the girl with the guarded heart

DANCE WITH ME || TRISTAN + LEONIE

Tristan managed to control his impulse to jump at the sudden tug at his shirt. It wasn’t of concern to him that his shirt would no longer be worn, the male was transfixed by his girlfriend seated in his lap. He complied and assisted with tugging the sleeves of his shirt down his arms, before throwing it down to the floor. As much as he loved feeling her grind down with her hips, he needed more. It was uncharacteristic of him to be driven to such impatience and pure want, but it was her effect on him.

His hands slid down to her legs, throwing them both around his waist before gripping her hips. He placed gentle kisses along her neck as he slowly stood up from the couch. With ease, he took steps toward the doorway to his room. Not bothering to close the door behind them, he lay her down on top of the covers before lying next to her on his side. Tristan took his time trailing his hand down her smooth skin, 'You're incredible.' he whispered into her ear, his fingers slowly making their way into her panties.

#I honestly have no clue as to what im doing here #really #omg kill me #hahahah im sorry #p:dwm

Leonie liked to think that she was a fairly patient girl; but when it came to Tristan she knew that wasn't true. In her mind, the few steps the male took to his bedroom seemed to take an eternity, and they simply weren't there fast enough. The tiniest of whimpers escaped between slightly parted lips as she felt his hand slowly slide down her body; leaving a trail of fire beneath her skin as they did so. Never had Leonie wanted Tristan, or anybody as a matter of fact, as much as she wanted him right then and there.

It wasn't until he whispered in her ear and her eyes opened that she realized that they had even been closed in the first place. Looking into his eyes she offered him the tiniest of smiles before placing her hands on the back of his neck, arching her back towards him as her lips locking with his own once more.

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DANCE WITH ME || TRISTAN + LEONIE

Tristan was impressed by the strength of the girl, momentarily loosing balance as a result of the comprehensive push to his chest. But falling back onto his sofa, he couldn’t be happier to raise his gaze to meet hers as she straddled his lap. His hands found her waist once again quickly as their heated kiss resumed. Slowly, his hands creeped under her shirt, the tips of his fingers ran along the soft skin of her sides. As his hands rose higher up her sides, her shirt was increasingly pulled up. Small moans were elicited, captured and muffled by her lips.

#p:dwm #as you can clearly see im basing most of this off of those gifs #but she took her time sliding her hands up his chest jsyk

With her hands places on either side of his neck she held his face to her, her lips moving against his as lust took over her. Her hips began to grind down against him as the feeling of his fingertips against her bare skin sent a shiver down her spine. "Baby" She cooed against his lips pulling away in order to grab the hem of her shirt and pull it up and over her head-- throwing it off to the side before looking down at him. She looked at him with a playful smirk as she slid her hands down his chest, her eyes traveling down with her hands before she finally looked back up at him. Her fingertips slid up his chest once again, brushing against the buttons of his shirt. In any other situation she would have taken her time with each and every button, but something about Tristan made her impatient. Hoping that her recent work outs at the gym were going to be enough she grabbed two handfuls of the fabric that made up the button up shirt that he was wearing and pulled. A proud smirk appeared on her lips as the buttons slipped out of their buttonholes, a few buttons even falling off. She knew it was probably due to the fact that the buttons were small and not made to be tugged on, but that made no difference to her. Biting down on her bottom lip as her hands slid up his bare chest up to his shoulders where she continued to push the shirt down his arms.

DANCE WITH ME || TRISTAN + LEONIE

Tristan was reluctant to let her pull away, even if it was only slightly. But the feeling of her hands against his cheeks, and the piercing look in her eyes that saw him react to the new kiss with new vigour and considerable heat. Although he was not clear in what he needed, Tristan was overcome with a need to be close to her. He pressed his body against hers, only to then change the direction of his kisses. He began to trail them down her neck, bending to be able to kiss into the crook of her neck.

Leonie couldn't help but to be pleased in the direction the kiss was now going in. Her back arched towards him, her head tilting to the side to grant the male more access. The feeling of his lips leaving a trail of kisses down her sensitive skin caused goosebumps to rise on her skin, the tiniest of whimpers escaping between her lips. Mustering up all the strength she could manage she placed the palms of her hands on the male's chest pushing him backwards until he was forced to plop down on the couch. As soon as he was seated she was quick to straddle his lap, her lips finding his once again.

DANCE WITH ME || TRISTAN + LEONIE

Tristan’s arms remained curled around her waist as he smiled down at her, meeting her eyes. He kept their bodies close as he began to sway in the silence. It was divine, a moment he so desperately wanted to play over, and over again. He couldn’t wipe the smile off of his face, it was all he wanted to do for the entire evening. 'I couldn't wait to have you in my arms' he mumbled, before placing a gentle kiss on her lips.

Leonie leaned in, resting her head on his chest as she swayed her hips-- dancing with him. Looking up at the male once he spoke she couldn't help but to smile, the corners of her lips curling upwards even more as he finally pressed his lips to her own. She wanted to tell him just how much she had needed thing, but even the smallest kisses from him were enough to make her head spin and make her knees weak. The female pulled away only the slightest, her hands now sliding to rest on the sides of his face as she looked into his eyes before looking down at his lips and placing another kiss to his lips.

DANCE WITH ME || TRISTAN + LEONIE

It became clear to Tristan that both of them had found the evening difficult. To see his girlfriend upset about their secrecy made it increasingly tempting to throw caution to the wind and simply be with her. But the boy knew it wasn’t as simple his actions were no longer accountable to himself alone. He closed the door behind them and followed her, noticing the obvious change in her demeanour from her playful self. Once in the living room, he closed the distance between them and coiled his arms around Leonie’s waist and hugged her from behind. Tristan focused on finding a way of making it up to her, in some way or another. 'Would you like to dance with me now? You're the only one I want to be with.'

This was all she had wanted. She wanted for him to wrap his arms around her and hold her close because whenever she was with him, whenever he held her, all seemed right in the world. Sure, she would have preferred to have him be able to wrap his arms around her both when people were and weren't looking but she'd take what she could get. She enjoyed the simple, but wonderful feeling of having him be so close to her, closing her eyes and resting her arms on his own. Hearing him speak she turned around, careful to keep her body close to his as she tilted her head to the side slightly, hoping that he was being serious. A tiny smile appeared on her lips as she slid her arms up his chest and to around his neck. "I would love to."

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DANCE WITH ME || TRISTAN + LEONIE

Despite claiming illness as a means of avoiding the after party, Tristan began to feel worse once he reached his home. It had felt like hours since he departed from the party, when in reality it had only been one hour. Simply exhausted from being conscious of every word, move and gaze, he did not make it to his bed, instead collapsing in a heap on the couch. He lay there in darkness as he rested, attempting to put to rest the bits of jealousy that had arisen over the course of the evening. He couldn’t be sure when Leonie would be at his door, nor could he be sure she would come at all. But upon hearing the front door bell, he collected himself and stood up from the couch. Still in his suit, but with his tie undone and draped around his neck, he clambered to the door.

Upon opening the door, he immediately noticed the stance of his girlfriend. Tristan was aware of Leonie’s dislike of their situation, but he had not expected it to upset the usually playful woman as much it appeared to. With a tired smile, he pressed a kiss on her forehead and opened the door wide for her to enter, 'I'm glad you're here. Are you okay, babe?' His hand reached for hers and took it in his own, ‘Tonight was more difficult than I was expecting it to be.’

Leonie knew what she was getting into when Tristan and her decided to start dating. She knew that he was a private person and that she enjoyed keeping his private life private; but never had she imagined it to be this difficult. Never had she imagined that seeing him with another girl would break her heart the way it had tonight. She shouldn't have gotten jealous, she knew that, but she did and the only way she knew how to respond to being made jealous was by making him jealous as well. As the door opened she looked up at her boyfriend, not having the strength to flash him a smile even a fake one. "Hey baby." She managed to say, closing her eyes for a second as he pressed his lips to her forehead. She slipped off her heels, her dress now dragging on the floor as she made her way to the living room. With a shrug of her shoulders she looked down at the ground. "I didn't think it would be that hard, seeing you with another girl I mean." She admitted. " I wanted nothing more than to be her in that moment. I wanted nothing more than to have you wrap your arms around me and dance with me."

DANCE WITH ME || TRISTAN + LEONIE

A soft sigh escaped her lips as her thumbs began to strum against the steering wheel. The engine had been turned off for what seemed like forever now, and yet the key was still in the ignition. Leonie had been sitting there for at least thirty minutes, if not longer, and as hard as she tried she could not force herself to turn on the car and leave but she also couldn't force herself to finally get out of the car. She wanted to see him, in fact she needed to see him but for the strangest reason the girl simply didn't know if she could see him right now. She knew that she didn't have a real reason to be upset, and that there was a reason for all of this, but the girl couldn't help it. She couldn't help but to be jealous of those that walked the red carpet hand in hand, of those who kissed in front of all the cameras not caring who saw or what others thought. She wanted nothing more than to show Tristan off- to show the world how utterly happy he made her and how lucky she was to have him. Sure, there was also a part of her that wanted to tell people that he was hers. Hers and only hers but that wasn't just it. Shaking her head she finally pulled the keys out of the ignition and stepped out of the car, holding the white gown up in order to not step on it as she closed the door behind her and locked the car doors. She then made her way to the front door, inhaling a deep breath of air before knocking, eyes glued to the ground as she waiting for him to answer.

You should, because you are, clearly.

I think Ally and I are going for a while, depending on how we feel. It might be a lazy night in when we finally get to spend time together.

#c:tristan #MY BABY #WHY LEONIE? WHY

Well, I'd pick you over Mexican food any day, baby.

Well if neither of us ends up staying too long I could come over and we could just stay in bed and watch a movie or something?

You’re lucky I’m so attracted to you, because if were anyone else, I’d pick pizza. Are you going to the after party?

#c:tristan #WELL GOOD because I love you and Tristan so yesss hahah

You picked me over pizza? Wow, I feel loved.

Yeah, Grayson and I said we would go for a bit. What about you?

You’re going to make me choose between pizza and you?

#c:tristan #AHHHH MY BABY #IM SORRY #LEONIE IS AN EVIL LITTLE SHIT

Yup. Choose wisely.

Fine, you win. I want pizza. Or, you know, spending the rest of the night with you.

#ughh tristan whyyy haha #so instead fo going to the after party he just goes home? and thats when leonie comes over?

Woah there, you can't have both.

You’re going to make me ask for it, aren’t you?

#c:tristan #no no he wouldnttt #ugh you know thats only gonna make leonie flirt with her date just to make him jealous

Oh you know I am.

I think I can do that. But if you’re off proving rumors wrong I expect to be compensated in an appropriate manner. Or inappropriate, that’s just as acceptable to me.