A Wild in Colbie discussion

Amanda sits back and releases a deep breath after finally finishing her research paper. Her brain is just about fried from all the different chemical formula types rushing through it. All week the only thing that had been on her mind was Xander. Her body ached from his touch. She glances at her cell phone. It was a little past midnight, he was probably up, right? She shifted in her seat. "Fuck it." She muttered as she reached out for her phone and dialed his number.

Xander is sitting on the rails surrounding the beach in Colbie, he driven for an hour to get here, after he promised he'd back off and stay the hell away from anywhere he could possibly run into HER. But it's useless, all Xander can think about is HER. His dreams are usually...well ususally all he has are nightmares from his past, but now he has dreams of HER. And his ART, all of it is HER, he's drawn and painted her so many times it's radiculous. Her face, her eyes, her lips, her body, just HER. Wanting her is driving him insane, it's exausting. Just as he's thinking about throwing himself off of the ten foot rails just so he can get some peace, his phone vibrates. Xander frowns and picks it up, it's not a number he reconises, and Xander never just GIVES his number away to anyone. So it must be her. Xander knows he should not answer, but with a groan he does.

There is a heartbeat of silence before Amanda says anything. "Hey.. Xander?" She asks unsure. A flash of panic occurs as she thinks he might have given her a fake number of some sort. "It's Amanda." She says, in case the person on the other line doesn't already know. She hasn't realized how desperate she was to simply hear his smooth voice.

Xander swallows the words he really wants to say, which are basically, 'where the fuck are you so i can be there too'. "Yeah. I gussed that. what is it Amanda, good girl" he says in his deep voice, with a smile, he never realised quite how much he wanted to hear her talk until now.

Amanda melts at the sound of his voice. "I was wondering if you wanted to come over tonight.." She winced, it sounded like such a booty call. She glanced at the mirror to see one of his marks obvious from her V neck shirt.

Xander is silent for a long moment, 'want to' is not a strong enough thing to say about how much he wants, NEEDS, to be with her. Then he says "Fuck. Don't move", he ends the call and jumps down off the rails. Xander gets into his car and drives faster than he ever has before, and that is damn fast.

Amanda looks down at the phone and quickly puts it down. She starts racing around her room, picking things up and straightening things around. She wound up back to the mirror and applied her makeup and ran a brush through her hair.

Xander drove fast until he got to the dorms, it's late so not getting caught was difficult. But Xander managed to get past everything, determination, wanting something so bad it hurts, makes failure non-option. It takes him a while to find her dorm but he does. Xander leans against the frame and knocks. His hands stuffed into his beaten up biker jacket pockets.

Amanda looks at the door and tries to contain her excitement. She makes slow steps toward the door to appear not as eager, but her body is screaming at her to throw open the door and jump into his arms. She opens the door and gives him a smile as she steps aside to let him in. "Hey."

Xander can barely contain himself, he steps inside and his dar eyes sweep up and down Amanda intensly, comitting every detail. She's all made up, but Xander somehow instictively knows that even without make up and even if she looked a mess he'd still think she was the most beautiful girl in the world. Xander wastes no time, he moves forward in two big strides and has her pinned up against the door by his hips, he catches her mouth in a mind blowing kiss.

Amanda's hands fly to his shoulders as she kisses him back with as much force. She breaks the kiss after a few moments to lead him back up to her bed. She has a look of determination on her face as she pushes him onto the bed and straddles him.

Xanders hands instantly go to her hips, he grasps them rightly and rolls his hips to cause friction between them. Xander groans as he pulls Amanda down roughly to kiss her hard on the mouth, nothing has ever felt so fucking good. Every other kiss, every other touch in his life means nothing now that he has her in his arms.

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