I Smell Sex & Candy

[Rhys Freeman]

Rhys had been sitting and playing Madden when his phone buzzed.  He'd ignored it for a few minutes until there was a break in the game, and then reached for it, glad to find that an impromptu chill session was quickly in the works.  He told Zo to come on over, suddenly glad the apartment was empty.  Elijah wouldn't be around for a few hours and though he didn't know how long his sister would be out, he was sure she wouldn't be home any time soon.  Besides, even if she did come home, Joc wouldn't care what he was doing in his room.  Unless she needed something she probably wouldn't even bother him.

The boy didn't bother straightening up for his company.  She was welcome to sit among the filth he'd accumulated since the last time Elijah forced him to clean up his side of the room.  When his "crap" started to crowd Elijah's side, the older boy brought the bags in and made his brother straighten up.  It had only been a week since then so the room was in relatively decent order still, even if his sheets were hanging all over the place and there were piles of laundry on the ground, various snack wrappers and partially full paper cups on most of the flat surfaces.

"The doors open just come in"  

He wrote before throwing the phone beside him on his bed and turning back to his game.  He relaxed against the wall, his long legs hanging over the edge of his wayward full sized bed.  The room was dark, his shades pulled as he focused on the game, quickly getting lost in it again.

[Zoelle Heroux]

Zo was coming off of an epic night. Truth be told, she didn't remember about half of it, but that was rather the beauty of it too. Jen and her had gotten all dressed up and partied the night away. All that mattered was for a time, she had been able to forget. And that was the greatest gift of all.

So she had come up with her magic solution. If she kept busy enough, distracted enough, drunk enough... she could forget the pain of her mistakes. Of the idiot across the hall who had thrown her aside like the trash she was. That was the key. If you embraced those flaws, they could never hurt you. She had forgotten that and that was what had led her here. She had been led astray from the one thing she knew to be truth.

There would be no swearing off men. None of that garbage. No, she was going to drown herself in them. And she knew exactly where to start. She had met Rhys a few weeks back and they had hit it off well enough. She had barely flirted though - after all, she was with someone else - but now that she was free, she saw no reason to hold back, because that boy was fine. Maybe even sexy enough to keep up with her.

No matter what, she was sure that Rhys would prove better than him.

So she had sent him a text, seeing if he was free to hang out. It wasn't long before she had an invitation to come over to his place. That only made her grin. Oh yeah, this was so going to end very well for them both, she was sure. She didn't rush over though. Waiting wouldn't kill him. Besides, she was damn sure going to look her best. She was fully expecting their little hang out to turn into a hookup and she was never one to disappoint.

With that in mind, she selected an outfit that hugged her curves and highlighted her best features. Throwing her leather coat on overtop, she set off for her destination.

She got the text that the door was open shortly before she arrived and so she did exactly as suggested. She found his apartment and simply walked inside. "Hey!" she called out, peering around the apartment that seemed to be virtually empty. Which likely meant he was in one of the rooms. So she walked in that direction. Only one door was open so it was easy enough to spot which room was his. Zo leaned lightly against the doorframe, watching him. "Hey, Rhys."

[Rhys Freeman]

He was just about to kick off when he heard the front door open and the somewhat familiar voice calling into his apartment.  "Yo." He hollered back form his room, not bothering to pause the game, but continuing the play.  He'd be able to pause again when she got in the room, whenever she managed to find it.

His run was still going as the girl slipped against his doorway, offering a quick "Hey." In return, his eyes never leaving the screen as he was actually making a few yards in the game. Finally he was tackled, the game pausing for a moment, and his eyes darted to the girl in his door briefly.  He looked back at the screen before shooting another look back at her, lingering there.  She looked hotter than he remembered, her cleavage catching his attention.  He wasn't expecting that..

"Hey." He offered again a little more coolly, abandoning the xbox remote in his hand and sitting up a little.  He looked down at himself, not even knowing what the hell he was wearing. Just some jeans and a white graphic shirt,  his jacket laying beside him on the bed. He looked alright he supposed, but not good enough to go out with her anywhere.  Unless they didn't go out.. which he was fine with too. More than fine with.

"You gonna just stand there or yah wanna come in?" He asked, smirking slightly as his eyes stayed glued to her.  Why would he want to share her with the world when she came over looking like that?

[Zoelle Heroux]

His shouted greeting made it all the easier to find his room. It seemed he was playing a video game - quite intently in fact - as he offered a quick 'hey' though his eyes were glued to the screen. "So focused," she teased. Finally, he paused and his gaze finally turned to her. He did a double take and the way his eyes lingered told her that her outfit selection was having precisely the desired effect. That brought a smirk to her lips as she soaked up his attention. "Hey there," she repeated, her tone a bit more flirty this time as he greeted her yet again.

He invited her in, and knowing that his first sight of her had gotten the reaction she was hoping for, she didn't hesitate to accept. "Well, since you asked," she said with grin and a shrug. She walked into the room, her hips swaying as she moved to sit on the bed beside him, sitting rather close.

She twisted her body slightly towards him, leaning forward a little. "So, I guess it looks like we have the place to ourselves huh?" she said with a playful smirk. "I'm sure we can figure out a way to have some fun," she added, her hand resting lightly on his thigh. Of course, she wasn't in any hurry - she liked the flirting and suggestive games that came first - but that didn't mean she couldn't tease.

"So, any ideas?"

[Rhys Freeman]

Her body swayed gently as she strolled in, watching her move closer until she was sitting their beside him on the bed.  He pulled his gaze from her and back to the TV, momentarily debating if he should continue playing or actually interact with her.  He was actually doing good this game; the struggle was real.  

She took notice of their alone status in the apartment and Rhys knew immediately what was on her mind.  Girls didn't want to be alone for any old reason; she had a plan and he was already on board.  The hand sliding onto his thigh only cemented his notion that she was interested in one thing.  "I'm sure." He agreed, suddenly a whole lot less interested in the game.  What brought this on.. She hadn't seemed interested in fucking him prior to today.  She had an itch only he could scratch, but what gave?

"A few." He insisted vaguely, "But seems you got some of your own.  I think I'd like to know what yer thinkin' bout'. You know I'm game for anything." Or at least he suspected she did, as he supplied plenty of people with their ideas of 'fun'.

[Zoelle Heroux]

Her grin widened slightly as he agreed that they could surely have some fun. She hadn't doubted it for a moment, but she was glad that he had responded that way. Sure, it might be a little confusing, her sudden change of interest in him, yet he wasn't saying no. That was what mattered.

Zo's grin turned a bit lopsided as mischief sparkled in her gray eyes. He was interested and the idea that this was a sure thing no matter how they went about it was a relief. She couldn't have handled another rejection. Not so soon after what had happened with him. Instead, she playfully took a moment to dramatically pretend to consider his question.

"Well, my idea was really more a lack of idea. Let's just say I'm feeling a bit... adventurous. And you seemed like just the guy call up." Her fingertips traced light patterns over the fabric of his jeans while her eyes were fixed on his. "I'm trying to break out of my comfort zone you see." Well, more like she was trying to break back into it. But no need to explain that whole situation to him.

Honestly though, she had come over for more than just a fuck. She wanted to have a good time. To feel for just a moment, that nothing in the past mattered. The longer she could extend that moment, the better.

"I might have an idea where I'd like things to go," she said, leaning closer but stopping so her lips hovered just barely over his. She lingered there a moment before pulling back slightly. "But I'm open to any suggestions you might have," she added with a wink.

"So, what are these ideas of yours?"

[Rhys Freeman]

Adventurous could go in many different directions, preferably horizontal, though he wasn't opposed to vertical or diagonal. The finger sliding over his thigh sparked the fire in his belly as she grabbed his full attention now.  What Madden game?

"I didn't think you had a comfort zone." He pointed out accusingly with a small smirk.  She'd approached him the first time they'd hung out and she'd started plenty of text conversations between them.  And of course she instigated this meet up.  According to him she was comfortable with just about anything, even pulling herself up to his lips.


"Baby, don't tease." There was humor in his low, gruff voice, turning his own head and bringing it just barely closer, leaving a space between them so he could watch her pale eyes.  "I think we're on the same page." He shifted his weight, pulling himself onto his knees, keeping her close as he reached to slide a hand to her waist.  His game was completely abandoned now as he focused entirely on Zo.  

"Question is if yer adventurousness is only for my bed or if you wanna get outta here at some point tonight."  He could get her fucked up and go dancing maybe something else if she wanted.  Whatever she wanted, he was game.  He was always game, and he leaned in to taste her lips to see if she was too.

[Zoelle Heroux]

His remark earned a laugh from her. "You got me there," she agreed. "Let's just say that my life has been a bit too dull lately for my tastes. I'm ready to shake things up a bit. Try out something new even." For once, she wasn't really even lying. By her old standards - which were her new standards - the last weeks had been quite boring. She wasn't the sort to settle down after all. She had just let a guy make her forget that for a little while. "Maybe even try to make up for lost time," she added with a sly grin.

Zo chuckled as he told her not to tease, but his tone and the way he responded told her that he was enjoying the tease just fine. He shifted to his knees then, his hand finding her waist and holding her close as he assured her they were on the same page. Excellent. Things went so much better that way. No unpleasant surprises. She had had enough of those. Not that she wasn't up for a different sort of surprise...

"Why limit us just to the bed?" she purred in response, her arms draping loosely over his shoulders. There was a slight pause as she allowed that implication to sink in. Finally, she shrugged. "If you wanted to go out, we could. But I don't see any reason why we need to go anywhere else tonight. Seems there is plenty to do right here..." Just then he leaned forward, and she didn't pull away, his lips pressing to hers. She pressed herself against him, leaning into the kiss for a long moment before finally pulling away.

"So what do you say?"

[Rhys Freeman]

There was little more sexy than a woman with self confidence.  Zo had plenty of that, or at least she came off that way.  He knew something sparked this transaction, but he was selfish and horny and didn't care enough to second guess her reasons.  She wanted an escape? He was happy to provide it.  Who cared why she found herself in his bed; she was there, and that was all that mattered.  Except for the fact she was willing to move their party elsewhere.  He was good with that.  He was more than good with that.. As long as his brother or sister didn't walk in.  That would get awkward quickly, though admittedly more for his siblings than for him.  It wasn't as though neither had seen his ass before.

"What's there to say?" He asked, the hand at her waist finding the hem of her shirt.  Just knowing she'd dressed up to seduce him turned him on.  As if she needed to make herself up for him; he was a guy, and dressed up or not she was cute.  She didn't have to put forth any effort but she did and he liked that.  He kissed her again, sliding his hand up her side a little.  Her skin was soft and warm, her ribs protruding slightly.

"I'm not sharin' you with nobody if I don't have to." He promised softly.

[Zoelle Heroux]

Honestly, she was glad that he wasn't questioning her. Because she didn't want to think about her reasons. She just wanted to forget then. That's why she was here. She didn't want to fight or convince him. Just to enjoy herself. Surely that wasn't too much to ask. Luckily, Rhys understood that - truly understood that - and so he didn't question her at all. The reasoning didn't matter to either one. Just the fact that they were there.

Zo smirked as he commented that there was nothing to say, instead allowing his actions to speak for him. His fingers toyed with the edge of her shirt before sliding up along the bare skin of her side, making her close her eyes. He kissed her again and she responded eagerly, parting her lips in a silent invitation as she shifted her own body to better face him. Her arms wrapped more tightly around him, pressing her body against him all the while.

When he pulled back, her breath was turning slightly ragged and she opened her eyes slowly to look at him. "Very good answer," she purred. She was looking forward to seeing just how this went. "I like the way you think."

[Rhys Freeman]

He could feel the shift in her as she spoke, her breath coming in shorter and faster.  He didn't need to feel her heart to know it was probably starting to race as she pulled her body closer into him.  He knew because his was too.  This wasn't what he'd expected when she'd texted earlier.  Sure, the thought had crossed his mind, but it always crossed his mind.  He'd hoped this would happen, but he didn't expect it to within five minutes of her strolling into his room.

His hand crept up her side, pressing his palm into her flesh as their kiss deepened.  There was a part of his mind nagging him to stop, but a larger one kept him pushing forward.  After all if she didn't actually want this than she wouldn't have come over, wouldn't have placed her hand on his leg and certainly wouldn't have all but begged him to fuck her.  

She smelled nice, inviting, and suddenly he wondered if he smelled alright.  In the end it didn't matter, because he only cared so much about that.  She didn't mind either way it seemed.  He pressed forward, pushing her onto her back before pulling his lips from her mouth and allowing them to glide down her jaw, planting kisses along the bone.

"You wanna get fucked up tonight?" 

[Zoelle Heroux]

At this point, it was safe to say that Zo wasn't doing a whole lot of thinking. If anything, that was precisely what she was trying to avoid. She just wanted to give in to the feel of it all. Drown herself in the sensations that she knew were to come. Find that euphoria that would make her believe she didn't need him or his love to be happy. She could find all she needed elsewhere. Right now, that happened to be right here. For the moment though, she had no expectations. She was just going to let whatever happened happen.

His hand felt warm on her skin and that motion made her lips part slightly more in a breathless sigh. She couldn't help but wish that he would keep touching her and thankfully it seemed that he had no intention to stop. Sure enough, she was giving no indication that she wanted him to. She wanted this, and more than that, she wanted it with Rhys in particular. If it hadn't been for Luke, this would have happened long ago. So it felt right for it to happen now. Like she was reclaiming her freedom.

Though at the moment, she really didn't much care for the reasons. She just cared that it was happening and he seemed just as into it as she was.

Rhys pushed her back so she was laying flat on the bed beneath him and she found she was positively delighted by that change. Still, she groaned as he pulled his lips from hers, only for her wordless protest to fade into a breathy moan as his lips pressed instead to her skin. Her hands slid from his shoulders, instead snaking under his shirt and up his back, relishing the feel of her skin pressed against his.

"Hell yes," she managed to answer. At that moment, she wanted nothing more.

[Rhys Freeman]

It was like fire on ice to have her hands creep up his sides and over his back.  He arched gently into her touch as he nipped the tender flesh below her ear gently.  Of course she wanted to get fucked up, but the question was in which way and when.  They could smoke up a little, but if he pulled out his bog he couldn't let his hand continue it's travels upwards towards her chest.  Doing a line of snow or some E would be much faster, and a better high for fucking her.  There was also drinking.  At least that was somewhat legal, and he wasn't entirely sure how much Zo had dabbled into the world of drugs.  Plus, his liquor collection was somewhat extensive, especially for a nineteen year old kid.

His kisses were hungry as they moved down over her throat, lowering his body over hers more.  "Drugs or liquor?" He asked, deciding he was fine with anything she chose.  She would know her limits better than he did.  He nestled himself between her legs and kissed his way back towards her lips, looking forward to their long night ahead.

Hopefully the apartment would stay empty for a while.