1 comments/ 16646 views/ 17 favorites Laura Vandervoort: Fan Appreciation By: MeanBlackjack Disclaimer: All right, this story is not real. NOT REAL! Not to be read by anyone under the age of 18/21 yadda yadda yadda! I'd love to hear some feedback as per usual. Please feel free to leave me a comment in the COMMENT Box at the end of the page. You see those big empty stars too? Maybe bump those up to five full ones? We wouldn't want them to be empty now would we? All alone like that? You're not a monster are you? Also, please don't post this on any other site without my explicit permission. I've had to bring the hammer down on two thieves right as of writing and don't want to bring it down again. Author's Note: Just a quick heads-up, the story is based in Sydney, Australia around the time of Armageddon Expo 2011. Also, since they spell things in the British mannerisms, I'm going to do it too :P * Laura flopped down on the large bed of the expensive Sydney hotel. She had flown in for the weekend to appear at a local convention, and was looking forward to checking out not only the convention but also see the country. Laura was on the road a lot due to her filming schedule and current tour of conventions. Running a hand through her long, loose blonde hair, Laura smiled and rolled her head to the right so she could look out at the harbour. She wanted to go and see the city and maybe get some time on the beach and relax. Maybe she'd catch some local TV too, she always liked watching TV in other countries, she thought it was rather amusing to see how other people watched TV. She looked around the large, well decorated room to try and find the remote. It was then, Laura heard it for the first time. There was a grunt and then a low moan, there was a familiar sound that the blonde Canadian instantly labelled as the sound of a man masturbating. Sitting up on the bed, Laura crawled to the head of the bed and put her ear up against the wall. The sound was coming from the owner of the room next door who was indulging in some harmless self pleasure. Laura's filming schedule had taken her from Atlanta, back to her home of Canada, across the borderline to California for Comic-Con and now she had flown across several time zones to get to Australia. Due to this erratic travel schedule, she had lost a boyfriend and was overly horny. As if by magic, Laura's nipples started to harden and push up against the fabric of her flowery summer dress. She didn't know what came over her, but soon she had taken the hem of her dress down and was pawing at her breasts pulling and tugging on her nipples. Letting out a breathless sigh, she moved another hand to her legs and started to move it up her leg and to her wet sex. She was already soaking wet and ready to get off. Tugging her lacy panties to the side, Laura put her right index finger on her clitoris and started slow, steady circular motions. Keeping her ear against the wall, Laura listened carefully as the man grunted and groaned as his hand slipped up and down his shaft. She wondered about it as she touched herself, was it long and thin? Maybe short but fat so it would reach everywhere inside her? Laura wondered about his ball sac as well, was it small and tight or maybe they hung loosely and Laura would have been able to sneak her tongue out and play with the balls as she sucked his cock. As she thought about that, a low moan escaped her lips as she started to increase the frigging on her clit. Quickly taking the finger off of her love button, she sucked on the digit before moving back to it, roughly flicking her finger against herself Laura let out a low groan as she started to get herself off even quicker. The man stopped and Laura realised she may have been a little louder than she intended. It was then Laura understood how thin the walls were, she raised an eyebrow but waited for the man to keep masturbating and thought nothing of it. The man resumed and the blonde could hear him grunting and groaning as he started to get nearer and nearer to an orgasm. Laura wasn't far off either. Her left hand pawed and squeezed at her tit flesh, tugging at her nipples and groping her own soft flesh eagerly. Screwing her eyes shut tightly, Laura let loose and came just as the man on the other side of the wall did as well. Achieving orgasm together, Laura panted and pulled her head off of the wall and redressed herself slowly, still basking in the after glow of an orgasm. The blonde Canadian then heard something that made her ears prick up. The man was now watching something or had resumed watching it and she recognised her own voice! It was a scene that needed her to be in a bikini, she smiled when she thought of the man masturbating to her. She debated heading on over and knocking on the door. Masturbation always scratched her itch but never really filled her up. There was a fire burning in her groin and she needed something more. She needed to get fucked. Climbing off of the bed, Laura walked over to the door and put her hand on the golden door knob, ready to twist it to the right and walk next door to fuck the guy. But, some common sense grabbed hold of her and she let go. Walking into the bathroom, she slipped the dress off of her young, hot body and got into the shower. Turning the large white dial inside the cubicle, she jumped out of the way of the sudden cold jet of water and waited for it to warm up. However, her mind couldn't help but wander back to the man who had been masturbating on the other side of her bedroom wall. Would she be able to head downstairs and find out who he was? She frowned slightly as she thought about how the receptionist may question her. Would she even be allowed to tell Laura the guys name? Sticking her right arm into the now warm stream of water, Laura stepped into the shower and aimed to wash away the jet lag of her flight and her new found desire to fuck and get fucked. Squirting a puddle of the purple shower gel the hotel had provided into the palm of her hand, she started to rub and massage it into her body. Paying particular attention to her breasts, she looked down at them as the water washed away the cleaning liquid. She didn't have anything to do tonight, her plan was to meet up with her agent once they'd both got ready and go out and try some local cuisine. She could easily say she took a power nap and Sarah, her agent, would be none the wiser. Round two was looking like a nice new option as the blonde actress inspected the shower gel bottle. It was about seven inches long, but in a rectangular shape. The bottom was wider than the top she was certain the shape had a particular name but she couldn't quite recall it at the time. That could be due to the fact that her mind was focusing on something else. Cock. The bottle wasn't really shaped like a dick, but she thought it would do nicely. She brought the bottle down to her pussy's lips and rubbed it against her clitoris ever so briefly. The rough plastic material made her body shiver with delight as it slid along her love button. Taking a hold of her breasts again, Laura squeezed her left tit while she moved to slip the bottle inside her. She let out a long, sexy sultry groan as the first two inches slid inside her tight cunt. Yeah, it wasn't a cock but it would certainly do the trick. Gripping the base of the shower gel bottle tightly she started to fuck herself. Her warm, wet pussy welcomed the plastic make shift dildo, sliding it in and out of herself Laura let her mind wander and started to dream about it being a man fucking her. She imagined him roughly grabbing her tits and squeezing them as he pounded her pussy. His strokes were fast and short and the bottle in her hand mimicked the imaginary moves. The first two to three inches were frantically sliding in and out of her cunt and rubbing up against her clit as her free hand squeezed her breast. The water beat down on her skin as she played with herself, her pretty blonde head rested up against the stone wall of the shower. Laura gasped as she slipped the dildo even further inside herself. She had nearly five of the seven inches inside her and the bottle was starting to stretch her out. Moving it so that the side of the bottle matched her lady lips, she slipped it back inside herself. Crying out in pleasure, the bottle reached a new area inside her and as her knees started to shake. She was on the precipice of an almighty orgasm and she just needed that extra kick to make her explode. Pinching her nipples, she cried out in pleasure and came over the shower bottle. Panting and catching her breath again, Laura pulled the bottle out of herself slowly and let it fall to the floor. She caught her breath and finished her shower, but she couldn't help but shake the feeling of emptiness inside her. Yeah. She needed a dick and soon. *** After the shower, Laura had got dressed and gone out to meet her agent and see some of Sydney's night life. She had come back slightly tipsy and wondered if she should knock on the guy's door. Biting her lip, she contemplated what could happen. She'd get a nice hard fuck. Sober Laura started to shine through and she realised it was probably a bad idea. Besides, she could always play with herself if she needed to. She rummaged through her purse and found the key card to her door, slipping it into the lock. She opened the door and collapsed face first on the bed. She could have got under the covers but tipsy Laura decided that it was nice enough as it was and fell fast asleep on the bed. The next morning Laura rolled to her right side and an agonizing headache assaulted her every sense. She was hungover and cursed the very notion of alcohol, crawling to the window she clumsily grabbed at the curtains and yanked them shut. Keeping the sun out of her room, Laura heard an annoying noise yelling at her. It was her cellphone's alarm. Right! She had a convention to go to today. Groaning heavily, Laura got to her feet and walked over to the bathroom. Opening up the door, she walked into the small room and caught her reflection. Amazingly, she looked rough. Laura walked through the large double doors of the convention hall in Sydney and saw a large throng of people who enthusiastically cheered and waved at her as she walked to her table. Smiling from ear to ear, she waved at the crowd before taking her seat behind a large table. Grabbing a silver sharpie and a quick sip of water, Laura motioned for the first person in line to come up. He was pretty cute, clean shaven, stood at about six foot and had short, well maintained brown hair. He was clutching a season five DVD boxset of Smallville that already had numerous scrawlings over it. Laura caught a quick glimpse and instantly recognised the scrawlings as fellow cast mate signatures. She smiled and extended her right hand to shake his left, her small fingers wrapped around his larger ones as they greeted each other. "Hi! I'm Ethan! Ethan Cole! Ethan for short but you know that now of course! Sorry. I'm super nervous!" He was stammering and probably nervous. Laura always found that to be cute. The pretty blonde also realised that they had been shaking hands for nearly half a minute. Not really a long stretch of time by anyone's standards. But, pretty unusual for a handshake. She grinned and slowly pried her fingers out of his grasp. He realised what he'd been doing and began to apologise, Laura smiled and shook her head. "Don't worry about it Ethan!" She said with a smile. Looking over the box set, she let out a short whistle in disbelief. "Wow, you got everyone huh?" She added, a soft smile on her face. "Yeah, I just need you... Your signature I mean!" Laura smiled and tilted her head to the side lightly. It really was cute as to just how nervous he got around her. "Well, let's rectify that!" She beamed happily and scribbled her signature on the inner sleeve of the box set. Passing the box set back to Ethan, she smiled when she saw he was holding a camera. Standing up, she wrapped her right arm around his shoulder and leant in while one of the volunteers at the convention took the picture. There was the camera flash and Laura's obligation was all but done. She smiled and thanked Ethan once again, who grinned like he wasn't quite all there in the head and was quickly replaced by a cute enough red headed girl with a splattering of freckles across her face. *** After what seemed like twenty minutes but had in fact been two hours, Laura Vandervoort was done with the signings. One last picture and she was free to go. Sticking her thumb up in a goofy fashion, she stuck her tongue out in a funny way for the last photo. Thanking the rather dumpy guy she scooped up her handbag and was quickly escorted out of the convention room. As fun as these conventions were, it was difficult for her to fully enjoy it as she would always get mobbed by fans. So, she was stuck with two options. 1. Brave the convention floor with this hangover or 2. go home and nurse the headache before taking in some more of Sydney. Option 2 won out as she was taken to the back of the centre and to the limousine the convention organisers had very kindly paid for. Climbing into the back of the limo, she grabbed her phone and let out a quick courtesy tweet letting people know how much she loved Sydney and was eager to check out the local night life and culture. Really, she'd just be passing out and feeling sorry for herself. Turning her head to the left, she gazed out at the dimming Sydney skyline. The convention was one that ran all night, from nine am on Saturday to midnight on Sunday. It didn't shut down over night, so while there were a few police officers around, the locals knew that there wasn't much of a threat from drunken nerds dressed up in bathrobes pretending to be Jedi's, or a post-Baelor Ned Stark hitting on a coffee barista. It sure had been a while since anyone had hit on her. With that thought, a short smile crept across her face as her mind lingered on and about her antics last night. Maybe she'd finally get to meet her neighbour tonight... *** The drive had been a short one, short and uneventful. The driver kindly opened the door for her and escorted her out, she had travelled lightly to the convention so there wasn't any 'hand luggage' to speak of. Just her large black handbag that had been slung over Laura's right shoulder as she stepped up the three large marble steps and walked through the hotel lobby. As she stepped into the open elevator, the doors were about to close when she heard someone call out to her. "Hold the doors please!" Laura immediately jumped into action and jabbed at the open door button on the key pad to the right of the door. She then got to see who had called out to her. Much to her surprise it was Ethan from earlier in the day, from the convention centre who had got the boxset of Smallville signed by her and the rest of the cast. She smiled a warm smile at him as he realised who she was. "Hey!" "Hey yourself Ethan!" "Oh wow... This place must be good if you're here!" He said with a smile, he was slightly out of breath and red in the face. He was also wearing outdoor sports fashion, like he had been playing tennis or something. The hotel did have a tennis court, or so she recalled anyway. "I guess so!" She beamed back, as he lent over to jab at the large key pad, Laura watched him closely. Much to her surprise, he hit the fourteen button, just like Laura was going to. "Which floor are you going to?" He asked, peering over his shoulder and looking at the sexy, beautiful blonde Canadian actress. "The same as you." "Oh... Cool..." As he stepped back up, Laura had a proper chance to look him over. Those baggy shorts and the frumpy shirt he had been wearing at the convention did him no favours. He was in great shape, she could see his forearms were well toned and he looked like he had strong legs. A cute butt too. Laura smirked to herself as she allowed a private thought of her grabbing it as she sucked his cock. The doors opened and as they walked out, Laura watched him walk down the corridor but stopped a few feet away from her. "So, we're next door to each other too huh?" She said aloud, he turned to look at her and his jaw almost visibly dropped. Swallowing a lump in his throat, he nodded. "Guess so... Well... Uh... Goodnight!" He quickly disappeared into his room leaving Laura alone. She smirked to herself and then walked into her own room, making a quick detour to the bathroom for a shower. As she washed herself, the water beat against her soft skin while she thought about the day. Each bead of water smashed against her sexy body, making it ripple with miniature orgasms. Grabbing one of her tits almost subconsciously, Laura thought about the man next door. If she did want to get fucked she knew she wouldn't have to go very far. She climbed out of the small cubicle and dried herself off. Wrapping the soft, fluffy white towel around her mid-section she walked into her bedroom and flopped down on the bed. Laura sat on the bed and was about to flick the television on when she heard those familiar sounds. There was a lurid sound of flesh slapping against flesh and Ethan was masturbating, probably to her again. Her mind made a quick calculation and she decided. Climbing off of the bed, Laura quickly stripped off even losing her bra and panties and she swiftly threw a bathrobe on. Slipping the key card into her pocket, she walked out of the room and towards Ethan's. Swallowing the lump in her throat, Laura knocked on the door. She could hear him groan and tidy himself up. One. Two. Three. Four steps later and he was at the door, she could hear the lock go and the door opened up. "Yes?!" He was pissed. Understandable as he was getting his rocks off but damn it she wanted to as well. "Hey. My TV's broken. Can I come in and check something?" She didn't let him respond, and walked in past him. Her eyes caught his erection pressing against his thin, tight pyjama bottoms. Her hands fell down from her chest and as she walked past him, her hand came loose and almost brushed it. She flopped down on his bed and caught that he had been watching Smallville. "Been watching me again?" Woops! She didn't acknowledge that she had heard him masturbating earlier. Did he catch that? There was a brief silence before she turned to face him. OK Laura. Do or die time! She said to herself. Her eyes roamed down his body and at his large sizeable erection. "Wow! You must really like me huh?" She asked, a playful smirk on her face. "Yeah... Yeah I do." "You like me being in a bikini?" She asked, closing the gap between the two young soon to be lovers. "... Yeah..." "And just why do you like that?" She asked, just a whisker away from him now. She could feel his hot breath on her lips and was fighting every urge not to jump him there and then. "It shows off your tummy..." Ethan finally found his ability to say more than 'Yeah' as Laura smiled and nodded her head. "You like my tummy?" She asked, putting her right hand on his shoulder. When he nodded, Laura smiled and took his right hand in her left. Guiding it into her bathrobe Laura pushed it against her flat, toned stomach and smiled when he groaned in sheer disbelief. "Do you like that Ethan?" "God yes!" He groaned, the 's' sound slithering out like he was a serpent. Laura lifted herself up on her tip-toes suddenly, his hand jolted against her stomach as she moved into his neck. His yelp of surprise made Laura giggle, her soft lips were inches away from his ear. "Would you like some more?" With that, Laura placed her soft smile against Ethan's cheek and softly kissed his skin. Once his hand started to explore her flat tummy of its own free will, Laura put both of hers on his shoulders and pulled the handsome, young fan closer to her. Laura Vandervoort: Fan Appreciation Her tongue slipped against his ear making the young man shiver. Almost on instinct, his hand cupped the flesh he was stroking. Laura gasped with pleasure and smiled as she lightly bit on his ear and sucked it between her teeth. Her hands roamed down to the front of his pyjama bottoms and she slowly undid the draw string. Ethan gasped as she fished into the front of his pants, as her lips and teeth assaulting his cheek and neck. Her soft hands moved inside his bottoms and quickly found his hard dick, to her surprise it was slick with hand lotion. He obviously didn't like to jerk off rough and ready, but it was good enough for Laura. Slowly pumping her hand up and down, Laura lightly kissed Ethan on the cheek and peppered her way across to his lips. When she pressed her lips against his, she couldn't quite believe it. His lips were soft, but masculine. They seemed to fit hers perfectly and as she slipped her tongue into his mouth, she couldn't help but moan into his kiss as she guided his hands up her flat tummy to the undercurve of her breasts. He seemed to struggle for air as his hands absorbed her skin, she smiled at his silliness and broke their kiss off. "Wow..." Was all Ethan could manage to say. A smirk came across Laura's face and she nodded her head. "Wow is the right word." She giggled with a sexy wink at the end. With that, she fell to her knees and pulled his pyjama pants down to his ankles. Confidently, Laura pushed Ethan to the bed and using her left hand she kept him on the bed while she wrapped her right hand around the base of his shaft. Keeping him still, Laura opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the first couple of inches of his cock. As she sucked the first three inches inside her warm, wet mouth she cast her eyes up at the awestruck fan. Her sexy, deep blue eyes met his green pools of life as she smiled up at him. Sliding up and down the first few inches, her mouth slowly closed around his cock. She slowly brushed her bright, white teeth against his soft, tender dick and couldn't help but moan in pleasure. She was always amazed at the fact that men would trust women with dicks in their woman's mouth. After all, teeth are designed to cut, chew and chomp down on flesh or meat, which a penis mainly is. Closing her eyes, she moaned around the head as her tongue slowly came out and tasted his soft skin. Slowly flicking her way up from the bottom of his shaft to the under curve of his dick's head, Laura let out a slow sexy moan as her hand lightly clamped down on his dick. She cast a look down his dick and saw that his large balls were hanging neatly for her. Taking her lips off of his cock, she moved in and took the left nut in her mouth. She lightly wrapped her mouth around his sac and pressed her lips down, applying light pressure to his balls. "Jesus Laura!" Ethan groaned as he ran his hands through Laura's blonde hair. He bunched it up and moved it from her face so he could see her going to town on his scrotum. She grinned and removed his balls from her mouth, continuing to jerk him off while she did so. "You like this then?" She asked, a big grin on her face. She cast her eyes up at him and smiled as his jaw dropped and nodded his head. "Good, I'd hate to have you get upset with me." "Jesus Laura... I could never be upset with you..." He groaned as she slipped her mouth back over his dick and went back to sucking his cock. She smiled sweetly somehow, even though she had his cock buried in her mouth. Moving her lips up and down, Laura started to slide her hand up to meet her bobbing lips. As his hips moved up off of the bed to try and get more dick meat into her mouth, she sexily if not firmly pushed him back down onto the bed. Keeping his ass to the bed, Ethan groaned in sheer pleasure as she started to move her lips up and down quicker. Aiming to coax his cum up out of his cock, she started to twist and squeeze her hand that was beating him off. Making a series of lewd noises with her mouth, Laura sucked up and down on his cock taking more and more of his shaft in her wet mouth. Ethan let out a low groan and started to bunch her hair up in his hands and let out a quick gasp of pleasure as he came in her mouth. Several spurts hit her throat and she soon swallowed it all down into her tummy. His load slipped down and she slowly sucked his dick once and twice to get all of the cum out. Satisfied, she slipped his dick out of her mouth and let it slowly slap against her face. Laura eagerly smacked her own face with his dick, letting the cum splatter against her face. "You like your blowjob baby?" She asked, climbing up to her feet as Ethan eagerly nodded his head. "Fuck... Fuck yes." Using her right hand, she scooped up any remaining cum and in one quick slurp of her finger she had all of his cum in her tummy. Laura undid the sash on her bathrobe completely and shrugged it off her sexy body. It was then that Ethan could completely absorb her tight, toned body. She ran her hands over her flat tummy and up to her delicious tits, she lightly squeezed them as her newly found lover ogled her body. "You like my body Ethan?" She asked, as she noted his erection growing. "I think that's pretty obvious." He said with a grin. She smirked and nodded her head, climbing onto the bed, Laura spread her legs and reached underneath her. Finding his dick, she pressed it up against her lips and slowly slid it along the base of her pussy. Laura's wet, hungry pussy lips begged for his meat, she briefly teased herself before letting his dick slip inside her folds briefly. She grinned when he shivered in sheer pleasure, she cast a glance down at him and cocked her head to the left. "Are you tender Ethan?" She asked. Rubbing the left side of his face, her fingers lightly stroked his cheek as he bit his lip and nodded. "OK sweetie. I'll go slowly." She bent down and planted a kiss on his lips. Their lips smacked together and her tongue slipped inside his mouth, she quickly stroked against his but then moved it back in her mouth teasing his. His hands moved over her soft, albeit sweaty body and he lightly cupped her breasts. His fingers and thumbs tugged on her nipples, watching as she moaned in pleasure. Laura started to build herself up into a fierce, swift rhythm. When she came downward onto his pole, her pussy would go all the way down to the base of his shaft, her freshly tanned skin meeting his balls while her ass cheeks smacked into his strong thighs. The sound of flesh on flesh rang out to mix with their cries of lust but neither were complaining about an ounce of pain from it as she continued to smoothly move up and down on him. His hands held her waist for support, his steely eyed gaze switching between her beautiful, moaning face to her jiggling breasts, and down between her legs to watch his own cock vanish and reappear from her wet snatch that's still as tight as ever, only further adding to the pleasure that they both feel. Putting her hands on Ethan's broad shoulders, Laura moaned out loud as she started to keep her bouncing quick and short. She was bouncing up and down on his cock, feeling the effects of having to keep up this intense and swift pace to satisfy both of their perverse sexual urges. Her breath started to get short as she moaned away with half open eyes and not showing any signs of stopping yet. With a grunt, she switched her riding pace up with an occasional sharper drop down, the smack of her toned, tight ass connecting with his thighs louder as she groaned out with each contact but she continued to handle it, the youthful hyper fan she was on top off just kept on smiling and moaning far less louder than she was. Still able to control himself despite fucking Laura Vandervoort, the girl he had been masturbating over barely twenty four hours ago. It became Laura's turn to be surprised as Ethan started to rise his hips off of the bed, pumping his shaft upright into her wet, and still tight pussy. Laura let out a moan as his shaft stroked the inside of her pussy, his ball sack slapped up into her smooth skin as he sent his inches right up into her as she dropped down onto him. With each rising thrust delivered from Ethan, Laura would move higher on his member, her breasts bouncing away as she groaned out with closed eyes. The sweat dripping off from her forehead now as her wet snatch slid up and down nearly all the way, running on instincts as she kept on riding his fat dick that's now slick from her own juices. Laura looked down at Ethan and could see beads of sweat starting to fall from his forehead and onto his face. She moved down, pressing her chest against his, and put her lips on his. They passionately kissed each other as they fucked, her hands planted themselves on either side of of Ethan's head as he started to slam straight up into the snug twat of the gorgeous Canadian TV and movie star. Watching her moan and bounce on his rod gave him all the fuel he needed to keep on giving it to her fast and hard like he had been doing. Groaning as he enjoyed being balls deep inside her warm, wet cunt that was perfectly taking his cock. Laura's lips came off of his and started to kiss his neck, moving her way up and down his neck she made sure to keep going until she could feel the goose bumps on his neck. Laura moved her hands down her sexy body and started to violently rub her clit. She was coming closer and closer to an orgasm and couldn't help but cry out in pleasure as Ethan's prick slammed in and out of her. Ethan's hands wrapped around her waist and held her in place, his thrusts were starting to get more and more erratic as he started to breathe in a heavier fashion. Ethan slapped his hands against her ass, making the blonde Canadian gasp in pleasure. Ethan let out a short cry of pleasure and came, Laura cumming with him. Her pussy gushed outwards as his cum shot inside her, the warm seed splattered against her insides as they continued to erratically fuck each other. Laura let out a short cry of pleasure and stopped, collapsing onto Ethan's large chest, she smiled as he wrapped his arms around her. "That... That was great." Ethan said with a smile as Laura smirked and nodded her head against his chest. "Sure was." Laura's eyes felt heavy as she yawned against Ethan's chest. "Oh my God..." Ethan said aloud, there was an unusual tone in his voice that made Laura look up at him. Worry on her face, this guy had scratched her itch but Jesus, she may need more itches scratched and she hoped and prayed that he'd be willing to continue to fuck her as hard and rough or as soft and gentle as she wanted. "What is it Ethan?" She asked, lightly tilting her head upwards to look at him. "I just came in you. You! Laura Vandervoort!" The gravity of the situation was dawning on him as Laura giggled and nodded her head, resting it on his chest. "You sure did. I should probably clean myself up. That would mean getting off the bed though." A playful chorus of boos came from Ethan's mouth as he voiced his disapproval of her plan. "I suppose I could do it in the morning... Can I stay the night?" She asked, casting a glance up at him. "You can stay every single night if you'd like." Ethan replied honestly. "Good! Because I need to get another round with you soon." "That sounds perfect to me Laura." He said with a smile, his arms tightening around her lightly. "You don't mind this do you?" She asked suddenly breaking the silence between the two. "Mind what?" "Snuggling. You don't mind me snuggling with you do you?" "I have a beautiful woman in my arms. What could I possibly complain about?" He asked, that made Laura blush and subsequently giggle like an infatuated school girl. "Flattery will get you everywhere mister." She grinned and snuggled closer to his chest. She curled her arms around him, her right arm going behind his back while her left draped across his chest. Ethan's hands roamed over her tight, toned and young body absorbing and exploring every possible curve and crease on her. Soon, his left hand had wrapped around her shoulder and his right hand had moved to her thigh. Subconsciously, Iron Maiden must have been on his mind as he started to drum along to the beat of 'The Wicker Man' by the British heavy metal giants on her thigh. Laura's eyelids grew heavy, they closed and re opened once, twice three times before she finally gave in and fell asleep in Ethan's arms. Ethan looked down at her and grinned, letting his head fall back against the pillow, he continued to stroke at her skin until sleep soon took him as well. As he slept, dreams of Laura soon invaded his mind and while sleeping he started to grin, dreaming of the possibilities tomorrow may hold.