#tageaurora

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.

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.

"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. 

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.

Tage's mouth hung open as he looked at her, looking up at him, near his belt line. 

He was so fucking hard he could barely think straight. He couldn't think straight at all, for that matter. 

"I'm- I'm fine. I'm okay. Perfect. I just-"

He swallowed hard.