Tawni and Tyler

"That's terrible. Guys just push each other's faces in and get it over with," Tyler chuckled, placing a hand on her side as he went and kissed her neck again, his lips running along her collar bone. "You liked that?" he said with a mischievous little grin.

Tyler stopped for a moment, really not sure if this was something he should do. Of course he wanted to. He was a guy, most guys wanted that one thing. But he was wondering if it was really okay for him to just take advantage of her like this. He didn't have feelings for her, even though one day that could change. she was a really great guy, but right now he was feeling like all he would do is use her and break her heart. "Should I stop?"

"Well, I don't want to stop.....but if you want to watch the movie," Tyler shrugged as he watched her attention turned back to the TV. He was thinking about trying to get her attention back, but he really didn't want to seem like some creep.

"Well then.." Tyler said, his hair going up her shirt, but stopping at her stomach. He ran his hand over her stomach, to her side, and up her side a bit. He then moved in closer, kissing her neck again, but adding in little nibbles here and there. He could hear the movie in the background, which was kind of awkward because they were talking about some chick's mom's rock hard chest--that wasn't exactly something that he wanted to hear at the moment.

Tyler gripped her shirt, pulling it up and over her head. He looked at her, examining her figure, and had to admit that he really liked what he saw. "Your so gorgeous," he said, his eyes wide in a look of somewhat amazement as he pushed himself up to where he was over her, but not on her. Tyler leaned down, this time his own lips meeting her's.

"I know I am," Tyler grinned as he pressed closer to her. "I want you," he whispered softly in her ear. He pulled back a little bit, looking her in the eyes as he ran one hand up to her chest. There was still a part of him that said to stop, no matter how much he was trying to suppress it.

Tyler looked down at her, starting to unzip his jeans, but stopped when he felt something hop up onto his back and start kneading it's claws in him. Yep, there went the mood. "Dangit buddy! You little jerk! You are possible the worst thing that could happen at this moment," he said as he turned his head to look at the cat that was trying to make itself comfortable.

"He's doing this on purpose," Tyler sighed as he got the cat off of his back. He watched as it lazily curled up next to the Lovesac and, yawned, and closed it's eyes. Yeah, he was pretty sure that was the end of their personal time together. "Well, that wasn't as....fulfilling as I was hoping it would be."

"Yes, I can," Tyler said with a little pout as he looked from her, to the cat, and then back. Stupid cat. Of course it would make a situation that should have been very enjoyable and made it awkward. That pretty much ruined his night--for the most part. There was still somewhat of a chance for later, he supposed. Now that they weren't in the moment anymore, though, he began to wonder if doing anything with her was really a good idea. This was weird, Tyler was actually second-guessing getting luck. He figured he must have a fever or something.
"You aren't worried about me hurting you?" he asked curiously.