messy faces - albus/eva

Albus had encountered many girls speaking to him in flirtatious manners during his day. Albus was handsome, he had amazing eyes, cute front teeth, the perfect eyebrows and a smile that could light up the sky. The boy was well aware he had these beautiful features that most saw to be attractive, the only problem was, sometimes he'd realize that was the only thing people saw of him. They didn't take time to realize he had a great personality. Albus was cleaver and witty, no they saw these physical things. You'd never expect the son of Harry Potter to go through a depression where he'd spend his life in bed not eating or sleeping, his mood swings were drastic and he'd harm himself to get rid of his trauma. No most girls wanted to realize looks, not get to know him which was also why he rarely opened up to them. Albus was a logical person he head a big heart that he cut off from most. The boy had suffered enough losing his idol. He didn't need to be tampered with by the female mind.

If Eva didn't make the impression she did on him, he wouldn't have giving her this window to hook up with him. Albus was picky about whom he allowed to come close. Especially after his father passed. This girl had warmed her way into his heart, resulting in the fact he trusted her. Albus wouldn't let anyone speak to her out of term, though he was quite sure she could handle herself. Being a loyal and good friend, he'd have to put in his two sense. Albus had a love for Eva, it was platonic but, maybe once in the past a small crush on his part. It never went anywhere though. Once he realized how much they were different that changed, he didn't think bad of the girl, just knew she was faster to grow up then him. It was easy to see, Albus had kept himself a full on good boy with morals til a couple weeks before he turned sixteen. His first kiss, and everything wasn't his doing. Albus only knew the small promiscuous things because he watched girls do it to his older brother. Albus was innocent for a long time, and now with his freedom, and Eva helping him open up a bit, things were become a bit clearer. Though the boy was probably aware she was as in shock as he was for allowing this to take place.

Albus allowed her lips to lock with his and when he felt her hand he pulled away out of insecurity. The boy briefly explained what held him back, and she actually understood? What a shocker, he listened to her words and nodded trying to calm himself. When she ran her finger though his hair he smiled feeling himself soothed. Albus loved when girls ran their fingers through his hair, this being one of his weaknesses. When she suggested killing them he looked into her eyes and took in a breath. Albus tried to remain calm as he slouched a bit making his body less tense. Albus blushed feeling her hand reach his thigh and he tried to concentrate on the relaxing look in her eyes. As her hand got higher he exhaled quietly keeping himself relaxed and when she finally touched him he shifted a bit. Albus looked into her eyes again and placed his hand on her hip allowing her to touch him for a moment before he pulled her into another kiss. Distracting his thoughts would be best at this time. Al let his hand wonder to her backside pulling her closer allowing his hand to roam freely. The boy hoped she was comfortable with his actions but if she wasn't she'd let him know right. At her touch he felt himself getting excited, groaning into the kiss as he reached down and unbuttoned his pants, unzipping his fly for her to have better access to him. He felt his heart start to flutter as his stomach flipped involuntarily. At this moment he wanted more but he wouldn't speak out of term to her, she was doing a great job, but he couldn't help his curious nature.

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Eva could visibly see that this was going to be hard for Albus. She was in half of a right mind to stop and forget all about it, but she knew that he wanted this, even if so that he would be able to feel more comfortable about situations like this when he was with someone he wanted to be with like this. Normally, that would make someone feel bad or like they were being used, but Eva didn’t see it that way. She was helping her friend learn, so that he wouldn’t be a fool when the real time came, or laughed at when he showed his inexperience to whomever was the ‘lucky one’ that he was with in such a way. She’s had her own experiences like that, and she would have loved to have a friend willing to help her for the sake of helping her and not because they wanted to take advantage of her.

When her hand finally reached his lap, she felt his shift under her touch, and she watched him carefully as her fingertips softly grazed over his pants. His hands found her hips as she slowly moved her fingers along his pants and she smiled warmly at him, as if to reassure him that she wasn’t going to hurt him in any way. He must have read her face because he then pulled her into another kiss, which she assumed was his way of distracting his min from his insecurities and the discomfort he was feeling. She took a step closer to him as he pulled her closer, the kiss deepening slightly as that happened. She moved her hand along his lap once more and he groaned into her mouth, which only made her smile as she kissed him. That meant he was enjoying it, and that he wasn’t feeling as uncomfortable anymore. This was a good thing.

He then reached down and unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. As he pushed them out of the way, Eva removed her hand from his lap to give him the space he required. She pulled her lips from his as she watched him, looking into his eyes to make sure that he really meant for this to continue and not just because he thought it should. She could tell he looked a little uneasy, but, if this was really the first time he was experiencing something like this, she could understand why he seemed as such. She smiled warmly at him again as she slowly brought her hand to his lap once more, touching him through the soft material of his underwear. “Just tell me when you want me to stop,” she whispered as she continued to move against his underwear, slipping one finger beneath the material to touch his skin.

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The girls smile was what kept him feeling alright about this whole situation. Albus was sure the only thing keeping him in this room, on this table, was the feeling of warmth she provided him with. Eva had a sparkle in her eyes, not to mention brown eyes like his own grandmother's soothed him in a way. The mystery that lay within brown eyes he would never understand, all he knew is he was attracted to the feature. Perhaps it was because it was something he himself did not have, never-the-less he enjoyed the difference. Albus wasn't sure how fast he'd actually be able to act with his hopeful new skills. The last person he kissed was his best friend and it didn't go too far. Not that he wanted to over think on the topic. However he did have his moments and he planned to drink on Valentines day. Albus wasn't sure if he;d ever feel comfortable with someone enough to do these actions sober, yet here he was with a clear mind. It was Bloody Eva West and her ways that had him so welcoming, he swore.

In all honesty he hoped neither of them would regret these actions. Perhaps it would be one of those, never brig it up again type things. He and Frankie had a couple of those, and why was his mind suddenly dancing around that boy. It was only a kiss, however, a great one indeed. Albus blushed at his thought as he came to and looked down at her hand on his lap. Hopeless as he felt he pushed back his thoughts and looked into her eyes regaining control of his nervousness. The boy was starting to feel a bit bolder as he allowed his eyes to skim over her curves. Albus bit his bottom lip enjoying his thought process. None of his thoughts of Miss West being, innocent at this point in time. He placed his hand on her hip sliding his fingers under her shirt. A traced shapes on her warm skin, trying to find a comfortable stop in his mind. Her skin was soft, and he enjoyed the feeling of her so close to him. Everything was fine, he didn't need to panic at this moment.

There they were again, those eyes awaiting him to take down his slacks and welcome her. Albus needed to keep his mind in a naughty manner or he'd screw up and run off. Albus Potter, was not a bitch, nor was he gay he needed to feel this. It replayed over and over in his mind as he listened to her words and gulped. "What if I don't want you to stop?" Albus asked closing his eyes. Her fingers soon found their destination and he felt his heart race, as if it were going to pound out of his chest. Albus felt himself start to breath heavy as he grew excited due to her tough. His cheeks stained a scarlet color. Was he sweating? Would his manhood not impress her? Where was the off button? Albus opened his eyes and looked down into his lap. He had to constantly remind himself this was part of growing up. "Eva..I..I'm sc..scared." Albus whispered shifting a bit. Only a female could cause him to stutter like that, Albus disliked how they had that much control over his mind. He reached for her free hand and traced shapes on the back of it trying to distract his mind from freaking out, the feeling of her skin soothed him. Did he wanted Eva to stop? Of course not, he just needed to get used to the feeling and stop over thinking. Perhaps be assured he wasn't dying, and if he kept hyperventilating he'd give himself an asthma attack. Who knew.

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His fingers were cold on her skin, but it wasn’t enough to make her move away from him. The coolness of his hands actually felt good on her hot skin, and she didn’t move as she allowed him to explore the bare skin beneath her shirt. She couldn’t help but take in a sharp breath as she felt his fingers slowly tracing lines along her skin, causing her to get excited by it. If anyone had ever told her that she would be having this experience with Albus Potter, she would have thought they were crazy. They didn’t have this type of relationship, and yet, here they were embarking on a whole new level for them both, though more so for him than her.

She couldn’t help but arch an eyebrow at him when he asked her, rhetorically she was sure, what she’d do or say if he didn’t want her to stop. “Well, then I won’t,” she said with a playful wink of her eye. She knew this was all new to him and she knew that he would have his reservations about the whole thing. She also knew that he wanted to learn this for future endeavors, which she couldn’t blame him for. The last thing anyone really ever wanted to be was inexperienced when they wanted to be the exact opposite. She continued to slowly move her fingers along his manliness as he sat before her, he fingers still above the material of his underwear.

She slipped a finger beneath it to touch his hardening skin and she could feel him react to her touch. She could hear his breath start to grow labored and she noticed that his cheeks turned a slight shade of red and she just watched him as she continued to slowly stroke him. He admitted that he was scared and she smiled sweetly at him and leaned forward and pressed her lips to his briefly. “I will be as gentle as possible,” she whispered to him. “All you have to do is tell me when to stop, if you want me to,” she said as she began to quicken her strokes. She then leaned in and kissed him again, hoping she could make him more comfortable as she continued.

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