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Post by Aly Durrand on Jul 2, 2010 1:54:51 GMT -5
It seemed as if they had reached an understanding. No more talking about that night. However, now Aly was confused. Jasper was the only thing on her mind. Not even Tyler registered at this moment. Jasper said sorry, what did it mean? Did he like her? Was there something more to it, or was she one of the few lucky ones to be that respected by Jasper. She wanted to kiss him, and feel that surge of emotion, but that might be wishful thinking. After all, he still didn't want her. Right?
Aly locked eyes with Jasper. He was blocking her exit. Some how she had ended up inside the shower and he was blocking the only exit. The water ran over her clothes and they stuck to her body. She watched Jasper undress. Her eyes roaming over his body then meeting his eyes, "You have a good idea. Keep those hands where I can see them and please, control your little friend. I know how hard it is, but please try." Her words picked carefully as she fpulled her shirt over her head. Jasper was right. It was easier to wash clothes with them off the body.
Aly started cleaning her shirt, she was in a red bra and a skirt. But the skirt came next, once Aly's shirt was cleaned off. She put it over the stall to keep it out of the water. She could feel Jasper moving behind her as she unzipped her skirt and pulled it down, stepping out of it and picking it up to wash off. "If I had known better, I would have thought this was your idea. You would enjoy someone dipped in chocolate, and locked alone in a locker room." She smirked.
Once Aly's skirt was clean she took a step back wards, but accident. Maybe. Her back was against Jasper. Some lingering chocolate on her body and his, "But I know you would never do this." She said. "You would be more creative with your women."
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Post by Jasper Hastings on Jul 2, 2010 11:31:24 GMT -5
Jasper hadn't really meant to block Aly in. He liked her being there of course, but that wasn't the intent. Had she asked him to move her would have. But instead she started to undress which he didn't exactly mind either. However, trying not to get too excited, he concentrated on washing out his shirt with soap.
He did give her a look after her comment though. It was almost as if she'd been reading his mind but he couldn't let her know that. "Aly, I think you're hot...no need to be dishonest about that, even you know you're hot...but despite that, I think I can contain myself," he told her. Only that part was a lie. Sure he could keep it down, but it was requiring a tremendous amount of effort and a lot of thinking about unattractive things that would turn him off, even in her presence.
He was nervous about taking off his pants, mostly because it would be harder to hide it if he did get hard. But so far he was doing a good job of not thinking about almost naked Aly beside him. He had to take them off though, not wanting her to see his reluctance. He did and concentrated on washing them, which was what he was doing when she bent over to take her skirt on, slightly brushing his hands with her ass. Mud...snakes...eye balls...zombies with rotten flesh! Jasper screamed the images in his mind, managing to keep control...but only just. He was going to have to get out of this shower and he was going to have to do it fast.
"As much as it is tempting to have a woman covered in chocolate, as you said earlier, it doesn't work as well with clothes on. Not to mention I'd never include myself in the getting covered part, and if that still doesn't convince you it wasn't me, the feathers should. There is absolutley nothing attractive about the feathers."
He finished washing his pants. He needed to get out. He still had chocolate on himself though. Normally this would have been the part where he'd remove his boxers but there was no way that was happening given the circumstance. She washed himself off quickly with the soap, washing his hair too, making sure to get all the chocolate out. He wasn't completely turned away from Aly as he did so but he wasn't really facing her either.
As soon as he felt clean enough...he'd still get another shower once he was home...whenever that was...he turned to Aly completely. "Looks like I'm good...I'm going to attempt to dry off," he told her, grabbing the rest of his things and heading into the bathroom area where the driers were. it was only then that he removed his boxers, washing them in the sink quickly along with his socks before he'd attempt to use the hand driers to dry off...
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Post by Aly Durrand on Jul 2, 2010 18:31:17 GMT -5
ALy just laughed, "Okay then...contain yourself." She smirked as she moved her hands back to unhook her bra. She was not about to actually do it of course, but the idea was there and was fun. She was only teasing, "In your dreams." She said laughing as she continued to wash off the chocolate. No way she was getting fully naked in front of Jasper. Aly vowed not to go down that one way road to rejection. Although it was still so tempting, to be close, get closer.
Aly had to keep thinking 'Jasper does not want me' over and over again in her head, but it did not change the butterflies in her stomach or the fantasy of feeling his lips once again on hers. God why did this man have to irk her like this. The sexual tension was electrifying. Aly could barely stand it and the only thing helping was the tiny amount of distance she was keeping, despite bumping her ass against his hand.
"Unless they are inside pillows. Or released from a pillow during a pillow fight. Those are the only times feathers should be cool> This is beyond gross." Aly pulled a few from my hair. "That brat and her little friends are going down. We can get together this weekend and talk revenge if you want?" Aly asked. Aly took the soap and washed her body down too. She looked at Jasper a few times, each time her breath catching in her throat.
She took a step forward when he turned to leave. Thank god he did. Or else she might have done something stupid. Aly needed to get a hold of herself cause the more she let Jasper get to her, the worse it would be. Aly finished and turned off the water. She headed to her locker and quickly undid the lock and opened it only to find a towel hanging there and no clothes, "Oh that Brat is really going down. She touched my clothes." Now she would have to burn them.
Aly slammed her locker shut, but wrapped the towel she did have around herself as she followed what Jasper was doing with the dryer. "She took my spare clothes. Those clothes are worth more then she will ever make." Aly grumbled. "All four of them are going down. I mean suspension, or something." Now Aly had something to focus on besides the sound of tension.
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