Young, Impressionable, Easily Swayed (for Wild)

She watched his shirt go with a somewhat hungry look in her eye, taking everything in before they started kissing again. When his fingers found her shirt, she tensed, her breathing shallow. At his request, she straightened up and took the bottom of her shirt in her fists, pulling it up and over her head slowly, anticipating the cool temperature of the room. The shirt gone, she shivered, feeling the goosebumps erupt across her shoulders and stomach. Suddenly, she felt very aware of her chest and body, almost hesitant to lean down and kiss Ed again.

Ed watched as Ava took off her shirt and smiled. She looked incredible. He noticed her hesitation, however. "Something wrong?" he asked her. He took her hands into his and kissed her neck a few times.

It felt amazing, his touching her, the kissing, everything. After a moment, she sighed and said, "No." She bent over him again and took over with the kissing, shifting from his lips to his jaw and down his neck. Her hands were on his sides, using them to support herself as she moved. Occasionally, she bit the soft skin of his neck gently, leaving gentle kisses where she had done so. Her hands slid down Ed's sides to his hips, a somewhat difficult feat with her own legs getting in the way, but she had just enough maneuverability to slide her thumbs under the waistband of his pants, pressing against his hips slightly.

The way she kissed his neck, leaving small bites as she went, drove him crazy. It felt incredible and he didn't want her to stop. He felt her hands travel down his sides and to his hips. Her touch, with her soft and delicate hands, was amazing.

She was loving every minute of this, being close to him, being able to touch him like this, kissing him, all of it. Her head was light and she felt grounded being next to him. Ava moved back up his neck and stopped for a moment, her face hovering inches above his, glancing between his eyes and his mouth.

"Ed," she breathed, short on air, "are you sure you want to do this?" She didn't know why she was hesitating so much. Was it that she felt she hardly knew him? Or was it because he was technically underage?

Edward nodded. He wanted nothing more than to do this. "I do. Are you sure you want to?" he responded. He followed her eyes, wondering what she was thinking. "Is there something wrong?" Was it something he did?

Her heart was pounding for a different reason now. Ava looked into his eyes for a few more seconds, her chest pushing into his with each breath. Her mouth hung open as she thought about what he was asking her. Did she want to? The answer came to her when she shifted slightly.

"The only thing wrong is that I'm thinking too much," she finally said. She moved her arms so that her forearms rested on either side of his head, allowing her to finger his hair as she spoke. His chest rising and falling below hers was distracting. "I don't want to think anymore."

"Then don't." he responded simply. He began kissing her again, this time softly, allowing her to continue playing with his hair. It was something he enjoyed her doing, surprisingly. He was loving every bit of this. The way her soft skin felt on his rough and slightly scarred skin felt amazing. Everything just felt amazing.

When he put it so simply, it sounded like an easy thing to do. Her mind started to slow down as he kissed her, her hands tangling into his hair, enjoying the slowness for the moment. Ed was right. Ava knew she just needed to speak with her hands instead of her mouth.

As she let her mind cloud over, she started kissing him faster, hardly giving him a chance to respond. Again, she moved to his jaw and then down his neck, finding her way to his collarbone and kissing along it. Her fingers trailed along his ribs, down to his waist, and then gripped his hips. For a second, she glanced up at Ed, wanting to see him before she continued. Once satisfied, Ava started leaving the occasional kiss down his stomach, finding her way to his hips.

Edward was surprised at the sudden intensity in their kissing but he didn't stop. The Winter definitely enjoyed every second of it. As she worked her way down, he moaned in pleasure. He loved what she was doing. He didn't want her to stop. The boy was going crazy. And he hoped she was too.

The sound that came out of Ed surprised Ava slightly, but it served to make her move a little faster, avoiding the teasing she had been planning on. Watching him closely, her hands fumbled at his belt, steadily undoing it and tugging it free of the loops, tossing it to the side once it was free. With the belt gone, there was a little more give with the top of his jeans. Resting her hand on Ed's pelvis, Ava swung her leg over him so that she was kneeling beside him instead of straddling him.

Slowly, her eyes still focused on his face, she slid her fingers under the top of his jeans, tucking them underneath both his pants and the band of his underwear, following his happy trail until her hand was almost entirely hidden. Her eyes flicked down to where her hand was before returning to Ed's face. Leaving her hand where it was, she bent her face over his and kissed him, pressing her lips gently to his. While she kissed him, her hand moved slowly, finding his length in his pants and carefully running her hand from the bottom to the top.

Ed watched as her hand slid down into his pants. His head tipped backward slightly in pleasure. Her touch just felt amazing. Their kissing became more intense and faster. His excitement was rising and his thoughts were becoming more and more blurred as they continued. Whatever his mind was thinking, it was all impulse again.

Ava couldn't help but grin, pulling away from the kissing for a second. She wanted to see Ed's reactions, wanted to know he was enjoying this, wanted to take in every bit of this. She took her hand from his pants and reached behind her back, undoing the clasp on her bra and removing it, sliding the straps off her shoulders and pulling her arms from them. Her gaze was cast downward, suddenly shy as she exposed her chest.

"Here." She spoke so softly, they never would've heard her if the air hadn't been so still. Her hair fell from behind her ear and the ends brushed her shoulders as she reached for his hand, taking it in hers and guiding it to her chest. With a warm look, as though she were teaching him, she placed his hand on her breast.

Edward's head lifted slightly as Ava pulled away. He watched as the girl took her bra off and he couldn't help but stare slightly. He had always prided himself in his self-control but right at this moment he was all impulse. The Winter smiled as the girl led his hands to her chest. He sat up slightly, careful not to move anything or anyone, and began kissing the girl softly, but quickly.

Ava was starting to warm up from the inside out. His hands weren't quite warm, and they felt good on her chest. Her hand left his and wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer. Her other hand moved to his jeans again, her fingers fumbling for the button and the zipper, desperately wanting to move things along. It was too much for her one hand in the position they were in.

Removing her hand from his neck, Ava finally managed to undo the clasp on his jeans, giving her the option for more maneuverability. A quick glance down showed her exactly what she was hoping to see. One hand returned to the back of Ed's head, where she slid her fingers into his hair, gripping it loosely. The hand that remained at his pants started touching him through his underwear, feeling every inch of him.