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"Your dad is downstairs. Are you sure you still want to do this with me?"
"I-I'll lock the door, and I'll be quiet. I want this so badly, Xavier."
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Xavier (Open)
"Your dad is downstairs. Are you sure you still want to do this with me?"
"I-I'll lock the door, and I'll be quiet. I want this so badly, Xavier."
"Are you the new bodyguard my daddy hired?" Aurora questioned as she rolled her eyes, "Personally, I think he’s being dramatic. I can take care of myself. You’re wasting your time."
"A small petite woman with a job like this? I doubt you could take care of yourself. But really, it's no skin off my nose, darling." Alec smirked before holding out his hand, offering a greeting. "Alec. Nice to meet you." He cocked his head slightly before looking her frame up and down. It was good to finally have a job, and this was the perfect one for him.
Love Letters AU | j o r d a n & t y s o n
Because of the disapproval of Jordan’s parents, Tyson went out of town. He drove all the way to Texas to visit his sister. He needed to be out of town. He noticed how his hometown changed. And how some things stayed the same. After few days, he received Jordan’s letter which really made him happy. He knew the restrictions that Jordan was going through. He can’t even call her.
After reading the letter, he quickly made a reply.
Dear Jordan,
I am really happy when I received your letter, knowing how difficult it is for you. Texas is beautiful, my love. I wish you were here with me. Wish you could meet my sister, Katherine. The two of you would get along. I got a little chill off and realized that I should’ve never acted like that infront of your parents.
I really wish I could see your works right now, darling. I really wish I could see you. I miss you so much. It’s just few days yet I feel like it’s been months.
Katherine told me to chill in Texas for a bit. She told me to let things move for awhile there. But I promise I will keep in touch with you through letters. I won’t leave you. I will never.
Take care, my love.
Love,
Tyson
Tyson asked his friend to deliver the letter. So that nobody would suspect that he’s sending letters to her. Atleast that way they’ll keep a good communication.
Jordan received a letter in the mail, her heart skipping a beat until she saw it was for her, but not from Tyson. She slowly opened it, her eyes low as she bit down on her lower lip. Tyson's hand writing smothered the page. She giggled before jumping up on her bed, her fingers running through her hair as she read the letter sent by her lover.
She sat up straight after grabbing her note pad and pens, a smile still spread wide across her face as she began to write.
"Oh Tyson, my sweet gentleman,
I wish I could catch the first plane and come to be with you in Texas. I cannot be here without you. Everything is going terribly here. It's all changed past week since I have written to you. My parents are getting worse, I am barely allowed out of the house. They know you have left town and they still do not trust me. I cannot even go out with friends.
I need you here to tell me that I'm going to be okay. I am in isolation at home, and when my parent's ask what is the matter or why I barely talk to them anymore, they get surprised when I tell them this is why.
I will have to send you the copies of my clothing line, it is starting to slowly take off. It's the one thing that is keeping me sane at the moment.
I want to meet your sister so badly, and see the beautiful sight that is Texas. You will have to send me some Polaroids soon of where you are staying and your surroundings.
But as for your behavior in front of my parents... Wasn't it half expected? To be told that you cannot see the love of your life because of an age difference is absolutely disgusting. I am 18 years old, which means I am fully capable to take care of myself. Technically, am I not an adult?
As soon as I have the funds, I must come see you. I will not tell a soul. They will regret all that they have done to keep us apart. They may even lose their daughter.
My heart aches not being with you.
My sweetest love, Jordan."
The pictures of her clothing and a Polaroid of herself was placed in the envelope people sending it off in the mail box near her house.
No part of him wanted to leave the support of the wall, especially in exchange for this tiny girl. “I’ll be fine, just— give me a second.”
"You can't be serious right now? You're bleeding. Please, just let me help you." Elise rose her eyebrows, her eyes astounded by what she saw. She was going to aid this male no matter how hard he tried to get her to stop.
"But I don’t want to go." The female whined, though she didn’t come off annoying just –– frustrating, so to speak. With her eyes widened, she picked up to hand to wave to the people she passed by. Stumbling along behind him, Tamsin finally came to a halt. "Depends. Where do you live?" She responded, biting down on her lip before stifling a giggle.
Matt turned around before giving her a cheeky smirk, his hand gesturing towards his car. "If that's where you want to go, we can go there." Matt smiled before gently grabbing her hand to support her towards the car, her drunken state causing her to stumble slightly.
With her eyes fixated on the male, she darted her tongue out in an attempt to search for the straw floating around in her drink. A childish pout contorted her features, watching as the drink once secure in her grasp was now being torn from her reach. “Hey!” She fell into his side, her hand reaching for the glass. “You’re no fun.”
"I know. Come on, let's get you home, sugar." Matt smiled before walking her out of the party. He grasped her hand gently before walking her towards the road, calling for a taxi. "Where do you live?"
He leans back against the wall, his hand pressing against his side more as his eyes slide closed. “Yeah, no I’m feeling it now.”
Elise gasped at the man's pain before walking over to him, trying to support his weight. "Let's get you out of here..."
"Cheers to you being hot as hell." The female slurred as she rose her glass to touch bases with the stranger’s. As the liquid spilt, she couldn’t help but gasp and giggle. "Oopsie, I’ll get that later.”
Matt smirked before watching the drink spill, his eyes looking her frame up and down. She was visibly, incredibly drunk. He wrapped his arm around her waist before taking her drink off of her. "Come on, let's get you home."
"Nah— m’fine. I think."
"Are you sure? You don't look too good..."
Love Letters AU | j o r d a n & t y s o n
There was something rather unique about the connection Tyson and Jordan had. It was complicated but so worth the trouble. There's a large age difference between the two of them, one that was disapproved of Jordan's parents. Her laptop was monitored, her iPhone was only allowed when they were around. The only way the couple could communicate was through letters. He left town after the drama occurred between Tyson and her parents, making it even harder to talk with one another.
Jordan laid in bed, her black ink pen pressed hard against the lined paper. She smiled as she thought of all the possible things she could write to him.
"To my dearest, Tyson.
It's been a difficult week. My parents still do not trust me, they assume I would run away to be with you, which, I probably would do. I'm 18 years old, you would hope my parents would allow me to do what I want.
I finally began designing for the clothing line I wish to begin in the near future. Wish you could see them. I miss you so much, I just want to be in your arms again, where I belong.
You must come home soon. I will find a way to get out and see you. I miss your gently touch on my soft skin after a long, hard day. I miss seeing your smile in the misty mornings, your aroma spreading throughout your bedroom as we just lie awake in the summer sun. I need to be with you again. My heart is getting lonely.
All my love, Jordan."
The letter was sealed and secretly send away, her heart needing his letter as soon as she sent hers.
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Every moan and plea she gave only made the tightness in his boxers more unbearable. Letting go with one hand, Lucas gave himself a quick palm of his crotch before replacing his tongue with his fingers. He rubbed gentle circles to her clit to free his tongue, not giving a warning before plunging it deep into the girl. Lucas wanted to get her to her first high and he wasn’t going to quit until she achieved it.
"Oh! My gosh..." Jordan screamed before looking down at the male, surprise and lust smothering her face. She giggled slightly before releasing a moan, her eyes practically rolling into the back of her head. Her body shook with pleasure, each move he made making her body squirm in joy. She buckled her hips again before biting into her lower lip as she wrapped her legs around him.
He could feel her tugging harsher on his hair, the plea in her voice only turning Lucas on more and more. Hands gripping her hips as his fingertips pressed into her skin, he flickered his tongue up and down in motion, for a moment grazing her clit just briefly to add to the pleasure. Lucas hummed into her wet folds for a vibration as his eyes peered up to find hers. “You taste so sweet, babe,” he grinned slyly before burying his lips once more.
She moaned in pleasure before letting go of his hair with one hand and grasping her breast tightly with the other. She had never felt this much tension in his pleasuring before. She arched her back before nodding to his comment, her eyes opening for a second. "I know!" She screamed before looking down at him, her breathing becoming heavier. "More, baby. More!"
The moan that he managed to get from Jordan only excited him more as Lucas finally heeded her request, his fingers curling around the fabric of her laced panties and tugging them away to reveal her wet heat. Parting her legs with his hands he gave a firm grip to keep the girl from squirming away before he finally kissed her folds, letting his tongue run up and down the slit to begin with.
Jordan's fingertips tangled themselves in his hair, his tongue beginning to follow her request. She tightly shut her eyes before making small whimpering noises, her hips buckling slightly as he pleasured her slowly. She tightened her grip in Lucas' hair, begging him for more. "P-Please... Give... Give me more!"
It was working, he had him in her hold but it wasn’t enough. Lucas wanted the girl to beg and there was no way in hell he would settle for just a couple of pleas. Kissing a little lower, but shifting so that he missed her core but instead began working on her inner thigh, Lucas smirked and kept his eyes on her. “You have to be specific, babe. Or I won’t know,” he spoke, his eyes a challenging look as if demanding her to beg for it.
Jordan tilted her head backwards before shutting her eyes tightly, moving her leg slightly to the side so that he had more area. She moaned before biting her bottom lip again, squirming for his touch. "Pleasure me, baby. Make me moan and enjoy it more than I ever have." Jordan pleaded, her body relaxing at his touch. Her skin itched for Lucas to pleasure her, she needed it.
Lucas focussed his attention on her bud, nipping before soothing the spot with a swirl of his tongue. He wanted to tease her back for teasing him, and to get even for making him late. Sex was the best revenge. Moving to the other breast, he looked up with a glint of lust in his eyes. “Is there something you want, baby?” he asked, letting go of her wrists so he could move further down, kissing a trail down her torso just before the brim of her panties but denying her any pleasure to her core.
Jordan looked down at him, her fingertips rushing through his hair as he lowered himself down her petite body. She tilted her head back before shaking it slightly. "Please... Baby... You know what I want." Her words faded out before looking down at him again, her eyes wanting him to pleasure her. She arched her back more before moving one hand up to grab her breast. "Please... Sugar, please."