Relaxing Day Around The House [M]

[lacy]

[W] Eventually
[M] Maybe

[Tagged- Blaize]

The only noise being heard in the bedroom of Lacy De Vere was the soft rustling of her comforter and her bed sheets. Slowly but surely there were more noises starting to appear and the lump on the bed was starting to move. Lacy then completely woke up and threw the covers off of her and groaned loudly not wanting to get out of bed but knowing she needed too. She then threw her legs over the edge of the bed and climbed out of the bed and walking over towards her mirror. She then frowned and put her hands into her hair and smiled jokingly. “Wow Lacy you look simply amazing.” She then walked over and opened her closet door and started searching through her clothes to see. She wasn’t sure what she wanted to wear for the day because she didn’t plan on doing anything except for lounging around all day.

She changed her mind and decided to take a shower first before picking out her outfit. She stripped off her nightclothes and put her robe on and grabbed her new shampoo and conditioner that she had bought. Lacy walked down towards the shower and made sure nobody was getting ready to take a shower as well. She also wanted to make sure the boys weren’t there, especially Zain since he tried to peek in on the girls. She shut the door and slowly stripped off her robe and started the water making sure it was hot enough for her. She climbed into the shower and started to wash her body and shampoo her hair loving the feeling of the water all over her. About 25 minutes later Lacy finished her shower and climbed out drying her body with a towel. She then used the towel for her hair and put her robe on then gathered her things and walked into her bedroom.

She finally picked out a cute outfit that was good for relaxing around the house or good for going out as well. It was a black tank top that showed an inch of her stomach, and a light pair of jeans that were ripped in the left knee. She completed the outfit with a pair of white socks she wasn’t wearing shoes because she didn’t need them quite yet. She shook her hair out and let it fall onto her shoulders wet, though it still looked pretty on her. She looked in the mirror and just put some lip gloss on her lips and walked out into the kitchen to find something to eat. Lacy went over towards the fridge to open it, she was in the mood for something sweet, maybe they had donuts left; hopefully Blaize didn’t eat them all.

[blaize]

Blaize checked the green LED numbers on the front of the DVD player in the lounge for what felt like the hundredth time that morning. 8:03am. It was early, and while most of the residents of number six were stirring out of their deep and blissful slumbers, Blaize was already fully clothed, slouched on the well worn sofa with a steaming mug of coffee resting on its arm. What was wrong with this picture was that Blaize had yet to go to bed.

The previous night he had been working in Nuit Noir, Marseille’s overly popular night club and bar. Yesterday was Friday, which meant that the world and it’s uncle was trying to get through the club’s doors, and most were successful. Now, while Blaize never really minded the busier times for Nuit Noir, hell, even relishing in the bustle and the fact that it kept him constantly busy, last night was a killer. The last customers left at gone 3am, and by the time he and the others finished cleaning up and restocking the bar (which had become his responsibility over the years), it was close to 6am, and then he had to drive home.

So he had been sitting in that same spot, still in his work clothes of black jeans and black shirt, dark blonde hair pulled back tight into a lame excuse for a ponytail in the middle of his head, waiting for his shoulders to stop aching and his head to stop pounding before going for a shower and going to bed, for the last ninety-something minutes. The last of the coveted donuts was suspended in his thick, barely milky coffee, his half closed eyes concentrating as he watched the dark brown colour creep up the sugary pastry. Perfect. Satisfied, he wasted half a second moving the sodden donut to his mouth and ripping the dunked section off to let it melt on his tongue. Hazel tinted jade eyes swept back to the Saturday morning kids show that had been seeping up his attention since he got home, but didn’t stay there long before movement in the corner of his eye caught his attention.

His gaze flicked to the door, which he had left open, that led straight into the kitchen. There, he was greeted with a sight that he could only describe as spectacular; Lacy’s back end as she searched through the fridge. A grin split his face before he could stop it, and he barely managed to fight the laugh that wanted to down out the low drone of the TV. He waited for her to notice him there, watching (obviously), but when she didn’t so much as look in his direction he took matters into his own hands. Shoving one end of the donut into his mouth so he could hold it between his teeth, Blaize grabbed the remote control from between the cushions (where it always was, of course) and quickly changed the chanel to play the CD that he knew he had left in the DVD player the day before. He skipped to track twelve, turned up the volume as loud as he dared, and listened as Nine Inch Nails’ Closer started thundering through the speakers.

Laughter lit his eyes as he tossed the remote back to the cushions and continued to eat the sugary donut. His gaze was watching Lacy though, refusing to let lose the bark of laughter that all but choked him as ”You let me violate you, you let me desecrate you. You let me penetrate you, you let me complicate you…” echoed through the otherwise quiet rooms.

[lacy]

Lacy was still looking through the fridge trying to find something to eat since she was hungry and it was a good way to start the day. She slightly heard the TV going but ignored it figuring that someone probably just left it on and she wasn’t going to turn it off. The last time she turned off the TV Zain had come in and bitched at her about turning off his show. This was when she first moved in so she was mildly shocked by it and busted into tears. That morning had ended with Lacy bailing her eyes out in the bathroom, which she eventually stopped when Blaize came and talked her through it.

Lacy didn’t know what she would do without out, because he always made her smiled and laugh. Plus Lacy really liked him, he was probably the first crush she had ever had on anybody before. They flirted with each other all the time and Blaize’s little sister told Lacy to just go for it. Though she wanted too Lacy was slightly chicken when it came to some things though she did know how to flirt and tease the hell out of him. As she was looking through the fridge she got the feeling that someone was watching her and she felt comfortable with it and instantly knew who it was. “Blaize.”

Lacy turned around and smiled at the sight that was in front of her, it was Blaize. He was sitting on the couch with some coffee and a donut hanging out of his mouth. By the look of him it looked like he hadn’t even been to bed yet his hair was slightly off centered and he looked tired she figured he had worked late and was trying to settle down from the night before. Lacy slowly put her hands on her hips and listened to the song that was on and she smirked and walked towards him.

As she was walking slowly, her hips were swaying side to side and she stopped right in front of the TV. Lacy then turned off the TV and turned back to Blaize and giggled softly. “Blaize was that your subtle way of telling me something?” Lacy moved closer towards him and in one motion straddled him one leg on each side. She moved closer and brought her lips to his ear to the point where they touched the ear but just barely.

“Was that your subtle way of telling me you wanna be inside of me, that you wanna penetrate me?” Lacy moved back and smirked pushing her hips down just a bit, slowly up slowly down applying slight pressure to his groan area. Lacy kept her soft, and husky gray eyes in contact with his jade green eyes. Lacy then instantly got off of his lap and walked towards the kitchen. “You wanna be inside of me baby you gotta work harder than a song.”

[blaize]

Mischief flooded his gaze as he polished off the pastry and followed it down with a mouthful of strong coffee, his eyes not leaving Lacy for a second. Anyone else and he’d be expecting a slap for his cheek, save maybe Harriet who he knew could take a joke as well as he could, but Lacy… well, Lacy was one of the few people Blaize never knew what to expect from. What he did know, however, was that she would at least take it as lightly as Harriet would; without the slightest trace of offence. The smirk that crept across his face was infectious as she turned her attention on him at last.

“There’s still some coffee in the pot if you’re interested,” he offered, faux innocence obvious as his eyes refused to obey his order of nonchalance and dropped to the girl’s hips. Well if she was going to swing them like that he had little hope of ignoring it. The fact that she was doing it deliberately wasn’t lost on him though, and he didn’t bother to try and disguise his obvious, lingering gaze. He watched her as she went to the TV, and raised one eyebrow as she flicked the entire system off, killing the song and drowning them in a ringing silence. A defiant glint flickered to life in his eyes as he remained silent, gaze locked on hers as she questioned him.

He should have seen it coming. Heaven knows how often she had done it before, where she did everything in her power to make him as uncomfortable as she could. She was good at it too, and because she had done it before Blaize didn’t react the way most people would either. The hand that wasn’t still holding the mug of coffee on the arm of the chair went automatically to leg as she slipped effortlessly onto his lap, his other hand itching to do the same. And then she leaned closer and whispered so close to his ear that it sent a shiver gently down his spine.

Did she know what she did to him? She had to… Blaize let his eyes close for the briefest of moments, a smirk tugging on the corner of his lips as he listened to her teasing tones. He liked it truly, but he had always liked Lacy. She was attractive… no, she was hot, to say the least. It didn’t help that she told him time and again that if he wanted something, anything, of her, she’d be more than willing to oblige. Maybe it was her promises that had him keeping her firmly at arms length all this time. She was tempting, and interested in him, and those two things put together rarely ended well. The last time things were made that easy for him Blaize couldn’t have predicted the catastrophe that particular girl brought to his life. It was that same girl that had left him scarred deeper than he really admitted to, and never really trusting a girl since. That was seven years ago, and since then the longest relationship he had ever had was barely a few weeks. Sure he had brought girls back from the club on numerous occasions, but Lacy…. Lacy was different, he was sure, and he was wary of what she wanted from him. Yes, it was that that had him turning the eager girl down countless of times in the past.

Apparently though, even Blaize had his limits.

He had been growing steadily tired of saying ‘no’ to Lacy, and saying ‘but…’ to Artemis over the last few weeks. Every time Artemis got anywhere close to him something he said or did seemed to push her away, at least on the more personal, less friendly front, and when it came to Lacy… she was just getting harder to say no to. No pun intended. Especially when the only thing he could do with her fluid movement in his lap was breath right, and only barely at that. When she got up to leave she took his mind with her, and despite the small voice in his mind that told him not to, he acted on impulse.

He sat the near empty coffee cup down on the low table beside the arm of the sofa, and half rose from the overstuffed cushions. The hand that had remained empty all this time reached out and his strong fingers easily hooked the backmost belt loop of her jeans, and gave a firm tug and the taught material. He pulled her back, slouching into the cushions again himself and pulling her back against him. Her weight, heavy on most of his front, was enough to get his breath quickening in the slightest. He wrapped an arms loosely around her waist, resting his palm on her opposite hip, unconsciously pulling her even closer to him.

“Since when did either of us have to work hard at this kind of thing?” he whispered close to her ear, his breath blowing stray strands of pale blonde hair as he spoke.

[lacy]

Lacy had turned towards Blaize knowing full well that he had played that song just for her to hear because he wanted to fuck her. As she started walking towards him her hips swaying side to side Lacy could see that as much as he was trying his eyes zeroed in right on her hips. “I am not interested in coffee Blaize and you know that.” As she moved closer towards him she knew full well that he knew exactly what she was doing. As she turned off the TV completely she watched as Blaize’s eyebrow was raised and she smirked, and licked her bottom lip with just the tip of her tongue. As she questioned him their eyes were locked on one another’s eyes, her eyes twinkled with excitement. Without a moments hesitation Lacy and straddled Blaize, and she knew she had instantly gotten a reaction out of him. One of his hands was still holding onto his coffee mug, but his other hand instantly went to her leg, and she pushed her hips up at the motion. It was then that she went and whispered into his ear, and she right away saw his reaction, she felt his spine shiver.

She kept watching him and saw that his eyes were closed for a few moments, then they reopened and she could see a smirk forming on the sides of his lips. As he wasn’t saying anything at the moment Lacy took this as her chance to look over Blaize. She was so attracted to him, his long hair his green eyes that always seemed to see right through her. Also his muscles it turned her on so much she could just feel his strength whenever he hugged her. Lacy had been trying for quite some time to be intimate with Blaize but he always seemed to put it off and find some reason to say no. Lacy was confused a lot of the time, because she knew that she effected him but he still said no. In her mind she figured if she tried her hardest maybe just maybe she could break down his resistance. Also the fact that he was always making comments to her or like playing that song he was playing, Lacy knew he wanted her just as much as she wanted him.

Lacy then started teasing him more so than she was before, she started to move her hips slowly up and down. She instantly knew that she was getting a reaction from him because she could feel his member rising slightly. Lacy decided to tease him really bad and see how he reacted she in one motion got off his lap and straightened her pants and was about to walk into the kitchen. As she was getting ready to walk away she sort of glanced behind her and saw and heard Blaize set down his coffee cup and she turned back around smirking. Instantly she let out a squeal as Blaize had reached up and hooked his fingers through her belt loop on the back of her pants. He gave a tuck and she was pulled back instantly her weight landed on him, and Lacy could feel his erection right away. Lacy smirked as she heard his breathing quicken slightly as her backside came in contact with his front side.

Lacy slacked back against his body as his arms wrapped loosely around her waist, his palm was resting on her opposite hip. Slowly but surely Lacy felt him pulling her even closer, and she sighed with content listening to him talk. He whispered close to her ear, his breathing blowing her pale blonde hair around softly. When he did whisper in her ear, Lacy instantly let out a very soft whimper almost unnoticeable. Lacy then threw her head back onto his shoulder and slowly started moving her hips up and down pushing down into his erection. “I am tired of working so hard for this Blaize.” She got off his lap once more and sat next to him bringing her hand to his face. “I am tired Blaize…. I want you and I know you want me stop fighting it.” Lacy leaned forward pressing her chest to his side and grabbed his chin to look at her, she looked into his eyes smirking. Closing her eyes she leaned forward and pressed her lips to his softly pulling away after a few seconds.

[blaize]

He did it to himself. It was his own fault that Lacy treated him like this; his own fault that he encouraged her to behave like she did. Yet he did nothing against it. Maybe it was cruel to lead her on like he did, but he could never manage to thwart the girl’s playful advances, and it was those advances that turned not-so-innocent. Just like now. As she dropped her head back onto his shoulder Blaize brushed his nose through her golden hair just behind her ear and breathed deep. She smelled good. She always smelled good, some form of fruit or candy that he could only recognise as ‘Lacy’.

It wasn’t her scent that drove him insane now though, but her movement. He bit his tongue behind closed lips as he fought and succeeded in remaining silent; a feat that Lacy wasn’t quite managing, he noticed with sigh. His mind was becoming muddled as he felt her grind back against him. All the blood of his body seemed determined now to reach the one extremity that was biding for total control of the situation, and if he wasn’t careful it was going to win.

She was tired. That much he could understand. He was tired too; tired of all the flirting and the innocent games that were never really all that innocent, tired of looking and not touching, tired of flirting without results; tired of not getting what he wanted because he wasn’t sure what that actually was. Now though, right then and there, there was only one thing on his mind and he was positive he wanted it.

When she slipped off him he opened his eyes, finally, to look at her. There was a sincerity and a hunger in her eyes that he had never seen before, and if truth be told it only had his mindset quickening. He wanted her, she knew it, and she wanted him. So what was holding him back? Right then he couldn’t actually remember. So when she looked him directly in the eyes and pulled his chin towards her he gave little resistance. Her lips were soft on his, gentle but confident as he kissed her back. And when she pulled away he barely managed to open his eyes again. He lifted his own hand and slipped it smoothly across her neck before cradling the very back of her head in his hand. He pulled her close again and pressed another kiss to her lips, this one more fervent than the last, but just as gentle.

He had wanted this girl for months, since he first laid eyes on her, and while there were other people that warred for his attention, and oftentimes won it too, he never felt less for her than every other day. She was an extremely attractive woman, and frequently he had been tempted, but he never gave in to those urges until now. There was always just too much to consider. None of which he could think of then, as he felt her softly tense lips surrender under his and he deepened the kiss.

And damn it, she tasted as good as she smelled.

He almost missed it, but as he paused for the briefest of moments to gather what breath had been stolen from him, he heard the front door open and shut again with a bit of force. He had no idea who it was, but right then he didn’t care. Or at least that was what he told himself. He pulled away slightly, knowing that they were about to be interrupted by someone, and he looked into the smoky grey of her eyes with the darkening jade of his.

“Are you sure this is what you want?” he asked, his voice a low whisper, suddenly more serious than the playful teasing of moments before. But he knew she knew what he meant. She had been told countless times before that Blaize wasn’t interested in a relationship, and had even argued people that had tried to tell him otherwise. He didn’t need… he didn’t want a girlfriend or a soul mate, and if that was what Lacy was after right then, he didn’t want this.

[lacy]

As Lacy dropped her head back onto his shoulder she could feel Blaize brush his nose through her hair and inhale deeply, smelling her hair. She moaned softly because his nose was softly tickling her neck, which Lacy held in from giggling. As she sat there on his lap and started to slowly move back and forth on his lap knowing she would be getting a reaction out of him. Not many males could resist a girl grinding herself into his hardening lap for an extended period of time. As she was grinding her backside into his front side she was thinking to herself how badly she wanted this. She wasn’t willing to wait any longer, Lacy had been teased and flirted with long enough by Blaize to know he wanted her too. She just couldn’t figure out what was stopping him from finally giving into his desires. It was then that she chose to slip off his lap and sit next to him, and in her mind she knew just what she was going to do she was finally going to kiss Blaize. Her eyes held desire and hunger for Blaize’s body to connect with hers, nothing was holding her back anymore, not even Blaize.

It was then that Lacy looked him right in the eyes and pulled his chin towards her, which she felt him resisting slightly. She then closed her eyes and pressed her soft lips to his, then instantly pulled away just as he was kissing her back. She opened her eyes slightly and saw that his eyes were barely opened himself, he then lifted his own hand towards her. She felt him as he slipped it across her neck almost cradling her and he pulled Lacy closer towards him. Their lips touched once more, a little bit more fierce than before, but it still held the romantic feeling to it. Lacy let out a small whimper as their lips played on each others. As they were kissing Lacy could feel the energy coming from his body and she felt alive more so than usual. Her lips slowly opened up to his more powerful lips as Blaize deepened their kiss, and Lacy let loose. She got a tad bit braver and darted her tongue out of her mouth and ran it across his lips before putting it back into her mouth.

As they were tangled up in each other the front door opened and shut with some sort of anger behind it, but Lacy ignored it. She whined softly when she felt Blaize pulling away her eyes locking instantly to the green beauty that was his eyes. “Blaize ignore whoever it is, they aren’t important right now what’s important right now is me and you.” As she spoke those words Zain walked into the room and he had sneered in their direction. “Aww the crybaby and the pretty boy how cute. Lacy he must like you if he ignores that you are always cryin.” He started to walk away from them towards his bedroom which Lacy glared after him. She then put her head down and realized that he was right she was always crying how could Blaize want her. She did remember that he had asked her if she was sure she wanted this, Lacy knew what he meant. Blaize wasn’t interested in a relationship, he didn’t want a girlfriend, or anything along those lines. As much as she did want that with Blaize she knew that if she said that he would say no to being with her intimately, so she didn’t speak a word of it. “This is what I want Blaize, I know what comes with this, I know this is just a one time thing and I am fine with that, trust me.” Though she told Blaize that she understood, inside Lacy was tearing up, because she wanted to be with him always, he was her best friend, yet so much more too Lacy only.

[blaize]

Shhhhooorrrrrt.... gaaahhhhhh >.<

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When a man is sitting barely an inch from a woman so obviously attractive, and she basically spells it out that she too just wants the physicality, there are two options that man faces. Either he rips her clothes off, or he lets her do it herself.

He had completely ignored Zain’s rude words, or at least tried to, and didn’t even match Lacy’s glare after the immature little git. He knew that Zain’s days in the house were numbered and all he had to do was not kill him before then. A tricky task, but well worth it for the jail sentence he would save himself.

“Ignore him, Lace,” he had echoed her words back to her, a knowing glint in his eye as he could almost see her composure returning. What had a smile on his face was the thought of how long it would take him to make her to lose it again. If only he knew what was going through her mind. Lacy was one of his best friends, that much was true, and he would never do anything to hurt her. Not even this. If only he knew how she felt he would have put a stop to this before he even laid his lips on her. Now though there was no doubt that he was going to hurt her without meaning to. And he didn’t even know.

The smirk the crept across his lips again as he realised that they were on the same page was more than endearing, and with Zain long out of the living room and even further from his mind, Blaize pulled Lacy closer again. It was like he never broke the kiss before, the intensity immediately flooding back to them as he let his tongue caress and tease hers. It was heaven. It was a touch that he had been craving for a very long time, and it was better than he had imagined.

The hand that held her head dropped now to slip around her waist and pull her closer still. He let the tips of his fingers slide graciously across the strip of bare skin on her lower back.

“Lace,” he whispered again, against her lips. “You know someone else is going to walk through that door…” Of course, he didn’t mention just who it was that he feared would catch them.

[lacy]

(Its okay dun worry bout it)

Lacy was sitting on Blaize’s lap enjoying herself because there was nowhere else she would rather be then in his lap. As she was sitting on his lap Lacy could feel his erection through his pants, and she instantly shivered knowing that she had to tell him soon. Lacy was still a virgin and wanted Blaize to know so he wasn’t too rough with her she didn’t want to be in pain. Zain had walked through and of course said some rude words, which he had been saying to her since the day she moved in to the house. She remembered Blaize telling her a few days ago that Zain would be leaving soon, it just depended on if he left first or if Blaize kicked him out. Lacy knew that Blaize had to stop himself from seriously hurting Zain which she was glad she didn’t want to bail him out of jail since chances are he would be arrested.

She heard him tell her to ignore Zain which she tried her hardest and turned away from him to face back to the man whose lap she was sitting on. Lacy couldn’t believe that she was this close to making love to Blaize something she had wanted for a long time. She wasn’t going to let anything stop her this time especially Zain, she was going to get her man. The feeling of his hands on her hips and when his lips were on hers Lacy could barely stop herself from moaning loudly right then and there. She decided that she had to control herself until they got into the privacy of his bedroom. That way they could be loud but still be out of the public eye of their housemates. As Zain left the living room completely Lacy turned her attention fully to Blaize and was very keen on what he was going to do to her, and what he was already doing.

She felt him pull her back closer towards him and she bit her bottom lip to stop herself from moaning out for him to here. Their kiss was instantly continued passion shooting between them as their lips battled together. His tongue was teasing hers and Lacy did moan softly before closing her teeth down and nibbling softly on his bottom lip. She felt his hand that was on her head slip down onto her waist pulling her even closer towards him. His fingertips slid across the strip of skin that was showing from her shirt, on her back. Lacy instantly shivering and giggled because it aroused her more so than before and it tickled. Without taking his lips off of hers he whispered that someone else was going to come through the door eventually and she knew this. She then pressed her lips against his softly before pulling away and smirking. “Well Blaize you better get me into your room then.”