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<sub>The voice of Jimmy Buffett filled the small apartment of Nathanial Flynn. Though snow was on the ground outside the inside of the apartment was more like summer with the Caribbean music and the heater kept the temperature comfortable. The curtains were drawn over the big window to hide this contradiction to the little world inside the apartment. As the iPod home speakers set on an only moderately loud level filled the room with music Nate stood in his miniature kitchen, cooking dinner for himself. His hands picked up a wild salmon fillet, setting it in a creole seasoning he'd stolen from Emeril and modified, flipping it over to season the other side. He did the same to a second fillet, before tossing them both into the pan and drizzling them with olive oil. He had no intentions of eating both tonight, but seeing as how the store in town only sold by units of two he had gotten into a pattern of eating something one night and then eating it for lunch the next day.

He watched the salmon cook quietly, almost contemplatively before he turned to the refrigerator and pulled out a bag of zucchini, some squash, an onion, and a red pepper. He set them on a wooden cutting board that was always sitting out, despite the limited counter space and reached for a knife that would scare the wits out of most people. He chuckled a bit as it glinted in the light, deciding he was pretty much protected in case any psychopathic murderers decided to come find him. Though he'd never been in a professional cooking school Nate was quite talented with a knife, the shiny piece of metal slicing quickly through the vegetables and in under five minutes he had a nice sized pile of fresh veggies.

He pulled the salmon off the heat, setting it on an unused burner and flipping it over to ensure the other side got cooked properly. He grabbed another pan from a cabinet and set it on the burner he'd cooked the salmon over, dumping the huge pile of vegetables into it. He tossed a half stick of butter in with it, a couple of spices with some more olive oil. The vegetables were tossed around and he stood back staring at the food. He grabbed a fork and pulled a tiny little bite off the salmon sitting on the back of the stove. He nodded his head and smiled a little bit, it was just too good to not share.

He gave the vegetables another scramble and turned the music down as he wandered over to the bed, flopping down. He plucked his cell phone off the bedside table, flipping the black phone open and searching through his contacts, landing on August Jones' number. He hit the little green talk button, pretending he was not at all nervous, but the geeky never-even-talked-to-a-girl side of him was kicking in. It rang a few times before it was picked up and he drew in a deep breath, "Hey August, it's Nate. You busy tonight," he asked casually, rolling over onto his back. This wasn't so hard. He held his breath, waiting for an answer.

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YOU DON'T KNOW WHY

but you're dying to try

YOU WANNA kiss THE GIRL



<sup>August slipped into her apartment at about 5 o clock, a blank expression across her done up face. The girl had been here several weeks now and apart from the few people she passed by in the barn and her roommate she didn't have much of a social life. She'd never thought of herself as a particularly social person but she was beginning to find that she could actually be lonely. She didn't want to be lonely and because of this she was finding herself making poor decisions like getting completely wasted at the club just to be able to laugh and have a good time with the other drunks. She had, on more then one occasion, brought home a man just with the intentions of watching a movie or at least that's what she told herself. In the end they of course ended up sleeping together and August was alone again in the morning.

This evening though August had had intentions of being a good girl, going on a simple dinner and movie date like she used to do back in highschool. She'd figured that asking some guy that hung out at the club was probably not the greatest idea as he'd probably assume that he was going to get lucky and she didn't want that. Instead she'd asked out a nice enough young man that was a regular at the little coffee shop just down the street from the apartment complex. He'd always seemed like a nice enough guy and she figured they could get dinner and a nice little restaurant and maybe carry on a decent conversation. The idea had sounded so perfect but at dinner things hadn't gone as planned. Turned out the young man was just getting over a break up and he went on and on the entire time about his ex that he claimed to still be madly in love with. For a while it hadn't bugged her but everything she brought up led back to the man's ex and after a certain point the young woman couldn't take it anymore. She'd stood up, set her napkin on the table and told him she didn't feel well before she'd headed out of the restaurant.

August pushed open the door to her apartment just in time to hear the phone ringing. The grumpy old cat that oddly resembled Garfield meowed a greeting to his mistress as she hurried past him, heading towards the phone that sat in its cradle that attached to the wall. She quickly snatched up the phone and clicked talk, raising it to her ear "Hello?" she said quietly, trying to hide how completely and utterly alone she felt. The familiar voice spoke and she couldn't help but brighten just slightly as she listened to the words being spoken to her. She glanced down at herself, dressed in a sophisticated looking black and gray sweater shirt and black slacks that clung perfectly to her thin muscular legs, leading down to black closed toed heels. She shook her head a little bit, not that he could see her "No actually i'm not" she said quietly as if it was a bit of a surprise. It wasn't though, after about noon she was never busy. She could usually be found curled up on her couch with her cat, staring at the TV which played spanish soaps. She couldn't understand then but she found them a nice way to pass the time.

As August hung up the phone she couldn't help but feel a little lump forming in her stomach. She wasn't sure weather it was a lump caused by nerves or excitement. She couldn't say why she'd be nervous, it was only Nate after all. She was sure it must be excitement as she'd finally have her date after all. Not that it was a date per say, no he certainly hadn't invited her over as a date. It was just dinner, right? Whatever it was she couldn't help but be overly thrilled. It didn't take long for August to leave her apartment (much to Newton's dismay) as she was already dressed and ready for dinner. It was only five minutes later that August was gently knocking her hand against Nathaniel's door. Her blond hair was held in loose waves that framed her face nicely, her make up was done but not too over the top, just nice, like she'd had intentions of meeting a friend for a nice dinner. She watched the door handle as it turned and her blue eyes came to rest on Nate's face as he stood before her. She offered him a little bit of a smile as she stood before him, feeling for some reason a little self concious...</sup>

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<sub>A smile crossed Nate's lips at her answer and he relaxed a bit, doubting she would refuse now. His long fingers drummed against his stomach and he nodded his head a bit, "Well good because I need someone to help me eat all this food." He chuckled a bit, "Otherwise, I'll get too fat." They conversed for a few moments longer before they said a temporary goodbye and Nate hung up the phone, running a hand through his curly dark hair with a grin. He wasn't sure what was going to happen or what he was going to do if things ended up like the last time he'd invited her in. He wanted it and yet as his eyes drifted to the Book of Mormon sitting on his bedside table he was reminded that it was wrong.

The young man shook his head and sat up, staring at the black book. It wasn't like he was a squeaky clean Mormon anyway, he'd certainly broken such a rule of the faith before, but he was still hesitant to fool around with a girl he wasn't even dating, no matter how gorgeous she may be. And August was gorgeous, which was just the problem for the young man. Nate shook his head and grabbed the book, placing it into the drawer of the bedside table. He didn't want it there to stare at him if he did decide to go for it. He was such an awful person.

He moved away from the bed, ambling back into the kitchen and shaking the vegetables around again before turning the burner off and moving it away from the heat. The young man looked down at himself quickly and decided he should change out of the old t-shirt and sweatpants. He stripped to just his boxers and tossed the clothes into the hamper in the bathroom, wandering over to his closet and selecting a slim fitting black dressy but casual black shirt with horizontal white stripes. He moved to his dresser, pulling a pair of loose fitting American Eagle jeans over his long legs, buttoning and zipping them just as he heard a knock.

He shut the drawer quickly and ran a hand through his hair quickly as he moved to the door, unlocking the locks and pulling the door back. It didn't go far as in his haste the chain had not been undone and he laughed at himself, his ears turning red as he looked at her through the three inch opening. "Hey, uh, just a second," he said, pressing the door shut again and fixing the problem before opening the door all the way. He didn't know why he always did something stupid around her, first that tree limb a couple weeks ago and now trying to open the door without undoing the chain. He grinned sheepishly at her as she came inside, "I've mentioned before that I'm an idiot, right?"

His eyes drifted over her, trying to be subtle but failing. She looked absolutely beautiful and he smiled a bit, reminding himself that August was just his friend. A really, really hot friend... He shook his head and pulled a couple of white plates out of the cabinet deciding they'd best go ahead and eat. He scooped up a piece of salmon and set it onto a plate before turning around with an unsure look, "Do you like salmon," he asked, realizing he wasn't even sure she liked the fish. The stuff was to die for though and people that didn't normally eat salmon always said they liked it so he figured she should at least give it a try. He put some of the vegetables on the plate and then handed her the dish and a fork with a smile, "Afraid I still don't have anyplace to sit except the bed or the chair by the desk," he said with a nod toward the rest of the room.

Nate fixed a plate for himself and he wandered over to the bed, which was actually made for once. He was often so bored he started cleaning which was a little freaky as he despised cleaning. Oh well, it wasn't his problem work started so early and was done before lunch. After that he really had no reason to stay around the barn and so he always just came home to bore himself. He sat down, pulling his long legs up Indian style and smiled a bit at August, "So what do you think," he questioned about the food as he gazed at her for a minute. He shook his head and turned his eyes to his plate, spearing a piece of squash and biting it off the fork.</sub>

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<sup>August nodded a little when he closed the door to remove of the chain. As she stood outside, staring at the door she talked to herself, reminding herself to just be normal. She was not going to throw herself at him again. She wasn't like that. She was an adult, not some stupid sex crazed teenager. She was going to go about this like adults did. She was going to go in there and have dinner with the young man, they were going to carry on normal conversation about most likely something they both had in common, horses or something of the sorts. August felt her breath catch as the door opened again and she gazed up at the young man standing there, butterflies forming in the pit of her stomach. She shook her head a little bit, not sure what was coming over her. Was she even seriously that attracted the the guy? A smile slipped across her pale gloss covered lips as she stepped into the apartment.

August laughed a little bit as he reminded her that he was an idiot and she shook her head a little bit "We all have our moments" she said quietly as she watched him disappear into the kitchen. She tipped her head to the side, watching him go with the same little smile in place on her lips. She was so caught up in her staring that she was slightly surprised when he spoke and found herself jumping slightly. She shook her head, laughing at herself a little bit "I love salmon" she said with a little bit of a nod, pulling her eyes from the boy. She turned on the heels of her shoes and headed in the direction of Nate's bed where she knew was one of the only places. Next time they were going to eat at her place where she had a table and chairs. She settled herself on the bed, letting the heels from from her feet before she pulled them up onto the bed, sitting indian style.

August's blue eyes turned to Nate as he moved from the small kitchen, two plates in hand. She smiled as she reached out, taking her plate from him, gaze falling onto the plate "This looks amazing" she said with a bit of excitement in her voice. She wasn't really all that hungry after her earlier dinner date but this food looked delicious, she could at least pretend to be hungry. She snatched the fork and stabbed it gently into the salmon, grabbing herself a lady like bite that she shoved into her mouth "mmm" she mumbled as she chewed. She glanced over towards Nate as he sat down on the bed and she smiled a little bit, slowly letting her eyes drag over him before she realized she was doing it. She yanked her eyes off of him, giving him an apologetic smile before going back to her dinner.

Turned out she was hungrier then she thought and she soon found that the plate was empty. She laughed a little bit, looking down at her full stomach that was now sticking out just slightly. She laughed a little bit, bending over to gently set the plate on the floor before she flopped back on the bed so she was laying on it. She rested her hands on her flat stomach, rolling her head to the side to look over at Nate "I'm stuffed" she said with a little bit of a laugh, her stomach rising up as she laughed. She shook her head a little bit, letting her blue eyes rest on his face "So I have to say that you really cheered me up tonight by inviting me over" she said quietly "I was thinking I would just curl up on the couch with Newton and cry" she said with a little bit of a smile and a shrug. She wasn't sure why she was admitting weakness to the young man but she was...</sup>

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<sub>Nate ate the piece of squash, criticizing his cooking. He always wanted each attempt at a dish to be better than the last. He supposed such a drive was in every chef, to get better and better with each dish. He liked to share his food as well and it made him smile that August liked it. He knew like most jockeys she probably freaked out about her weight to an extreme and didn't eat a whole lot, with good reason of course, no jockey wanted to step on the scales before a race only to realize they were up a few pounds. The less weight a horse carried the better, but unlike some trainers Nathanial never asked his jockeys to take extreme measures to keep their weight down. If one of his horses raced with a couple extra pounds it wasn't that big of a deal. He'd rather lose a race than lose a jockey.

He forked a bite of salmon into his mouth when he realized her eyes were dragging over him and he choked a bit. It wasn't that it bothered him all that much, but it had just taken him by surprise he supposed. She apologetically smiled and he gave an 'it's fine' sort of look as it was only fair. He'd been staring at her earlier anyway. As long as he continued to socialize with August Jones there was going to be that unnerving sexual tension, he might as well accept it. He wished he could control it, but the attraction he felt toward her was hard to control. With a bit of a shrug he turned back to his food, pretending it wasn't there.

The food upon Nathanial's plate was fast disappearing as they ate in a normal sort of silence, companionable in a way. August was pretty much the only friend he'd made since moving here, but she was a pretty good one. Fun to be around and she willingly ate his food and seeing as how he worked with her he saw her all the time anyway. She finished a bit before him and he ate the last few bites before setting his plate on the floor as well. He'd deal with them later when he had the time; as of right now they could wait. He flopped back next to her with a laugh, not sure why he was doing such a thing, but oh well. He rolled onto his side, facing her, his arm supporting his head.

He was almost surprised by what she told him just then, but this didn't register on his face. Instead it softened a bit and he watched her for a moment before he voiced the question on his mind, "Now why would you want to cry?" His voice was soft as he questioned her, wondering just what would make a girl that seemed so tough want to cry. He supposed everyone put on a mask though, he certainly did. The vulnerable Nathanial was hidden from everyone because he didn't want the world to see just how weak he was. She'd seemed much the same way, but he was glad she felt comfortable enough to pull that away around him.</sub>

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<sup>August quite frankly couldn't understand why she'd just shown weakness to the young man that now lay on the bed next to her. Probably because she didn't have anyone here that she could just let herself be herself around. Sure there was Aj Jones the tough ass jockey that didn't even cry when she'd broken her arm in three places, but there was also August Jones, the young woman that actually had feelings, that actually cried on occasion. She shrugged a little when he asked why she'd considered crying and she smiled "It's rather pathetic actually" she said, avoiding answering the question. How pathetic was it that she'd been planning on curling up on the couch for a good cry just because a date hadn't worked out. That wasn't entirely the whole reason though, she was just so sick of being alone all the time. She tended to put up a wall at times, a wall that told people she wanted to be left alone and at first that's what she'd thought she'd wanted but not anymore, she was beginning to find that being alone was very...lonely.

August's blue eyes landed on his face and she couldn't help but smile a little bit, she wasn't alone now and that was a relief. She realized how close they were laying to each other and she couldn't keep her heart from leaping, or at least that's what it felt like. She wasn't sure what was up with her, it was quite ridiculous for butterflies to form in her stomach just because she was close to a man. C'mon, she worked in an industry full of men, why should this one be any different from the next. She'd never felt her stomach fill with butterflies over a boy, at least not since 5th grade. She always had total control around everyone, literally everyone. You could be Brad Pitt for all she cared and she'd still be in control. Ok, bad example, she actually wasn't that fond of Brad Pitt anyway. But here she was completely worked up over one silly man. She shook her head just slightly, barely noticeably.

The young woman breathed in deeply, her blue eyes still stuck on his face, she was obviously pondering over something. They were so close, it was completely set up, besides he had to want it, he'd flopped down too, he'd completely put himself in front of her. Slowly he moved a hand off of her tiny stomach and she moved it, resting it gently against the side of his boy like face and hardly with any hesitation she leaned in, her soft lips catching his. Slowly her blue eyes closed as she slowly leaned into the kiss, hoping she wasn't reading the signs horribly wrong. Maybe he'd just invited her over for dinner, maybe a friendship was seriously all she wanted. Quite frankly she wasn't sure she really wanted much of a relationship anyway, friends sounded good to her so what was she doing? Slowly she took her lips back, her head laying back down on the bed. She looked up at him, her eyes questioning as a little bit of a smile appeared on her lips.</sup>

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<sub>Nathanial's plain gray eyes were focused on her quite enchanting blue ones. She was so gorgeous just laying there, on his bed of all places, and yet that didn't mean a thing he reminded himself. He just wasn't sure he was comfortable sleeping with a girl that wasn't "his," and yet at the same time he was. In the end he was left with this horrible Catch-22. "I doubt so, but I understand," he said quietly. He would never admit that he was quite the vulnerable thing and that it didn't take a whole lot to hurt him. He frequently misjudged intentions and overstepped his boundaries with people and then there was how clingy he could be, it wasn't that he meant to be, but he just sort of came off that way. These were things he'd been cursed with his whole life, mainly the root of his problems stemming back to Mommy Dearest.

It was because of his insecurities, his tendency to misjudge people, it was for these reasons that as tempting as it was he didn't break the wall between them. The wall that was fast crumbling. His hands longed to touch her, his lips to brush over hers, and he might as well admit that he wanted to know what it was like to make her moan. Sure the first two things indeed had been things he'd been curious about involving women, but the last one, well that was new. He wasn't even sure where such a thought had come from. He shook his head, trying to avert his gaze, but his eyes wouldn't pull away, it was as though she were sucking him into her eyes through hypnotics or something. He didn't like not being able to look away, not being able to change his thoughts, which weren't really welcome and they made him nervous.

No matter what was on his mind, what he wanted to do, he kept square on his side of the divide between them. He'd thought he was immune to this, but now there was this charge in the air, something he was sure had been scientifically explained by the old man that had taught him high school biology with his monotone voice that put young Nate to sleep. Hormones and all that crap were surely the cause, but this seemed like more. No, no it was not! And then her hand pushed through the void and touched his face, catching him off guard and he swallowed roughly. Her soft pink lips caught his and his eyes widened, and he just sort of lay there, surprised and then slowly it dawned on him what he was supposed to do, what he wanted to do, and his lips began to move with hers. His eyes shut and a large hand gravitated to her side, resting just below her chest, but not daring to go any higher.

She pulled away much too soon for Nate, but if he'd had his way he'd have kissed her all night, perhaps gone further as like any man good intentions went down the drain quite quickly. His arm felt too weak to any further support him and he dropped with a slight bounce to his back, his hand pulling away from her as he did so and moving to rest on his stomach along with the other. His head shook a bit as he stared at the ceiling for a minute, swallowing and trying to push that weird feeling from him. The feeling that he was alive, that was the only way he knew to explain it. He turned his neck and his eyes fell to her face where she lay, still rather close. He laughed just a bit, "A gorgeous girl just kissed me," he murmured with a smile.</sub>

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<sup>August laughed a little bit as she lay there, watching as he flopped onto his back, the bed sending him bouncing a little bit. She sighed, she wasn't sure weather what she'd done was good or bad. When he spoke she realized it must not have been all that bad and she let a little grin come across her pale lips "Oh i'm not THAT gorgeous" she said with a laugh, seeing no reason to get all googly eyed over the matter. She wasn't any more special then the next girl and she just hoped he didn't see her as some perfect angel or something. August had known a few who had thought of her this way and quite frankly it just made her uncomfortable, she wasn't anything better then some other girl, in fact they were probably better then her. Sure she had a nice body but it wasn't like it was naturally like that for goodness sake, she had work hard to keep herself thin and in shape. And when it came to personality she knew she could be a total bitch, sometimes a snob. She was overly judgmental and good at pointing out other's flaws but never accepting her own. She really wasn't that great and she knew it.

Blue eyes gazed at the man that now lay on his back and she tipped her head to the side a little bit. Slowly she moved off of her back where she lay until she was on her knees. She didn't even realize what she was doing and she certainly couldn't stop herself. She crawled across the bed on her knees until she'd reached him and slowly she moved over him until one leg rested on the bed on either side of his body. She looked down at him, she wasn't sure weather they'd just be some sort of one night stand or weather this would lead to something else but quite frankly right now she didn't care. She looked down at him, her eyes on his face, giving him a gentle admiring gaze. She figured when she'd gone to far he'd tell her to stop, it'd be rather embarrassing but she wanted as much of this as she could have. Slowly she scooted up him just a little, resting her hands flat on his chest as she lowered her face down, gently pressing her lips to his.

As her lips moved over his August was beginning to find that she wanted more then just kissing him. It was quite ridiculous actually, she'd hoped that she'd be able to control herself but as she kissed him it was becoming harder and harder to do. Slowly August's eyes moved to his and she gazed at him curiously, lips moving over his as she slowly moved to push up the edge of his shirt. Her hands gently made contact with his skin and a slight shiver ran up her spine. She wasn't sure what was up with her but right now she didn't care. Her lips continued to move with his and gently she let her tongue touch his bottom lip. Her eyes slowly closed and she continued to slowly push his shirt up, a hint of a smile on the corner of her lips...</sup>

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<sub>Nate rolled his eyes, "Sure you are," he said with a half smile. He knew she had her flaws, in fact he'd noted she could turn downright nasty if she was rubbed the wrong way, but didn't everyone have that one bad characteristic? He was also aware that she had to work to keep in shape, but she would be just as hot if she lost her muscle and gained a few pounds. She was completely undermining herself to think she was anything less as Nathanial had seen a whole lot of women in his lifetime and only a few struck him that way. She was probably around the sixth to even really work her way into the horrid side of his mind that was reigned strictly by testosterone, the part that was purely devoted to lust, a section he wished he could shut off half the time.

He watched somewhat suspicious as she sat up, crawling toward him and he was really quite surprised as one leg moved over him to where she was straddling him. Well that was certainly a first. No girl had ever made a move that forward involving him, but it was really very sexy, sort of controlling and it turned him on. Her hands made contact with the fabric of the black shirt he wore and her lips lowered to press against his again. Could the young man do much to stop her? No, he could not as once he got started he couldn't stop. He was kind of a pig when it came to sex, not that he meant to be, but he was a guy and like most it was just too hard to say no and half the time he wanted more, even if it was meaningless. He acted all in control up until the moment things heated up and then he was just not the same person and the girl was pretty much the only one that could stop him.

A woman's small hands met his bare skin, August's hands in particular, as they pushed up the black shirt. Slowly the shirt begun to inch up as she continued to kiss him, her tongue brushing along his bottom lip. Nate's lips opened a bit, turning their kiss a whole lot more messier as his tongue met hers, something he rarely dared to do with a girl. He touched her tongue lightly, teasing her a bit, seeing if she'd respond and want more. August continued to inch the shirt higher and higher and he broke the kiss, sitting up slowly to ensure she didn't end up on the floor. He tugged the shirt off, knowing that was exactly what she wanted, exposing his bare chest and stomach. He wasn't like a body builder or anything, sort of skinny really, but yet defined all at the same time, a six pack evident.

A smile crossed his lips and he leaned back in, pressing his lips to hers once more, hands coming to rest on her lower back, pulling her body closer, but not right up against him. He was surprised as a quiet moan came from him, he hadn't even known it was coming, and he wasn't sure if she'd heard it or not. He was pretty easy to please quite honestly, it didn't take a whole lot to make him happy, not the person but just the level of intimacy. Still he really didn't want to stop, unless she requested he do so. He slid his big hands under her sweater, much as she had done to him and he withdrew his lips a bit, "Do you really want this," he questioned, eyes looking at hers seriously. He did and yet he didn't all at the same time. He really liked this girl and he had his doubts she'd be interested in an actual relationship if they did it now, and yet at the same time below the belt he wanted it, badly.</sub>

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<sup>August couldn't help but let a little laugh escape as his eyes met hers and in all seriousness he asked weather she wanted this, weather she really wanted it. She nodded a little bit "Oh I want it" she said, not even waiting for him to protest. She knew he wanted it, she also knew he must have morals, that was probably why he was being so hesitant. She half smiled and moved her hands to the hem of her sweater and slowly she lifted it, pulling it up over her wavy hair. She let her arms slip from the sleeves before she set the shirt aside on the bed, left in just a hot pink and black lacy bra with a small skull charm hanging from the middle, little diamonds as it's eyes. August looked down at herself with the tiniest of smiles and slowly her blue eyes moved to Nate's face "Do you like my bra?" she asked curiously, the smile still in place on her lips "I think it's pretty" she said with little laugh.

Slowly August leaned over and gently pressed her lips against his chest, her eyes still on his face. Slowly she kissed down his front until her lips reached the rim of his pants and slowly a grin spread her lips. She kept her lips where they were, moving her hands to unbutton his pants. She had a funny feeling that he was going to back out but she'd get as far as she could before he did. Slowly she inched his pants down, her lips following them until reaching the edge of his boxers. She freed him of his pants and dropped them onto the floor. Slowly with a grin still in place on her lips she inched his boxers down, her lips following the boxers down, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes.

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<sub>Nathanial chuckled a bit, "Well ok then," he mumbled, a little smile. It probably would have been bigger, but he still had his premonitions. He sighed a bit, he might as well. What would a little dirty sexy fun really affect? It would make him a whole lot happier, at least temporarily until he felt that crashing 'what have I done?' feeling. Then it wouldn't feel so great, but in the mean time it would be good. It would be really really good. Before he could remove her sweater himself she took control of that, pulling the grey and black wool off, exposing her pale flesh. He didn't even mean to but his eyes gravitated to her breasts, staring. He shook his head with a little smile at her question, "Yeah, it's pretty alright," he admitted, rubbing his neck and swallowing.

She leaned in toward him and he had to look away from her chest as her lips pressed to his bare chest. Slowly she worked down his stomach until she reached his jeans, unbuttoning and unzipping them. Somehow the tiny woman took them off his long legs, dropping them to the floor. He was still quite unsure, and yet he said nothing even as her fingers curled around his light gray boxers. She begun to inch them down, her lips following them and he shuddered, letting out a low drawn out moan. Again this was something no one had ever done to him and it was different than anything else he'd experienced.

OOC: Eh, mine sucks too. I'm watching 20/20 and I'm one of those people that gets all into whatever they're talking about and yells if they disagree. Hehe.</sub>

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<sup>August stopped with the creeping down of the boxers just before they got to the good part and she picked her head up, her eyes dancing teasingly as she looked to him with a teasing grin in place on her still slightly glossy lips. She was finding it rather funny that the guy seemed so totally surprised by her actions, obviously he wasn't used to being treated like royalty. She moved her head, resting her chin on his lower stomach, looking up at him with a sly expression on her face, the kind that just let you know something was going to happen but you just couldn't be sure what. For now she was waiting, she knew that slowly she was wrapping the young man around her finger, she'd figured that just moments before she'd given him enough to keep him wanting more.

August continued to gaze up at him, taking in his current state with a smile on her lips. After a moment she moved back to where she was sitting on top of him, looking down at his face. She wasn't exactly sure if he wanted her completely in control of what was going on but she'd sorta gathered that he certainly wasn't goign to be the most daring when it came to this. She slowly slipped her arms behind her back, her eyes dancing across his face as she unclipped her bra and slowly let it fall. The young woman was left with her upper half completely revealed and yet she managed to keep the same confidence she always had. She wasn't like some girls that lost their confidence when the clothes came off. She knew she had no reason to be ashamed of her body even if it had it's flaws.

Slowly she reached for his hands, grabbing him but the wrists and dragging his arms up until she could rest his hands on her small chest. Her eyes stayed on his face as her fingers momentarily laced with his as she rested her hands on his over her breasts. After a moment she leaned over, letting her hands fall to sit on the bed on either side of him as her lips met his again. Her kiss wasn't controlling and rushed like it had been just five minutes again, now it was deep and passionate, one of those hot steamy sort of kisses that you see in movies so often. "I want you" she moaned quietly against his lips, leaning her chest into his hands.</sup>

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<sub>It was true that Nate had never been all that adventurous when it came to this. Sure he'd had girlfriends that would sleep with him, but every one of them was quite conservative about it. Same way, every time, basic sex, nothing new or all that exciting about it. It had almost become kind of boring to him, and that was pretty hard to do. In just a few minutes though August had changed his impression of how it could be, and he liked it, he liked it a little too much. She'd made him ridiculously excited and he was certainly not putting a stop to her actions. He wasn't opposed to being in control, but she was doing such a good job why should he stop her? She had him now and they were both going to win.

She moved up, settling herself on top of him. Her hands reached behind her back and fooled with the clasp of her bra, releasing herself of the lingerie. He swallowed, taking in the beautiful woman before him. He dare not say anything as he knew she would only oppose him, and yet the words still slipped from his lips anyway, "You're stunning," he murmured. Her hands reached down and picked his wrists up, bringing them to rest on her chest. His big hands completely engulfed them, but he'd never been one for large breasts anyway. They fit her perfectly and anything larger would be too much. As she moved down to kiss him he had to smile but it faded as he got into the kiss. He slightly squeezed her breasts, not too hard, but it was enough to get a response as she moaned.

"Good," he breathed against her lips, hands giving her more of what she wanted. His hands dropped to her waist and he picked her up off him, never loosing contact with her lips as he found himself taking over. He broke the kiss off and gave her a mischievous smile, now above her, which was a little weird as he was so much bigger, but he'd figure something out. His lips met her chest as hands slid into her blond hair. There was something about a blond he couldn't resist, he wasn't sure what it was exactly, but he loved blonds. He smiled a bit as he devoted himself to pleasuring her, his fingers sliding from her hair and slowly down her sides, his body still hovering about her. This time he was the one getting to have some fun, his hands undoing her pants and starting to slide them down her hips, looking to her as they were removed, a smile across his lips.</sub>

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Slowly her head tipped back as he continued to focus on her chest, her eyes closed. Slowly she moved her hands, her fingers grasping the sheets beneath them. Her neck arched slightly and a little bit of a moan escaped. His lips drew back suddenly and she was going to protest when she realized that her pants were being slipped over her hips. Soon she would be left in her panties if you could even call them that, the thing strip of lace that they were.

August lay there, almost completely revealed to the young man, the trainer that she worked under. She didn't mind though, he was better then the stupid drunks she brought home from the bar and besides he'd probably still be around in the morning. She leaned up, trying to catch his lips again with a tiny smile as her hands moved down his sides until she reached his boxers. She moved his boxers down, inching them the rest of the way off with a little bit of a grin, her eyes slowly dragging over his body.</sup>

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<sub>Nathanial almost felt guilty doing this with one of his jockeys. He was her boss, under the owners anyway, and as such he was supposed to be an authority figure, but here he was about to have sex with her. By the same token he was first and foremost a man and didn't he have every right to take a beautiful woman to bed? Yeah, he supposed he did, and it wasn't like he couldn't function to work with someone he had slept with. He'd never tried, but he was sure it was possible. It wasn't like he'd be walking around slapping her on the butt or anything, he'd definitely loose his job if he did that. No one had to know except the two of them, what they did outside of work was their business and no one else's.

The black pants fell to the floor beside the bed and August sat up her hands dragging along his skin until she caught his boxers, pulling them off completely this time. He didn't lose his confidence at that seeing as how the big foot myth was actually true when it came to Nate and he wore a size thirteen shoe. He chuckled a bit at the thought and his lips brushed over August's for a moment. He lowered his head after a moment, his lips kissing her neck as his hands slid to the bit of lace covering her. They were quite pointless as far as actually serving the purpose of underwear, but they sure were sexy, so he supposed that must be the point. He wouldn't understand that though being a man.

His fingers curled around the waist of the panties and he smiled a bit, his lips still against her neck. "I don't think those belong there," he murmured as he inched them down, exposing her completely. He swallowed roughly his lips pressing to hers as he tossed the garmet to the floor, "Hold on," he whispered, not willing to fool around any longer. He wanted her and he wanted her now. He pulled open the drawer by the bed, locating a condom; he was not going to get her knocked up if he could avoid it. He returned to where she was a moment later with a devilish smile across his lips, trying to determine the best way to go about this. There was such an awkward size difference and he didn't want either of them to be uncomfortable.

He wrapped his arms around her for a moment, pressing his lips to hers and kissing her deeply as he slowly lowered until he was on his side with her right beside him. Nate moved his body up against hers and gently pushed himself into her, his breath catching. One hand came to rest of August's thigh, the other in her hair, his fingers curling around the strands. His hips began to move and he moaned. He'd not been with a woman in quite a long while having been so busy and it felt good to feel these sensations again. These really really amazing sensations.</sub>