#drare

Drew: tried to get close to clare on the couch, but just close enough to share the pizza that he put between them. why did this have to be werid? why did he have to fall for girls so far out of his league? clare would probably move onto better things and he would be stuck in a dead end job, in dead end relationships. still was it so wrong to want to enjoy the ride? while it lasted? he knew bianca would leave him for better things, and yet he enjoyed their time together. he sighed and reached for his drink "what are you in the mood for?"

Clare: placed her drink on the coffee table before she leaned down in between them, her old shirt tightening slightly. She shrugged, "Nothing too sad or gory. My book has enough of both." She pulled a piece of pizza off of the circle and then, with a hand underneath her mouth to catch any crumbs, she started to eat. She tried not to focus on how close Drew was sitting her on the couch. This was probably the closest they had been since they had slept together. Although, she wanted to be much closer.

Drew: just put whatever either of them were watching on account before. he wasn't even paying attention. he wanted to bring up the other night. he wanted to talk about it. he needed to. he needed to speak to her about it, he wanted to know if she wanted it to happen again. drew unfortunately couldn't find the words. he just ate his pizza and spaced out.

Clare: finished her slice of pizza and picked up her glass, taking a few sips to keep herself busy. She leaned back into the couch, trying to get comfortable. She was tired after a long day at school and working in the university library. She would usually just lay her head on Drew's shoulder, but that didn't feel natural anymore. She wanted to tell him how frustrating that was, but he probably wouldn't answer her because he's Drew Torres. Drew doesn't usually talk about things. At least, not articulately. She resituated herself on the couch again in less than a few minutes, letting out a sigh.

Drew: couldn't take it anymore. they hadn't talked about the last time they had sex, and it almost destroyed them. she mattered too much to him to let that happen again "Ok we need to talk about the party, about what happened. cause i don't want this to be awkward, and i don't want to avoid it forever" he stood up and turned off the tv "we had sex..." he stated, hoping he hadn't imagined it, or that clare was too drunk to remember

Clare: looked over at him when he spoke up and bit down on her thumbnail. She took in a deep breath when he mentioned that they had sex and nodded, repeating, "We had sex." She wanted to add, that it was the best sex she had engaged in since she and Eli had been told that she was cancer free.

Drew: took a deep breath "ok, so why does it have to be weird? is it weird? i feel like its weird and i don't know why it should be, we are both adults, consenting, and i don't know why it has to feel like this right?" he wasn't making sense, but clare seemed to know what he was he saying all the time

Clare: pursed her lips together when Drew started to ramble as she leaned forward, putting her glass on the coffee table. "Because I kind of want to do it again," she replied quietly, refusing to look at him.

Drew: looked shocked. did she really? he bent down and grabbed her up and helped her up so she was facing him. he smiled "Me too" and with that he kissed her softly on the lips. the last time had all been about the passion, this time he wanted it to be more. he pulled her in closer and kissed her again. he pulled his lips away from hers and smiled at her.

Clare: was shocked when he suddenly grabbed, moving her so that they were looking at each other again. She smiled as she leaned in and kissed him, wrapping her arms around his neck. When he pulled away, she looked at him, beaming. "I'm never going to get any homework done again," she whispered.

Drew: shook his head "if you want to, we can always continue this later" he told her honestly. he could wait. this was more than a one night stand to him. he wasn't gonna rush or push it. he placed some hair behind her ear. "up to you gorgeous"

Clare: beamed when assured her that they can continued anything physical later. She shook her head, assuring, "I have time." She had been studying and working on her projects ahead of time. She leaned back in and kissed him again, tilting her head to the side.

Drew: nodded and pulled her in close, so close there was no space between them. he slid his tongue softly into her mouth and tried not to get turned on by a simple kiss. he wanted this to last a while. he wanted to take his time, now that he was sober.

Clare: pressed herself into him, kneeling on the couch beside Drew. She gasped softly when she felt his tongue and opened her mouth, sliding out her own tongue. Her fingertips teasingly traced the hair at the nape of his neck to distract herself from getting turned on too quickly.

Drew: Guided them both to the couch. He kissed her softly on the cheek, nose and then forehead. He stopped for a second just to take it all in. Even this was about sex for her, he was gonna treat it like it mattered, cause to him, she mattered. This between them mattered at least to him. He kissed her again placing his hand on her leg.

Clare: followed him. She beamed as he laid gentle kisses across her face, her face flushing pink. She kissed turned her face to kiss him again, placing one hand on his bicep and the other on his hip. She pulled her head back, taking in breath, and asked quietly, "Drew, what are we doing?"

Drew: Slid his tongue into her mouth, as his hand traveled down her back. He moaned lightly as he felt himself get hard under her.

Clare: heard him moan in her mouth and smirked against his lips. She continued rocking her hips against his for a few minutes before sitting up on his lap. She took in a few deep breaths, looking down at him, her hair falling in her face. "Do you only want to make out with me, Andrew?" she asked quietly and then bit down on her bottom lip.

Drew: shook his head "no of course not. i want all of you. i always do" he didn't want to add that he wanted more than just sex from her, because that would cause them to talk and he really didn't want to ruin this, them. he cared about her so much, and every time he was with her, it drove him crazy

Clare: smirked at his answer and got off of his lap. She moved onto the floor in front of the couch and started to take off his pants. She pulled them down, along with his underwear, while looking up at him with her big blue eyes, a coy look in her eyes.

Drew: wasn't sure what was about to happen, she just looked coy, and that in itself was enough to turn drew on. clare didn't act like it, but he thought on some level she must know how sexy and hot guys found her. it wasn't just him, jake and eli had liked her, even dallas had tried to make out with her. sometimes drew just thought she played shy.

Clare: took his cock in her hand, whispering, "Is this what you want, Drew?" She squeezed him in her hand, pumping up and down, as she leaned in to breathe heavily against the tip of him. She never took her eyes off his face though, wanting to gauge his reaction.

Drew: Could barely get a word out when he felt Clare's warm mouth on him. He moanes out grabbing the back of her hair and throwing his head back "fuck Clare, that feels amazing babe"

Clare: Clare moved her head up and down slowly around his length, planting one hand on his thigh and the other on his hip. She pulled her head back a bit, licking her lips for a minute while she took a breath, before he grabbed her hair. She sucked hard on his tip, wrapping her hand back around his length and pumping up and down.

Drew: couldn't deal with it anymore. he pulled clare up to his lips and kissed her hard, pushing his tongue into her mouth. he picked her up so her legs could wrap around him. he led her to one of their bedrooms. "Fuck i want you so bad"

Clare: gasped in surprise when Drew suddenly pulled Clare up off her knees and into a kiss. She kissed him back, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. She let him carry her away and whimpered in reply, "Please."

Drew: decided to bring her to his room. he wasn't sure if she had a condom in her room, and it was easier to go to his. he laid her on his bed and continued to kiss her. he was worried that if he had asked about it, it would've killed the mood. or caused her to think about this and think it was a mistake.

Clare: willingly went with him, clinging tight to him. She put her mouth back against his, not wanting to be without him somehow another second.

Drew: kicked off his pants and boxers, and slid his hand down her sweatpants. he started to play with her, through her underwear before placing his hand inside her panties. he continued to kiss her lips, and then to her neck

Clare: moaned loudly into his mouth, digging her nails into the sides of his neck, as he touched her. She bucked her hips against his hand, tilting her head to the side to give him further access to her neck. "Don't stop," she groaned between moans, rocking her hips against his hand for more touches.

Drew: Continued to finger Clare her harder until she came "it's ok Clare, cum for me babe” he whispered her her ear, inbetwen kisses

Clare: Let a long string of moans, rocking against his hand. Her hips suddenly stilled when she felt her orgasm hit and she let out a shriek, "Drew!"

Drew: Removed his hand and kissed her softly for a few minutes. He looked at her and said "do you want to still?"

Clare: nodded, looking up at him, "Yeah. Definitely." She leaned in and kissed him on the mouth.

Drew: Reached over to his night stand and pulled out a condom. He put it on as fast as he could and kissed her as he went into her, moaning against her lips. He loves everything about this moment. He didn't want to admit it, but he didn't want it to end at all. But this was probably the last night they would do this.

Clare: grasped his face in both of her hands as they kissed. She gasped into his mouth as he entered her, surprised that they were doing this all over again. She bucked her hips against his, trying to find a rhythm.

Drew: moaned as she dug her nails into him. "I'm getting close Clare" it had been a while since he had a blow job before sex and he was trying ti last as long as he could for her. Drew just hopped she was close too.

Clare: bit down on her bottom lip, stifling her noises. She nodded as she leaned in to kiss him, trying to shut him up. She moved up and down, tightening around him.

Drew: Kissed her back as hard and as passionate as he could. After all this might be their last kiss. He soon felt himself cum, moaning against her lips whispering "holy fuck" he continued to run her clit to help her cum

Clare: groaned into the kiss, stilling on top of him, as she finished with him. She scratched her nails down across his chest. She pulled her mouth from his, panting for air, and swore between heavy breaths, "Dammit, Drew."

Drew: Was trying to catch his breath and looked at her softly. He moved her sweaty hair off her face so he could see her eyes. They had to be the biggest blue eyes he'd ever seen. He just smiled and kissed her fore head. As they parted he took off the condom and threw it in the trash. He grabbed his boxers to put them back on. After he was done he smiled. "Come here". He pulled her down so she could lay there with him. He was going to make this moment last as long as he could

Clare: Clare rolled off of him and started to get dressed, pulling on her shirt and sweatpants. She looked over at Drew when he beckoned for her. She smiled softly at him, trying not to look sad, as she laid down beside him. She leaned in and kissed him on the mouth again, placing a hand on his cheek. She didn't want whatever this was to be over yet.

Drew: Wanted to ask why she looked so sad, but his thought we're silenced by her lips on his. Drew was facing Clare, a girl he cares so deeply about with nothing to say. Talking to girls was never an issue with him. He was smooth and he knew it. However with Clare he never knew what to say. Was it because of how smart she was? Or pretty? No pretty much all of his exes were smart and pretty. Maybe because he didn't know where they stood ever. Clare kissed him then went back to Eli, they hooked up and it got messy, and now? Drew couldn't think straight and he wasn't even gonna try to. He just held her hand and kissed it as they lay facing one another