The Day After the Infirmary Formal

"Maybe." The boy smiled as she pulled the shirt off, and walked to her, bridging their gap. His hand met the small of her back, the other brushing across the back of her neck, and he looked into her eyes. "It's been a while since we've done this, huh," he whispered, and brought her in, pressing his lips softly into hers, and then directly. He thought of her last night. He wanted to do this last night.

He pushed past the idea of Jane, how his mind drifted to her as well.

Sophia held a smile on her face and wrapped her arms around Logan. "It would be a lie if I said I wasn't looking forward to doing this again." She whispered back to him before he closed the gap between their faces. She returned the kiss quickly, it was soft a first but after a moment there was more passion in it. She could slightly taste the alcohol on his lips, and he could probably taste it on her as well.

Logan parted from her, his fingers tracing along her back, dancing across her pale skin as it met the back of her bra. It halted, and the other hand brushed her bangs aside. "Let's do it, then." In one quick motion, the bra clicked, and came off. Though it was dark, he gazed over the reveal, indulging in the delicacy of her. He put a hand to one, feeling over the bud of her breast, and in the dark, he tried to guide her to a bed. They managed to bump into a desk instead.

His light touches caused her to shiver, as his fingers made their way to her back to undo her bra. She expected him to struggle with it like last time, but in a moment she was proven wrong. She let the thing fall down her arms, and then she tossed it in the general area of her shirt. Her breath hitched slightly at the sensation of him messing with one of her breasts. She didn't really care where they ended up. Doing it on a desk was fine with her.

Logan felt down her legs, moving the skirt with his hands. As his body moved down, bringing it over her feet, he found himself kissing her body, down her stomach. She was sexy, really really sexy. He managed to absentmindedly unbuckle his own belt, sliding his pants down, clawing at the wasteband of his underwear to release the tension. "I-it's a lot different doing it in here..." he said with a grin, now naked. It surely was colder, and he trembled a little from both that and the excitement.

As much as she had done this, she couldn't help but gain a blush on her face. Her hands gripped tightly onto the table behind her. It didn't take long for her skirt to be removed, leaving her underwear to be the last thing left. Before anything else happened, she pulled Logan towards her, and into a long kiss. Once she broke it, she whispered into his ear, "Do you want to remove my underwear or shall I?" A smile on her face.

Logan didn't even answer. He leaned over her, pressing his body to hers, alleviating his chill in the warmth of her skin. His hand brought her underwear slowly down, but it gravitated to her spot, rubbing her slowly, his fingers flirting with her. Faster, faster. He leaned into her, pressing further into Sophia to keep her from squirming, getting further and further onto the desk. He brushed papers out of their way.

Her question was answered in a few moments. She let out a gasp when she felt his fingers down there. A soft moan escaping her soon after her. It felt so nice. It was an involuntary action for her to try and squirm under the touch, but due to him leaning into her she couldn't do much. Well escape to move further onto the desk. Her hands gripped tightly at edges of the desk, her moans getting slightly louder the faster he went.

He coulf feel his fingers slide across her skin as she began to get more aroused, and grinned up at her. "Must be doing something right, eh?" He planted kissed down her stomach, sinking further. He lifted her up onto the desk and slipped her underwear over her feet, taking time to observe her area, the place he had been teasing. And in an impulse, he found himself drawn to it, and with hot breath, began to run his tongue around the top gingerly.

Sophia bit her lip to silence another moan. He was certainly doing something right, getting her all hot, and bothered. Even though she was moved onto the desk, her grip on the table didn't change. She followed his movements, watching everything he did. The blush on her face growing as she realized what he was going to do. Sophia let out a gasp, with a slight high pitched noise in there, at the sensation of his tongue on her area. It was such a wonderful feeling.

Logan's tongue moved rhythmically, circularly, gliding along her spot. Judging by her reactions, her convulsions, it was working. She tasted sweet and right, and he throbbed with adoration at each cute motion she made. When she seemed to be dripping, he couldn't take it, and taking himself in his hand, he stood. He peered over at the medical box in the corner, where the condoms were kept, but a jarring cough pulled him from that thought. Right. It was all about risk taking. He'd never had sex without one, anyhow, because...well...it was his second time.

He pressed himself against her entrance, going deeper and deeper slowly, leaning further and further over the desk into her. He grit his teeth, keeping himself calm as her warmth engulfed him, and what was a cold infirmary was the hottest room he'd ever been in. She felt wonderful, and with each inkling of movement, he fought the will to remind her.

Sophia kept moaning from his attention on her, but when it disappeared she let out a small whine. Why did it stop? She opened her eyes to see him standing in front of her again. Oh that is why it stopped. She was going to complain, and ask for him to continue, but this was better. This way they both felt good. She didn't even care about the condom thing anyway.

When he pushed into her, she bit her lip, and suppressed a moan. It felt so good to have him inside of her. The slow pace was causing her to want more, she was almost tempted to beg for it. Well she might have to if he didn't pick up the pace soon. She was panting from before but this was making it worse. She decided to lean against Logan, and use him for support. In this moment, she couldn't get enough of him, she wanted more, she needed more.

Once Logan seemed to get into her, he began to go in and out. He breathed shallowly, quickly, feeling her suck him in. Deeper, deeper. He gritted his teeth, melting to her warmth, touching his forehead to hers. They seemed to be slowly drifting up, flying. "Sophia..." He slowled down a little, thrusting rhythmically to 'regroup,' kissing her softly on her lips.

This was one of the few days that Ethan hadn't been looking forward to working on. As much as he'd rather enjoy staying in his dorm and studying for a few tests, he had been called in to assist in the mess that was the days after formal. Melody had always thought it good to have more help than usual to deal with all the broken ankles or heavy hangovers the students inevitably aquired. As bothersome as it was to him, he couldn't exactly refused.

There was also some patient he thought to check on whom apparently fell out of a window. Perhaps he could spare his fellow nurse his watch over her? He'd rather do that then be stuck up front. "Logan?" The winter called, walking towards his desk and peeling off his damp jacket.

Her name sounded beautiful rolling from his mouth. She loved it when someone said her name during moments like this. She kept her forehead pressed to his, her mouth open, letting out hot heavy breaths. It was hard to keep back any moans at this point. The steady movements were nice, but faster was good too. She opened her mouth to ask him to move faster if he could, but she froze once she heard someone in the front area. Her blood basically turning cold. Was he going to come back here? Oh god she hoped not.