Innocence
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There was having a slight crush, and then there was complete infatuation. Sometimes it was difficult to differentiate between the two, but more often than not, there was some kind of metaphorical line to separate them.
He was young. A typical teenage boy who was obviously drawn to a beautiful woman. Anybody could tell from a mile away that he had a crush on his next door neighbour. His eyes never left her when she was in range of his vision, but it had started to become a little more than that.
She'd noticed it almost as soon as she'd moved in three months ago. She'd often catch him looking at her through the window. He'd walk by her house slowly, dawdling, just so that he could catch a glimpse. He didn't make any effort to hide it, either. Whenever she caught him and their eyes met, he'd smile, or give a little wave. He was desperate for her attention and, deep down, she loved it.
Lizzy had never been a stranger to a little attention. She was used to it. She was stunning and she knew it. The object of many a man's fantasy... but this was something new. She'd never really found herself intrigued by someone so young. She didn't even know if he was out of high school yet, but the more she caught him staring at her, the more she wanted to test him.
He'd started to notice the way she looked back at him now. At first, she'd been blissfully ignorant to his stares, but now she'd started to react. She knew he existed and he decided to take the plunge.
"Lizzy," he called out to her just as she was about to enter her front door.
The key was already in the lock, but instead of turning it, she turned her head to look over her shoulder. He was standing at the foot of her lawn, hands in his pockets and a big smile on his face. He had her attention. She was curious.
One eyebrow rose as she slowly took the key back out of the door and stepped down from the porch. She walked forward a little as he worked up the courage to actually step onto her property. She watched him, a soft smile on her lips. "Hmm?"
"Um... Hi..." His feet shuffled awkwardly beneath him. "I'm Brad." He cleared his throat and straightened up a little, clearly trying to hide the shyness that had overtaken him.
She nodded, smiling a little more. "Yeah," she said, "I know who you are."
Now he was blushing. The boy was smitten.
He swallowed, smiling awkwardly, his eyes wide. "You d-do..?"
"Mhm," she smiled, nodding slowly. "I do."
He was so nervous. Part of her felt sorry for the boy... the other part of her was loving it. She enjoyed making people squirm and feel uncomfortable... and he HAD brought it on himself by being brave enough to actually strike up a conversation.
He scratched at the back of his neck nervously and allowed his smile to grow a little more comfortable. "I... I've been wanting to talk to you for... for a while," he admitted.
Lizzy rose an eyebrow as she tapped her key into the palm of her hand and nodded. "I bet you have..."
Brad bit his lip, ducking his head. "I... uhm..." he took a deep breath, blinking before raising his head up to look at her, gathering up the courage to finally say what had been on his mind. "Uhm... I... You're... really beautiful.." He slumped at the lameness of his statement, even though it was true.
She let out a quiet giggle, watching him. Oh, she was having so much fun. She took another step closer to him. "Thank you, Brad."
"You're w-welcome," he stammered, watching her as she walked closer. Why couldn't he just relax?
Her lips formed a small smirk and she tilted her head, regarding him carefully. "You're pretty cute yourself," she told him with a little wink. And he was. She wasn't just saying it to make him stumble even more. He must have been seventeen... maybe pushing eighteen. Too young for her, really, but there was no harm in a little fun.
He blinked rapidly at the compliment, his breath hitching slightly before he started to get his confidence up a bit. "You... think so...?" He asked, staring at her, his eyes wide. He cleared his throat, ducking his head again. The woman of his dreams had just told him he was cute. He blushed slightly. "Thank you..."
She nodded her head, tapping the key into her palm again and licking her bottom lip. "So...Brad... What do you want?"
"Uhm..." he bit his lip, unsure of how to word it. He knew what he wanted, but he didn't want to say it wrong and embarrass himself. He stood up straighter, raising his chin, "I... want you... Lizzy.."
She laughed gently. She didn't want to embarrass the kid completely, but she found it rather hilarious. A lot of people wanted her. Only a select few got what they wanted. "You want me, huh?" she pressed, smiling.
He nodded eagerly, stepping closer and he smiled softly. "Yeah... yeah I do... Very much." He licked his bottom lip nervously, biting into it softly, scared that he had messed up.
She noticed his little step toward her and raised an eyebrow, standing still on the spot. "How much do you want me, Brad?"
"I... want you... really badly," he spoke quietly, watching her, shrinking back a little. "I... uhm... I've... wanted you for a while..." He shoved his hands into his pockets, looking down at the ground. "I guess that's... kind of silly, huh?"
Lizzy smiled and shook her head. "No... it's not silly, Brad," she told him softly, reaching a hand out to him and tilting his head back up slowly. "It's not silly at all..."
He blinked slowly, watching her, letting his head tilt back. "What are you doing...?" He shuddered at the small touch, his stomach doing flip flops. He had longed for this for so long, he didn't know quite how to handle it now that it was happening.
"You don't know what you're getting yourself into, Kid," she told him quietly, her lips curling into a smirk. "I'm not so sure you'll be able to handle it."
Her tone was low; seductive. Her words were drawn out and left to linger. She was daring him. She was challenging him to prove her wrong... or at least be man enough to make an effort to try. She wasn't looking for a relationship. She wasn't looking to be involved with him any more than physically, just this one time to see exactly what he was made of.
Her smirked changed into a grin and she tilted her head, placing her hand beneath his chin and looking at him. "Ever been with a woman like me before, Bradley?" she asked, licking her bottom lip. She knew he hadn't. She wasn't even sure he'd been with ANY woman before... and that made it all the more exciting.
He blinked at the question, cheeks flushing again as he slowly shook his head. "N-no..." he gulped thickly. He shuffled his feet, glancing at her then down at the ground. "I'm... I'm a..." He inhaled deeply, then said in one big rush, "I'mavirgin.."
Just as she had expected. Her smile grew and she stroked his cheek with her thumb, tilting her head even more. "Cute," she said, nodding her head. "And you want ME to take away your... innocence?"
"Y-yes..." he whispered, looking at her with wide eyes, chewing on his bottom lip slowly as he leaned into her touch. "I d-do..."
"Well then..." She smiled, taking his hand and tugging on it lightly, looking up the driveway to her still-locked front door. "You'd better come in." Taking his other hand, she dropped the key into it and whispered, "You can do the honors..."
He shuddered a little and squeezed her hand, walking with her up to the front door before sliding the key into the lock, turning it. After hearing the click, he turned the doorknob and pushed the door open, biting his lip. "A-after you..."
Lizzy stepped up, brushing his shoulder purposely as she walked past him and letting her eyes meet his for a few long seconds. "Such a gentleman..."
"Thank you..." Brad smiled sheepishly as he shut the door behind him. He set the key on the coffee table, unzipping his hoodie. He shrugged it off, setting it down on the couch and he looked around the living room. He was even more nervous now, knowing what was going to happen.
She peeled off her own jacket, hanging it up in the hallway before joining him in the living room. She could tell how nervous he was just from looking at him. It was cute... but she also felt kind of sorry for him. He had no idea just what he was getting himself into. She was more than experienced, and it was going to take something special to impress her. Something special that she just KNEW Brad wasn't going to have.
He was fidgeting with his hands nervously and she cocked an eyebrow, sauntering towards him. "Are you sure you want this, Brad?" She was giving him one final chance to back out; to change his mind. Of course, she all but knew he wasn't going to take it. This was his dream come true and no matter how unsure or scared he might have been, he wasn't going to run away now that he had her.
But he didn't "have her".... she had him.
He nodded his head quickly, forcing a smile. "Yes," he said sharply. "I'm sure."
Lizzy nodded and advanced towards him a little more, reaching out a hand and caressing the side of his face. He was just a scared little boy right now, putty in the palm of her hands. He almost melted into her touch and she pulled him close, pressing her soft lips against his and pushing him back toward the couch and then down onto it.
He was taken aback by the sudden movement and blinked up at her. She grinned menacingly at him and then straddled his lap, leaning toward him and kissing him again, this time with more lust and passion behind it. He wasn't sure how to react and his hands wavered uncertainly before he settled them on her hips, kissing her back.
Her teeth tugged teasingly on his bottom lip and she grinned, grinding a little in his lap. He was getting worked up already and it only spurred her on even more. The poor boy had no idea just what he'd gotten himself into and Lizzy knew the whole situation was wrong... but the thought of taking away his innocence and turning him from a perfect little boy into a man was too much for her to resist.
He'd be crying later...
He was young. A typical teenage boy who was obviously drawn to a beautiful woman. Anybody could tell from a mile away that he had a crush on his next door neighbour. His eyes never left her when she was in range of his vision, but it had started to become a little more than that.
She'd noticed it almost as soon as she'd moved in three months ago. She'd often catch him looking at her through the window. He'd walk by her house slowly, dawdling, just so that he could catch a glimpse. He didn't make any effort to hide it, either. Whenever she caught him and their eyes met, he'd smile, or give a little wave. He was desperate for her attention and, deep down, she loved it.
Lizzy had never been a stranger to a little attention. She was used to it. She was stunning and she knew it. The object of many a man's fantasy... but this was something new. She'd never really found herself intrigued by someone so young. She didn't even know if he was out of high school yet, but the more she caught him staring at her, the more she wanted to test him.
He'd started to notice the way she looked back at him now. At first, she'd been blissfully ignorant to his stares, but now she'd started to react. She knew he existed and he decided to take the plunge.
"Lizzy," he called out to her just as she was about to enter her front door.
The key was already in the lock, but instead of turning it, she turned her head to look over her shoulder. He was standing at the foot of her lawn, hands in his pockets and a big smile on his face. He had her attention. She was curious.
One eyebrow rose as she slowly took the key back out of the door and stepped down from the porch. She walked forward a little as he worked up the courage to actually step onto her property. She watched him, a soft smile on her lips. "Hmm?"
"Um... Hi..." His feet shuffled awkwardly beneath him. "I'm Brad." He cleared his throat and straightened up a little, clearly trying to hide the shyness that had overtaken him.
She nodded, smiling a little more. "Yeah," she said, "I know who you are."
Now he was blushing. The boy was smitten.
He swallowed, smiling awkwardly, his eyes wide. "You d-do..?"
"Mhm," she smiled, nodding slowly. "I do."
He was so nervous. Part of her felt sorry for the boy... the other part of her was loving it. She enjoyed making people squirm and feel uncomfortable... and he HAD brought it on himself by being brave enough to actually strike up a conversation.
He scratched at the back of his neck nervously and allowed his smile to grow a little more comfortable. "I... I've been wanting to talk to you for... for a while," he admitted.
Lizzy rose an eyebrow as she tapped her key into the palm of her hand and nodded. "I bet you have..."
Brad bit his lip, ducking his head. "I... uhm..." he took a deep breath, blinking before raising his head up to look at her, gathering up the courage to finally say what had been on his mind. "Uhm... I... You're... really beautiful.." He slumped at the lameness of his statement, even though it was true.
She let out a quiet giggle, watching him. Oh, she was having so much fun. She took another step closer to him. "Thank you, Brad."
"You're w-welcome," he stammered, watching her as she walked closer. Why couldn't he just relax?
Her lips formed a small smirk and she tilted her head, regarding him carefully. "You're pretty cute yourself," she told him with a little wink. And he was. She wasn't just saying it to make him stumble even more. He must have been seventeen... maybe pushing eighteen. Too young for her, really, but there was no harm in a little fun.
He blinked rapidly at the compliment, his breath hitching slightly before he started to get his confidence up a bit. "You... think so...?" He asked, staring at her, his eyes wide. He cleared his throat, ducking his head again. The woman of his dreams had just told him he was cute. He blushed slightly. "Thank you..."
She nodded her head, tapping the key into her palm again and licking her bottom lip. "So...Brad... What do you want?"
"Uhm..." he bit his lip, unsure of how to word it. He knew what he wanted, but he didn't want to say it wrong and embarrass himself. He stood up straighter, raising his chin, "I... want you... Lizzy.."
She laughed gently. She didn't want to embarrass the kid completely, but she found it rather hilarious. A lot of people wanted her. Only a select few got what they wanted. "You want me, huh?" she pressed, smiling.
He nodded eagerly, stepping closer and he smiled softly. "Yeah... yeah I do... Very much." He licked his bottom lip nervously, biting into it softly, scared that he had messed up.
She noticed his little step toward her and raised an eyebrow, standing still on the spot. "How much do you want me, Brad?"
"I... want you... really badly," he spoke quietly, watching her, shrinking back a little. "I... uhm... I've... wanted you for a while..." He shoved his hands into his pockets, looking down at the ground. "I guess that's... kind of silly, huh?"
Lizzy smiled and shook her head. "No... it's not silly, Brad," she told him softly, reaching a hand out to him and tilting his head back up slowly. "It's not silly at all..."
He blinked slowly, watching her, letting his head tilt back. "What are you doing...?" He shuddered at the small touch, his stomach doing flip flops. He had longed for this for so long, he didn't know quite how to handle it now that it was happening.
"You don't know what you're getting yourself into, Kid," she told him quietly, her lips curling into a smirk. "I'm not so sure you'll be able to handle it."
Her tone was low; seductive. Her words were drawn out and left to linger. She was daring him. She was challenging him to prove her wrong... or at least be man enough to make an effort to try. She wasn't looking for a relationship. She wasn't looking to be involved with him any more than physically, just this one time to see exactly what he was made of.
Her smirked changed into a grin and she tilted her head, placing her hand beneath his chin and looking at him. "Ever been with a woman like me before, Bradley?" she asked, licking her bottom lip. She knew he hadn't. She wasn't even sure he'd been with ANY woman before... and that made it all the more exciting.
He blinked at the question, cheeks flushing again as he slowly shook his head. "N-no..." he gulped thickly. He shuffled his feet, glancing at her then down at the ground. "I'm... I'm a..." He inhaled deeply, then said in one big rush, "I'mavirgin.."
Just as she had expected. Her smile grew and she stroked his cheek with her thumb, tilting her head even more. "Cute," she said, nodding her head. "And you want ME to take away your... innocence?"
"Y-yes..." he whispered, looking at her with wide eyes, chewing on his bottom lip slowly as he leaned into her touch. "I d-do..."
"Well then..." She smiled, taking his hand and tugging on it lightly, looking up the driveway to her still-locked front door. "You'd better come in." Taking his other hand, she dropped the key into it and whispered, "You can do the honors..."
He shuddered a little and squeezed her hand, walking with her up to the front door before sliding the key into the lock, turning it. After hearing the click, he turned the doorknob and pushed the door open, biting his lip. "A-after you..."
Lizzy stepped up, brushing his shoulder purposely as she walked past him and letting her eyes meet his for a few long seconds. "Such a gentleman..."
"Thank you..." Brad smiled sheepishly as he shut the door behind him. He set the key on the coffee table, unzipping his hoodie. He shrugged it off, setting it down on the couch and he looked around the living room. He was even more nervous now, knowing what was going to happen.
She peeled off her own jacket, hanging it up in the hallway before joining him in the living room. She could tell how nervous he was just from looking at him. It was cute... but she also felt kind of sorry for him. He had no idea just what he was getting himself into. She was more than experienced, and it was going to take something special to impress her. Something special that she just KNEW Brad wasn't going to have.
He was fidgeting with his hands nervously and she cocked an eyebrow, sauntering towards him. "Are you sure you want this, Brad?" She was giving him one final chance to back out; to change his mind. Of course, she all but knew he wasn't going to take it. This was his dream come true and no matter how unsure or scared he might have been, he wasn't going to run away now that he had her.
But he didn't "have her".... she had him.
He nodded his head quickly, forcing a smile. "Yes," he said sharply. "I'm sure."
Lizzy nodded and advanced towards him a little more, reaching out a hand and caressing the side of his face. He was just a scared little boy right now, putty in the palm of her hands. He almost melted into her touch and she pulled him close, pressing her soft lips against his and pushing him back toward the couch and then down onto it.
He was taken aback by the sudden movement and blinked up at her. She grinned menacingly at him and then straddled his lap, leaning toward him and kissing him again, this time with more lust and passion behind it. He wasn't sure how to react and his hands wavered uncertainly before he settled them on her hips, kissing her back.
Her teeth tugged teasingly on his bottom lip and she grinned, grinding a little in his lap. He was getting worked up already and it only spurred her on even more. The poor boy had no idea just what he'd gotten himself into and Lizzy knew the whole situation was wrong... but the thought of taking away his innocence and turning him from a perfect little boy into a man was too much for her to resist.
He'd be crying later...