Roleplay.

Tage smiled back, and kissed her once. Both his hands were up her skirt, still cautious as always, and he hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties.

His voice was soft. "Lift up a bit. So I can get them off."

He set her underwear in his dashboard, behind the wheel so he didn't lose them on her. And then, his hand was back, and he gently pushed her legs apart. His fingers were on here, and he hoped what he was about to do was good enough.

"I'm sorry if this is awful. I really am." 

He kissed her, and added more pressure.

Tage kissed her, kissed her gently. He didn't mind the slight taste in her mouth, very honestly, when he knew a lot of guys did. 

His hand trailed down her leg, to her mid thigh. Then, slowly, his fingers moved under the hem of her skirt. 

Up, up, until he felt the edge of her panties.

Every way he touched her was gentle.

Kate breathed out.

"Fuck." She closed her eyes and pressed her cheek to John's, and her lips grazed his ear. He could feel every breath she took.

She grinded into him, but it wasn't by far enough. She pulled away and got off John's lap, trying desperately of take off her jeans. She held out a leg to him. "Help me, oh my god, I can't."

So then, it was just John, Kate and their underpants.

She took to him again, grabbing his face and kissing him, and she grinded into him. She could feel every ridge, and every edge. It was strange. It was awesome. It was really fuckin' awesome. She wanted more, but she didn't know how much more she could do.

Her lips pulled from his, her hips still rubbing into his.

Rem slowly deepened the kiss, relishing in the feel of her on him. She smelled good, she was beautiful, she gave him attention, and she was more or less his… And in his room. It was a good combination in his mind but he was still holding off on sex when it came to her.

It a was a good few minutes before he even thought of breaking the kiss, his need to breath being the breaking force.

Tage never cursed. Like ever. But she had made him curse and for that reason alone she had found it sexy. Almost a little too sexy but that was her business.

She welcomed his kiss happily, her body freezing at the feel of his hand on her waist. He couldn't possibly be thinking of doing that now could he....? Oh god she could feel herself getting wet just at the thought of it. She was such a pervert but it was all his fault with him being cute and then cursing and now coming onto her. How was she supposed to react?!

Her body shifted towards him without her even having to think about it as her hand slid up to caress his cheek, pulling him closer.

Hitting his head against the glass stunned him momentarily and the next thing he knew she was back on top with upper hand. So she wanted control? He supposed that he could give it up just this once. JUST this once. He did consider himself an alpha after all.

He had to restrain himself from tackling her again when she grinded into him. He was like she just planned on dry humping the shit out of him. The sad part was that at this point he was willing to take that without only a little bit of complaint.

"Kaaaate" He groaned, gripping her waist and pulling her flush against him so that she could feel just how desperate he was to have her. How she managed to make complete sentences right now, he would never know.

"Fuck-- Oh, fuck." Tage was once to try to keep his mouth clean, especially around Aurora, but holy, motherfucking God, he couldn't help it. 

The entire time he held a death grip on the steering wheel, the other hand grasping his headrest, and he didn't even care if they were in a public parking lot. This was the greatest thing on the planet, and Aurora was the greatest thing on the planet, and everything was just pretty fuckin' great.

He heaved when he finished, trying to catch his breath.

"Holy-- holy shit." He breathed, in out, his head against his head rest, and a smile creeps on his lips. 

"You're amazing." Not just at that, though that WAS amazing, but she was, she just was. 

He felt a little embarrassed then, with his junk hanging out of his pants and him weezing like a braindead moron, and he tucked himself back in his jeans, though he didn't zip.

He was still smiling, and he leaned in and kissed her. He couldn't verbally thank her, he wasn't that fucking lame. 'Thanks for the been girl, u da bomb'. No. But he could try and thank her physically.

It would probably suck, but he could try. 

Nelly giggled when he quoted his mother. She was so adorable, Nelly had only met her once and she could picture the woman saying it.

Nelly really liked his mom.

She hope she liked her back.

Kate bit her lip as she felt his hands on her, the skin on skin contact that drove her completely mad. She felt out of body in this moment, she wasn't thinking, only doing, only feeling. And shit, was there a lot to feel.

He let John fling her shirt into the back, and she let him undo her bra and jean buttons, but neither came off her body. 

Her hand pushed hard on his chest and she sat up, and before he probably knew it, her other hand held his jaw and kissed him hard, pushing him back and up against the window. 

Kate heard his head thunk on the glass, but she didn't feel bad, she was to into this-- into John, to really care.

"Stop fuckin'--" She kissed him again. "Stop pushing me." Her mouth moved to his neck, and she shimmied off her unfastened bra. 

She grinded into him, and her tongue was hot on his neck.

The rate at which John pulled his pants down should have earned him a place in the Guinness Book of World Records. Honestly it was a bit pitiful that he was so obedient but god dammit it had been weeks. No- MONTHS with his only close encounter having been interrupted right as he was supposed to get HIS.

Too bad for her power drive he wasn't a patient boy and as soon as his pants were down he kissed her back like an animal, shifting her weight as he laid her down on the backseat. It was like she was waving cake in front of a fat kid and he intended on having his cake.

None of her comments were new to Rem's ears. He had been hearing similar things all his life and was sure that he would continue to hear it in the future. Honestly he had never paid much mind to his looks. He wasn't a girl.

"His name is Nathaniel." He spoke his brothers name in a tone that was much softer than his normal one. He hadn't been able to say his brothers name in a normal tone for years. That's just the way it was.

" And my mother would agree with you. She claims that my father's eastern european hardiness and 'dark looks' along with her southern european longevity a 'life filled' features are the 'perfect recipe' to create 'beautiful children'." He could quote his mother's words easily for she said it often.

Although, as of late his mother had only been talking about one thing and that was Nelly. His reaction to her at the bakery had been dully noted and apparently they had been seen coming from around the side of the building. It was like living with a detective that wasn't a very good one. Luckily his father knew how to distract her.

She was done torturing her boy... secret boyfriend? That didn't sound right but she didn't have another word for him.

It took Aurora only a few minutes to get his pants undone and then take his length into her mouth.