Time for sex. thats all i have to say. lol.
After being asleep for an hour or so Kate woke up and strolled into Sam room. She laughed at the sight of the padding that covered his walls. The padding was an attempt to sound proof his room from the drums he was almost constantly playing. Kate remembered when the band first got the apartments, her and Sam immediately paired off, they just seemed mesh better together. They had more in common anyways, seeing as how they both played the guitar and drums. Sam was on his little swivel stool but he wasn't, however, playing his drums, he was watching T.V. Kate strolled over to the bed and plopped down,
"Are you protesting clothes?" Kate questioned with an arched eyebrow and a slight laugh. Sam was wearing only red boxer briefs, which in reality, was nothing new. He shrugged and looked at her over his shoulder,
"I could ask you the same thing Miss Kate." Kate laughed and looked down, she was in a white tank top and pink short shorts.
"I have clothes on butthead." She said and threw a pillow at his head, missing it but hitting his back. Sam grabbed the pillow and threw it back at her. He missed.
"Missed me." She laughed from her position on the bed.
"Oh yeah," he started, getting up from his stool. "You're going to get it now." Sam jumped on the bed and proceeded to tickle Kate. After a few minutes of Kate screaming and laughing there was a knock at the door. Sam got up from his position next to Kate and walked to the door. Kate on the other hand plopped down onto Sam's swivel stool and proceeded to bang the drums lazily. Sam reached the door and pulled it open only to be faced with Patrick. Patrick, surprised at Sam's lack of clothing, was taken aback for a second before asking,
"Hey, is uhm, Kate here?" Sam scratched his head and glanced in the direction of the drum noise that was coming from his room.
"Yeah she is." He said as he moved aside to let Patrick in. Patrick walked though the hallway towards the sound of he drumming with Sam in tow. He laughed slightly at Kate drumming with the only hand she could hold the stick in. She glanced up at the sound of laughter to see Patrick leaning on the doorframe with Sam peering over his shoulder.
"Shut up you ignoramus." She glared at Patrick.
"Whoa, that's kind of a big word be careful not to choke." He said with laughter in his voice. Kate stood and walked over getting into his face.
"I hate you." She spat at him.
"I know." He replied still laughing. Sam slightly bored shrugged past the two and pushed Kate out of his room before shutting the door.
"Go fight someplace I can't hear you." He yelled though the closed door. With the door shut Patrick raised an eyebrow and leaned in, she opened her mouth to say something but his lips silenced her. When Patrick kissed her, her body trembled in pleasure. He licked at her lips his tongue requesting access, she obliged. He hoisted her up and she wrapped her legs around his waste and proceeded to walk into her room. As soon as the door was shut he pinned her against it so she could feel his hardness, even though his jeans. His hands slid down to stroke her thighs, she responded by pulling him closer to her, groping him shamelessly, hearing him moan as she did so. His kiss moved from her mouth, to her neck, to her collarbone. God help her, she wanted him to touch her as his fingers felt so close now, the anticipation making the burn more intense. Then there was suddenly a knock at the door and,
"Kate I'm going across the hall if you need me for anything." Sam said through the door. He didn't receive a reply so he pushed his ear to the door and knocked again,
"Kate?" He questioned again. This time he heard something but it wasn't the response he was looking for. With his ear pushed against the door he heard,
"I want to fuck you so bad." And then muffled moans. He backed up in surprise only to hit the other end of the hallway. He apologized out of reflex, and walked quickly away feeling slightly embarrassed for hearing whatever was going on inside Kate's room.
The couple was oblivious to anything going on around them. Patrick was enjoying teasing her and when he felt the time was just right he shoved his hand down the front of her shorts and underwear, feeling her heat and wet flesh quivering as she moaned again before biting down on her lips. His fingers curled, parting the delicate skin as she tried to grind herself against him. She gasped when they slid into her, green eyes wide then closing. He brushed his thumb over her clit, Kate gave a sharp cry and responded by pushing him onto the bed and straddling his waste. His fingers abandoned their pursuit, pulling out so that he could wrap his hands around her thighs. Her legs tightened over his waist and she leaned down once more attacking his mouth with hers. In midst of all the heat coursing through his veins, Patrick became aware of exactly how tight his pants and boxers were when her hips pressed into him, and he groaned into her mouth. He edged his hand under her shirt and pulled it over her head, and then moved to her shorts, which he slid off with ease. Their mouths met once again as he was fumbling with the clasp on her bra. They pulled apart just long enough for him to pull off his shirt. With her bra finally off Kate fumbled with his belt buckle, she undid it and yanked his pants off, scooting them down to his knees, Patrick kicked them the rest of the way off. Kate then proceeded to tug at his boxers with her thumb, and Patrick responded by pulling them down. He slid his hand down the back of her panties and Kate raised herself a bit allowing him to take them off. Once they were naked Patrick laughed,
"Were these the circumstances you were talking about before?" he said in between kisses. Kate moaned as he kissed her neck,
"Trick, shut up." He stifled out a laugh before flipping them over so he was on top. Patrick kissed her harder, intent on possessing her mouth as his body entered inside her. Kate dug her nails into his back and let out a soft moan in response to his thrusts. Some time later Patrick lay asleep on top of Kate, and she stroked his hair until she too fell asleep.