MINDLESS WANDERINGS [ASHTON]

[ASHTON COLE JOHNSON-WALKER]

<sup>Oh .. you mean the part where instead of instantly being wow'd by your beauty I rightfully snapped at you for walking head on into me? he shrugged. well however you wanna take it sweetheart. he leaned back some. how many people actually deny you? he asked leaning back in a bit. or do you have the luck of always getting what you want by a few rightly placed touches and just the right look from under your lashes? he asked. He gave another shrugged. though maybe I am just using the age old pigtail pulling method. he glanced down at the hand on his chest. the thing material of his white shirt not much of a barrier. She could probably feel the dip of his chest bones.

Ashton smirked as he continued to talk watching the slight reactions from her, glad that he was turning the tables on her. He wondered if she would catch on or of she would actually believe that he was really just that good. He wasnt sure.. he had no faith in peoples intelligence levels around here. He has pretty much deducted that, save for a few people, everyone else had proved to be idiots. Her reactions didnt last and she was back to being impenetrable.. at least visually.

Ashton snorted and shrugged. Well since thats the assumption you're sticking with I guess Its your loss. he said. Like he was going to let her keep making this into it being all her. He was pretty sure he wouldnt be missing out on much. It wasnt that he didnt think she would be good, he just... well really he wasnt sure. He was just playing this by ear really.

He wasnt sure what to expect from the slow grin that spread across her lips. Slowly her hands moved up and around his neck, pulling him closer. Ashtons brow twitched not sure what to think of this. He wasnt sure what was going on in her head, but then the words that seeped out of her lips made his lip quirk up at one side in a half smirk. So you can use you're deduction skills.

Ashton moved his other hand to her waist now. This was something he apparently was better at. The teasing. If it was serious then he was all backed off, but teasing was something completely different. He had done it to peter in the beginning. Granted usually he was not really sober. Right now he was mostly. His body wasnt as relaxed. His body rarely was, but at least when he was drunk or high he had less tension and stiffness in him thin frame.

the question is.. he said, moving his hands up in her sides every so lightly, but enough pressure for her to feel it. They moved up under her arms and around sliding along her arms til he had stopped at her wrists, his hands loosly around them. What now? he asked. Shouldnt you be stepped back from me now? not closer? he asked.</sup>

[KENNEDY ISOBEL TENLEY]

[/b][/color] She tilted her head to the side as his other hand came in contact with her waist. A brow quirked up a little bit and she looked up to meet his brown eyes. She had to admit, finding out that he was Ashton just piqued her interest a little more.

When he spoke up again, his hands moving up her sides, a little extra pressure in his touch. She didn't break their gaze, this was going to be interesting, to say the least. His larger hands wrapped around her wrists, not too strong of a hold as he spoke to her. She rose to her tip toes, her lips brushing against his cheek slightly, "Mmm... some would think that." She licked her lips slowly. "But then that would make me predictable, wouldn't it?" She grinned a little.

"And here I thought you'd be the one to step back..." She bit down on her bottom lip, resting back on her feet, Kennedy was suddenly in an interestingly good mood. "But this is all in good fun, isn't it? Nothing serious..." She shrugged her shoulders. She let her fingers trace insignificant patterns on the back of his neck, the slights smirk resting on her glossed lips.

Her blue eyes slowly looked him over and she decided to tease him a little more, "Besides I find you attractive, so why would I want to pull away? A hot guy has got me pinned against a book shelf... this is the kind of stuff that happens in those cheesy pornos..." She added a grin tugging at her lips. She couldn't help but wonder how much more of this Ashton would take before he decided he'd had enough. When he would simply decide that he was done playing their little game--though she had to admit it was actually a little entertaining. It was better to her then writing some stupid ass paper.

"So, Ashton..." She let her blue orbs move over his face carefully, she didn't move from her spot. "What's the next move?"
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[ASHTON COLE JOHNSON-WALKER]

<sup>Heh... he snorted and shrugged. mm.. well its all how you perceive yourself anyway... right? he asked, brows going up. Ashton let his eyes stay on her face, took in the blue of her eyes and the contrast of black hair against her paler skin. To anyone she was by far one of the most attractive girls in this school.

She leaned up and he resisted the urge to pull his head away, especially when he felt her lips on his cheek. His eyes glanced sideways. He really wasnt the type that did things in public places. He just wasnt into PDA, although if he actually thought about it... depending on the circumstances... public places could be a really... hot place to do things in... Ashton doesnt really about sexual thoughts unless hes being deliberate about it and thats usually trying to make someone uncomfortable. He just doesnt find himself a sexual person on a normal basis. Of course that kind of has changed recently. Recent events have some how opened up some kind of ... gate in ashton and hes not entirely sure what to do with it.

In fact ashton was unsure about a lot of things, which is why instead of thinking and working it through he pushed it to the back of his mind. It would come back though, it always did... at random times. Mostly when he was drinking because then he was more open, more liable to talk and be honest about things that he normally wouldnt even let pass his lips. Those were dangerous times for ashton because hafl the time he wouldnt remember what happend or was said and if he did then it was even worse. He doesnt like laying himself open to people. Doesnt like becoming vulnerable to anything. He just doesnt... do that.

Ashton snorted again. guess so.. he said. So are you saying you're not being predictable? he asked. because if so.. then I would have to disagree... i think there are a few ways you could go about this and all of them would be predictable when you think about it. so.. prove to me you can be unpredictable... id like to see it. he said. Im always up for something new...

Ashtons brows rose. hm... depends on what you're referring to.. he said. what exactly... is this all you're referring to? he stepped up to her again their bodies practically touching.

heh.. I was in a porno once.. he said. it was a complete lie and he didnt say it for her to believe it either. they are rather cheezy and definitely not as sexy as they portray on the screen... he shrugged. When she asked what his next move was his brow quirked up and he gave a small shrug before he tightend his hold a bit more on her wrists. He lifted her hands from around his neck, backing her up that small space shed moved from the shelves, raising her arms above her head as he now had her practically pinned to the bookshelf. Thank god they were quite sturdy.. he was sure they must have them nailed to the floor in case someone caused some kind of accident with them... probably happened after that time they had the domino affect.

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[KENNEDY ISOBEL TENLEY]

[/b][/color] She mused out loud, a small grin toying at her lips. "Usually I have to tell a guy what I like."

She would have never imagined this type of meeting between her and Ashton, but then again he wasn't exactly the predictable type at all. He was the one person that knew her darkest, deepest secret, and he was somebody that she had never met until now. She had never been one for trust, but as far as she knew he hadn’t said anything to anyone and for that she was grateful. Kennedy never wanted anyone to find out about what happened to her back in Wichita. She wanted to focus on the now and getting through the rest of her high school career without people feeling sorry for her because of what happened. The last thing she wanted was people’s sympathy. She didn’t want pity. She despised the very thought.

Tilting her head a little to the side, "By all this I mean what's going on right here, right now..." She retorted to his earlier question. Their bodies were nearly flush against one another, the body heat was starting to make her perspire. Not that she minded, this was interesting to her, to see how he reacted to her and what was going on between them. The grin spread across her face when he told her it was her turn.

“My turn, huh?” She licked her lips slowly, thinking up her next move. Smirking a little to herself, she arched in to him a little, their bodies touching now. Her lips came in contact with the nape of his neck and she let them graze upwards to the underside of his jaw. “We could have a lot of fun together,” She let her lips linger against his skin. Moving her lips back down his throat she let her blunt, white teeth scrape gently against his pulse point.

“I believe it’s your turn now...”
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[ASHTON COLE JOHNSON-WALKER]

<sup>Ashton snorted a bit and gave a small shrug. Im not the type that takes orders..he said. Ashton usually always took the reigns when he was with people. He just liked to have control of the situation. It was his thing. when he didnt have control... well it was usually never a good thing at least that hes experienced in the past.

Ashton wasnt the type to go on about peoples secrets. Ashton never talked about himself. You could probably know him for a long ass time and still only know trivial things about him but nothing real ... solid. Nothing deep. Maybe its because hes never found anyone he could talk to .. but ashton really just.. does not like being on the spot. He has always found that you distract people by talking to them about themselves before they can start asking questions... and when they try to turn it back on you just turn another question to go into detail about something you had just been talking about then it just looks like you missed their question or you werent done talking about that top ic and half the time the questions to him are forgotten or just left. He prefers that.

Instead he gets people to talk. he likes to know things. He likes questions. He likes to know his surroundings and the people in them and as much as he can about them. Sometimes he uses it against them and sometimes its just... there for whatever purpose he feels. But thats thte thing.. any information he finds out.. he uses it for himself. He doesnt go around and blab it to people. Then that puts him in a completely different spot and mostly one he despises. Most people dont realize that he probably is the best person to talk to, as long as they dont want to run the risk of possibly giving him some reason to use it against them.

Ashton smirked and hmm'd. maybe... he said. Ashton never sweated... okay never is an exaggeration. He maybe perspired... but he really had to work out for that. He was mostly always cold. But for some reason maybe its because he didnt have much body heat, the fact that his temperature was naturally lower and then him being skinny as fuck to add to that didnt help, well he never got worked up enough to sweat... or maybe it was some other reason. ashton never got that checked out... not that he thought it was important.

Ashton sighed. He ... really kind of liked his neck getting attention. He hmm'd again as her teeth scraped his skin lightly. and i thought you liked it rough.. he said, his voice lowered some. that was a baby bite... he said and smirked as she said it was his turn. He moved so both her wrists were in one large hand. Another thing he didnt like about himself. He was oddly proportioned he thought. His free hand moved down to her hair... running down it his hand moving to rest around the back of her neck and the side somewhat before moving up and gripping her hair, first lightly then he tightened it giving it a bit of a jerk back so her head tipped back. He dipped his head and ran his tongure from the center of her collar bone up to the tip of her chen then dropped it again his teeth sinking into the juncture where her neck and shoulder met. It wasnt an incredibly hard bite but it was enough to set the first bar to see what she really had.

Ashton had never really thought about the type of sex he liked. The one time he had it, had been with peter. It had been good and for a first time.. that said a lot. Ashton had especially liked when peter lost control at times and his fingers dug into his skin, or his teeth. They werent incredibly rough movements but it was like a tease and he had always wondered about exploring that. Then when kennedy had said something... and carson had commented... the thought of rough sex was rather... enticing... and he wanted to know what it was like. Really wanted to .... experience it. He wondered about peter... but he really didnt think that was his type of sex... and really he wasnt so sure he wanted peter to even do that... he liked the way peter was... he liked his allure.... he wanted him to keep that....

His hand loosened in her hair and came down to rest on her shoulder, his thumb pressing a bit too firm into the pulse point near her collar bone. his lips moving as he nipped at her skin, his tongue soothing over the area. He pressed his leg between hers and finally lifted his head, he could feel her pulse against his finger and he pressed into it just a bit more. ... your.. turn. he said.</sup>

[KENNEDY ISOBEL TENLEY]

[/i], good looking guy. Those were hard to come by these days.

She didn’t know anything about him, but the way he was around people – depending on who they are, seemed to intrigue her in a way that she really couldn’t describe. It wasn’t really that important why really, it just mattered that he did intrigue her and he always seemed to make things a little more interesting. She didn’t like it when things got dull, because then she got bored and when she was bored her mind slipped into places she would rather not elaborate on.

“Oh I’m just getting started,” Kennedy quipped, a small smirk dashing across her lips as she let her blue eyes move over his face slowly. He grasped both of her small wrists in one of his large hands, the other moved down her hair, cupping the back ofher neck. His long fingers curled in to her silky, black hair gripping it lightly at first, but then he gave it a slight jerk. Kennedy’s lips parted and a small pleasurable gasp escaped her lips. There was nothing that turned her on more then having her hair pulled. There was just something about it, as long as it was done right, that just made her insides turn. “Sweet of you to remember…” She murmured, her head back now thanks to his dominant grasp on her hair.

His hot tongue felt nice, there was no doubt about that. She was definitely starting to enjoy this a little too much; more so then she probably should. His teeth biting in to her shoulder, made goosebumps stand up on her body. It felt good, it felt really fucking good. She liked to be bitten and she liked to bite back. For a brief moment, she wondered how the hell he knew exactly what to do to her to make her squirm, but she brushed it aside. She had to keep a tight grip on her restraints. She couldn’t let this get completely out of her control, what was the fun in that?

His hand loosened in her hair, and it slipped to her shoulder. His thumb pushed in to a very sensitive area, and she let her blue eyes snap up to meet his brown ones. His leg was now resting right between hers when he let her know that it was her turn now. It was a little bit of a challenge to tease him when she didn’t have her hands, but she would make do with what she had.

Leaning forward a little, she brushed her lips against the underside of his jaw. Smirking against his skin, she skimmed them upward until she reached his earlobe. Slowly pulling his earlobe in to her mouth, she gave it a small nibble before sucking on it, just barely. Her mouth moved back down the column of his neck, his collarbone was just barely exposed through his shirt, a small grin danced across her lips. Leaning in she let her lips move over it, her teeth joining soon there after. Kennedy’s mouth moved to the neglected side of his body and let her teeth sink in to his shoulder, much like he had done to her, biting just a little harder then he had.

Removing her teeth from his shoulder, she let her tongue smooth over the bite. But she wasn’t done, instead she moved her mouth up the column of his neck again, nipping here and there before she pulled his other earlobe in to her mouth and repeated exactly what she had done to the other. Her lips stayed close to his ear and she smiled softly, “’s your turn now…”
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[ASHTON COLE JOHNSON-WALKER]

<sup>Ashton pressed his thumb some more in that spot as she moved her lips up, her teeth nibbling at his earlobe. Part of him didnt care much for his ear being played with but another part really rather liked it. He let out a hmm'. The undecided-ness actually proved to be a good in this because it some how made it even better. For some reason being annoyed.. in a different sense, during physical stuff added to how it felt to him. He wasnt sure why and he was starting to learn this. He should have caught on before, but no one had done it right before. When he was younger and making out with girls being high or drunk or both off his ass they just annoyed him. There was no real pleasure to it. But recently things were different and maybe like taste buds, his sex preferences were changing.

Her mouth was moving down the column of his throat now and then her teeth was sinking into his skin. He sucked in a breath, his and tightening around her wrists and he bit his lip so hard he could taste the blood from it. His body pressed into hers more as he tried to keep his knees from giving out on him. He was no girl goddammit, but fuck did that feel so fucking good. He could feel the rise of his skin all the way from where she bit to his wrists. HIs fingers flexed again as she now soothed it over with her tongue. Christ... who would have thought that could feel so good. It was like.. it hurt but... it felt far too good for it to be painful. Though the underlying pain of it was still there fueling how good it felt. He really couldnt explain it. He wanted more of it.. wanted it harder, he wanted blood to be drawn. He ... was a sick sick freak wasnt he?

Ashton mentally shook his head brushing those thoughts away. She was on his collar bone now. God he loved that. The collar bone. It was one of his favorite places to visit and be visited as well. his mind went to peter and his collar bone. He chewed his lip even more, if he wasnt hard already he was definitely more so now. It was strange how just that thought affected him so much. Never had anyone been able to do that. Maybe it was because with that thought the rest of what happened that night came to thought. It was hard not to just think of one thing without the rest of it coming. He stopped, trying to focus his attention back on what he was doing. He didnt like mixing people at the same time. This was different. Peter was.... he didtn know how to explain that one especially to himself, and this.. this was a challenge.

Kennedy probably wouldnt be doing this if they hadnt started this challenge. That was the difference with challenges. Maybe she was like him. If it was a challenge he would take it as far as he needed even if it was out of his comfort zone or it was something he normally wouldnt do in the first place just because he didnt like being proven wrong. He liked to win things like that.

He felt her mouth on his other earlobe again making him hmm' again. It was his turn now.

He moved his hand from her wrists bringing them down her arms and size His other hand at her throat coming down as well and putting pressure on her sides enough to bring her shirt up enough to slip his hands under it. He stroked her skin, his blunt nails coming down over her skin with pressure. He turned then, one arm coming out to catch behind her neck the other still under her shirt bracing behind her back as he kicked his foot out under her feet intent to make her lose her balance and land to the floor, his arms there to keep her from hitting the hard surface.

He lowered her the last few inches as he straddled her, rolling his hips down on her. He dipped his head as if he was going to kiss her but he didnt. Instead he nipped at the very corner of her lips and then just barely on her lower lip before turning her head to sink his teeth into her neck again. His amr moving just a bit to grip her hair and pulling it back against the floor like he had while they were standing exposing the pale skin of her neck even more to him. He was limiting what he was doing to her. He did want to win this but at the same time he was still debating just exactly how many things he was willing to do to do that. He moved his hand from behind her, up over her side and brushed it over her breast, his fingers stroking it through the fabric of her shirt, but not giving her nipple any attention just yet. He sucked at her nick lifting his head and flicking his tongue over the and very slightly broken skin, his teeth taking in her earlobe much like she did to him. your turn. he said in a low whisper.</sup>

[KENNEDY ISOBEL TENLEY]

[/i], she thought with a simple smirk on her lips. Well, really they both were right now; it was the name of the game. Kennedy was pushing him to see just how far he’d go before he stopped. She knew how far she’d go – as far as she had too. But that was her, she was a lot different than Ashton was and that gave her all the more reason to push this – push him.

Ashton turned her head and his teeth sank in to her the skin of her neck. As he was doing this his hand moved in to her hair, pulling it back again. Kennedy couldn’t fight the sound that escaped her lips and the shot of desire that it seemed to shoot to the pit of her stomach. Damn her weakness, she didn’t know how much longer she could hold herself together, but she would try her best to keep this going – to keep pushing his buttons just right.

His mouth didn’t pull away from her neck, instead he started to suck and lick at the skin that was no doubt broken. His hand trailed up her side, brushing over her chest. Licking her lips her chest was starting to heave up and down with the erratic breathes she was taking. When he let his mouth move to her earlobe, she shivered. There was something about that, that seemed to make her stomach tighten. Her eyes closed for a brief moment, trying to grasp on to her restraints. She tried to push down the feelings that were whirling around and focus on the task at hand. It was her turn damnit and she was going to make him give in, if it was the last thing she did.

She had control over her hands now that they were on the floor. He had one hand in her hair and the other was stroking her breast though her shirt. Licking her lips she used what strength she had and managed to flip them over. She was now straddling his waist and a smirk darted across her lips, “I prefer to be on top…” She mused out loud. Kennedy moved her hips against his in a figure-eight fashion and leaned over him, her hands on either side of his face.

Dipping her head slightly, she caught his full bottom lip in her mouth and sucked on it gently, before pulling on it and nibbling with her teeth. Her mouth moved back down his throat to shower her attention on his collarbone. She licked, sucked and nipped at each side before her mouth moved to the slope of his neck where his shoulder met the long column. Grinning against his skin she bit down a lot harder than she had before, breaking the skin ever-so-slightly. She released the grip her teeth had, slowly running her tongue along the teeth marks that she left in his pale skin.[/blockquote][/size][/font][/ul]