Too soon to know

too late to learn

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“Shhh! Relax!” Ethan tries to calm Maya down in a hushed tone, a pair of her panties balled up in his hands as he did. The football player didn’t really intend for it to get this far, but he thought Maya would have left with the other cheerleaders; he thought he was alone. “I was looking for something and I found these on the floor, i just picked them up-” a bold lie, but he couldn’t just come out and admit he was raiding her locker for her panties. “I was going to put them back for you, honest.”

        maya cocked her hip out to the side, arms folding across her chest as she listened to his spiel. “looking for something ? what could you have possibly been looking for in the girl’s locker room ?” at this point her initial wave of shock had subsided only to be replaced with curiosity – and even a hint of amusement. she’d caught him red-handed. literally. the pair of panties he managed to snag were bright red and hard to miss. had he failed to ‘confess’ she would have easily spotted them regardless. “really ?” the corner of her lip quirked up, a scoff eliciting her lips as she rolled her eyes. “then why exactly were you headed in the opposite direction ? my locker, which was ironically left open even though i’m well aware i locked it before i left, is down there.” maya took a step forward. “why are you really here, ethan ?”

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His lie came apart rather quickly, he was sure she knew exactly what he was doing (or was trying to do) and all the while she looks as if the whole situation was simply amusing to her. Perhaps she knew she had him by the balls and was going to have fun hanging this over his head. The only reasonable course to take was to tell the truth but Ethan was far from a reasonable boy. "Well, a few of the players on the team said I was too chicken shit to hook up with you. I could have tried but, I thought it'd be easier to show them your panties and say you left them at my housr after... Y'know, we 'fucked'."

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hiigher

“yes, but see that’s why you love me.” maya mirrored his expression, a cheeky smirk of her own lingering on her lips; the only difference was, hers were painted a crimson red. her gaze shifted to the two articles of clothing, trying to remain silent as he pondered his decision though she was eager given she was already running a bit late to her evening affair. a night on the town with a few of her girlfriends. normally their girl’s nights consisted of sitting around with bottles of wine watching shitty reality television or going to a movie, but this time around they’d decided ( well, a friend forced them ) to ditch the sweats and slippers for dresses and heels instead. “okay, okay – fine, but no peeking.” she narrowed her eyes playfully before she tossed the black dress at him, high enough so that it draped over his face. letting the silk rob pool by her feet, maya’s slowly shimmied her stark naked figured into the first number. hooking her thumbs around the hem beneath her arms, she pulled it up to readjust. “i don’t know,” she tilted her head to the side, “i think i’ve got too much red going on. the lips, the dress –” then, she brought her hands up to push her breasts together, the deep-v only accentuating her cleavage. “and there’s a lot of… tittage going on.”

"That's not why I love you. It's why I'm going to marry you though," the male teases before the dress falls over him and effectively covering Oliver's face. The male allows it to sit for a brief moment, waiting for Maya to be too distracted with putting on the dress to notice him pull the black one off. To his dismay he didn't get to see much of his girlfriend fitting into the dress, but that would be remedied soon enough, Oliver thought to himself. "I kinda agree, too much red" the male nods to her statement, though more for the sake of helping her pick a dress than because he actually agreed; Oliver admired her hourglass figure no matter what she wore, and considered everything she decided to wear perfect for the brunette. "That is a lot of boob too. It's making me hard just staring at it." it sounded like he was trying to talk dirty but really he was trying to point out alot of other men would find her in that dress irresistible. his tone sounded a bit jealous and his smirk straghtening a little to make him seem more serious, "you sure you gotta hurry? Maybe you can reschedule. I was thinking you can spend the night in and relax with me." now he was going to try to convince her to stay but not because he's jealous or insecure, he generally loved her company and found himself missing her presence too easily.

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          “babe ! i’m going to need you to stop whatever it is you’re doing right now, it’s extremely important.” one would think by the tone of maya’s plea it would have been an actual emergency, possibly a crucial one, but that definitely wasn’t the case. she was just being dramatic for the sake of capturing their attention. finally turning the corner, the brunette entered the room, clad in her silk robe, clutching two hangers. “which dress ? the red one –” she held the first garment in front of her, “or the black one ?” she then swapped hands to show off the second one, tilting her head off to the side as she waited for their response.

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Oliver was only in the middle of watching his team on the losing side of a ball game when Maya calls for his attention, which he gives to her almost immediately to see why she had sounded like she was spoke with such urgency. As a cop it was his job to worry and stay on his toes, and the broad male managed to take that home with him. Turning to her, he lets out an audible sigh but quickly curves his lips into a smirk, "You play too much." He points out before examining the dresses Maya shows him. Truth be told he always preferred her in no dress, but since that wasn't an option he was going to go with whatever she looked best in. "I don't know, babe. You might have to try them on so I can get a real sense of how you look in them."

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        of course, being the social butterfly she was, maya was always the last one to head back into the locker room. the majority of her squad was already showered and on their way to the first of many celebratory parties that weekend in lieu of their football team’s well-earned victory. she didn’t mind it though. after all, she’d rather take her time in the shower than have to rush due to the constant whining of the other cheerleaders waiting their turn. she flicked on the lights and let out a sigh before she made her way towards her locker, casually tossing her pom-poms on the bench that divided the two facing sets. “fuck !” she cursed as soon as she eyed him. “what are you doing ? you’re not supposed to be in here !”

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"Shhh! Relax!" Ethan tries to calm Maya down in a hushed tone, a pair of her panties balled up in his hands as he did. The football player didn't really intend for it to get this far, but he thought Maya would have left with the other cheerleaders; he thought he was alone. "I was looking for something and I found these on the floor, i just picked them up-" a bold lie, but he couldn't just come out and admit he was raiding her locker for her panties. "I was going to put them back for you, honest."

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cvquette

Hattie had truly tried to be sincere, but it was hard to concentrate with his lips on her neck like that. She knew all his little games; she knew that he wouldn’t have been able to keep his hands off her for longer than a few minutes. He was making up for lost time, and he was going to get to it as fast as possible. His voice almost got lost in her brain as all she could focus on was where his hand had moved, squeezing her upper thigh lovingly. His hand moved farther up her leg to her underwear as his lip pulled back from her neck, his words making her wet. He wanted to taste her. Oli missed how she tasted, that made their love seem more real. It was obvious that his wife was nothing compared to her when they made love, but he was still married. Int he back of her mind, Hattie was selfish when it came to her brother since she technically had him first. His words made her stop protesting his actions, before nodding softly in response. “Have all the appetizer you want, Oli..” She said, spreading her legs a bit under the blanket.

His smile is replaced with a mischevious smirk as Oliver feels the movement of her legs under the blanket. He doesn’t hesitate to acknowledge the inviting gesture and pulls the covers back enough to so his head would have access to the open space between her legs. Oliver’s head fits perfectly after he lowers it to her stomach, a hand peeling back the hem of her shirt so he could find the waistband of her underwear where the fingers of both hands hook into so that he could begin sliding her panties down her thighs. Every moment spent between her legs don’t go wasted; he resumes using his lips to plant deep kisses down her stomach, lowering his head as he pulls down her underwear until her slick wet sex is exposed, but not for too long as he’s quick to cover her heat with a very eager and wide-open mouth. His tongue licks up the juices she’s already released in anticipation for this, before he uses it to stroke between her folds slowly and deeply.

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cvquette

Hattie had always looked to her older brother for love and support, seeing as their father died when she was very young. The female nodded at what he wanted, finding the place they liked the most, and entering their orders on the app. She used his card to pay before putting her phone back, her mind distracted my the feeling of his lips dancing along the skin of her neck. She tried to form the words to answer his question, but his lips had her mind elsewhere. “I-it’s good. Still up in the 4′s..” She moaned softly, her hand holding his head against her neck. “H-how’s work going..?”

Oliver’s kisses come more enthusiastically when he hears Hattie, he was very proud of his sister; she was the smarter of the two despite Oliver being older and believed she deserved the world for all they’ve been through. “Work is work,” He answers her almost automatically since he was unwilling to divert his attention from what he was doing. “Had a perp kick out the back windows of my cruiser,” he continued with his hand slipping to her waist to caress her, “Been taking my patrols on foot, until it’s repaired.”

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mysteriousxgirls

“What kind of video are you talking about?” Ava asked and leaned forward in her seat and rested one elbow on the table in front of her. He was her best friend and although she had too little time she still managed to clear her schedule for him, he was worth it after all. “What do i have to do?” she tilted her head to the side and smiled.

"A sex tape," he answers casually, raising off her bed and taking a chair to set it next to Ava as he starts to explain "To be honest, I never tried this before. You can do whatever you're comfortable with, I just want to try it out." He speaks calmly, looking back at Ava with anxious eyes waiting to hear her response.

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mysteriousxgirls

“Happy birthday, idiot.” she giggled and clapped into her hands when he opened the door. “I came to drop off myself actually.” she told him and smiled softly, shrugging her shoulders at him. “don’t you want to let me in?” 

Eli smirks at the redhead’s teasing, before stepping aside and opening his door further. “Of course. Think I’d leave my present stranded on the porch?” He retorts, greeting her once more by sneaking in a quick kiss to Stella’s cheek as she would walk into his house, “I take it you’re expecting me to unwrap you?”

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“Oh, men in uniforms are so hot.” she grinned when he pulled her closer by her hips, but she was a prostitute and she had to be careful. “You are not going to handcuff me and take me to the station, right?” she asked and placed a hand on his chest, leaning closer to his lips. “right?” she asked again but pressed her lips against his before he could answer.

Oliver was very flexible when it came to what laws he had to obey, so he had no intention of taking her to jail unless he had to. When her lips collide with his, the answer he was about to give her is muffled by their kiss. Oliver doesn't keep his hands on her waist; he starts to remove the dress she had unzipped to slide it down her body, his lips traveling from hers and down her neck as he lowers himself.

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cvquette

Hattie slumped down on the couch, pulling her legs up underneath her as he came to take the empty spot next to her. His arm wrapped around her shoulder to pull her in, the small brunette’s head resting against his shoulder. It felt weird to be keeping such a big secret from his wife. They were blood siblings and he was married, but that didn’t stop them from finding their way into her bed each weekend, spending nights tangled up in each other’s arms, his cock buried deep inside her. It had been obvious for years the his marriage was failing, but he was too involved to give up on it. “I’d rather just order the food, honestly. I don’t need a foot massage, Oli.” She replied, reaching to grab her phone from the coffee table to find a place to order from. “Okay, so pizza, chinese, or sushi?“

Oliver was a bit disappointed that he couldn’t give her a massage, but only because he felt useless to Hattie unless he was doing something for her. His disappointment doesn’t linger though, after he decides what he’s hungry for, he’s immediately coming up with ideas for what him and his beautiful younger sister could be doing while they would wait for their order. "Chinese sounds good to me. I like their seared scallops, and the Lo mein,” he explained leaning into her neck to nuzzle her playfully as she ordered. “How’s your gpa?” he questions curiously in a hushed tone, as he transitions from using nose against the curve of Hattie’s neck to using his lips to plant soft kisses.

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“I think we should make a video.” Ethan suggests, clearly still planning the details out in his head. He wouldn’t have come to his best friend with the suggestion unless he had another option but she was the hottest person he knew, and he wasn’t really comfortable in front of a camera but Ava was famous and spent most of her time in the spotlight. 

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Biting into her bottom lip as her uncles hand landed on her leg, her own held tighter onto his arm before finding his gaze again. “— It’s okay, uncle Marquese.”redhead whispered and let her other, free hand land on the side of his face. “I want you, too.”she then admitted straight away; not even thinking what her mother or father would say about this. They would be ashamed and disappointed. “It can be our little secret… No one has to know, uncle.”

Marquese was rarely at a loss for words, which was because normally he didn’t want or need to say much. This time was different, after his niece confesses her own desire, the last thing Marquese thought about was talking. He holds her gaze for a moment after she speaks, until his eyes shift to her lips. The thought of kissing Gabriella was overpowering, so much so he slowly leans toward her until their lips would touch. Marquese would kiss his niece softly, and use his hand to pull back the sheets at a crawling pace, just enough for him to reach under her tank top to lightly massage her breast on his palm.

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cvquette

Hattie lets him take her back into her house, his arms still wrapped tightly around her as to not let her fall. He used his foot to shut the door behind them, finally setting her feet back on the floor. “Your favorite sis? Don’t you mean your ONLY sis?” She asked, cocking her eyebrow at him slightly before walking back to her spot on the couch. His question surprised her, but Oliver had always been overprotective of the smaller female. “Of course. I mean, I’ve just been going to classes and working. The same old, same old. How’re you? How’s the wife?“

"Good, good.” Oliver approves as he follows after Hattie, choosing a spot next to her on the couch to sit. He immediately raises his arm over her shoulder to pull Hattie closer to him in an attempt to snuggle with her. He was prepared to tell her about his week, which was pretty eventful considering he’s a cop, but Hattie’s question after that gave Oliver a brief pause. “She’s happy. She still doesn’t know about us, but let’s not talk about her, okay?” Oliver asked with his smile a bit straighter. “Not right now. I haven’t seen you all week, right now I just wanna focus on you.” he tells her with a small exhale, before his expression brightens up, “Want a foot massage? You can tell me how your week has been and we can order food.”