Marissa Clarke
Outside of US Native
Daughter of Jessica and Porter
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Post by Marissa Clarke on Mar 31, 2020 20:07:32 GMT -5
underwear
Even though they had made the plans to spend the weekend in Paris mere days ago, the rest of the week had seemed to drag on quite slowly to Marissa. So, she did potentially have an ulterior motive behind suggesting this short holiday, although Ashton was the one who had ultimately chosen the city to visit and who had invited her to come along. However, she was honestly just looking forward to immersing herself in the cultural attractions Paris had to offer, and to spend that time with someone who would appreciate it all as much as she did. They had met at St. Pancras station after school had let out and boarded the train together, arriving in Paris a little before eight. The journey to their hotel had taken another forty minutes or so, so by the time they had arrived, the night was already nearly over. They'd still decided to make the short walk over to Champ de Mars and take in the Eiffel tower lighting up the night, and although she'd never been a sentimental girl, she had to admit it had been rather nice to stroll through the quiet streets with him and admire one of the city's most iconic sight.
It was shortly after ten by the time they'd made it back to their room, and she took his offer of using the bathroom first so that she could get ready for the night, getting her nighttime routine done shortly before letting him have his turn. While alone in the room, she got herself undressed for bed, folding her clothes and putting them in the dirty clothes pouch she'd brought along in her backpack, slipping under the sheets and plugging her phone in so that she could catch up on a few things as she waited for him to join her.
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Post by Ashton Greve on Apr 1, 2020 19:56:31 GMT -5
It had seemed like quite a waste not to go see anywhere else while Ashton was already in England. Originally he'd planned on going to see as many places as possible, but as it turned out he had just ended up being too busy doing new things and hanging out with new friends and then Marissa herself to put much effort into planning. So when Marissa had suggested that they take a weekend trip together it seemed like the perfect alternative. The train ride to Paris was honestly pretty painless and made him marvel again at how different life was over here than it was in the US. Though they hadn't planned on doing much tonight the short walk that they'd made over to see the Eiffel tower lighting up had been really great, it'd been one of those moments that seemed surreal in a few different ways. Once they'd gotten back to the hotel though they'd decided that it was time to go to bed and so he'd let her use the bathroom first while he got into his pajamas in the room. Once the bathroom was free, he went in and did his own evening routine before returning to the bedroom.
Getting into bed though was more of a process as when he pulled back the sheets he saw that she wasn't wearing anything other than underwear. His throat tightened as he quickly put the sheet back, looking at Marissa in a bit of shock. "Where are your pajamas?" he asked, his voice a bit odd to his own ears.
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Marissa Clarke
Outside of US Native
Daughter of Jessica and Porter
Posts: 192
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Post by Marissa Clarke on Apr 1, 2020 20:40:47 GMT -5
Marissa had a pretty clear idea of where the conversation would go once Ashton returned to the bedroom and realized she was wearing next to nothing. Obviously, after her first attempt at having sex with him, she'd learned her lesson not to just assume he'd jump right into it. There would be a discussion about it all, no doubt, but he had told her that the legality of the matter was the one thing stopping him. Seeing as she'd now eliminated that aspect, she figured she would soon find out if he'd been honest about it, or if he'd used it as an excuse. Not that she doubted that he wanted her - there had been a brief moment of insecurity when faced with rejection, but that had passed quickly. She knew he wanted her. But it was possible there was a moral issue with this all too, and he hadn't wanted to admit it. Looking up at him as he started getting into bed, setting her phone down on the nightstand as he hurriedly put the sheet back down once he noticed her state of undress and questioned where her pajamas were. "I don't usually wear pajamas," she told him with a light shrug. "You've seen me topless before, Ashton," she pointed out.
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Post by Ashton Greve on Apr 1, 2020 20:55:51 GMT -5
Ashton had not been expecting Marissa to be naked, or mostly naked, when he went to get into bed. He thought that his self control was good but he didn't know how well he'd fare being in bed with a practically naked Marissa for a whole night and he worried about what would happen if he woke up the next morning to have her somehow pressed against him in just her underwear. And he liked the thought more than he wanted to admit, which was not reassuring to him at all. "Well yes, but this is different," he answered as she pointed out that she'd seen him topless before. "This is sharing a bed with you when you're naked." He hoped that she understood what he meant though he realized as soon as the words were out that his girlfriend - lover of technicalities - was going to correct him. "Mostly naked. I don't- Marissa, I'm not comfortable with that. If you want I can give you my shirt to sleep in and I'll sleep without it." That would make him topless but if she was wearing something then it would even out, because the skin to skin contact would be minimum.
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Marissa Clarke
Outside of US Native
Daughter of Jessica and Porter
Posts: 192
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Post by Marissa Clarke on Apr 2, 2020 14:44:04 GMT -5
Obviously, Marissa had expected a reaction out of Ashton once he saw that she was only wearing underwear to bed, but she hadn't thought he would actually pull back and not even join her at all. She wasn't really lying when she said that she didn't usually wear pajamas. Granted, she did when she was sharing a bed with someone else, like Jessamine, but this was different. He was her boyfriend, and as she'd just pointed out to him, he had seen her in this state of undress in the past, so she really hadn't though it would actually be that big a deal. Hearing him say that it was different, because it entailed sharing a bed with her while naked - noting that he corrected that statement to mostly naked before she had a chance to - she simply gave him a bit of a look, holding back a sigh as he added that he just wasn't comfortable with it and actually offered his shirt for her to sleep in. "Why does it make you uncomfortable?" she questioned, deciding to address that first since it would likely become a moot point once she informed him that they could do what they wanted here without him getting in legal trouble.
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Post by Ashton Greve on Apr 4, 2020 19:25:33 GMT -5
Marissa was a surprising person, that was something that Ashton had learned early on during his relationship with her and he kept finding himself surprised by her. In this case it was awkward on top of being surprising, which was his least favorite way for things to be. Of course she was as cool as could be as she asked why it made him uncomfortable. "Well because.." he tried to figure out if there was some articulate way to say everything going through his mind right now. There really wasn't. "There's just implications and then what if something happens during the night and we end up all-" He moved his hands one around the other to illustrate a sort of tangled up together idea. "And it's just that, you know, in the mornings things can be..." He sighed and shook his head lightly, closing his eyes for a beat before continuing on. "I only have so much self control, Marissa and I don't like testing it just for fun." If he'd known she preferred to sleep like this he could have asked for a room with two beds and then he wouldn't have to even deal with her nudity.
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Marissa Clarke
Outside of US Native
Daughter of Jessica and Porter
Posts: 192
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Post by Marissa Clarke on Apr 8, 2020 7:57:14 GMT -5
Marissa had noticed early on that Ashton was the kind of person to get embarrassed rather easily, and right now seemed to be no exception as he tried to explain why he was uncomfortable sharing a bed with her if she wore next to nothing, even though he'd seen her like this before. Watching him with interest as he spoke of how there was an implication there, that something somehow happened throughout the night, or in the morning as they woke up. Admittedly, none of those things sounded bad to her, but then she had information he didn't yet. As he added that he only had so much self control and didn't like testing it just for fun, she moved herself from under the covers, getting onto her knees as she moved to the edge of the bed he was closer to and wrapped her arms around his waist, looking up at him. "I'm not trying to test you, Ashton," she told him, knowing he would be dubious about that, but then she'd never outright lied to him before and she wasn't about to start now. "And it's certainly not just for fun," she went on, leaning a bit closer so that she could press her lips against his in a soft kiss.
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Post by Ashton Greve on Apr 9, 2020 17:09:16 GMT -5
Ashton had never thought he'd be put through these sorts of tests in his life but here he was, having to figure out the right argument to get his extremely attractive girlfriend to put on clothes. He was fairly certain that Justin would not understand this when he told him about it. And since Marissa was not someone to make things easy on him it didn't even surprise him when she moved out from under the covers to the edge of the bed where he was, though he used his self control to try and keep his eyes on her face instead of her body as she wrapped her arms around him and said that this wasn't a test. Even when she added that this wasn't for fun he didn't have a chance to say anything before her lips were on his. At that point he allowed himself to return the kiss for a moment before pulling back. "Marissa," he said, the extreme reluctance in his voice not hidden. "We talked about this." He was gentle as he said it, not wanting to hurt her feelings or make her feel personally rejected because he wasn't rejecting her.
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Marissa Clarke
Outside of US Native
Daughter of Jessica and Porter
Posts: 192
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Post by Marissa Clarke on Apr 9, 2020 22:04:58 GMT -5
Marissa wasn't doing anything to actively 'seduce' Ashton right now. Honestly, she'd never really seen nudity as such a big deal. It was just her body, but society made it inherently sexual. Obviously, she wasn't upset that her boyfriend was physically attracted to her and found himself affected when he did see her in a state of undress, but even if she hadn't had plans for the night, she wouldn't have thought that her being topless as they shared a bed would have been a big deal or had any sort of implication. Then again, this wasn't the first time she'd realized that she and Ashton had fairly different opinions on those kind of matters. Looking up at him as he pulled away from the kiss and spoke in a way that clearly indicated to her that he wished he could have just kept going, figuring there was no point in delaying things any further. "Yes, we talked about how you didn't want to have sex in England because of the law," she spoke, her tone matter-of-fact as she looked at him unashamedly. "But laws are different everywhere, and we happen to be in a different country," she went on with a slight tilt of her head.
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Post by Ashton Greve on Apr 11, 2020 10:20:24 GMT -5
A lot of people probably would not understand why Ashton was so strict on this and clearly he hadn't been great at explaining it to Justin because his brother didn't get it either when he'd tried to get it out. He loved Marissa, he knew that with certainty but there were things that made real life more complicated than just loving her. So when she answered him by saying that, yes, they'd spoken about this he was confused at what she was getting at. Then she spelled it out and the shock that he hadn't even considered this was palpable. Swallowing hard he looked at his girlfriend a bit stupidly, blinking at her and having a lot of questions as well as suddenly worrying that the literal years since he'd last had sex would make him a very bad choice to have sprung this on. The most important one had to be asked though, so he licked his bottom lip as he looked down at her. "Did you, uh, bring protection then?" he asked even though he had a feeling that he knew what the answer was going to be - but that was something that he had to be sure of first.
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Marissa Clarke
Outside of US Native
Daughter of Jessica and Porter
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Post by Marissa Clarke on Apr 11, 2020 15:43:16 GMT -5
It was clear to Marissa that Ashton was a bit taken aback by the information she had just supplied him with and he was now considering what it meant. He certainly didn't seem upset by the revelation that they were free to do what they wanted here without him putting himself at risk with the law, but he definitely looked surprised. Part of her did wonder if the prolonged silence that followed meant that he was trying to think of a way out of it, although it was hard to feel too worried about it as she watched him lick at his bottom lip, giving her the urge to do the same. As she heard the first words out of his mouth, she couldn't quite keep herself from giving him a bit of a look, although she simply moved back toward her side of the bed so that she could reach for the small bag she'd set on her nightstand. It contained a few personal items she wanted to keep closer than where she'd set her toiletries bag in the bathroom, like Advil, and more relevant right now, condom. She retrieved one out of it and turned back to him as she held it up between two fingers, figuring that should be confirmation enough for him.
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Post by Ashton Greve on Apr 12, 2020 15:10:05 GMT -5
Ashton knew that Marissa was the prepared type, that asking was more of just making sure before he could officially get on board with this. Therefore when she pulled a condom out of the small bag that she'd kept on the nightstand next to her he gave a nod and got into bed with her, now finding himself nervous for an entirely different reason. "So, I just want to let you know that it's been a while since I've done anything," he told her, figuring that it was a fair warning. "So please just tell me if there's something that you think that I should be doing differently and if you change your mind- just tell me, okay?" Marissa wasn't the type to hold back to spare his feelings but this was a different situation than just where they were going to dinner or what sort of activities that he had planned for the day. He knew it might be awkward at some points as they figured things out and he didn't want her to feel like there was anything wrong with that - it wasn't like media often showed just how real first times tended to go.
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Marissa Clarke
Outside of US Native
Daughter of Jessica and Porter
Posts: 192
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Post by Marissa Clarke on Apr 13, 2020 17:17:05 GMT -5
This was obviously quite different from the last time Marissa had tried to lead into sex, but it wasn't like there had been a way around it. She admittedly should have known from the get go that there was a discussion to be had about it, regardless of the outcome, so that they could be on the same page. She watched him as he got into bed with her, moving slightly so that she was sitting rather than kneeling as he told her that it'd been a while since he'd done anything, and basically to speak up if there was anything wrong. That was something she'd known to expect from him, but she was pretty good at managing her expectations anyway. "It's not like I have basis for comparison," she pointed out as she lightly ran her fingers through his hair, resting her hand against the side of his neck. "But I will," she added, knowing that he needed the reassurance that she wouldn't keep quiet if she wasn't comfortable. She tried not to press things on right away as she leaned in closer, allowing her lips to meet his as her body moved closer to his own, unable to quite hide the hint of eagerness as she did so.
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Post by Ashton Greve on Apr 14, 2020 18:01:59 GMT -5
Ashton gave a bit of a shrug as Marissa pointed out that she had no basis for comparison which he figured was true but not fully true because if he had been really bad he was sure that she would know. Not that he was planning on being bad on purpose, but depending on the media she'd already consumed she might have some ideas that he could not live up to. Luckily, she did agree to let him know if there was anything wrong, even though he planned on keeping a close eye on her. When her lips met his he kissed her deeply, able to feel the way she was more eager than before but not rushing anything. Instead, he moved deliberately as he deepened the kiss and allowed his hands to start moving across her body, carefully taking her in without any hurry. He wanted to feel all of her and make sure that by the time that things did start getting more intense she'd be more than ready. After a few minutes of kissing her lips he did allow himself to pull his lips away from her own, starting to trail kisses down along her neck and stopping at each weaker spot along the way, continuing on to her chest after that.
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Marissa Clarke
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Daughter of Jessica and Porter
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Post by Marissa Clarke on Apr 14, 2020 19:11:49 GMT -5
Up until a few months ago, Marissa had never really given sex much thought, be it with other people or even on a personal level. She knew people generally raved about it, but she'd honestly just not seen much appeal, possibly because at that point she'd also not seen much appeal in dating at all. And the fact that she'd not really come across people who were particularly attractive or interesting to her meant she'd rarely experienced moments where she felt an urge to do things by herself, at least too strongly to ignore. Of course, meeting Ashton had changed things around quite a bit on that front, and she figured it was a good thing it'd taken a bit of time to get to this place seeing as it'd allowed her to get to know herself a bit better. Certainly he never seemed to have too hard a time finding exactly what worked for her though, shivering as his hands ran along her skin and his lips started trailing down her neck, giving soft sighs as he worked at a few weak spots before moving further down. Unable to hold off a moan as he started working at her chest, her fingers slipping back into his hair and gripping lightly onto it.
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