Thanking Austin

Austin managed to get Ally sitting in the passenger seat of his car, supporting most of her weight as they moved towards the car park. He sat in the drivers seat after helping her with her seat-belt. He had barely drank anything at all, which was strange. It was like the roles were reversed.

"Shouldn't I be the drunk, unstable one, and you the one who has to help me get home?" he mused aloud as he turned the key in the ignition.

Ally shrugged, turning to look at him. "Its about time we switched things up a little. Being responsible is boring." Austin turned to look at her as they pulled into traffic.

"I thought you loved being responsible." Most of the reason for his pointless banter with her was to keep her distracted. He didn't think he could cope with any more of her... advances. He was still finding it difficult not to race home and take her, then and there. She wanted it. She had been very clear about that.

But if he did, he reminded himself, he'd be no better than that Elliot asshole. Taking advantage of a vulnerable, drunk girl who had no idea what she wanted.

Especially because that girl was Ally. She'd never forgive him if he gave in to her. She would kill him for it the next morning. They weren't even together anymore, he remembered with a grimace.

Yes, tonight it was his turn to be responsible.

"Meh. Its alright. But sometimes..." She placed her hand gently on his knee. "It gets kind of..." she started to inch her way up his thigh "...tedious..."

Austin swallowed. "Ally..." he said sternly. The effect was somewhat ruined as his voice cracked halfway through her name.

"Austin..." she said, mimicking him.

"Be reasonable."

"I'm being reasonable. I love you. I want you. Right now. Don't you want that, too? Don't you want me anymore?" Her hand froze on his upper thigh, and blinked at him, her big, brown eyes full of hurt. Her expression was so lost and heartbroken that Austin felt his resolve wavering. "Ally, of course I-" he stopped short and shook his head. "It doesn't matter, what I want. All that matters is that we get you home, and into bed."

"Great, so we're on the same page," she said, giggling, back to her bubbly self.

He sighed again. "I didn't mean it like that. I meant-"

"Fine, not the bed. Against a wall, on a desk, whatever..." About then, her wandering hand found its purchase, and her fingers brushed against his hardened arousal. Ally watched with amusement as they skidded into another lane, and an angry driver shook his fist at them. Austin barely seemed to notice. Ally pressed against him again, this time more firmly with the palm of her hand. Austin's hands tightened on the steering wheel, his hips involuntarily bucking upwards, against Ally's hand.

"Ally." he said, through his teeth this time. Pulling on every ounce of self-restraint he had, he grabbed her wrist, yanking it away from his lap. "Stop it."

"Make me."

He looked at her, and her eyes were wide and challenging, a smirk on her lips. His eyes trailed a little lower from her face, and not for the first time that night, he appreciated what she was wearing. A scarlet red, skintight dress with a neckline that practically plunged to her waist. He fumed at the fact that Elliot had gotten to see her in that dress. To rub his hands and God knows what else all over her.

She was his.

"You're drunk." he said, looking away from her, dropping her hand and focusing on the road. Ally slumped in her seat when her challenge didn't have the desired effect.

"I just want to thank you..."

"You don't need to."

"I want to."

Austin turned the corner of the street that led to his house and felt his heart start to beat a little faster.

What the hell had he been thinking, bringing her to his own house? He should've called Trish and gotten her to bring Ally home. There was no one in his house. No one at all. Just him and her...

The thought made his heart race and his stomach clench.

His eyes flashed to her face again, hoping her silence meant she had fallen asleep, but she was wide awake and looking straight at him.

"You're a horny drunk, you know that?"

"Mmm. I don't think so." She said as he parked the car in the driveway of his house. He turned the key in the ignition, shutting off the engine, and then turned to face her.

"Don't even try to deny it. You'd never do all this if you were sober."

"I don't know..." she sighed, "I have wanted you for longer that I should. I think it was only a matter of time before I snapped."

Austin got out of the car, and came round to Ally's side and opened the door for her. "You need to go to sleep."

"That's not all I 'need'." Ally shot back, almost falling as she got out of the car.

She laughed and then kicked off her shoes, realizing that the stiletto heels weren't helping her situation. Austin smiled and picked up her shoes for her, then helped her towards the front door.

Ally stumbled through the doorway of Austin's house, a tight grip on his arm, the only thing that was keeping her upright.

As soon as they were inside with the door shut, she grabbed him by his shirt, stretching onto her toes and kissing him. Austin stiffened, his shands starting to push her away... but then started to pull her closer to him, his hands wrapped around her tiny waist, her hands in his hair.

What are you doing, his subconscious screamed at him, what the fuck are you doing?!

He really didn't know.

All he knew was that kissing her, like this, again, felt amazing and he didn't want to stop. Her tongue swirled against his and he found his hands making their way down her body, under her dress...

He stopped.

Ally noticed his sudden stillness and pulled away slightly, looking at him. "What?" she whispered.

He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Ally, we can't..."

She pouted, looking frustrated. "You and I both know that we can."

"But we shouldn't."

"You want to."

He sighed. "I already told you, it doesn't matter, what I want. And I only... reacted like that because I was taken by surprise. I wouldn't have let it go that far otherwise."

Ally blinked, and Austin watched as her eyes began to fill with tears.

Austin groaned. "No, Ally, I didn't mean it like that," he sighed. "I meant... look, you know I want you, too, right?"

"You have a weird way of showing it," she mumbled, looking down.

"I'm sorry. I can't. You'll regret it in the morning."

"I don't think I will." she replied, kissing him again before he could object.

Austin:

The little fucking minx was trying to kill me. Did she have any idea what she was doing to me?

Her lips moved against mine, and then she parted her lips, trailing her tongue along my upper lip. I bit down in her bottom lip, sucking it in a way that I'd wanted to do since I met her. A throbbing ache lower down reminded me that that's not all I wanted to do.

I couldn't stop. I really couldn't.

Her lips were red and slightly swollen by the time I pulled away from her. Her hands didn't leave my hair as my lips trailed down her jaw, to her neck. Ally tilted her head backwards, letting out soft little moans that made her sound like the innocent little girl she wasn't.

I sucked harshly on the point where I could feel her pulse beating. The beat was fast and strong, and I lashed my tongue around it, nipping gently with his teeth.

Right. Right. Fuck. She was drink. I should stop. I had to stop.

I didn't want to.

I had to.

I started to pull away, and heard her frustrated moan. I leaned my forehead against Ally's. Her eyes were full of lust, and she opened her mouth to speak.

"We can't."

"But, Austin..." Her voice was whiny and childish and completely adorable.

I took her hand and started to lead her upstairs. "You need to go to bed. Now."

I kicked my bedroom door open, sitting on my bed with her beside me. She leaned her head on my shoulder, her lips dangerously close to my neck. I stiffened. She laughed.

I started to stand, and, although she couldn't restrain me physically, she could stop me from moving. She wrapped one of her legs around mine, looking at me now.

And the lingering taste of her only made me hunger for her worse.

Her fingers trailed up my back, to the back of my neck.

I couldn't find the words to tell her to stop as she swung her leg into the other side of my waist, sitting in my lap, straddling me.

"I want this. You want this. What's the problem?" As she said the words, she rocked her hips against me. My arousal throbbed beneath her as if to emphasise her point.

Her skimpy little dress was bunched up around her upper thighs, and I couldn't help thinking about the fact that all that was keeping us from each other was her underwear, my boxers and my trousers.

The thought tortured me.

I was was past speaking. She grabbed at my shirt and pulled me closer to her. The inside of my room filled with our breathless moans, her whimpers mixed with my growls as I all but devoured her mouth.

Her hands shakily took mine, moving them up her waist, to the back of the tight bodice of her dress. I was long gone by then.

My fingers found the zipper of her dress, pulling it down, ignoring the voice in the back of my head screaming at me that I should stop.

The dress fell loose on her shoulders and I pulled it over her head, hearing it rip, and not caring.

I pulled my short over my head, and smirked when her hands went immediately to my chest.

"Please," I heard her whimper, her warm, wet core torturing me with every rock of her hips.

I looked at her, pulling away for a brief second. Ally panted beneath me, and I guessed something of what I was feeling must have soon on my face. Her body... Fuck. Perfection. Absolute fucking perfection.

I flipped us over so that she was lying down, and I was on top of her. I crawled between her spread legs, pressing my aching cock into her, grinding against her even though I was still in my jeans.

I fisted the dark blue material of her panties. Fuck, those panties. I wanted to take them between my teeth as I pulled them off of her. But that would be another time; now, her need was just as unbearable as mine. I grabbed and pulled, hearing the satisfying rip as they tore at the seams. I flung them into the floor.

She arched into me, and I could feel her smug pride as she kissed me desperately.

Her hand wrapped around my belt, tugging. "Austin; off," she muttered against my lips.

I grunted in reply. I wanted her so bad. But I couldn't stop seeking out relief in any way I could get it.

That and the fact that there was still that nagging little voice telling me that this was very, very wrong.

But it felt so right.

Her hands squeezed around where the defined outline of my cock was, and I nearly came right there. Her eyes met mine as I tried to calm the fuck down and remember why exactly I shouldn't go any further.

"You can come in your jeans, or in me," she shrugged, "your choice."

I was a goner.

"God damn it," I spat, finding the strength to pull away from her. I got on my knees, in between her legs and clawed at my belt, pulling it off. Ally lay there, legs parted, chest heaving as those sinful eyes stared right at me.

I threw my trousers along with my boxers off, somewhere in the room.

I trailed my hand down her stomach, spreading her lips slowly, feeling the wetness of her velvet folds. She gasped, her brow tensed with obvious need.

I wanted to taste her. I had to.

I dropped to my knees, my tongue swirling around her small bud, then trailing over her slit. She jumped, and I moaned, latching onto her little mound. She was so sweet. But I had to let go. I needed release.

My lips roamed her body, palming her breasts roughly, teasing her nipples, sucking her neck. I latched onto one of her tight pink peaks, my hips grinding into her. My cock was screaming at me to take her, to make her mine.

"Please, Austin," she gasped, her voice ragged.

"What?" I asked, smirking, despite myself.

"Stop...teasing..."

In truth I had been teasing her a little.

One hand wound in her hair, mashing her lips to mine as I rocked against her, feeling her warm, wet folds sliding against my cock.

My other hand moved downwards, seating the head at her entrance. I looked straight at her, my gaze locking hers.

I thrust into her, and my vision went white. Ally gasped, a whimper stuck in her throat, her nails digging into my flesh, her bottom lip trembling.

The heat surrounding me nearly devoured me whole, and when she lifted her hips towards me, I couldn't hold back any longer.

"Ally," I choked out, biting down on her bottom lip too hard.

"It's okay." She whispered, her heels digging into my back, encouraging me.

But it wasn't. I shouldn't be doing this. I shouldn't be-

She had an impatient little pout on her face, as if she guessed what I was thinking, afraid that I was about to stop.

She moved her hips away from me, so that I slowly drew out of her. Then, without any warning, she slammed them back up again, a quick, rough thrust that knocked the breath out of us both.

Ally's mouth fell open, her eyes widening in a mixture of shock and awe. Her breath seemed to catch in her throat. I couldn't blame her.

I clenched my jaw to hold on and I thrust into her again, my hips slamming against hers.

"Fuck!" I groaned. "Ally."

Fucking heaven. Tight, pulsating heaven.

"Oh. Oh." She squeaked, her little nails scraping own my back.

Her walls clenched around me in a way that told me she was about to come.

Oh God, I needed to make her come.

"You like that, baby?" I asked, my voice rough as I roared my hips inside of her.

"Mmm, Austin..." She moaned in reply, her breath leaving her in little pants.

I loved the feel of her breath on me, the way her lips felt against mine, the feel of her core and its too-tight hold...

I watched her, eyes wide, not believing what I was feeling.

"You're about to come for me?" I whispered, my voice as harsh as my thrusts. Her nails on my back and her legs around my waist urged me deeper.

"Austin!" She nearly screamed, her eyes actually afraid of what she was feeling as she arched under me.

Her walls shivered, tightening, and I was done. The pleasure seared through me, devouring my senses, and I genuinely felt like part of me might now survive it. My stomach was flush against hers, her body milking me.

My body collapsed on top of hers, my body completely spent. I rolled onto my back so I wouldn't crush her, both of us panting.

Ally laughed, breaking the silence.

I turned to look at her, trying to find some grasp on common sense again. "You know what you did wasn't fair," I managed to pant out.

"What'd I do?" She said, eyes wide, the picture of innocence.

"You know what you did. You can't just go around...seducing people. It's not fair,"

She rolled her eyes. "You're the first one I've tried it on. And it worked out pretty well. And it looked you enjoyed yourself," She suddenly sounded unsure.

"I did," I promised her.

She smiled."Good."

I turned over to look at her, brushing a lock of hair out of her gave. "I love you."

She blinked, and then a smile so joyful spread across her lips that it nearly melted my heart.

She reached down, taking my hand and intertwining our fingers.

"I love you, too."