

Oblivious to his movements, Felicity let herself become completely lost in the kiss. It wasn’t until she felt him lift her up that the brunette realized what was happening. Though, almost on instinct her legs hooked around his waist loosely. Her hand moved slowly towards Chase’s jaw, intending on keeping it there though it was soon slipping into his hair again. Allowing him entrance, Felicity could practically feel the odd sensation she had experienced the times with Chase before, stacking up again. It was exciting and each time she had ignored the fact that she was supposed to feel guilty about it. But that was something for later, for when she had to see Justin again.

[chasebrookswtf]

These things would just happen out of nowhere and it was just a constant cycle with them now. They would kiss and then avoid each other the next day and then when they would talk there would be an awkward air around them. Then as soon as things were becoming normal they would go right back to square one. But right now Chase didn’t care because his lips were on hers and she was kissing him back. He moved against her, pressing her back into the counter, not like there was much space between them before anyways.

[fizz-grace]

The small brunette inhaled deeply as his lips moved over hers, reveling in the touch. The little bag of popcorn was sat beside her on the counter before moving her hand towards the nape of his neck. Felicity knew she should stop it but the cycle had been started and it became more or less unavoidable for them to share moments of intimacy. Feeling Chase press her back against the counter caused a small gasp to escaped her lips before continuing to kiss him, her grip on his shirt tightening.

[chasebrookswtf]

He knew where her gaze had fallen and that was enough to change Chase’s train of thought. “Yeah..The microwave.” He repeated her words but made no sudden movements, his eyes still locked on hers. This always happened now and he was realizing how little self control he had now around his friend. How did this happen? There used to be a time where he could strictly look at Fizz as a friend but now all he could ever think of was kissing her and that’s exactly what he did in that one second. He placed his hands on the counter behind her and pressed his lips to hers, lips that he was now familiar with.

[fizz-grace]

The entire situation was beyond ridiculous and anyone telling her that exactly this would happen would have probably been laughed at in their face. Felicity wouldn’t have believed it when anyone had told her that she would become almost addicted to his plump lips, to his hands on her skin, to Chase in general. Though when his lips were placed against hers, Felicity couldn’t stop herself. Instead, she let the fingers of her free hand curl into the fabric on his shirt, kissing him back eagerly. It seemed like fighting it was completely useless. Besides, it wasn’t like she had much space left to flee, nor did she really want to.

[chasebrookswtf]

Most normal people would move away but Chase stayed in his place, thoughts not really processing that his job was done and he could back away. He eyed Felicity, waiting for her next move but she just stood there and a small lazy smile spread on his lips “Everything okay Fizz?” He asked, still not processing that he was just inches from her and that he didn’t need to be this close to help her make the popcorn but something was keeping him there.

[fizz-grace]

Her hands held the little package as her lips parted ever so slightly. His words caused her to meet his gaze briefly, a small nod rocking her head. Though soon after her dark hues dropped to his lips. Wrong move. “Yeah, just need to...,” her eyes skid back to his, swallowing briefly, “put these in the microwave.” Felicity moved her tongue along her lip before giving a light smile, trying to put her thoughts together once again. Why did this keep happening?

[chasebrookswtf]

Chase stared after the girl as she got up and when he heard her mention popcorn he got up and started to follow behind her to help. “Sweet.” He told her as he walked in, a small smile on his face was he watched the small girl stand on her toes to reach the cabin. He walked up behind her, reaching up to grab the popcorn, a small gesture he would normally do but maybe being this close to her would be awkward now, but that was the last thing on his mind. “Here you go.”

[fizz-grace]

Feeling his chest brush against her, Felicity tried to keep herself from biting her lip briefly. It seemed like it was becoming more and more of a habit to her to nibble on the soft plump skin, especially around Chase. She turned slightly in the little space there was still left between him and the counter top as she grinned sheepishly. “Thanks.” She had to move to pop the little package in the microwave, but stood frozen in the spot, suddenly unable to think about what she was doing.