The Princess and the Surfer boy

[elizabethlivingsto]

The entire weekend was still so surreal for Ben. First he'd met that girl...Liz...who was well, interesting to say the least, adn then there had been the whole thing with Eden and Jett. He didn't really want to think about his sister right now. He still didn't know what to do about it all and he was actually stressed out about it...and Ben never stressed out. He was the chill guy who just went with things and never cared. But when it came to his sister, he did care, and the fact that his best friend had taken her virginity and then continued to sleep with her behind his back...all and all, not cool.

Ben needed to get his mind off of it all. He thought back to Liz at the mall and the short time they'd spent walking on the beach. She was like no girl he'd ever met before and he wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing yet, but he was interested, despite himself. And, she seemed like the perfect distraction for his current situation.

Dressed in a pair of plaid Volcom shorts and a Quiksilver T-shirt, he walked barefoot acroos his house and to his room where his cell phone was. He'd saved her number there. He sat down on his bed and grabbed the phone, scrolling down his list of contacts until her name popped up. He hit the call button and waited as it rang.

Liz had only been up for about two hours at the very most by this point. She'd allowed herself to sleep in ungodly late after her date with Felipe the night before. She was honestly surprised that he had not called her this morning, or maybe she had misread the signs from the hot Brazilian? The Brit had gotten up and showered, though now she was still only dressed in a black satin robe that barely reached midthigh.

She was curled into a lounge chair, one of her salon servants sitting on a small stool at her feet, reworking the Lady's pedicure. Her cell sat on the table next to her, and when it rang, Liz reached over to pick it up.

"Speak..." She stated.

"Hey," he said, when she finally answered. "It's Ben...from the other day..."

An interesting sort of smile curled the corners of her mouth as she recognized the male voice on the other end. "Well hello love..what can I do you for this morning?"


She was a little scary really, and Ben wasn't usually afraid of girls. But the way she'd answered the phone...Speak...normal people didn't do that...did that? Maybe it was British thing. But it wasn't that it turned him off or anything. She completely intrigued him despite the whole Princess attitude, and that was what scared him. Ben hated girls like that. It was annoying. But there was something about her...perhaps it was still the daring things she'd said the other day. Who knew. All Ben knew was that he was glad when her voice lightened and she seemed happy to be hearing from him. It was much less intimidating.

"Oh...I was just, well, wondering if you wanted to go out," he said. She had told him to call and ask her out...so that was what he was doing. He wasn't always up on all those rules when it came to dating that some girls (and he was pretty sure that included Liz) followed. Normally he just hung out with a girl and it was all very casual. He wasn't really aware of the proper ways to do things at all.

Liz leaned back in her chair, crossing one long bare leg over the other, which irritated the young girl working on her pedicure, but she said nothing, just went back to work. Resting her head against the back of the chair, Liz let her eyes close but a smile danced on her lips. "I'd definitely jump at the chance to get out of the house for a bit...anything specific in mind?" She asked the blond surfer type on the other end of the mobile line. Spencer would be gone all day with meetings, so she had free reign and could do anything she wanted to.

"Or you could come over here and we can watch movies or something." The accented voice suggested, keeping ideas open. "But yeah, I'd like to do something..."

Ben's body relaxed a bit at her suggestions. He was glad that she seemed down for more chill things. He'd been a little worried that she'd demand somewhere fancy which wasn't really Ben's style. He didn't like dressing up or anything like that and usually only did so when he absolutely had to, and even then he would try and get out of it.

"Well, I haven't eaten lunch yet, have you? Want me to pick up food and I can head over and we could watch a movie or something?" he asked. That actually sounded like a perfect sort of date to him. "What would you like to eat?" he asked.

"Nope, haven't really eaten anything yet.." Liz answered, shooing her salon girl away with her foot gently as she was finished. The Brit mentally began going through her closet to see what she could wear for this afternoon in. "I'm not super picky about what I eat, just no onions or garlic unless you do the same." There were few things worse then getting into a lovely lip lock with someone who tasted like onions or garlic when you didn't.

She stood from her chair, doing that sort of side penguin walk thing as her toes were still wet, heading over to her closet. "What are you in the mood for?" She asked, opening the large heavy oak wardrobe doors.

No onions or garlic. Ben grinned, realizing she was talking about kissing. He'd sort of been in the mood for a burrito but decided that all those beans might not be a good idea either. "I can just grab a pizza or something," he offered, figuring that pizza was always a safe choice. "What toppings do you like?" he asked.

His stomach took that moment to growl loudly and he was glad that he was on the phone so Liz couldn't hear that. He stood up, scanning his room for his flip flops figuring he'd head out right away. He sort of wanted to get out of the house anyway. His mom was home and whenever she was she always tried to get them all to bond, which Ben thought was lame. If she really wanted to bond she'd spend more time at home. So, usually Ben tried to avoid the house when his mother was actually around.

"Pepperoni, mushrooms, olives, bacon, any of those are good.." Liz replied, running through the hung up clothing. Then again, she could actually probably just answer the door as she was and give Ben a good old show, but she didn't wanna kill the poor guy. "I suppose you need the address as well huh?" She grinned,

It was strange. Most guys that she allowed to take her out did what Fefe did last night, wined and dined her at a posh eatery, and make no mistake, she loved being spoiled. But the time yesterday morning, just walking on the beach with Ben, it had been nice too, relaxed. She gave him the address, telling him to just park whereever in the huge circular driveway, throwing clothes across the closet as she tried to find something to wear.

"Cool," Ben said, glad that she liked a lot of toppings. He pretty much woul eat anything except for anchovies and peppers. He wasn't a fan of peppers. "Yeah, I do," he said when she mentioned the address. He grabbed the first pen he saw which was a blue crayola marker and jotted the address and the pizza toppings on the back of his hand so he wouldn't forget them. "I'm gonna head out now," he told her. He was hungry after all.

After they said their byes, Ben located his flip flops and keys and headed out of the house. He called a pizza place that he knew was on the way to where she lived and called and ordered ahead, getting a pizza with all of the toppings she'd mentioned. He wasn't too familiar with Beverly Hills, mostly because he normally had no reason to go there, but he was familiar enough that he found his way no problem.

He didn't really hesitate at the size of her house at all, because he had a huge house himself, plus growing up around celebrities, he'd pretty much seen it all as least in terms of big houses in LA. He parked his jeep in the circular driveway and walked up to the front door with the pizza in hand and rang the bell.

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Liz had finally settled on an outfit. She'd gone with a pair of black shorts, denim and pretty damn short, paired with a soft, pretty silk charmeause handkerchief halter top in a dark purple, the material hugging her curves nicely. Her hair was down and loose, her feet bare and just the smallest hint of makeup on her features. It was a casual look..for her anyway.

Most of the servants had the day off, so when the bell rang, Liz bounced down the stairs and pulled the door open, a smile evident on her face. "damn, the pizza delivery guys in this town are hot.." She trailed off, moving out of the way to let Ben inside. "glad you called actually, was starting to wonder what I might do with myself today."

Ben smiled when she opened the door. His blue eyes drifted over her, checking her out as nonchalantly as a boy could. "Yeah, didn't I tell you, this is my weekend job," he teased about delivering the pizza. He shrugged when she said she was glad he'd called. "Yeah, I didn't have much planned either," he admitted. "Went surfing this morning but after that I didn't really have plans," he told her.

He followed her into the house, looking around a bit as he walked inside. "So you want to eat, then watch a movie? Or eat and watch a movie?" he asked, waiting her to take the lead since he obviously wasn't familiar with where everything was in her house.

"Well then...remind me to tip you really well later..." Liz teased him, closing the door once he was inside. "Never surfed, not fond of ocean water..it's dirty and salty...and you get sand in..interesting..places." She smirked over at him right then.

"I figured we could eat while we watch a movie..come up...upstairs.." The dark haired beauty turned and walked up a large marbel staircase, knowing that Ben likely had a lovely view of her ascending backside, and that was fine with her! They reached the second floor and then dark a semi dark hallway, Liz pushing open a set of doors at the end of it.

The room was huge, a large wrought iron bed set in the middle of one wall. The linens, carpet and curtains were all done in blacks, silvers and purples. The room was neat. Across from the foot of the bed was a large armoire with its top doors open, revealing a good 40someodd inch flatscreen TV. The drawers beneath held DVD's, music CD's and other entertainment items.

The room itself smelled of roses but no flowers were visible, it was just the room and Liz herself. A slightly open door to one side revealed a darkened bathroom.

"Make yourself comfortable.." liz grinned, closing the bedroom door for privacy before crawling up on her huge cal king bed. "Movies are in the drawers under the TV, your choice."

Ben grinned when she mentioned the tipping thing. He wasn't exactly sure what she meant, but he knew that whatever she had planned was probably a good thing. But he had little time to really contemplate what her idea of tipping was as he was completely in shock and awe to learn she didn't like ocean water. Never surfing was one thing...but not liking ocean water? Ben practically lived in the ocean.

"Really...but you've been in the ocean before right? I love the ocean. I surf pretty much every day as long as it isn't like raining, but it doesn't rain much here anyway," he said. "But I could like live on the ocean...there was this place in Fiji I went when I was younger where we stayed in these like bungalows that were in the ocean. You had to either take a boat or swim to the shore. It was freakin' sweet," he said. "I usually swam. If I could have any house it would be like that," he said enthusiastically about the ocean. Ben really did love anything that involved beach, ocean, and surfing. "You really should try surfing sometime. I bet you'd like it if you tried," he told her.

She went on to say they'd eat and watch the movie upstairs and Ben nodded and followed her. He had no problem checking out her ass as they headed up the stairs. It was sort of nice because he didn't really have to pretend like he wasn't looking or anything. Once upstairs he took make yourself comfortable to heart and plopped down on the bed with the pizza.

"Oh, I can pick," he said about the movie getting up to look. "Sweet, Fight Club," he said, holding up the DVD. "Haven't watched this one in awhile," he said, locating her DVD player and popping it in. He then made his way back to the bed and plopped back down in a half laying position on his side, but still propped up on his elbow so he could eat. He opened up the box of pizza and grabbed a slice. "I was so starving," he admitted with a grin, looking over at her.

Liz grabbed the remote out of a small drawer in her nightstand and turned the tv and the dvd player on, starting the movie. "it's been ages for me too." She answered, stretching out next to Ben with a pillow curled under her chest so she could eat as well without making a mess. She let her feet cross at the ankles, wavering back and forth slightly in the air.

Her reasons for not liking ocean water were more then just the toxicity of it, but the hidden fact of her parents plane accident, it had been over ocean waters, and it had set a fear into the girl. Liz carefully took a slice of pizza, taking a bite and chewing slowly as she turned to watch the movie.

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"Cool," Ben commented, "I made a good choice then." Ben continued on his first slice, devouring it and then continuing to devour 3 more slices. He was a 16 year old boy after all so he tended to have a rather large appetite even though there wasn't once ounce of fat on him. He reached for a 5th slice, his eyes focused on the movie, smiling at the parts he especially liked.

"Think I'm finally full," he said lightly, tossing his last piece of crust back into the box, deciding he couldn't finish it although he'd ate the crust on the other slices. It was at this point that he moved his body into a more relaxing lying down position, glancing over at Liz for a moment to make sure she was comfortable. He wondered if he should be talking more given that they still didn't know each other too well, but at the same time he didn't want to be annoying by talking during the movie either.

Liz was...amused to say the least. Ben could put some serious food away. By the time he had piece number five, Liz had only had her second, and that was more then enough for her for right now. "Are you sure?" She asked, a grin curling her lips. "I think there might be some dinosaur ribs or something in the kitchen if you need it.." There was a definite teasing note to her voice and her eyes glittered playfully.

This was nice, just..relaxing. Ben didn't seem to expect much of anything from her and it felt good to just kick back, no pressure. "Oh...yeah.." She stated a few minutes later, Liz carefully got up and kinda..climbed over Ben's back to get into a small hidden cabinet in the other nightstand on the other side of the bed. Opening it, she pulled out a pair of soda bottles, moving back to hand him one.

"Dinosaur ribs...well if you have dinosaur ribs I might have to take you up on that," Ben teased back easily. He was good when it came to that sort of thing because that's the relationship he had with most of his close friends as well as his sister. He teased them, they teased him. It was always a casual sort of teasing of course, no harmful words were ever exchanged, just fun and meaningless for the most part.

Ben glanced up at her with a smirk on his face as she climbed over him...sort of seductively. Was she doing that on purpose? Oh wait, this was the girl who said she wanted to lick him on their first meeting. Yeah, she was doing this on purpose. "Thanks," Ben said, taking the soda bottle, although he was more concentrated on looking down her shirt since he could see it as she handed him the bottle.

As she moved away from him, Ben pushed himself up into a sitting position of the bed and took one long gulp of the soda before putting it on the nightstand beside him. "So, is this what your normally do on the weekends?" he asked, figuring he'd take this opportunity to get to know her a bit better.

Liz had caught him checking out the front of her shirt. Let him look. Liz was not shy about her body at all, so if he wanted to see more..all he had to do was ask or do something himself. "no." She replied quietly laying out on her back, kinda looking at the tv upside down. Liz stretched an arm down to set the soda on the floor carefully. "I've only been here in town a few weeks at most..and my first few weekends did not involve anything this fun." She told him honestly. She'd dealt with funeral stuff, moving, unpacking etc. Not fun.

"back home, my weekends were spent running around Paris or Madrid if the fancy hit, or staying at school and having parties, dances or whatnot. Getting into trouble.." She grinned slightly, resting one hand under her head and the other on her flat, toned abdomen gently. "Other then surfing..what do you do on weekends?"

"Oh that's cool. It must be pretty cool living so close to all those countries...you can just sort of go on whim and it isn't too far," he commented. He'd traveled around Europe quite a bit in his youth so he remembered that things were less spread out there than they were in the US. I mean here we could probably do a quick weekend to San Diego or San Francisco, Veges, or even Portland or Seattle isn't too bad, but it would be way cooler if we could go to other countries on whim. I mean we do have Mexico...but that's Mexico," Ben said, although Cabo was nice, most of it was kind of...well, not nice.

"Yeah...I kind of just surf and hang out with friends...lots of beach bonfires, that sort of thing," he said with a shrug. "Usually whatever I do involved the beach," he admitted. "It's not like I'm opposed to leaving it, I just...I guess I just like it best," he said, looking over at her and smile. She really did look quite pretty and that wasn't something that had been missed by Ben, but he wasn't the type of guy to just jump any pretty girl in front of him either. In fact, Ben tended to be very laid back when it came to girls, often missing out due to lack of effort on his part, a big contribution to his lack of experience, but he'd never really thought of it that way.

Liz smiled, not one of those plastered on fake *get me out of here* smiles, but a soft, sweet smile. Fefe had seen a few of them the night before, and now Ben was being graced with one. "I loved living in London..the history, the people..I miss it." She said softly. "Now you say we..do you mean we as your family and friends or we as in you and me?" She asked, lifting an eyebrow over at him.

"There's nothing wrong with having a spot that is yours..where you are most comfortable.." Liz told him. Right now, she seriously lacked that one place. It used to be both her London home and Winterhaven..but here..she felt...helpless and found herself struggling to get a grip on anything. He had smiled down at her and Liz, being impulsive as she was, moved up to lean back on her hands instead of laying down, and quickly kissed his lips gently. Now she was actually expecting the beach boy to freak, but if he didnt, good for him.

Ben paused when she asked about the trips. He'd more met 'we' in general. "I'm...well...I meant....I mean, we could, if you wanted to," he said. He still didn't know her all that well but a trip could always be fun...especially a quick weekend get away. He'd never done that sort of thing with any girl that wasn't his sister before, but he supposed there was a first time for everything. At least he couldn't see any harm in it at the moment. "Have you ever been to any of those places?" he asked.

Ben was about to comment more on his love of the beach in general when she kissed him. It was very quick, so quick that it left his lips wanting more. They slowly curled into a smile as he glanced over at her, before leaning over and pressing his lips against her's, hoping this kiss would last a bit longer this time.

Liz smiled. "I saw the airport for Vegas once as we changed planes to head up to Tahoe once." She answered lightly, tossing long dark hair back behind her shoulders and letting it trail loose to the bed. "A weekend away from this place sounds beyond amazing." She told him. "Let me know if you are up for it..and we can see what happens.."

He hadn't freaked like she thought he might, in fact, he had leaned in and gone for another kiss. Liz found herself smiling against his lips, her body turning to she was slightly more one one hip and one hand, the other kinda snaking around Ben's neck gently and up through the back of his blond hair. Liz deepened the kiss slowly, her tongue gently tracing the edges of his lips slowly.

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"Yeah, Tahoe is pretty sweet," Ben said. "My dad has a cabin up there, usually go up there a few times in the winter and snowboard," he said. "See, I do do other things that aren't surfing," he said with a grin. Okay, so snowboarding still involved being on a board but it was still completely different than surfing and being out in the snow was certainly nothing like the beach. "Uh...yeah," he said about a weekend away. He was still a little hesitant since it was a very couple thing to do and he wasn't sure he was ready for anything like that but at the same time he sort of thought it would be fun. "Let me know what you want to do...I'm sure we can figure something out," he assured her.

Ben was glad when she didn't pull away. In fact she deepened the kiss. The movie was still playing in the background, but he kind of didn't care about the movie anymore. He was a 16 year old boy after all, and while he was still a virgin and it might have been awhile since he was really with a girl at all, he'd still made out with quite a few and had the kissing thing down. He slowly parted his lips as he continued to kiss her.

"Your father has a cabin at the lake?" Liz asked, grinning. "Me too...only it's mine..daddy gifted it to me when I turned 16 last year." She smiled, fondly remembering the light in her fatehr's eyes when he had told her he had bought the cabin they'd stayed at for a few weeks that winter season. How much she had loved it. "See..I never got snowboarding..or sking...why would someone want to thr hurl their body down a mountain at death like speeds..only to go up and do ti again?" She grinned teasingly.

She felt his lips part slowly, which was an invite for her. Her fingers tightened slightly into his hair as her tongue gently darted out to taste him, slowly dancing along his own before retreating as she taunted him, silently teased him into seeing if he would give more.

"Yeah, it's pretty cool," he said. "Oh its your's now? I guess things work differently in England," he said. "Here we can't really own anything until we're 18 unless you're like emancipated or whatever but that only happens on TV I think," he said. "Really, you've never tried either?" he asked, looking at her with wide, surprised eyes. "I need to get you out more," he said with a grin. "Clearly you don't see the fun in it because you've never done it before. What do you do up there anyway if you don't snowboard or ski?" he asked.

"Daddy put my name on the deed along with his, and since he and mom are gone.." she paused for a moment. "its all mine now..I own property all over the world actually...no big deal I suppose." No..not really anyway. "I go up to relax..shop..enjoy myself in front of a fire.." She grinned.

He could feel her body against his, her fingers tangled in his hair. He liked this...missed this feeling...it was definitely good. She seemed to be pushing for more, which was something Ben could do. He supposed he normally moved slower than most guys but mostly because he just didn't want to come off as an uber creeper or anything. But if she wanted more....

Ben wrapped his arms around her waist as they kissed, pulled her on top of him. As his body fell against the bed, his keys and a bag of weed fell out of his pockets, since they were two things he usually had in his pockets. Along with his wallet of course but that was safer in the back pocket of his shorts. "Oops," he said pulling away for a second, just to toss the keys and weed onto the nightstand, not really thinking much of it. He leaned in to kiss her again.

Liz giggled as she found herself being pulled up onto his lap, a position she rather enjoyed. Falling forward as he fell back, Liz smiled, tossing her hair to one side. The kiss was broken as Ben spoke, moving to toss his keys and a small bag to her nightstand. "is that?" She asked, placing soft, butterfly like kisses along his lips and chin slowly.

Ben stopped at her question. "Oh um...yeah," he said. "I usually have weed with me," he admitted. "That's okay...right?" he asked. Ben was not by any means shy about the fact that he smoked. Yes, it was illegal but he honestly didn't see anything wrong with that. His parents smoked weed too--not as much as he or is sister did--but they still smoked, so he'd grown up with the notion that it was okay. Still, you never knew how others were going to take it.

Liz pondered this new thing for a moment, tilting her head and looking at the bag, and then at Ben himself for a moment. She had never touched the stuff before in her life, but never begrudged anyone else that did it. "Oh..I suppose its alright.." she teased him, nipping at his jawling for a moment. "If you share once in a while.."

Ben grinned. Now she was talking. As much fun as making out was...making out while high was way better. But then in Ben's opinion, very few things weren't made better by a bit of weed. The boy was quite a pot head really. It was surprising he hadn't smoked before coming over, although that had been due to the whole hungry thing. If he'd smoked before eating, he would have been serious about eating dinosaur ribs if she had them. "I'll roll one up," he said, sitting up slightly with her still on his lap. He grabbed a rolling paper and used the nightstand to roll up a joint. He pulled a lighter out of his other pocket and lit up and took a hit, blowing the smoke past Liz before leaning in to give her another quick kiss. "Here ya go," he said, passing her a joint so she could do the same.

This was definitely something new for Liz, but what the hell...it never hurt anyone...at least not while they were in a bedroom, locked away from the world. She pressed down on his lap firmly as he sat up to roll one of the papers. Green eyes watched him, almost fascinated really. "I've never.." She admitted, taking the joint from him carefully so that they did not lose ash onto the bedcovers. Wasn't any harder then smoking a fag she supposed, so she took the hit slowly, feeling the smoke roll slowly over her tongue. The Brit exhaled a moment later, holding up the joint to Ben, her eyes on him.

It never occurred to Ben that Liz wasn't a smoker. Mostly because she'd asked if he'd share. When she admitted it was her first time smoking he just smiled waiting for her to take her first hit. "Well, glad I broke your weed virginity," he teased, "but if that's really the case, I'm not going to let you have too much this time...don't want you getting sick on me or anything," he said. He honestly wasn't sure if that could happen or not, but he knew that it was still better to not take too much if it was your first time smoking. He took two more hits, already feeling that familiar high he loved so much coming over him, making the already relaxed boy even more chill. "You want another hit or are you good?" he asked with a slow smile across his lips. Weed and a pretty girl...life didn't get much better than this.

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She nodded slowly. "Yep, you popped my weed cherry...was it good for you too?" She asked, taking the joint and getting one more slow drag from it before handing it back to the blond. She had not desire to end up getting sick everywhere. There was a feeling, a warm sort of floaty tingly heavy feeling that washed over her slowly, she liked it. "I think I'm good.." She answered carefully, making sure that she could form the right words with her mouth. "no..I'm good.." She sort of snorted, which turned into a giggle. "Now..what were we doing when the weed monster interrupted us?"

Ben grinned. "Oh yeah, so good," he teased, taking the joint back from her. Maybe she was done but he still wanted a few more hits. After all, he smoked pretty much every day, usually more than once, so the blond stoner boy could certainly handle a lot. He took two more hits deciding he was good for now. He stubbed the rest of the ashes out onto one of his rolling papers...so he wouldn't make a mark on the desk. "Weed monster," he repeated with a laugh. "I think I remember though," he grinning leaning in to kiss her once more.

"Glad one of us does.." Liz laughed, though finding herself right back where she had been, being kissed. Ben, though he kinda oozed a bit of inexperiance...did seem to know just what to do with his mouth, and it was lovely. She kissed him back, a little harder this time as both of her hands worked up into his hair. She rather wanted to lose herself in him right now, didn't wanna be found.

While Ben had the whole mouth thing down, it was true that he didn't always know what to do with his hands. Sure, he knew what he wanted to do with them, but he was pretty sure what he wanted to do with them and what he should do wasn't exactly the same thing. For now he sort of let them wander up and down her back and shoulders as they continued to kiss. He sort of let himself get lost in it for a bit as they continued to kiss, their tongues rolling around each other in rhythm.

There was a soft breathy sort of moan that slipped past Liz's lips as things continued, and she let her hands travel slowly up his chest. There were no buttons so she just let them slip up under the hem of the material and slowly skimmed the flesh she found beneath. "You can touch me...do anything you want to me..." She whispered, breaking the kiss only to breath before reclaiming his mouth with her own. her hips, whish rested on his lap, slowly began to match the rythym that their tongues were sharing.

Liz seemed to be a girl who knew exactly what she wanted and for some reason, she wanted Ben right now and she wanted him to touch her. She slid her hands up and under his T-shirt and he had to admit her touch felt good on his chest. "Are...are you sure?" he asked slowly when she told him to do anything he wanted. He wasn't used to that. He was used to being a combination of drunk and high with girls on the beach. He was used to limits because they were outside and everyone else was just a little ways away by the fire. He wasn't used to being alone in bedrooms with girls who wanted him to do anything he wanted to them. He looked up at her, his light blue eyes still a little unsure as he slowly moved his hand to the tie that held her halter top together and untied it, letting the fabric fall around her waist.

He asked if she was sure, and she answered with a single nod. Liz was not shy about her body, and was definitely not a virgin by any means. Sex was something to be enjoyed, and if there just happened to be feelings involved, it was supposedly better. She wouldn't know anything on that end though. Liz had never let anyone get that close to her heart to find out, but sex was a good thing, a natural thing, a very fun thing. Liz met his eyes, and they told her he was unsure even as his fingers slowly untied the small knot at the back of her neck, the material falling from her body, revealing, pale creamy flesh to him. She'd stop if that was what he wanted, despite her very self assured attitude, Liz would never push him into anything.

Ben didn't feel pressured...he just wasn't used to it all. He didn't know how much experience Liz had, but he did know that he was a virgin and while he did very much want that to be a thing of the past, he wasn't sure that right here and now was the right place either. But this much, this was good. He ran his hands over her body as they continued kissing. He sort of wondered how much she normally did with guys and how far she'd gone with the guy she'd had a date with the other night. He sort of found himself wondering about the other guy. Ben was pretty sure he wasn't in full crush mode or anything just yet, but there was definately something about Liz that he liked. Perhaps it was the was she easily transitioned to his very casual approach or maybe just how forward she was in general. He wasn't sure, but there was definitely something.

Liz could feel her heartbeat getting quicker, and her breathing felt heavier as well. Ben's hands felt..really nice and damn, that boy could def kiss! The brunette let her hips slowly press down against his, letting him decide the pace they were moving at. Her head was swimming, making out while high was..amazing. It amplified everything. Liz could definitely see herself spending a lot more time with Ben, as well as Felipe, if the Brazilian actually called her like he should have after the date the night before. he had not gotten this far with her, he had only graced her with a kiss on the cheek, leaving her to go inside when he left. To each their own.

Her hands slowly danced alone Ben's chest and abs, her fingers tracing the contours of the muscles beneath the skin. She hadn't been expecting a make out session when he had called, that was for sure, but like hell if she was gonna stop it unless he wanted to!

Things were progressing. This...this was nice, Ben couldn't help but think. He was mostly leading it all going along at his own slow(ish) pace, but picking up the pace a little as her grew more and more comfortable. They were starting to get a bit hot and heavy when Ben's cell began to ring. It was in his back pocket and he grabbed for it kind of carelessly in his quest to turn the ringer off so they wouldn't be disturbed. However instead of doing that, he accidently answered the call and hit it on speaker. It was quiet again for a moment as he attempted to go back to kissing Liz, but then his sister's voice spoke out.

"Ben...Ben? Are you there?" she said, her high pitched voice could be heard through Ben's phone by both the teenages. "Seriously, are you ignoring me...you can't ignore me forever...Ben!!!" Ben grabbed at his phone once more in an attempt to shut his sister up...he didn't feel like dealing with her right now. However, it also didn't occur to him what the whole scene must have seemed like to Liz...

Liz was very much into everything going on right now. if Ben stopped things right now, she'd seriously need an ice cold shower, taking care of things herself. The moment was broken when his cell began to ring, the sound almost angry in the tranquility of the bedroom. Liz snorted softly into Ben's neck as some girl started screaming over the line. Her surfer boy fumbled with the mobile, trying to end the call. She was amused, so much so that she tookt he cell, waiting for the harpy on the other end to stop schrreching before she spoke. "ben's a little busy right now, please take a Midol and call back never..Cheers!" She giggled, closing the connection and ending the call before turning off the cell and tossing it elsewhere.

"I hope that wasn't a girlfriend or something..."

[elizabethlivingsto]

Aw man, Eden was going to be seriously, seriously pissed, he couldn't help but think as he heard the words Liz said to her before closing the connection and tossing his phone off somewhere. It immediately began ringing again. "No...I don't have a girlfriend," he said. "That was my sister," he said. "She thinks I'm ignoring her cause we had a fight yesterday and haven't made up yet," he said being vague about it all since he wasn't about to start airing out the dirty laundry at the moment.

Liz snorted. "Sorry?" She asked. "I don't have siblings, don't want them, don't need them..end of story." She shrugged slightly. Ben's problems with his sister were not her business beyond them interrupting their afternoon together.

The phone stopped ringing and the sound of a voicemail came in a moment later and a few text message beeps. "I think you did rightfully piss her off though..." he trailed off, grinning, "So thanks, we're probably even now," he said, pausing a moment, he did feel a little bad for his sister. He had yelled at her pretty bad yesterday.... "We're twins, we don't usually fight," he admitted. "Sorry, you probably don't want to hear this," he said with a distracted smile.

"Good." She smirked slightly. Liz liked pissing people off on occasion, it was fun. "Sorry if it gets bad at home though..you can always come back over here..."

With that, he leaned in to kiss her again, hoping the mood hadn't been completely ruined.

"Mmkay.." Liz mumbled against his mouth, glad to see that Ben was not allowing his sister's pissy attitude to ruin their time here together. She kissed him back, looping her arms around his neck and moving to lay backward, pullig him over top of her with a smile. "Now..I think..we were here?" She asked.

Ben smiled as she pulled him on top of her. They continued going for a bit, moving at a steady pace. At one point the movie stopped but Ben didn't really notice when, nor did he care. He was just having a good time and it had been awhile since he'd really been with a girl at all so it felt nice.

Fade to a hot, heavy makeout session

[elizabethlivingsto]

Fade back in...

"Ummm...maybe we should..." Ben trailed off. Clothes had been shed and things were starting to reach the next level. "It's just that...I'm kind of still a virgin," he admitted. "I mean it's not that I don't want to have sex," he said. "I mean, I'm totally normal, not one of those crazy people saving themselves or anything like that...its kind of just that I didn't really wake up today and expect to lose my virginity or anything big like that and you're cool and all, but maybe we should hold off for now...that okay?" he asked, hoping she didn't get upset or anything. Sure, she'd been pretty cool today, but he's also seen her bitchy side and he had no desire to be on the other end of that.

They'd been on a hot and heavy train barreling straight to Happy land, Liz was without her shirt and shirts, leaving her in nothing but a pair of skimpy black panties, and Ben in just his shorts. He'd pulled back and told her what Liz had sorta been thinking. She sat up slightly, brushing tousled hair out of her face. "We can stop.." She replied, scooting back from him slightly to give him his space. "And yes, it's fine..I'd never want to try to push you into it if you weren't ready...though if or when you are...please let me know.." She grinend at him, a healthy flush apparent on her cheeks. "i'm not upset..so don't worry."

"Okay...cool," Ben said. He of course did want to go on...well, part of his body did anyway, but he was forcing himself to listen to his brain, which was telling him that this moment probably wasn't a good idea. And she seemed okay with it. Cool. That had been easy...quick, painless, and easy. Go him. Ben was pleased it all seemed to be working out.

And then she said when he was ready to let him know. Hmmmm so was she it. Was she going to be his first. He sort of liked the idea of it because it meant that he'd be losing it sooner than later, and he really did want it to be sooner. Just something about now didn't seem right. He didn't really know her very well, and while he wouldn't admit it, the fact that he'd gone off on Eden so much for losing her viriginty to Jett kind of put a whole sour taste in his mouth. And if he didn't wait, he'd be a total hypocrite anyway.

"Maybe we...should get dressed," he said slowly, not really wanting to but figuring it was best before he let his lower half win and changed his mind about it all.

Liz nodded slightly, taking a few deep breaths in order to get herself back under control. hormones sucked sometimes. "We could go swim or something...help cool down?" She suggested as she found her shirt nearby, pulling it back on and tieing it at the back of her neck. "We should have some extra swim stuff if so...for like guests and whatnot.." Looking over at Ben, Liz was sorely tempted to kiss him again, but no..he wanted to stop..she had to stop..

"A swim," Ben said, repeating her words. "Okay, I could go for that." Ben always did enjoy swimming after all. Sure, he prefered the ocean to a pool which he was sure she was talking about but a pool could be nice sometimes too. "I actually have a swim suit in my car," he admitted. "There are 4 things I always keep in my car. A swim suit, a wet suit, a surf board, and a pipe," he said, holding up his fingers as he counted off, "and sometimes a bong..." he added holding up his 5th finger. Usually he just kept a pipe in his car though cause it could be easily concealed in the glove box while a bong had to be hidden under the seats.

"I'll go get it," he said pushing himself up, he still had his shorts on and didn't bother with a shirt of his flip flops as he padded back down the stairs and outside to where he'd parked. He'd left the Jeep open so he could just jump in and grab his suit which was crumbed in a ball on the floor of his car. Oh well.

He took it and headed back into her house, ducking into the first bathroom he saw and shedding his clothes before heading back up to where her room had been. "Ta da," he said with a grin. "See, always have a use for a spare swimsuit," he said, still grinning.