A Pick-up Line and a Sports Jersey [closed]

God damn, it was hot today.

The heat wave had been persistently cruel for the last two weeks, and today it seemed to have reached a real high-point. By the time five o'clock rolled around, and the football game was coming to a close, Noah's skin was glistening with sweat. His ruddy auburn hair had been shaken out of place and slicked down to his forehead, and he could feel hot beads running down his back as he moved. When the whistle blew to signal the game's end, Noah loosed an immediate, relieved sigh and headed for the bleachers to collect his things. He loved summer, but this was getting a little ridiculous. After a short jog, he was back at the Autumn dorms. The sweet sensation of the air-conditioned atmosphere was to die for. Upon entering his room, Noah swerved into the bathroom and planted himself in front of the mirror.

"Ah, great.." he muttered. The tip of his nose and the curve of his cheekbones were all lightly dusted in a red colouration - sunburns. Luckily, having a fast metabolism allowed any shallow wounds and mild skin irritations Noah picked up to heal relatively swiftly - nowhere near the rate of those with healing factors, but quicker than an average person. Nonetheless, sunburns were a damn nuisance.

Sighing, Noah pulled all of his stray hairs back out of his face and sauntered back into his bedroom to search for a towel. It was high-time he had a shower. He was a walking sweat fountain. As he rummaged through his closet, however, an idea popped into his head. Taking a seat on the edge of his bed, Noah snatched his phone off of the fabric next to him and pulled up Sophia's number. He swiftly wrote up a message and then grinned as he tossed his phone aside.

Showering was always more fun with two.

Sophia was in the studios this time around doing what she normally did but this time with more paints of different colors and of different types. Though she didn't use most of them for her painting she was working on. She would have done this in her dorm but the canvas she choose this time was huge and she didn't have enough stuff to lay out on the floor of her dorm to cover the potential space that paint would drip. Placing down her brush she brushed her hair off her forehead with the back of her wrist. So she could avoid getting paint in her hair though it was probably everywhere by now.

The ding of her phone caught her attention, and she turned away from her painting, and went over to the table where her phone was sitting. Using her pinky she unlocked her phone and checked the message. She smiled at the message, and turned back to her painting, looking it over to determine if she was done for the day or not. After a moment she was satisfied with the progress she made today, and decided to throw the brushes and paint tray in a sink filled with water and rushed over to Noah's dorm. Not caring about the paint that was dotting her skin. As soon as she reached the dorm she knocked on the door and waited.

Just as the exhaustion of playing sports all day had begun to set in, and Noah's eyelids had started to droop, a knock sounded from the door and he jerked upwards. How shitty would it had looked in Noah had fallen asleep right after texting a girl to come by? The sound and realisation that his evening company had arrived was enough to make Noah forget his tiredness, however. Sleep could wait.

Rubbing one eye, the redhead rose to his feet and made his way over to the door. Sure enough, as he swung the door open, there was a petite Spring girl waiting for him on the other side - Only this time, she was spattered in paint. Blotches of all colours and sizes decorated her skin and clothing from head-to-toe. He'd always known she had a creative side, but it almost looked as if she'd painted herself more than the canvas she'd been at.

Noah leaned against the doorframe and crossed his arms. "Darlin', you're so fine, you could make an impression on Monet," he said, quirking one eyebrow up and doing his best impression of a smooth, Hollywood heartthrob. A second later, he laughed, and dropped the act, straightening himself out again. "Sorry, been wanting to torture somebody with a shitty pick-up line forever. I had an artsy one saved up that I thought would work for you." He strode back towards his bed to grab the towel he'd set down, gesturing for Sophia to come in.

Sophia smiled up at her friend as he opened the door. Though the first thing out of his mouth made her laugh, though it wasn't the most realistic laugh more like a that was bad laugh. "That was terrible." She said to him. She shifted her weight slightly to another leg. "Well it was good especially seeing I just came from the studios, but it was only good in that sense."She said before following the boy inside of his dorm.

"Heh, there's more where that came from, but I don't wanna chase you out with awful jokes." He picked the towel up and slung it around his neck, and then turned back towards Sophia. "So if you can't tell, I'm kind of a mess after all the running I did today, and I was planning on hopping in the shower before I got to sleep.." The Autumn stepped a little closer to Sophia, his fingertips dancing along her waistline while a suggestive twinkle appeared in his eyes. ".. But I figured it's more fun with company, yeah?" The end of his lips curled upwards.

Sophia giggled a little bit more at what he said. "I don't think you could." She said to him, but not presenting it as a challenge. She had her hands folded behind her back as she watched Noah move and grab his towel. Her small smile only grew as he got closer and then ran his fingers along her waistline. She looked up at him, with a small lustful look on her face. "I would love to join you. I have some paint I need to get off, and this is the perfect opportunity for that, and maybe more things." She knew what he was going for but she wanted to push it a little further.

Noah loosed a dry, satisfied huff and then released the girl from his gentle hold on her waist, stepping past her to head towards the washroom. "Feel free to come on in. I don't bite.. Hard." He couldn't help but smirk.

Pushing the shower curtains out of his way when he entered, Noah bent over and turned the knob of the faucet. Once he'd adjusted it enough to get a stable, warm temperature, he straightened himself out and turned the shower head on. He held the tips of his fingers under the water again, testing it for a second time to double check that it was perfect. This wasn't his first evening with Sophia - they'd been 'friendly' for a while now. This didn't stop his need to please, though. Somewhere in the pit of his brain, he was always trying to make up for how sluggish and clueless he'd been with her on their first night together. He wasn't one to let his mistakes go by unpunished.

Tugging at his shirt, Noah managed to wriggle rather awkwardly out of the sweat-soaked jersey he'd been trapped in for several hours and tossed it aside. Great start to a hot shower with somebody else.. Nearly getting caught in your own shirt.

She couldn't help but blush at his comment. Some thoughts flooded her mind of the last time when he discovered her certain like. She didn't know if she should be embarrassed or what, but at the same time she was glad he knew. She longed to feel his lips on her neck and maybe his teeth too if he was feeling brave. She realized she was standing in the room by herself since she got caught up in her thoughts. She turned and quickly followed Noah to the bathroom.

And she was happy with the sight she saw. She missed him getting caught in his shirt but she was happy to see he was already shirtless. She smiled at the sight. "Well this is a nice sight to walk in on." She said in a nice tone of voice. "Will I get to see more?" She asked even though she knew she would. She was kind of excited, she never showered with anyone before.

Noah's eyes drew to Sophia as she entered the washroom after him, the frustration with how difficult it'd been to remove his shirt dissolving immediately. He approached the Spring girl and stood very close to her, to the point where the bare skin of his chest was just barely brushing against her. His amber eyes flickered with hunger.

"Well, that is why I invited you," he said, tipping forward a little to speak softly into her ear. As he leaned in front of her, his gave his shorts q quick tug and then kicked them off to the side. Another smirk appeared on his face. He ducked down and grazed his teeth over the soft skin of her neck, and then moved away. With a sidestep, he'd disappeared behind the curtains of the shower.

Sophia didn't expect him to approach like he did, but she looked up at him with a slight blush on her face because of how close they were and there was the fact with what seemed like new confidence she felt slightly intimidated because of his height. It brought a nice feeling, she liked that feeling. She also liked the look in his eyes.

She only stood there as he leaned down and spoke into her ear, causing her to shudder slightly, some excitement filling her. Then the shorts were gone.. oh man.. She didn't know why she was getting so flustered but she was. She was normally good in these types of situations, but for some reason she couldn't keep her composure all that well. What was going on? Why was she feeling this way? She froze when his teeth touched her neck, all thoughts ceasing and her face only becoming more red, and then he disappeared into the shower. She stood there for a moment trying to get herself recomposed. Once she did she removed her clothes, and joined him in the water.

A few seconds after Noah entered the shower, the Spring girl followed his steps. The water had run hot by now - not to the point where it was scalding, but steam was beginning to creep up off of the bathtub floor and wreath around in the air. Noah felt the cold gust of air as the curtain parted and Sophia joined him, but only for a second.

Seeing Sophia like this was nothing new to Noah now. They'd been 'friends with benefits' for a little while already - in fact, it had been a bit over a month sine he'd met her now. Hew knew every curve of her body.. Every spot she was ticklish, and every spot that drew pleased groans from her throat. Even with all that in consideration, though, Noah still found his eyes absorbing the sight of her; flicking down her water-spattered form as if it was new to him. This only lasted a second, however, before his gaze returned to meet her's and he grabbed a small cloth off of the ledge that was built into the corner of the shower.

"Better get rid of all that paint first, shouldn't we?" Noah uttered a low chuckle and pressed the cloth to the right side of Sophia's face, dragging it gently over the green pain splatters on her skin. "There we go.." Noah's hand crept slowly up the small of the girl's back. His lips, corners upturned and parted ever so slightly as he lightly scrubbed at the grit on Sophia's cheek, hovered just an inch away from her own, seemingly waiting for the gap to close.

Sophia was used to the sight of Noah as well, though she still wasn't fully used to how much taller he was compared to her. Though she didn't mind too much anymore and was rather used to dealing with the height difference now, she honestly kind of liked the height difference somewhat though she didn't know why. She had her eyes wander across his nice looking body for a moment before looking up at him and smiling at him in the cute manner she normally did. She just watched to see what he would do, and he actually decided to clean her a little bit which she was grateful for.

At first when he pressed the wet cloth to her face she closed her right eye because of how close the cloth was, but opened it as soon as she realized how close they were already. She could feel his hand on the small of her back keeping her from moving away, not like she wanted to. She looked up at him a mix of a cute shine, and lust in her eyes. She grabbed his hand and pulled the cloth away from her face a tad, and then softly pressed her lips to his.

Noah loosed a pleased sigh as Sophia closed the space between their faces, absent-mindedly ceasing the cleaning motions he'd been keeping up on her cheek. He ran the cloth down along the length of her body as he kissed her, his free hand snaking into her hair, which had already been soaked through with water. A couple of weeks ago, the prospect of sleeping with somebody had terrified him. It was funny to look back on now, here, in this situation.

After a moment, Noah broke the kiss, untangling his fingers from Sophia's strawberry-blonde locks, and angled his head so he could move from her face to her throat. He settled his lips gently, as first, against the sensitive skin, his tongue gliding along in circular motions. The Autumn nipped mildly at her a couple of times before failing to stifle a breathy chuckle. "I'm doing a terrible job of cleaning."

Sophia's chest was rising and falling at a slightly faster rate once the kiss was broken. Some excitement was already filling her, which was strange since it took a bit more than that to make her excited usually. What was it about this boy that made her crave him more than everyone else? She didn't quite understand it.

As soon as he moved to her neck she closed her eyes, and tilted her head slightly to allow him more access to the sensitive area. While she loved the gentle kisses and licks, and the few soft bites, she just wished he would really bite down one good time. Though she feels it would be embarrassing to voice such a request. She let out a breathey sigh of pleasure. Once he stopped though she got a bit frustrated, though she hid it with a giggle. "Well we can worry about getting clear later."

Sophia laughed at his comment, but Noah knew her well enough by now that he could sense the tiny hints of annoyance in her voice and face. There was the ever-so-subtle twinge of her brow, and the irritated waver in her tone, and the slight tightness of her grip on Noah's body. The Autumn's face pulled downwards in a fake pout. "What, am I boring today?"

And then a second later, the Autumn hoisted Sophia up, turned, and pressed her back roughly against the cool tile walls of the shower. His arms were wound tightly around her waist, but his own hips, ground right up against Sophia's, were what was holding her up in place. An almost feral grin was spread across Noah's face once more as he held her there, the hot water battering his back and shoulders steadily. Noah's warm breath billowed across her upper chest as he spoke. "I should fix that." His teeth closed around the skin of Soph's neck again and he bit down hard, a groan rumbling deep down in his throat. Once he was sure he'd left a mark, his mouth moved lower down to bite around her collar bone. "Better?" he inquired breathily as he shifted even lower.