►►The Arsonist Football Player
Let's Play With Fire◄◄
Austin smiled the embrace, so warm and sweet. Though, it made him laugh mentally how excited the redhead could get. His arms wrapped around her petite waist, returning the sticky kiss that gave him a ring of lip loss over his mouth. The football player watched as his girlfriend traced her fingers over his lips while giggling. "Oh really now?" He grinned at her before they kissed again. The way Steph lips tasted were actually nice even though coated with artificial flavor. The gloss always felt a little too sticky to him after they parted, smacking his lips together and licking it away. The kiss itself was always just right. She knew him so well it was almost embarrassing. What gloss tasted best, where to kiss him, and so much more that could drive a guy wild. If he paid that much attention to all over her wants, they'd probably be having sex in between classes. Austin was trying though, but Steph was so energetic and spicy that he always felt one step behind her, holding her up.
The tall teenager was pulled by his hand to the bench, taking the seat beside her. He could tell she was tired by the way she leaned on him and spoke. The fact was he was pretty tired too. Lately coach was very testy and harder on the team then usual, making them runs laps for messing up a play no matter how small the detail. He wouldn't tell her that of course, it was her turn to relax and let her worries float away upon him. And he didn't mind when it meant they could be so close and be content for the moment. "Of course I will, but don't expect me to carry you to class... unless you're really nice too me." Austin chuckled, running his fingers through her long hair and pecking a kiss the top of her head. Moments like this were the best. No problems, just two people in what teenagers call love.
Curious to her movement, Austin straightened up his posture and watched as she brought their bodies close. True, they had sex before but sometimes when her redish hair was so close to him he had to keep himself back. It got to the point where he would see Steph in the dream every so often, her warm coloured hair splayed every where while they lay under the firey curtains. It was romantic in its own little way. But like hell if he'd tell anybody. As he started to relax again with her around him he tensed after her question. "I was just... around. Y'know, getting my kid brother to help me with clac class."
