Friday Night Lights
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veiledndarknessTitle: Haunt Me -2
Author: veiledndarkness
Rating: R
Pairing: Tim/Julie
Summary: ...weave that spell that pulls me under...
Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm intended, and no profit made.
Haunt Me
xx
The steps to the bedroom were the longest of her life and Julie was certain that her heart couldn't beat any faster. Each step that she took reminded her of the words she'd finally said, the words that had tumbled out when Tim had looked her over. She sat on her bed, her cheeks flushed, her heart beat echoing in her ears. She breathed out, Tim's reply hanging in the air.
I intend to...
She pressed her thighs together. The very thought...Julie covered her too warm face for a moment, willing herself to calm down. Tim had winked, that look in his eyes. He knew...he had to know what she was thinking. How many girls had he done the same too?
Was he teasing? Did he really sleep around that much? Julie flopped backwards on her bed with a groan. "I'm an idiot," she whispered fiercely, the desire pooling in her lower belly despite herself.
"You're no idiot," Tim countered, his voice a lazy drawl in the doorway, one hand in his jeans pocket, the other still holding a bright red, half eaten apple.
Julie looked over at the doorway, her mouth working silently. "I...Oh..." she said, cursing herself mentally.
Tim took one step into the room, nudging the door closed with his foot. "So, am I right?" he asked. He took a small bite of his apple, chewing quietly, his eyes on hers.
Julie sat up hurriedly, her skirt brushing over her thighs. "About?" she said, stalling for time.
Tim grinned wickedly, an amused light in his eyes. He placed the apple on the desk and crossed the distance between them. Julie was keenly aware of how close he was then. She could smell that scent, something terribly earthy and arousing, the new scent of apple overlapping.
Tim stopped in front of the bed, his large hand cupping her cheek, the roughened thumb rubbing over her cheekbone. "You've been starin', watchin' me," he said, his voice whisper soft, sending a shiver through her.
Julie opened her mouth to protest. "I...I told you..." she trailed off, her skin prickling all over.
"I know what you're thinkin'," he continued. "I bet you think of everything, don’t you? I bet you're no prim and proper little girl under the sheets. I bet you're somethin' else, stripped down."
Julie gasped and wrenched her face away from his hand. She blushed hard, his words having cut right down to the core. Tim smiled. "Yeah, I thought so. I see what those other boys don't; poor Saracen never had a chance."
Julie looked up at Tim. Every clever response she could think of, gone, lost in a wave of desire. Tim took the last step closer, his hand sliding through her blonde hair. She tilted her head, leaning into his touch. Tim nudged her back on the bed, kissing her then.
She arched up into the kiss, her eyes closing under the rough heat of his mouth on hers. Julie gripped his arms, her pretty nails digging into his skin. He made a sound in his throat and deepened the kiss, his tongue teasing hers, the taste of apples then. Julie pulled him in closer, the kiss going on until she pulled her head away, gasping for air.
Tim sat down on the bed, lifting her onto his lap, facing away from him in one smooth motion. "You're a tease, Jules," he murmured, his hands sliding under her skirt, the fabric bunching back around her hips.
Julie shivered again, the image so like the dream she'd had. She dropped her head to his shoulder, her legs spreading over his thighs. Tim kissed her neck, his lips sliding over her skin, nipping here and there until she was breathing fast. "Did you know that?" he asked, his thumb hooking under the edge of her panties, the damp fabric greeting him.
"No...I...I'm not..." she stuttered, her heart racing. Tim slid his thumb over her, tugging her panties down slowly, leaving them around her knees.
"Yeah, you are," he said, his mouth trailing dangerously close to her ear. He tugged the lobe a little, two fingers spreading her. Julie's breathing hitched. She gripped the sheets on the bed, more wetness coating his fingertips.
"Those little skirts," he whispered. "I saw you the other day, doin' laundry with those little shorts on. Every time you bent over..." Tim let out a small sound of approval, his thumb sliding into her.
Julie gasped loudly, the sensation running over her, her stomach fluttering wildly. Tim brushed his other hand over her shoulder, slipping the straps to her tank top down, her nipples straining against the material. He slid the other strap down, pushing the shirt down over her breasts and undoing the clasp to her bra with only a few movements. Julie felt the cool air hit her bare breasts then, her nipples hardening more.
Tim ran his hand over one breast, tweaking the nipple gently as he did so. Julie moaned, her hips bucking on his lap. "Sexy as hell an' you don’t even know it," Tim mumbled, kissing her neck harder. He withdrew his thumb, Julie's disappointed moan music to his ears. He pushed two fingers into her easily, her body slick and welcoming him. He rubbed his thumb over her, working the nub smoothly.
Julie's mouth fell open. Doing that to herself felt good...but to have Tim's fingers and thumb teasing her? She leaned against his chest, moaning softly. "You want more, don't you?" Tim asked.
"I...Oh..." she rode his fingers, nearly incoherent.
"Tell me what you want," he whispered in her ear. Julie felt a wave of need slam into her.
"I...Tim please..." she stammered. Tim rubbed his thumb in a lazy circle. "Tell me..."
Julie cried out, her body tingling, close, so close. Tim held still, his thumb resting against her. "No!" she wriggled on his lap, kissing his jaw. "Don't stop..."
Tim tilted her face, kissing her deeply. "Tell me," he said between heated kisses, her lips swollen.
Julie leaned back against him again. "Y-Your mouth," she said, biting her lower lip. Just saying the words made her stomach flutter harder.
Tim smiled widely. "Good," he said. "You know what you want, don't you? You've been thinkin' about it, hmm?"
Julie closed her eyes. "Yeah," she whispered. Tim lifted her off his lap and onto the bed. "Lie down," he said, nudging her to do so.
Julie stretched out on her bed, her fingers toying with the hem of her top. Tim knelt on the bed, tugging her panties off completely. He parted her thighs, pressing kisses to the soft skin as he moved in closer. He looked up at her, waiting, his breath warm puffs on her wet skin. She nodded shakily, muffling a cry into her hand when she felt his mouth press against her.
Tim flicked his tongue over her, two fingers slipping in and out of her. Julie sobbed out a breath, her whole body trembling as he tasted her. She gripped the bed sheets with one hand, the other muffling her cries as they grew louder, a warm sensation tingling and creeping its way through her body. She arched her back, Tim's fingers sliding in and out, his tongue working the nub until she came with sharp cry, her hips bucking, tears stinging her eyes, her whole body buzzing with heat.
She trembled on the bed, her face heavily flushed. "I...What...should I?" she struggled to speak right.
Tim licked his lips, eyeing her. "You don't gotta do anything that you don't wanna do," he said, running his hands over her thighs. "Don't ever do anything if you don't wanna, got it?"
Julie nodded. She sat up, reaching for him. "Kiss me," she said, feeling bold, her body craving more.
Tim leaned into the kiss, smiling. "You sure?" he asked when he felt the first touches to his jeans waistband.
Julie nodded. "Can I? I just...I want to..." she said, undoing the top button. Tim sat back on his heels, watching her small hands work his zipper down. He groaned at the first tentative touches, the movements teasing his cock through his shorts.
"T-Take them down," Julie said, her eyes wide with curiosity. Tim did so, stripping his jeans and shorts off easily. Julie eyed him nervously, her hand darting out and gripping him around the base. Tim hissed out a breath, his eyes closing.
"What do I...?" Julie asked, moving her hand up experimentally. Tim moaned and nodded his head. "Yeah, just like that," he said.
Julie moved her hand slowly, watching his face as she did so. She tugged her hand, speeding up and then slowing down until he was breathing hard, his face as flushed as hers.
Tim stilled her hand finally, stopping her. Julie leaned in, kissing him, moaning into the kiss. "Do you...have, uh, y'know?" she asked.
Tim grinned, nodding. "Always," he said. He leaned her back against the bed, kissing her, his body pressed against her. He reached for his jeans with one hand, digging a packet out from his back pocket. She quirked an eyebrow at him, the unasked question in the air.
"What?" he said. "I like bein' safe."
Julie giggled a little, nervous despite herself. Tim opened the package and rolled the condom on, moving closer to her again. Julie reached for him, running her fingers into his hair. He made a soft sound at the touch, his eyes closed in bliss. Julie stole a kiss, her body pressing to his impatiently.
Tim entered her slowly. "Breathe out," he murmured. "It's gonna hurt a little."
Julie gripped his arms again, relaxing as best she could. Tim leaned his head in, kissing her as he pushed, the kisses distracting her from the initial burst of pain. Julie winced, the discomfort fading as the kiss went on, her nerves tingling all over.
Tim dropped his head to her shoulder, his breathing uneven. "God...Julie baby," he whispered.
Julie kissed his neck, urging him on. He began to move, slow and even thrusts at first. Julie moaned, rocking with the thrusts, her eyes closed. It was...even better than her dreams, she decided. He was in her, his strong body pressed to hers, the heat from his skin, the feel of him inside her. Julie arched up harder, wanting more, needing more.
Tim kissed her neck, withdrawing a little, his lips tugging one nipple. Julie cried out, sweat beading along her hairline. Tim thrust inside her lazily, his hand running over her breasts. She gasped when she felt his thumb brush over her again, slow, wet circles over her, stroking the hard nub as he thrust into her.
Julie gripped him tighter, the delicious rocking, the aching in her body, she cried out louder, his name a breathless sob as she came, the pleasure racking through her. Tim moaned lowly when she came, her insides gripping him hard. He kissed her, only managing a few more thrusts before he came as well, his mouth dropping open, color flooding his face.
His arms shook as he propped his body over hers, withdrawing soon after. He rolled the condom off and tied it neatly, placing it in the wastebasket by the bed. Julie winced and let out a soft moan. Tim glanced back at her. "You ok?" he asked.
She nodded. "Nothing too bad, but I am a little sore."
Tim stretched out beside her, smiling. "So, what else you got in those dreams, Jules?"
xx
Summary lyrics from Moonlight Desires by Gowan
Author: veiledndarkness
Rating: R
Pairing: Tim/Julie
Summary: ...weave that spell that pulls me under...
Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm intended, and no profit made.
Haunt Me
xx
The steps to the bedroom were the longest of her life and Julie was certain that her heart couldn't beat any faster. Each step that she took reminded her of the words she'd finally said, the words that had tumbled out when Tim had looked her over. She sat on her bed, her cheeks flushed, her heart beat echoing in her ears. She breathed out, Tim's reply hanging in the air.
I intend to...
She pressed her thighs together. The very thought...Julie covered her too warm face for a moment, willing herself to calm down. Tim had winked, that look in his eyes. He knew...he had to know what she was thinking. How many girls had he done the same too?
Was he teasing? Did he really sleep around that much? Julie flopped backwards on her bed with a groan. "I'm an idiot," she whispered fiercely, the desire pooling in her lower belly despite herself.
"You're no idiot," Tim countered, his voice a lazy drawl in the doorway, one hand in his jeans pocket, the other still holding a bright red, half eaten apple.
Julie looked over at the doorway, her mouth working silently. "I...Oh..." she said, cursing herself mentally.
Tim took one step into the room, nudging the door closed with his foot. "So, am I right?" he asked. He took a small bite of his apple, chewing quietly, his eyes on hers.
Julie sat up hurriedly, her skirt brushing over her thighs. "About?" she said, stalling for time.
Tim grinned wickedly, an amused light in his eyes. He placed the apple on the desk and crossed the distance between them. Julie was keenly aware of how close he was then. She could smell that scent, something terribly earthy and arousing, the new scent of apple overlapping.
Tim stopped in front of the bed, his large hand cupping her cheek, the roughened thumb rubbing over her cheekbone. "You've been starin', watchin' me," he said, his voice whisper soft, sending a shiver through her.
Julie opened her mouth to protest. "I...I told you..." she trailed off, her skin prickling all over.
"I know what you're thinkin'," he continued. "I bet you think of everything, don’t you? I bet you're no prim and proper little girl under the sheets. I bet you're somethin' else, stripped down."
Julie gasped and wrenched her face away from his hand. She blushed hard, his words having cut right down to the core. Tim smiled. "Yeah, I thought so. I see what those other boys don't; poor Saracen never had a chance."
Julie looked up at Tim. Every clever response she could think of, gone, lost in a wave of desire. Tim took the last step closer, his hand sliding through her blonde hair. She tilted her head, leaning into his touch. Tim nudged her back on the bed, kissing her then.
She arched up into the kiss, her eyes closing under the rough heat of his mouth on hers. Julie gripped his arms, her pretty nails digging into his skin. He made a sound in his throat and deepened the kiss, his tongue teasing hers, the taste of apples then. Julie pulled him in closer, the kiss going on until she pulled her head away, gasping for air.
Tim sat down on the bed, lifting her onto his lap, facing away from him in one smooth motion. "You're a tease, Jules," he murmured, his hands sliding under her skirt, the fabric bunching back around her hips.
Julie shivered again, the image so like the dream she'd had. She dropped her head to his shoulder, her legs spreading over his thighs. Tim kissed her neck, his lips sliding over her skin, nipping here and there until she was breathing fast. "Did you know that?" he asked, his thumb hooking under the edge of her panties, the damp fabric greeting him.
"No...I...I'm not..." she stuttered, her heart racing. Tim slid his thumb over her, tugging her panties down slowly, leaving them around her knees.
"Yeah, you are," he said, his mouth trailing dangerously close to her ear. He tugged the lobe a little, two fingers spreading her. Julie's breathing hitched. She gripped the sheets on the bed, more wetness coating his fingertips.
"Those little skirts," he whispered. "I saw you the other day, doin' laundry with those little shorts on. Every time you bent over..." Tim let out a small sound of approval, his thumb sliding into her.
Julie gasped loudly, the sensation running over her, her stomach fluttering wildly. Tim brushed his other hand over her shoulder, slipping the straps to her tank top down, her nipples straining against the material. He slid the other strap down, pushing the shirt down over her breasts and undoing the clasp to her bra with only a few movements. Julie felt the cool air hit her bare breasts then, her nipples hardening more.
Tim ran his hand over one breast, tweaking the nipple gently as he did so. Julie moaned, her hips bucking on his lap. "Sexy as hell an' you don’t even know it," Tim mumbled, kissing her neck harder. He withdrew his thumb, Julie's disappointed moan music to his ears. He pushed two fingers into her easily, her body slick and welcoming him. He rubbed his thumb over her, working the nub smoothly.
Julie's mouth fell open. Doing that to herself felt good...but to have Tim's fingers and thumb teasing her? She leaned against his chest, moaning softly. "You want more, don't you?" Tim asked.
"I...Oh..." she rode his fingers, nearly incoherent.
"Tell me what you want," he whispered in her ear. Julie felt a wave of need slam into her.
"I...Tim please..." she stammered. Tim rubbed his thumb in a lazy circle. "Tell me..."
Julie cried out, her body tingling, close, so close. Tim held still, his thumb resting against her. "No!" she wriggled on his lap, kissing his jaw. "Don't stop..."
Tim tilted her face, kissing her deeply. "Tell me," he said between heated kisses, her lips swollen.
Julie leaned back against him again. "Y-Your mouth," she said, biting her lower lip. Just saying the words made her stomach flutter harder.
Tim smiled widely. "Good," he said. "You know what you want, don't you? You've been thinkin' about it, hmm?"
Julie closed her eyes. "Yeah," she whispered. Tim lifted her off his lap and onto the bed. "Lie down," he said, nudging her to do so.
Julie stretched out on her bed, her fingers toying with the hem of her top. Tim knelt on the bed, tugging her panties off completely. He parted her thighs, pressing kisses to the soft skin as he moved in closer. He looked up at her, waiting, his breath warm puffs on her wet skin. She nodded shakily, muffling a cry into her hand when she felt his mouth press against her.
Tim flicked his tongue over her, two fingers slipping in and out of her. Julie sobbed out a breath, her whole body trembling as he tasted her. She gripped the bed sheets with one hand, the other muffling her cries as they grew louder, a warm sensation tingling and creeping its way through her body. She arched her back, Tim's fingers sliding in and out, his tongue working the nub until she came with sharp cry, her hips bucking, tears stinging her eyes, her whole body buzzing with heat.
She trembled on the bed, her face heavily flushed. "I...What...should I?" she struggled to speak right.
Tim licked his lips, eyeing her. "You don't gotta do anything that you don't wanna do," he said, running his hands over her thighs. "Don't ever do anything if you don't wanna, got it?"
Julie nodded. She sat up, reaching for him. "Kiss me," she said, feeling bold, her body craving more.
Tim leaned into the kiss, smiling. "You sure?" he asked when he felt the first touches to his jeans waistband.
Julie nodded. "Can I? I just...I want to..." she said, undoing the top button. Tim sat back on his heels, watching her small hands work his zipper down. He groaned at the first tentative touches, the movements teasing his cock through his shorts.
"T-Take them down," Julie said, her eyes wide with curiosity. Tim did so, stripping his jeans and shorts off easily. Julie eyed him nervously, her hand darting out and gripping him around the base. Tim hissed out a breath, his eyes closing.
"What do I...?" Julie asked, moving her hand up experimentally. Tim moaned and nodded his head. "Yeah, just like that," he said.
Julie moved her hand slowly, watching his face as she did so. She tugged her hand, speeding up and then slowing down until he was breathing hard, his face as flushed as hers.
Tim stilled her hand finally, stopping her. Julie leaned in, kissing him, moaning into the kiss. "Do you...have, uh, y'know?" she asked.
Tim grinned, nodding. "Always," he said. He leaned her back against the bed, kissing her, his body pressed against her. He reached for his jeans with one hand, digging a packet out from his back pocket. She quirked an eyebrow at him, the unasked question in the air.
"What?" he said. "I like bein' safe."
Julie giggled a little, nervous despite herself. Tim opened the package and rolled the condom on, moving closer to her again. Julie reached for him, running her fingers into his hair. He made a soft sound at the touch, his eyes closed in bliss. Julie stole a kiss, her body pressing to his impatiently.
Tim entered her slowly. "Breathe out," he murmured. "It's gonna hurt a little."
Julie gripped his arms again, relaxing as best she could. Tim leaned his head in, kissing her as he pushed, the kisses distracting her from the initial burst of pain. Julie winced, the discomfort fading as the kiss went on, her nerves tingling all over.
Tim dropped his head to her shoulder, his breathing uneven. "God...Julie baby," he whispered.
Julie kissed his neck, urging him on. He began to move, slow and even thrusts at first. Julie moaned, rocking with the thrusts, her eyes closed. It was...even better than her dreams, she decided. He was in her, his strong body pressed to hers, the heat from his skin, the feel of him inside her. Julie arched up harder, wanting more, needing more.
Tim kissed her neck, withdrawing a little, his lips tugging one nipple. Julie cried out, sweat beading along her hairline. Tim thrust inside her lazily, his hand running over her breasts. She gasped when she felt his thumb brush over her again, slow, wet circles over her, stroking the hard nub as he thrust into her.
Julie gripped him tighter, the delicious rocking, the aching in her body, she cried out louder, his name a breathless sob as she came, the pleasure racking through her. Tim moaned lowly when she came, her insides gripping him hard. He kissed her, only managing a few more thrusts before he came as well, his mouth dropping open, color flooding his face.
His arms shook as he propped his body over hers, withdrawing soon after. He rolled the condom off and tied it neatly, placing it in the wastebasket by the bed. Julie winced and let out a soft moan. Tim glanced back at her. "You ok?" he asked.
She nodded. "Nothing too bad, but I am a little sore."
Tim stretched out beside her, smiling. "So, what else you got in those dreams, Jules?"
xx
Summary lyrics from Moonlight Desires by Gowan
