Perfection

~~~HotTopic, Cradle of Filth, Atreyu, and In Flames do not belong to me.~~~


Brandon sits nervously on his couch, his leg bouncing up and down due to his nerves. He glances at the clock for the fifth time in the last thirty seconds or so but it only increases his anxiousness. ‘Five minutes to seven….only five more minutes.’ He thinks to himself. Only a few short minutes separate him from seeing his girlfriend. They have only been dating for about three months but have known each other for close to a year. Brandon smiles to himself as he remembers the first time they met.

*FLASHBACK*

“Man, come on already. Let’s go.” Dustin whines, eager to head home.

“Just one more store.” Brandon replies, making his way toward the cast iron entrance of HotTopic. They had decided to stop by the local mall on their way back from work and Dustin’s patience was quickly wearing thin. Brandon had dragged him into nearly every store, each time promising that it would be the last one.

“You know what, I’ll wait out here this time.” Dustin says, hoping it would encourage Brandon to make it quick.

“OK dude.” Brandon responds, “I’ll be right out.” Dustin mumbles his response and heads over to a nearby bench while Brandon makes his way into the shadowy store.

Brandon takes a quick glance around, his eyes quickly finding the band tees and heads over to them. ‘Let’s see…Cradle of Filth, fuck no…Atreyu, have it…oooh, a new In Flames. I need that one.’ He thinks to himself and reaches out to snag a shirt from the pile. He finds his size and yanks it out, causing the remainder of the pile to fall over. “Oh shit!” He exclaims, quickly catching as many as he can. As he is putting the shirts back in their place he hears a muffled laugh. He glances around, his face quickly flushing as he realizes someone witnessed his slight mishap.

“Would you like some help?” The girl offers, kneeling to gather the remainder of the shirts. She stands back up and quickly refolds them, adding them to the pile.

“Um…thanks.” Brandon replies, his blush not dissipating in the least. The girl laughs quietly again and smile up at him, allowing Brandon an opportunity to take in her appearance: medium brown hair with electric blue streaks, big teal eyes filled with emotion, and freckles dressed in a RATM shirt and a skirt with fishnets. She clears her throat and he flushes, realizing he had been caught staring, but the girl merely smiles at him again.

“Hi, I’m Jess.” She says, offering her hand to him.

“Brandon.” He responds, shaking her hand and returning her smile.

*END FLASHBACK*

Brandon is quickly brought back to the present by the ringing of his doorbell. He jumps up, checking the clock. ‘Seven-o-two.’ He makes his way to the door and opens it, a smile already on his face. His greeting barely makes it out of his mouth before his back collides with the wall and a hungry mouth is attacking his own. He lets out a soft sound of surprise before wrapping an arm around his attackers waist, cupping her cheek with his other hand, and taking control of the kiss. After a few more moments of intense kissing he breaks it off, smiling down at his overly eager girlfriend.

“Hi.” She chirps, smiling back up at him.

He chuckles softly, mussing her hair and shutting the door. She makes a soft sound and he knows with out turning to face her that she is pouting. He turns and smiles sweetly at her; he was right. “No pouting Jess.” He chastises her. “You know what that does to me.”

“I do?” She asks, an innocent look on her face but a gleam in her eyes.

“Yes, you do.” He replies, walking closer to her and taking her into his arms. She merely smiles at him, placing her arms on his shoulders and leaning up for a kiss. He complies, meeting her halfway, their lips soon touching. The kiss starts off slow but as it continues, it evolves, becoming more passionate. Tongues collide and mouths are explored. Jess pauses briefly to bite at Brandon’s lip, smiling as he pulls her against his body in response.

Their bodies are flush together, her chest pressing against his and his hips pressing against hers. The kissing stops and she takes his hand in hers, leading him to the bedroom. She stops at the foot of his bed and slips her hands beneath his shirt, slipping it over his head. In return he undoes her pants, pushing both them and her panties off her hips, letting them pool at her feet. She then undoes his pants, pulling them down, followed by his boxers. Lastly he removes her shirt and bra, both now completely nude. She gives him a small smile before turning around and crawling up his bed, facing him once she reaches the pillows. He follows after her, his body looming over hers. Their lips meet again as he reaches out, cupping her soft breast in his hand. He smiles into the kiss as she makes a soft sound of pleasure, her nipples hardening as he toys with them. He breaks the kiss, nipping at her lip before kissing his way down her neck to her chest, capturing one of her nipples in his mouth. She gasps softly, her head thrown back slightly. He continues to toy with her nipples for a bit and then moves further down her body. He pushes her legs apart and trails his lips over her bare mound. His tongue flicks out of his mouth and he quickly moves it against he moist entrance. Her hips lift up slightly, wanting more. He complies with her unspoken wish, lapping up her juices and slipping his tongue inside her. She squeaks, reaching down with one hand and placing it on the back of his head, urging him to continue. He thrusts his tongue in and out of her pink pussy for a while before pulling back and licking her clit. She squeaks again, her legs tensing. His right hand slips between her spread legs, a finger quickly finding her entrance and slipping inside. One finger quickly becomes two, then three. He pulls back completely, leaving her gasping for air. Their lips meet again and she kisses him back eagerly, not bothered by the taste of herself on his lips.

“Lay on your back Brandon.” She says after breaking the kiss. He complies, lying down on the bed. She straddles his waist and grinds her wet pussy against his hard cock for a bit before raising herself up and impaling herself on his cock.

“Ah!” She exclaims breathlessly as his cock fills her tight pussy. She pauses for a bit, keeping their eyes locked as she gets used to having him inside of her again. He places his hands on her waist, allowing her to move when she is ready. He takes in even, slow breaths, trying to remain still for her. Slowly she raises herself up a bit on his cock and then slides back down. She continues to fuck herself on his cock, gaining speed and force as she continues. His cock slides in and out of her wet pussy easily.

She pants softly above him, sounds of pleasure escaping her lips. His hands tighten on her hips as he bucks up, meeting her each time with a thrust of his own. Their breathing increases as their climaxes near. Her legs begin to tense and she rides him harder, her orgasm seconds away due to the teasing she went through not long ago.

His breathing increases even more, his cock slamming into her pussy. Her breath catches in her throat as she gasps hard, an orgasm rushing through her. Her pussy clenches almost unbearably tight around his cock, triggering his own orgasm. His hips lift up as he shoots inside of her, their juices combining. Slowly their breathing returns to normal. Jess removes herself from Brandon’s cock and lies down next to him on the bed, instantly being pulled against him and kissed softly. She can feel his cum slowly slipping out of her body but she is too tired to be bothered by it. They are both completely relaxed, the pleasure still coursing through their bodies.

Brandon reaches down and pulls the comforter over their bodies as Jess’ eyes slowly slip closed. Soon enough they are both asleep, two content lovers wrapped in each others arms.