.: Kryn Roleplaying - (Calla and Maple) - [can be mature]

[Maple ♥]

Bryn gave him a wide eyed, almost hungry look. Her chin nodded as if to encourage him that this was all okay. That she wanted this. That she needed this. Her legs slid up around him and her arms reached slowly, so that he could watch, down to her dress to pull it over her head. When she'd removed the clothing, showing her matching set of underwear (panties xD) and bra, she bit her lip, her chest rising and falling with adrenaline. Bryn had never let Kayden look at her like this before, not even when they were little. The constant urge to be shy tried taking over her body, but she wanted to do things with him. She loved him, and wanted him to know that because she was so stupid and couldn't make him believe it with words. Her slightly shaking hands reached up to grab his shoulders and ready him to come closer to her. "I want this, Kayden," she told him, biting her lip and trying not to grind up against him too fast though her body was screaming at her to do so.    

[ᴄᴀʟʟᴀ .]

His eyes immediately went on an adventure across her body like the hobbits in lord of the rings. Every curve, every inch, every portion of her body was run over at least once. He didn't want to miss out on this sight. Sure, he had seen a lot of girls - Kayden wasn't exactly an inexperienced guy. He had long since thrown out his title as "virgin". But none of it meant as much as this did. None of it made him as crazy as this did. Seeing someone you actually cared for, loved, was different from seeing someone in your lust. This was easily more terrifying yet more provoking. His hand was trembling as he caressed the tips of his fingers against the normally forbidden skin. Sure he was nervous, but his shakiness was more about his pure excitement. He inched closer towards her, giving into her signals, and lightly ran his lips across her jaw line. Then across her neck and slowly made his way downwards until he was at the portion where her collar bones met. A breath lightly flowed out of his mouth, crossing her skin with only a small hitch, before he placed a light kiss righ there. "Are you sure?" He asked, lifting his head up slightly as his blue eyes met with hers. He had heard plenty of stories of girls regretting their first time, and he had actually been one of those regrets to a few females. Now he had learned to ask, even if he loved them as much as he did Bryn. "You want me to be your first?" (such awkward. Calla doesn't know how else to word it) Of course he could assume she was a virgin, right?

[Maple ♥]

    Bryn was nodding along with what he said, enjoying his kisses and the tingling sensation all over her body by just the most subtle touch. She was barley listening when he asked her if she wanted him to be her first time. Her eyes shot open though in realization. Oh fuck.

    She sat up on her elbows, her chest brushing against his. Bryn bit her lip so hard she thought she was going to gnaw it off. "Kayden..." she felt guilty, though she had no reason to be. Kayden had been out of her life, she'd moved on... Thought she wished he could've been her first time. "This isn't uh-" she couldn't find the words to make it less awkward so she just blurted it out. "I'm not a virgin, Kayden," she winced a little, waiting for his reaction.

[ᴄᴀʟʟᴀ .]

Talk about boner killer. 

"What?" He muttered in response as he shifted his body upwards, away from hers - the gap creating a cold and almost visible gap of air between them. His eyes were wider than they were before - less passionate and more shocked. Bryn was supposed to be a virgin. She was supposed to be the perfect little angel she had always been. Never changing even though everything around her did. So when she spoke, it sent an arrow right through his heart - and through his pants too. Bye bye pocket rocket. 

Sure, the whole idea was hypocritical. A guy like Kayden, long since tossing his v-card in the trash, getting upset that Bryn had lost hers as well. But he was supposed to be the only "tainted" one. He was supposed to guide her through this experience and make it more special that way. Not just two people trying to appease a feeling they had already felt. 

That wonderful feeling that came from her touch had fizzled to a disappointing end. He lifted his hips away from hers, only widening the gap between their bodies. Sure, he was still hovering over her with arms to each of her sides. But now they acted more of a barricade - something to stop her from escaping from his questions. "Who was your first?" He asked blatantly. Now that previous look on his face was completely gone. Nothing comprehensible took over his features except the stone coldness in his gaze. 

[Maple ♥]

    Bryn swallowed roughly, biting her lip up at him. The cold air pressing between them was enough to make her body squirm with embarrassment. She felt naked, and trapped under neath the only person she wanted so badly. But now his gaze was cold and uninviting and she felt super exposed. "He wasn't important Kayden," she murmured, reaching for some of the blankets to cover herself up with, suddenly feeling cold and timid. Her heart was still beating at a fast pace as she tried to avoid his eyes, though it was super hard since he was leaning over her. "Don't be mad at me," she begged, then realized she shouldn't be sorry. He shouldn't be mad at her. He'd left her, abandoned her and she got lonely. So of course she was going to try and find something to fill that gap of horrible feelings, though it never did in the end. She'd had sex thinking it would help, but it honestly made her feel worse. Her first time had been awfully uncomfortable and rough, because the guy didn't know she was a virgin and she hadn't told him until it was too late. But guilt over the whole ordeal was flooding into her cheeks in a blush. 

[ᴄᴀʟʟᴀ .]

Kayden once again shifted his body, furthering the gap between them. "Oh." He muttered, furrowing his brow as he glanced at the sheets she was beginning to use as cover, "So I'll just be another guy that isn't important in a year?" He questioned. Every word came out of his mouth like hot lava - angry and deadly. Sure, his anger was misguided and confusing. He didn't exactly have a good reason, nor a right, to be mad at her. But he ws and he coudn't shake it off. All those emotions from earlier were flattened like a pancake. Finally, he had lifted his body off top of her. He removed his hands from each side of her neck, destroying the barricade, and sat up so he butt was pressed against the sheets lining the bottom of the car. His lets sat awkwardly in front of him, not sure what to do. He didn't dare look at her.

[Maple ♥]

Bryn's mouth opened, taken aback. She sat up herself against the car's window. "No! Of course not. Wait," her face turned a bit darker, that wall she had built up suddenly shaking to reform. "Are you calling me a slut?" she whispered, shock at his accusation making her mind reel. The one person she'd trusted enough to give herself up to, and full of love, was lifting his lip in disgust. No. She didn't need this from him. Not another bully, and especially one she held so dearly to her heart. 

Before she knew what she was doing, she was reaching down for her dress, gathering her purse and shoes as well. She didn't even care. She needed to get out. Away from him. Away from what she feared so deeply it gutted her like a fish. Rejection. And especially coming from Kayden. 

Her fist unhitched the door handle so she could stumble out, holding her things and still half dressed. The cool air sent immediate shivers all over her body and her breath fogged in the night time air. Bryn didn't even look at him when she slammed the door to leave him behind. She'd walk home if she needed to, though it probably wasn't the smartest choice when she looked like a hooker and it was about thirty degrees outside. Yet, her heels began to clip clop on the pavement as she stomped away from the only person she wished would offer her open arms.

{ So. I'm assuming this is their fight?? Or maybe not?? Lol }

[ᴄᴀʟʟᴀ .]

Kayden was obviously taken back by her sudden accusation. He had been offended, but in no way thought she was a slut - anything less than perfect. "No." He muttered, confused, as the door was slammed just inched from his face. The wind created by it moved some of his hair and sent a harsh shiver down his bare back. Okay. So now he was just angry. It wasn't long before he came scrambling out of his car and followed after her. Every single one of his steps were heavy and slapped the ground with a flop. "Well people will get the wrong message if you go running around the streets like this!" He roared. It took him only a little to catch up to the half-naked Bryn - who was in heels. Cold air was wrapped around him like a sweater (how ironic) and sending his body into random shivers and shake. Even his hand shook as he grabbed her upper arm. He still managed to get a firm grip on her though - enough to pull her back a little towards him. "Not to mention you'll freeze to death." If someone could easily see this parking lot, they would have looked like a mess. Both half naked and yelling at each other.

[Maple ♥]

    Bryn was jerked back by him, her face contorted with anger. "Let me go Kayden!" she snapped in his face, strands of her hair flailing as she tried to get away from his grip. She didn't need his worrying and didn't want to see him at all. His hold on her bicep was shaky but strong and it was hard for her to pull away. Her purse dropped to the ground, spilling its contents onto the street. She glared up at him with anger filled blue eyes, almost like daggers if they could be described as something. Being bullied didn't bother her, unless it was him. And especially when she'd given everything up to him, thinking he'd accept her. She was not the perfect angel he thought her out to be; she'd been a bad girl once. It infuriated her that he was angry she wasn't a virgin and more so that he'd reacted how he had. Finally, she tugged her arm from him, stumbling a way a little and reaching down to grab her things, bare back and booty exposed to the world, though no one was around. She hoped Kayden liked the sight because it wasn't going to last long, because she was leaving. 

[Amber]

//rings doorbell//
Amber: Kayden. You are a hypocrite.
A jealous hypocrite at that. Hmph

[ᴄᴀʟʟᴀ .]

Kayden's state between arousal and anger that mixed inside of him almost started to make him feel sick. For one, he wanted to pounce and ravage her body (in a good way); but on the other side, he wanted to scream and yell obscenities to get Bryn to actually listen. This had all turned into a huge mess he hadn't intended it to be. "Just get in the fucking car, Bryn." He muttered, his brow still furrowed and eyes moving around from her ass to the items spilled on the ground. "You can't walk the streets like a dumped hooker" Okay, maybe the wrong word choice - but he was angry, upset, and the way Bryn reacted wasn't helping. As much as his conscious told him to help her pick up the stuff, his little pocket buddy was telling him to stay right where he was - and keep this amazing view he had. He bit the inside of his cheek halfway as an output for his anger, and halfway as an output for how turned on he was getting. God what a hypocritical mess he was. Screw being a guy. Screw Bryn walking around in her sexy underwear. Fuck this. Fuck everything.

[Maple ♥]

    Bryn was shaking from cold and anger as she scooped up the rest of her things into her purse. "You know what Kayden," she glanced up at him, pressing her lips together in frustration. "You're a fucking hypocrite, you know that?" her arms spanned out on both side of her, her purse dangling on her shoulder now. "You've hooked up with tons of girls and never regretted a single one of them; they were nothing to you." She stepped closer to him, pressing her finger into his chest. "You aren't allowed to accuse me of something I had to do. I had to have sex. You want to know why?" he bottom lip trembled, shaking her head at him to make sure no tears came, but the crack in her voice gave it away. "Because I couldn't wait for you. It was too unbearably lonely in my hell of a world, and I was still waiting for you to sweep me off of my feet. So you know what? I got a little impatient," she spat through gritted teeth, backing up from his face to start walking away again. Before she did, her finger pointed to her wrist and thighs were hundreds of scars were lining them. "And a little tired of waiting for the Prince Charming who would never come and the family I didn't have anymore." Now she just threw down her dress at his feet and began walking off, her breath pooling in the breeze and her body shaking so bad it was hard to walk without stumbling. Fuck the cold. Fuck this. Fuck everything. 

[ᴄᴀʟʟᴀ .]

Well, Ouch. 

Every poke to his chest felt like a dagger's tip being pressed deeper and deeper into his chest. And boy did that get his blood boiling. Let's not even mention the scars that now blatantly stuck out in front of him - Calla doesn't want to give poor old Kayden a heart attack by making him think of that. He took in a deep breath of air, puffing his chest up as the freezing cold filled up his lungs. That was needed to cool down his rapidly heating face. "You're right Bryn!" He yelled, his face breaking out into a hysterical smile, "Those broads meant nothing to me! Not a single, fucking, thing." His body stood in place, no longer shaking from the cold but from the pure acid dripping in his veins. One of his broad hands was sprawled across his chest right over his heart. "I was doing them a courtesy. Because they had begged so much for me to fill that gap in them left over from their daddy issues." Kayden had to take a moment to catch his breath. Every muscle in his body was twitching now - he wasn't holding back nor censoring himself. "And you're acting just like those daddy-less sluts -" He paused and dropped his hand to his side, voice at full volume now, "Like an emotional, parent-less whore." When he was done he turned around for a moment to catch himself from sputtering out more things he would definitely regret later. His fingers flew to his hair and he pushed back some of the now damp strands. "Now if you want to have a moment of class, it's your last chance to get your ass into the fucking car." While his other hand was busy with his hair, he used one to motion towards the car behind him as his eyes shifted over towards Bryn's ass. It quickly moved off of it and towards the back of his hair. Fuck that feeling of arousal from earlier, he was just pissed off.

[Maple ♥]

Bryn's body tensed at his words, whisking around to look at him in shock. She didn't think he under stood how much his words stabbed her in the chest, and she also doubted he meant half of what he said. But she was too angry to think about his side of the story. And hurt. Man those words had cut deep. 

Her body shivered in the cold, and she knew the logic of her escape, which was bleak looking, thought she didn't want to admit it. She wished that some how she could just be home and wouldn't have to face Kayden for the rest of the night. Bryn was silent as she took long strides back to Kayden, her hair flowing out behind her. She looked pissed, felt broken, and definitely didn't want to face him. But the words spewed out like venom. 

"You really don't think about anyone but yourself! You're a selfish jackass and a huge fucking..." she didn't want to say it, but she was so hurt it came out along with tears. "Prick of a man." She didn't mean it, but knew it would sting. Her sad eyes moved over him, taking in the form she loved so much and cared for so dearly. Maybe they weren't meant to be. Maybe Kayden hadn't changed at all and was just like his old self, giving what was necessary in order to get what he wanted in return. Her hand flew out, smacking into his hard bicep. "And don't you ever bring my parents up like that again. They left me. Were ripped from my god damned hands," she gazed down at her shaking palms, her eyes squinting to rid of the tears that flowed down her face. "But you left me willingly. Don't forget that," she pointed a finger in his face again. 

Now she was just a mess of snot and tears and hot breath billowing into the air. Before she walked away, she looked him dead in the eyes. "You haven't changed. One. Bit."

And then she started for the car as fast she could, covering her face angrily at the crying she couldn't stop. Her comebacks hadn't been that gut wrenching, and she doubted Kayden would even be fazed. But his had hurt her more than she could mend. And after he dropped her off for the last time, she didn't want to see him ever agian.

[ᴄᴀʟʟᴀ .]

"And you have too much." He hissed as she began her naked prance back towards the car. Normally, he would have been proud that he saved Bryn from possibly being hurt from walking the streets like that - but he was too angry to feel anything else. To think of anything else. The clicking of her heels rang in his ear like a time bomb waiting to go off. Every click. Every damn click sent more shivers of anger through his mind and right down to his spine. Tonight wasn't supposed to be like this. It was supposed to be a wonderful experience for the both of them and now it was to shit. 

His muscles twitched one last time right before he swung down and picked her dress off the ground. Then started to make his way towards the car. Every movement was rough - too rough. He opened the door too roughly. He placed his ass in the seat too roughly. He threw the dress over at Bryn too roughly. "Here." He hissed as he switched his focus onto starting the car again. His blue eyes didn't dare look over at her. They couldn't bare the sight of her almost naked appearance. Of the appearance riddled with scars caused by him. "Cover yourself up." Every word was thrown like a rock in silence - but then the engine came to life and he went screeching out of the parking space. Fuck seat belts. Fuck speed limits. Fuck stop signs. He just went for it, angrily turning this way and that. Basically driving like any furious person would on an empty street in the middle of the night.

For now he was just letting his rage hold back all other emotions he would definitely feel later.

And boy would he feel them later.

When they came up to her aunt's house, he came to another screeching halt. This time it wasn't in fear, but in anger - obviously. It was right in front of her lawn. He didn't bother to be nice and go up her driveway. He wasn't in the mood for that. He didn't even bother putting the car in park. All he did was tear his eyes off the windshield and glare at Bryn. "Get out." He muttered before quickly shifting his eyes to his lap. After that trip, he was finally starting to come off his high of adrenaline. Possibly starting to feel bad.