The Breakfast Club

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Morgan attempted to study her vocabulary for the spanish test today. The attempt, of course, was a fail. She sighed, and placed her chin in her hand, propping herself up on the arm of the chair. She really did like Asher. And she didn't know why she was worried. She just couldn't believe him when he said that she was beautiful, or amazing, or any of that. She'd been told that way too many times before. And now when it actually mattered, she wasn't sure.

 
Asher didn't really do anything for the rest of the lesson, not even drawing in his English book the was he usually did. He sighed and kept wondering about Morgan. Did she really think that they weren't going to last? That he eventually wouldn't want her and he'd hurt her, and that he didn't really mean what he said when he complimented her? He wasn't sure how else he could make her believe that he liked her as much as he knew he did, he wasn't good at this at all.

 
The bell rang, and Morgan packed up her stuff and headed to Spanish class, plopping down in a seat as far away from the teacher as possible. She pulled out her phone and texted Asher. Meet me at my locker after class? This problem that Morgan had needed to end, ASAP. She knew it, but she just needed to let Asher know that she wasn't used to feeling this way, and it scared her a little.

 
Asher received the text just as he was in the doorway out of English class and on his way to Study Hall (I'm going along with this thing because I have NO idea what it is, but you guys have it so..), feeling his phone vibrate in his pocket. As he sat down he read it, not entirely sure what to make of it. Sure. See you then, he texted in reply, slipping his phone away and then getting out his history book to write out the notes he was supposed to have written in class, visualising the teacher's handwriting on the board and noting it all down.

 
Asher finished his History notes, remembering most of them, anyway, and writing vague descriptions of the things he couldn't remember word for word. He'd been slow at it, because History had been right at the beginning of the day, so it took him a while to recall what they'd been through. He looked at the clock every few minutes, time passing more slowly than he felt it should be, waiting for the bell to go and to be out of there. In the mean time he read through the next passage of Romeo and Juliet from where they'd left off in the lesson before, until the bell went.

Haha, that's alright. So's mine.

 
Asher went to his locker first to put his stuff away and get his lunch out. He always brought his own lunch because Sam insisted on making it for him. She had a thing about canteen food, and, to be honest, she made pretty good lunch anyway. He then made his way to Morgan's locker, though he had to struggle through the crowd a bit to get there. When he finally recached Morgan's locker, he breathed out and smiled slightly at her. "Hey," he said. "Sorry I took a while."

 
Once Asher got over to Morgan, she practically tackled him in a hug. "I'm sorry." she murmured into his shirt. She looked up at him and gave him a kiss. "I'm just-- not used to being treated like I'm important. And everytime you tell me I'm beautiful, it makes me think of all the other times I've been told that- and every other time they've been lying. But I know you aren't lying- and it jsut gets me all confused and--" she cut off, realising she had been rambling, a trait that Riley had complained about often.

 
Asher was taken by surprise by Morgan's hug at first, and had also been about to ask her, "What for?" when she had apologise, but she spoke again before he could, and so he just hugged her tightly in return, and also gave her a kiss when she did. He listened to her, not minding at all that she was rambling; in fact, somehow he thought it endearing, in a way. So that was what that was all about. "Hey, don't worry, and you don't have to be sorry, either. I understand." And he did. After being treated the way she had been by so may other boyfriends, it didn't surprise him that somehow she wasn't sure what to believe anymore. "Somehow.. You'll just have to believe me. Because I really do think you're beautiful. And maybe you're confused as to why, and I know why that is, but I'm just as confused about why you like me, so you have nothing to worry about." He looked her right in the eyes then and smiled softly, reassuringly. "Okay?"

 
Morgan nodded, smiling with relief. She pulled him towards the auditorium, which was still empty. Once inside, she dropped her wallet on one of the cusioned chairs, and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him.

 
Asher put his lunchbox on the nearest chair as soon as she wrapped her arms around his neck. His arms found their way around her waist and he kissed her in return. He still had that niggling in the back of his mind that was telling him 'you have no idea what you're doing, you don't know how to kiss people!'; but he ignored it and eventually it went away, in its place all the crazy, wonderful sensations he got from being near to her.

He sounds about five years old, carrying around his lunchbox. N'aww.

 
He makes it precious, though :)

Morgan had better self-control, for the moment, at least. She was still enjoying herself, but in the back of her mind, she was constantly reminding herself, "Don't do anything stupid." Her kisses got longer, and more passionate. SHe moved down to his neck, kissing, and sucking. Her hands got tangled in his hair and she pulled away. "Sorry, I just couldn't resist." she said with a mischeivious smirk.

 
Aww, I know.

Asher noted that this didn't turn into anything like last night, Morgan's self control was better than she'd probably imagined it could be. He didn't know what exactly it was about him that made her more restrained- maybe because she really wanted to be something more than friends with benefits this time-, but he was glad for it. Of course, he was still a little on the nervous side sometimes, but he knew sometime that he'd be fine and he wouldn't give himself a second thought, wouldn't worry if he was enough for her. He happily complied with the growing length and intensity of the kisses, and while he seemed surprised when she moved her lips to his neck, he didn't push her away. Quite the opposite, in fact; the action caused him to shiver involuntarily and pull her closer as a result. "That's okay," he replied. He paused before adding, "I liked it."

 
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Morgan spun away and hopped onto the stage, swinging her legs back and forth. Her eyes beckoned him closer. She wasn't going to let her talents of seductiveness go to waste, even though she wasn't going to go as far as usual. Morgan's bangs fell across her face a little. A coy smile played across her lips.

 
Asher watched her for a moment and found himself being enticed by her eyes and her smile. She hadn't been like this with him before, and he stepped towards her following her beckoning look completely, all the while wondering what she was going to do next. His eyes never left hers, as though he was physically unable to look away for a second.

 
And now we see Morgan the seducer :) BAHAHAHA!

Morgan ran her hand through Asher's hair, and whispered quietly in his ear, "I'm glad you like it..." Their eyes locked again, and Morgan bit her lip before kissing him gently on the side of his mouth.

 
And Asher's like, 'Well, I thought they only did this in movies..' Hahaha.

Asher put his hands on the stage either side of Morgan, and leaned close to her. He was always pretty tall, about 6"3, and for a girl she was tall, too and the extra height the stage gave her made her see about eye to eye with him. When she kissed him, just barely on the lips, he smiled somewhat mischievously and leaned closer yet, so that he could kiss her temple. There, he was close to her ear and he murmured, "Oh, so you're teasing me now? Well, then.." before planting kisses starting from where his lips were along her jawline and just stopped short of her lips, pulling away, but being close enough to hear and feel her breathing.

 
Let the battles begin :)

Morgan raised an eyebrow, "Is that all you've got?" She contemplated her next move, and then, going back to kissing his neck, sucking every so often. She had noticed it drove him crazy before.

 
Oh, well, she'll probably win, haha :)

Asher had to chuckle a bit despite himself. "Gimme a break, Morgan," he said. Of course, the fact that he hadn't done this before and she had wouldn't be any excuse to her so speaking had been pretty futile. He was fairly in control of his reactions so far. Well, that was until she went back to his neck. She already had it down that that really got him- how did she do that? She'd sounded almost challenging when she'd spoken but really he didn't think he had much of a chance right now. He drew a sharp breath, his hands balled up slightly, and he had to close his eyes, al involuntary reactions.

 
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