Nekkid Time! (open)

[Sam Ballerino]

Uncomfortable was definitely a good word to use at the moment. Sam was uncomfortable. Mathew’s lips brushed lightly against her ear, and she could feel his breath. Her heart started pounding faster, and she felt a shiver run down her body from where his lips touched all the way down to her toes. Part of her was appalled at herself, but the other was pleased. An excruciatingly good-looking guy (that would be Mathew) was whispering in her ear. Damn him. Damn him to hell.

His choice of wording there was completely intentional, she was sure of it...

She was loosening up now. She’d already seen what there was to see, and while she didn’t exactly want the opportunity for a second look, it wasn’t quite as awkward a situation for her now. Which left her free to enjoy herself that much more. She smirked at Matrim as he held up his ring, and for a moment wondered who he was taken by, and if she was ok with him cavorting around the school in his birthday suit.

She was about to answer Mathew when someone came up behind, shouting something about being dirty. Sam peeked hopefully around Mathew to the newcomer, but got the feeling that he wasn't going to be able to do anything to help her out. And as Mathew asked Matrim to escort him away, her suspicions were confirmed. She got back to the problem at hand.

“Oh, no,” she said, shying sideways away from his lips. “I’m not going there. I’ll get in trouble no matter which way I answer. Let’s just call it a tie, shall we?”

[Mathew Amtrum]

If Mathew was disappointed in her choice not to name names he didn't show it. It was all in good fun, and he was getting excited now. She was finally playing along, that just made it all the more fun. One of his hands moved from the locker to grab her by the chin. Firmly, but not hard enough to harm her. If he got ahold of her chin he would force her face up to make sure she was looking him in the eyes his face slowly closing the gap between hers. His nose brushed against hers, his lips an inch from hers.

"You still need to tell me your name." He said grinning moving his face even closer, just a hair's breadth from her lips.

He was teasing her, trying to get her to go along with it. He wouldn't close the rest of the fraction of a distance between their lips. He wanted her to do it, for her to get entranced and do it without thinking, or even thinking about it worked. He went 95% he wanted her to go the last 5%.

He was a flirt, that was for sure, and he enjoyed every moment of it. There was a thrill to it, and the idea of picking up a girl while already naked was exciting as well. Hell if it worked he could talk about that for the rest of his life.

[Matrim Gallagher]

Matrim turned to see Mathew really laying down the moves. Matrim was never quite so forward with a girl that he liked, which is why he was comfortable like this. He had no investment in what others thought of him. He didn't care if any of these girls liked or didn't like him. It only mattered what Reira thought of him, and since she loved him, he was fine the way he was. And walking around naked, was just freedom to him. He walked around barefoot with an exposed upper body all the time. It was good to add jeans and a pair of undies to that list every now and then.

Man I should go up and just smack his head forward.... I'm so tempted... what to do what to do.......

Matrim then decided not to do it. Though he really wanted to. Instead he'd wait to see if the girl wanted Mathew to keep doing these advancements. After all, he didn't want her to feel completely wrong or something because of a naked man kissing her. But he also wouldn't piss Mathew off. "You know, the longer we just stand here, the more it seems we're favoring this small section of the school, come on. This is streaking, not being nudists. We should be running a bit more, let's go outside and enjoy the fresh air!"

[Sam Ballerino]

Mathew grabbed hold of her chin to pull her face up to his, and Sam let him. Oddly enough, she was having fun with this now; she felt brave, braver than she normally did when flirting with guys – and usually they were clothed. She looked into his bright green eyes, her own hazels sparkling with mirth as their noses brushed. He wanted her to kiss him, she could tell, but she wasn’t gonna let him have it so quickly. Instead, she smirked, one side of her mouth curving into an impish grin, one eyebrow going up in amusement.

“Do you usually flirt with girls while you’re completely nude, or is this a new thing for you?”

No, she wasn’t going to give him anything he wanted just yet. He’d have to work harder than that to get a name… or a kiss. If he really wanted either.

Then Matrim spoke, breaking the connection their eyes had made. She looked at him, then back at Mathew. “Go on, Streaker,” she said, still smirking. “Go terrorize the school if you need to.”

Would he stay, and get what he wanted? Or would he give up and go with Matrim? Sam would enjoy herself either way. And that alone surprised her.

[cupid]

ooc: Sorry for the short post.

Oh my gosh! It appeared as if the two were about to rape the poor girl trapped against the locker. This was absolutely immoral, and Phillip felt bad for not doing anything about this. He pitied the girl and wanted to help her more than anything.

For a second, he imagined himself coming to the rescue, wearing a suit of armor. It would be a much better sight compared to the three naked guys in the area, he believed. He would take out his legendary sword, and those horrible, perverted, indecent boys would run away at the sight of it. The girls would cheer and make comments about how manly and mature he was compared to the other males at this school.

It was a great daydream that lasted about five seconds, which was a shame. Sometimes Phillip wished that his imagination would become reality. Then he wouldn't have to deal with a cruel aunt or mean school bullies. He would live happily ever after in a large castle with his true love.

Mathew's comment about him being a child made his face turn bright red. He hated being called that since he was 16 and practically an adult. Just because he was a prude didn't mean that he was a kid. The rowdy boys here were the childish ones.

His eyes opened, and he caught a glimpse of the bottom half of one of the boy's bodies. It brought up old memories which involved one of his male teachers or childhood friends without any clothes. Phillip's books were on the floor, but he decided against picking them up. Bending down, he remembered, was a very bad idea, especially when there were several unclothed boys in the area. Although he had all his clothes on, he still felt naked and dirty people just by being around naked people. He vowed to attend church from now on to make himself pure again.

Although Mathew thought of him as childish, Matrim was nicer and saw him as more of an adult. It was a nice comment, and he would have liked the guy if they hadn't met in this way. Phillip listened as Matrim explained their reasons for going around without any clothes on. His argument was weak and failed to convince him. It even sounded as if the guy was trying to make Phillip seem like the bad one.

"You are cheap entertainment!" he cried out without thinking of the consequences. This was something that he wanted to say so bad, and a part of him didn't even regret blurting out something that would only give him more bruises.

"You boys are all a bunch of man prostitutes!"

[Mathew Amtrum]

"This is a bit new, normally I am clothed."

He was more amused then anything that she didn't kiss him, nor did she withdraw. That was a good sign, and Mathew was always looking for a challenge. He was a man that always got what he wanted. He didn't like being denied. If she was going to deny him her name and a kiss, then he would have to get more out of her in the end. She would get naked.

"Matrim if you are tired of this hall then take Adrian and hit the rest of the school. I think I will stay here for now." He said locking back on to her hazel eyes. This was a game for Mathew, at least now. There was no way he felt anything for her, other then a physical attraction, but then again, he didn't even know her name, much less anything else about her.

He pushed her against the lockers now, actually pinning her in place. His hand moving from her chin to try and grab one of her wrists, the other hand moving to grab her other wrist. If he got them then he would raise his hands above her head pinning her arms above her head in his vice grip. A wicked grin on his face and a dangerous gleam in his eyes. She made it a challenge, he had no intention of losing.

"I would much rather terrorize you, give it a more..... personal touch." He said softly. It was for her ears, not for the schools.

[Matrim Gallagher]

"Matrim if you are tired of this hall then take Adrian and hit the rest of the school. I think I will stay here for now."

"Yeah yeah, in a sec, just gotta talk to this guy again," Matrim said turning back towards the kid, "Look, now while he may be talking to a girl and whatnot. He's not selling himself. Prostitutes sell themselves for sex, we aren't selling anything. We aren't even taking money which doesn't make us strippers. While certainly we could be accused of being perverted I hardly think that's any of your business."

He then turned to see Mathew doing something a little intrusive. But the girl wasn't calling for help so once again, none of Matrim's business, "Anyway, if you are so intent on making your point. I advise you talk to the Student Body President about it. You know, the man in charge of some of these sorts of things. The student relations and what not. He's that naked man just there with that girl. And don't take no for an answer, you keep fighting on."

There, now I'll annoy Mathew for sticking around with the girl, and probably get this kid beat up for annoying Mathew.

Matrim would walk away towards where Adrian and Kate were, "So Kate, how about you? Want to join in on the fun? And we should get going Adrian." Matrim would then turn around and cough loudly, in between his coughs he would say, "Bros before hoes!" and once again loud coughing fits.

[Sam Ballerino]

Sam heard the guy off in the distance yelling again, but ignored him this time. Entertainment the boys might be, but cheap they were not.

And man, oh, man was she getting a boatload of entertainment out of this. She’d never been this bold in her entire life. She didn’t know how long it was going to last, but damn, she was gonna have fun with it while it did. She grinned again when Mathew said he was staying here; the game could continue.

What the hell was she saying? This was a whole new side of Sam that even she had never seen before. Flirty she was; seductive she was not. At least, she’d never been before. She was discovering new things about herself every day, it seemed. She found herself frightened by it, but realized that not only was she having too much fun with this already, but by this point she’d gotten herself in too deep; it was too late to back out now. She’d simply have to see what was gonna happen next.

She let out a little squeak of surprise as she found herself pinned into place. Mathew’s hand moved from her chin to her wrist before she could blink, but her other arm snaked behind her back before he could get to it. She smirked at him again, challenging him to reach for her arm if he really wanted to pin her down.

He whispered in her ear again, and once more Sam felt a shiver course through her body.

“Personal? Well, Mathew, I’m flattered.”

[Mathew Amtrum]

Mathew's hand did snake around too, reaching behind her back, making it's way downwards first to cup her ass giving it a squeeze. He was testing to see if it was just looks or if she had the toning as well. Needless to say he was not disappointed. After he was satisfied he moved back up for the arm, willing to chase it if it moved to pin her. He wasn't going to give her an option, even if he had to chase the arm a little bit. The more she made him chase it the harder he would slam her wrist against the locker. As simple as that.

"Well I am the Student Body President. I feel it is my job to take a personal interest in the body." He said with a wicked grin at his very thinly veiled innuendo.

If he managed to finally pin the second arm he would move his body closer to hers again, letting his body brush against hers as he leaned his face back in front of hers. His nose rubbing against hers again, the wicked grin growing as he did so. He was enjoying the chase.

"Don't you think Student Government should be.... intimately involved with the inner workings of the student body?" He asked really curious as to how she was going to react with all the innuendos.

[Sam Ballerino]

Sam raised an eyebrow as she felt Mathew’s hand behind her back, as she suspected, but it went lower than she’d thought, and that wasn’t something she particularly enjoyed, but she didn’t comment. He did grab her arm, and pin it with her other one, and she didn’t protest that time. The look in his eyes told her it was happening whether she let it or not, and letting it happen would mean less pain all around.

She caught the first innuendo and smiled.

Not very subtle…

And then suddenly his body was touching hers, and she felt discomfort growing again as she tried to ignore what was going on below their waists.

“Oh, but of course,” she responded, her voice dripping with confidence, even though she knew in this position she was absolutely helpless. “You need intimate knowledge of the entire body to be… effective.”

Where in HELL was this new Sam coming from??

[Mathew Amtrum]

"I am glad we are in agreement." He said as he pushed her wrists together above her head moving his right hand, which was his main hand over both wrists clasping them together and now freeing up one of his hands. That hand would slide down her body, his fingers running down her sides until he reached the bottom of her shirt. His hand snaking it's way up her shirt and behind her, his hand moving slowly and gently over the smooth skin of her side until it reached the small of her back. Keeping his hand pinning her wrists to the locker, the hand on her back would pull her to him causing her body to move to him with her arms behind her.

"I might just have to have a private meeting with you so we can discuss such matters in great detail." He said grinning from ear to ear. He couldn't remember the last time he had this much fun flirting with a girl in at least a day or two.

Once again he would lean in to her ear as he pushed her body in to him. His lips brushing against her skin again. He was done dancing for a name, he was going to get it or she would be punished. Simple as that.

"You played your game long enough. Name, or I punish you publicly." He whispered to her. He already knew how he was going to punish her if she didn't comply, and he knew she would not be happy.

[Sam Ballerino]

What is he doing, what is he doing? Where. Is. His. Hand. Going?? She was powerless to stop him as his hand slid smoothly under her shirt, but didn’t go much farther than that. She was relieved.

Her heart pounding, she found that for a few moments she had nothing to say to his invitation for a private meeting. “You just might,” she managed to get out, a remote part of her proud of herself for also stealing in yet another playful grin.

A third time his lips neared her ear, and a third time, she felt the shudder run down to the tips of her toes as he spoke softly to her. Punishment? She didn’t know what that would entail, but based on what she’d heard and seen of him already, it wasn’t something she wanted to find out about unless it was happening to someone else.

So she gave in with a smile, leaning towards his ear in turn, and whispering, “Fine. You win. I'm Sam.”

[Mathew Amtrum]

"Good girl." He said as he slid his hand a little bit higher along her back, his hand moving against her skin as he did so, his lips still against her ear. He wasn't done yet. He got her name but that wasn't all he was going to get from her.

"Now you are going to give me your Cell Phone number and you are going to keep yourself open for Tomorrow after school. Understood?" He asked, though it wasn't really a question. He fully expected her to do just that, and the way he saw it she wasn't really in a position to tell him no. Unless she really did want to try being an exhibitionist.

Even if she did what he asked he wouldn't let go of her. Instead her moved his body forward pressing against hers as he slowly moved his lips from her ear back to her lips. Once again brushing his nose against hers expecting her to follow through this time. He was not walking away without a reward.

[Sam Ballerino]

His hand slid higher, and Sam stiffened, but didn’t move. He wasn’t quite into no-no territory yet… And his hand was warm…

She listened to his request, and nodded in acquiescence. From his tone of voice, this was a guy who was used to being obeyed, and if the rumors were true, now was not the time, and this was not the right person to test. Ever. And even though she’d agreed, his body was pressed tighter against hers, and she gasped in surprise. She felt him moving across her cheek to her lips, and she guessed he was going to go for that kiss she wouldn’t give him earlier. But he expected her to swallow her pride and just give in to him? Well… fine. This time. Only because he was so damn attractive…

So it wasn’t giving in to him so much as giving him what they both wanted, right?

As their noses touched again, Sam reached up and placed her lips on his, finally following through.

Mmmm…

[Mathew Amtrum]

When she finally did kiss him he returned the kiss with passion. His lips moving to dominate hers. She had made him work for it, so he was going to take it for all it was worth. His tongue pressing itself in to her mouth as he pushed her all the way against the locker. He really didn't care that other people were around watching. The hand on her back moved up and down rubbing her back as they kissed heatedly.

When the kiss finally broke Mathew's hand moved from her back, sliding along her side to her stomach as he pulled his lips away from hers, leaning his forehead against hers, his eyes looking in to hers, a very pleased grin on his lips now. He had won after all. He licked his lips, a very pleased expression on his face as he did so.

"And the phone number?" He asked not planning on leaving until he got that last bit from her.