Time Flies when you're in Love (Isaac and Lydia) (mature)

Isaac chuckled as Lydia couldn't seem to let go of him and so she dragged him around everywhere. "I won't run away if you let go of me, you know.", he promised her and chuckled again. He wasn't sure if her whispered question about whether he wanted to go home was supposed to be a hint, but his mouth felt awfully dry all of a sudden.
"Sure!", he answered, which he actually didn't need to because Lydia was already pulling him to her car. He saw her hands shake as she rummaged through her purse, obviously in search of her keys.
"Are you alright Lydia?", he asked a bit concerned, too blind to notice that he was actually making her nervous. Of course he wouldn't believe that he and his looks had the power to make any girl nervous anyway.

Lydia pulled her keys out of her bag and smiled, hoping her nerves didn't show. "Yeah, of course i am! why wouldn't i be?"

She smiled and then got in the car, waiting for him to get in, before starting it and backing out of the driveway. Having him this close, looking and smelling this good was not good for her. He was distracting her with every small move he made and she didn't know how much longer she could go without attacking him or ripping his clothes off.

Isaac opened the car door and got into the passenger seat after Lydia had unlocked the doors. He shrugged as he looked at her with an innocent expression, not getting what was wrong with her. It was probably good for Lydia that he didn't really believe he could have any effect on girls.

"I don't know, you seem a bit on edge.", he said and reached over to rub her back. He leaned his head back against the seat and closed his eyes for a moment. "Man, I'd forgotten how tiring lacrosse is.", he said, keeping his eyes closed. A drop of water detached itself from his still slightly wet hair and got caught in his long eyelashes as he began humming to a tune playing on the radio.

Lydia kept driving, trying not to be distracted by the way Isaac's hand was rubbing circles into her back. She then parked the car and turned to him, admiring every single feature. This curly hair, darkened by the water. His eyes closed, water caught in his amazingly long lashes. The curve of his lip, reminding her how perfectly they fit against hers. She then scanned her eyes down his body, before going back to his face and grabbing his hands. She looked down, then whispered "You keep me on edge... In a good way."

Isaac blinked his eyes open when Lydia took his hands in her's, causing the drop of water on his lashes to slowly slide down his face like a tear. He looked at her gorgeous face, her thick red lips beautifully contrasting her smooth pale skin. And those long red strands of hair, that he so much liked to play with. "I keep YOU on edge?", he asked with an unbelieving chuckle. "How could I make a beautiful girl like you nervous?" he added with a grin and leand forward to kiss her lips softly, gently cupping her face with one hand.

Lydia kissed back gently then whispered "You'd be surprised what you make me..."

She then kissed him again holding the back of his neck, enjoying the feel of his lips against hers. She caressed his neck then slowly slid her hand down his neck, across his shoulder and on his bicep, which felt surprisingly strong. She liked being in his arms, the feel of his hand on her cheek. It made her feel beautiful, whole again. He made her feel like she was more than just Lydia Martin.

Isaac didn't even notice the drumming sound of rain starting to hit the car as Lydia kissed him. He didn't notice anything else around him when he felt Lydia's warm and soft lips against his. Her hand trailing down from his neck to his arm left a tingle where she had touched him and goosebumps appeared on his skin. When she pulled away from him again, he smiled with a blink and looked around.
"We're going to get soaked!", he observed and grinned at her.

Lydia laughed and got out of the car before running out of the car and to the door. Soaking wet, she waited for Isaac at the doorstep, looking at him. He made her heart jump out of her chest just by looking at him. She watched as he got out of the car and ran over to her, smiling.

She loved that smile of his. Lately he's been using it more often and nothing makes her happier than his smile. Especially when it's directed at her.

Isaac laughed as he ran through the rain, seeing nothing else but Lydia who was standing in the doorway to her house, smiling at him. His hair even curled a little more now that it was wet and his soaked white t-shirt clung to his chest. He teasingly bend over to Lydia and shook his hair, making tiny drops of water fly over to her.

"Great! I'll probably smell like a wet dog now.", he said and laughes as he put his wet schoolbag on the ground, careful not to get everything wet.

Lydia pulled him inside, closed the door and smiled at him. She grabbed his wet shirt, and slowly pulled it over his head. He'd looked sexy wearing the wet shirt, but he always looked better without it. She let the shirt drop to the floor before gently resting her hand on his chest. She looked up at him.

She whispered "I don't think you smell like wet dog..." She slowly kissed him before pulling away. She smiled up at him, before pulling him to their room. Their room.That felt right to say.

Isaac raised his eyebrows at how forcefully Lydia pulled his shirt off. He grinned at her enthusiasm and actually began to believe that he might even be a bit sexy. He had to be somewhat attractive for Lydia to react like this, didn't he? "I don't? Well, you smell of roses and something else delicious.", he said and stroked her hand with his thumb as she pulled him up the stairs and to her room.

Lydia closed the door to their room. "Roses and lavender..."

She smiled at him and turned around, so she was giving him her back. She slowly peeled off her wet dress, making sure her back was to him. She didn't want to be too forward either. If he wanted to, he should make a move...

She slowly pulled her hair down, since it was soaking as well and looked in the mirror, making sure none of her makeup was smudged. She glanced at Isaac over her shoulder and smiled.

Isaac closed his eyes for a moment to sniff the air and smiled. He bit his bottom lip when he saw Lydia pull her dress down. A bit hesitant, he slowly walked up behind her and placed his hands on her waist. He was shaking a bit, a combination of being cold from the rain and being nervous, but probably more of the latter. He closed his eyes again and took a deep breath, his nose at her hair as he breathed in the sweet smell of her shampoo. Her brushed her hair to one side and placed soft kissed on the side of her neck.

Lydia smiled when she felt Isaac walk up behind her and holds her from behind. Her eyes involuntarily closed when she felt him move her hair and kiss the hide of his neck. A quiet moan escaped her lips.

She held his arms, but didn't turn around. She was nervous. She didn't know why. She'd done these things before. But the problem was, she'd never cared about those people the way she did about Isaac. None of them gave her goosebumps of butterflies just by being near. She looked up at him and into his warm blue eyes. He was nervous too.

Isaac's ragged breaths made Lydia's hair move between his kisses. His lips were just slightly apart when she looked at him, his eyes seeming almost hungry. He looked down when their eyes met, a bit embarassed about his excitement and his own eyes then focused on the scars on his chest and stomach, hoping they wouldn't put Lydia off. Her pale smooth skin seemed so perfect to him and his own was anything but, thanks to his dad's abuse.

Lydia turned in his arms, looking at him with the same hunger in her eyes and slowly kissed him. She then pulled away and kissed his neck once, sweetly. She then focused on pressing a small kiss to each scar on his chest and stomach. She wanted him to feel as beautiful and sexy as he was to her.

She slowly pulled up and kissed his neck again, before kissing him, holding his neck. She made sure to stand as close to him as she could, leaving no space between them. Unconsciously, she backed up against the vanity mirror and table, so she was between it and Isaac.

Isaac choked up for a moment when Lydia was kissing his scars. He quickly forced himself to put his dark thoughts away, though. He didn't want his father to win again, he wanted this to be only about Lydia and himself. Knowing that she'd been with Jackson before, Isaac guessed that Lydia had done things like this before which made him even more nervous because he never had. She was the first girl he'd ever kissed so, naturally, she was his first for everything. As they were kissing, he let his hands slide up her body, his thumbs moving over her bra and up to her shoulders, were he played with the straps of her bra.

He then pulled his lips away from her's, looking at her intensely for a moment. "I...I love you!", he whispered, giving her this intense look for a few more seconds before closing his eyes and softly pressing his lips against her's again.

Lydia moaned silently when he let his hands slide up her body, unconsciously arching her body into his hands. Her eyes opened immediately when he said that. She smiled up at him, before she could even answer he was kissing her again. She smiled holding his neck, unable to contain her happiness. She sat on the table, opened her legs and pulled him to stand between them.

"I love you..." She whispered against his lips, and then deepened the kiss, grazing his tongue with hers. She was nervous. He made her nervous, being so close to her. She loved the way he made her feel, but it scared her.

Isaac hadn't expected Lydia to say those three words back, he'd just wanted to get his feelings out. His heart did a little jump when she did say it and he almost choked. The last person to say this to him had been his mom and that was years ago. His father had told him so many times that he wasn't worth being loved so it meant everything to him to hear this. He didn't get a long time to think about this though, because standing so close to Lydia, feeling her body pressed against his, excited him a lot. No really, it excited him a LOT. Another ragged breath escaped his mouth before she closed it with her's again and let her tongue slide between his lips. He let his right hand slide into her hair and placed the other one on her hip, stroking her soft skin.

Lydia moans softly, kissing him slowly. She could feel how excited her was and smiled. She slowly wrapped her legs around his waist and kept kissing him the same way, one hand on his neck, the other on his back, keeping him close. "Tell me if it's too much... if you wanna stop ok?"

She was cautious with him. She knew how unexperienced he was and found it adorable. She liked holding him and having him close to her. She just didn't want to scare him away by being too forward. She lightly started to kiss down his neck, before staring to suck gently on his skin.

Isaac had to suppress a laugh when Lydia told him that they could stop whenever he wanted to. He was a sixteen-year-old hormonal boy in the arms of a gorgeous girl, so he was actually holding himself back so he wouldn't come across as some sort of perv. He simply nodded with a grin on his face and bit his bottom lip when Lydia started to kiss his neck and suck on his skin. A soft moan escaped his mouth before he could control himself and he slid his hands down her body and let them rest on her legs, rubbing her soft skin gently.

Lydia moaned softly as he rubbed her legs. She pulled him closer against her and pulled up to kiss him, not noticing the very visible hickey on his neck. She smiled into him and pulled her hands away. She nervously tried to unbuckle her bra, but because her hands were shaking so much she couldn't. She must look so pathetic to him, so desperate. She looked at him blushing, then kissed him again, her hands moving back to his neck, gripping him closer than ever.

Isaac raised his eyebrows in surprise when he noticed that Lydia was trying to undo her bra. His heart began hammering inside his chest as he was so nervous because he'd never seen a girl's breasts outside of his computer screen. He closed his eyes again when Lydia kissed him some more and tried not to focus on his imagination as images of Lydia's naked body formed inside his hormonal mind. He put his arms around her again and rubbed her back, then stopped his hands as they rested on the buckles of her bra. He pulled away from Lydia just enough so that their lips weren't touching anymore and looked at her with a questioning expression.

Lydia moaned softly as he wrapped his arms around her and rubbed her back. She looked up at him, when his hands stopped at the buckles of her bra. She knew he was asking for permission. And she wanted this, wanted him, so much. So she nodded silently and moved to silently peppering his neck with sweet kisses.

She'd never felt about anyone the way she felt about Isaac. So she knew that this was different, even if she'd done it many times before. And she knew he'd probably never seen girl's breasts outsider her computer screen. So she wanted to make it special for him. For them. She moves her hands down his back and held him against her, wrapping her legs tighter around him.

Isaac let out a ragged breath as Lydia pulled him closer and nodded in answer to his interrogative look. He felt the heat rise into his head as he began fumbling around with the buckles of her bra. It was going to get embarrassing any second when he finally managed to push the buckles together and open that damned thing. His breathing was more of a panting when he slowly slid the straps of Lydia's bra off her arms and let it sink down to the ground. He leaned back a bit to look at her naked breasts and licked his lips nervously as he slid his hands from her waist upwards, stopping them just below her breasts. He didn't dare quite yet touching them even though he was dying to do just that, but he leaned over and started kissing Lydia's neck, keeping his hands just below her breasts, almost touching them.