|posted on 2-Nov-2002 4:44:04 PM|
|Title: Physical Education|
Author: DreamingOfMax84 a.k.a. *~Ria~*
Rating: NC-17.... so watch out kiddies!!
Category: M/L all the way baby!!
Disclaimer: I own nothing.... wait I own my diamond engagement ring, my school books, my cell phone, and of course my lovely fiancé. Just kidding. I own nothing that has to do with Roswell or any of its affiliates.
Summary: This is purely a smut fic so if you don't like it; don't read it. And since this is pure smut there is no plot, if you find one you're looking too hard.... Come on it's just for fun. And I'm bored. Plus this is AU. Meaning no aliens, Tess, baby any of it. Just Max, Liz and a school. Oops, I've said far too much already. Oh well have a look. I think you'll like it. ENJOY!!
Max walked through the doors of West Roswell high with only one thing on his mind.... sex. Oh come on he's a normal 17 year old boy. If they don't have sex on the brain, something must be wrong. He was sick of waiting around for Liz Parker to finally talk to him.
'I've known her since the 3rd grade and the only time we ever talk is in one of our science classes or at the Crash Down. And those conversations only revolve around science, or food. I have to do something about that.' He thought to himself as he approached Liz Parker's locker.
She was standing at her locker putting some books away and getting others out. She had on a mid thigh length pink skirt with little ruffles at the end and a sparkly tank top with a cardigan. Accompanied with that was a pair of white strappy sandals and pink toenails. 'God, she looks beautiful.' He walked right up to her locker, took a deep breath and began to speak.
"Can I please talk to you for a minute?"
"Of course Max. What's the matter?"
They went into a classroom around the corner.
"How come we've never talked?" Max asked looking down into her beautiful face.
"What do you mean? We've talked plenty of times."
"No, we've talked about science and what I wanted to eat when I was at the Crash Down. Nothing else. Why?"
"I don't know. We just happened to be lab partners a couple times and you sit in my area of the Crash Down, I guess."
"So does that mean if I never had science with you and I never went to the Crash Down, you'd never talk to me. We have other classes together, but you never talk to me. Do you not like me or something?"
"No Max! It's not that.... it's.... it's just.... "
"Just what Liz? Am I not good enough to talk to or something?"
"No! You have it all wrong Max, I don't feel that way at all."
"Then tell me Liz, tell me how you feel."
"I.... I.... I don't know...."
"Yes you do, and you can tell me, I promise not to tell anyone you spoke to me."
That was it; that was all Liz could take. Him saying 'I promise not to tell anyone you spoke to me' was like a dagger thorough her heart. Could she really tell him how she felt about him?
"You." She simply stated.
"Me, what?" Max asked with a confused look upon his face.
"You. You think I don't talk to you because I don't like you, it's just exactly the opposite. I'm in love with you, I have been since I could understand the concept of being in love. I think about you at school, and at work, hell I can't even sleep without dreaming of you. You. You make me nervous, and excited all at once, it's like a function overload. When I'm around you in any other way than school or work I don't know what to say, I freeze. It's not like I could just walk right up to you in the hall or on the street and strike up a conversation, I don't know what else to talk to you about, besides science and what you want to order." She tried saying this all in one sentence and her voice was beginning to crack.
Max could only stand there, completely and utterly shocked beyond belief.
Liz looked up at him with his mouth agape. "Please say something, I just told you everything about the way I feel and you aren't saying anything...."
Max took two little steps and he was right in front of her. He did the only thing he could think of, with quivering lips he leaned down and kissed her. Liz was flustered, and she gasped. Max being very bold and daring opened his own mouth and swept his tongue inside to touch hers.
Like she stated before she was nervous and excited, she didn't want to do anything to ruin this moment. She was kissing Max Evans, her love of many years. So she responded by bringing her arms around his neck and continued to kiss him. She leaned into the kiss more, when she found something brush against her stomach. At the same time Max moaned into her mouth, she got closer and he did again. After that last one they broke the kiss for some much need air.
"Max...." she sighed. "The things you make me feel...."
"The things you make me feel." Casting a glance down.
She looked and gasped. "I'm sorry." She said guiltily.
"Don't be. When I'm around you or just think of you this is how I get. Always."
It was Liz's turn to be bold, "Want me to make it better?" She asked with a sly smile.
"You can't be serious!!"
Liz dropped her book bag and walked over to the teacher's desk. She knocked the pencil holder and calendar off of it, then she proceeded to sit atop of it. "Oh but I am. Do you not want me?" Liz asked with a now sweet smile.
"No, It's not that, it's just...."
"Just what Max?" She repeated his words from earlier.
"I don't think we should be doing anything in the classroom, or even at school."
She was sitting there swinging her tan legs and Max, being a guy, was transfixed on the fact that she had her legs open and he could see her panties.
'White cotton, panties. So pure.' He thought to himself. She removed her cardigan and lifted her tank over her head. 'No bra. God, she's going to kill me. Isn't she?'
Max walked over to the door and locked it. She heard the lock click so she knew he wasn't leaving and this made her smile.
He walked over to the desk, to her, and fiercely kissed her. The kiss, almost bruising, made her even more wet. He began to kiss down her neck to her breasts, just the touch of his tongue on her nipples was bringing her close to the edge.
He pulled her skirt down and dropped it to the floor. He resumed his ministrations on her nipples. Meanwhile, his hand slid up the inside of her thigh and then his fingers were slipping under her panties. She gasped as his fingers ran along her feminine folds and then she moaned loudly when he touched her little bundle of nerves.
He automatically found her hot spot. He teased her then pulled his hand away she whimpered when he pulled his hand free, her panties were in the way and he wanted them off, now. He pulled his mouth away and she whimpered again. He then pulled her panties free of her body and those, too, joined the skirt on the floor. She was sitting there now totally naked, just the way he wanted her to be. His hand made its way back to her center and she moaned when two of his fingers found their way deep inside her. His thumb rubbed against her clit in a circular motion and his fingers slipped in and out of her in a steady rhythm. Her hips bucked against his hand and he continued to suck on her nipples. He pulled away briefly to note her expression. Her eyes were closed with her head thrown back. He felt her legs tremble and then she was crying out in agony and bliss.
"Oh Max! Yes.... God yes...." She rode out her intense orgasm and she opened her eyes to look into his smoldering black ones. "The things you do to me Max...." She repeated. She pulled him to her and kissed him again. She could feel how much he wanted her by the way he kissed her back and the feel of his hands on her hips, pulling her to him. Her tongue plunged into his mouth and her hand closed over his rock hard erection causing him to groan out loud.
She pulled at his fly on his jeans, trying to undo them but to no avail. He gently moved her hands and un-did it himself, while she reached in his back pocket, to retrieve something. She sat it next to her and then together they pushed his jeans and boxers to his ankles. She reached next to her and got the object from his pocket.... his wallet.... and held it out to him.
"How'd you know?"
"Because you're a guy and guys always keep them in there wallet." Liz kissed his nose.
Max opened his wallet and took out the condom, ripping it open and hurriedly put it on. He couldn't wait any longer to claim Liz Parker. He pulled her body tightly against his, rubbing his throbbing shaft against her heat.
"Oh God Liz," he moaned as he pushed into her. "You feel so good." He pushed in farther until he reached and obstruction. 'Oh God, she's still a virgin, and now she's mine.' He looked into her eyes, "I don't want to hurt you."
"It's okay Max, just please do it."
He bent down and kissed her, at the same time he quickly thrusts all the way into her. Liz cried out in obvious pain, soon to be replaced by ultimate pleasure. She rocked her body against him as he thrusts into her over and over.
Her body was gyrating against him and they both moaned as they scrambled closer to climax. Her body was so tight around his swollen cock that he had to make sure to make it last longer. He slowed the pace a little and tried to slow his breathing but it was hard to keep himself under control.
"Max.... Please don't stop" she whimpered.
"I don't plan to.... ever."
They needed release and soon. Liz hugged him closer, as he sped up again. His thick member filled her and she moaned again in pleasure. He pumped into her hard and fast letting himself go. They both were ready for their awaiting climax. He slid in and out of her and his shaft slick with her juices. He felt her walls tightening around him as he plunged into her again and again, bringing her closer to the brink; them both to the brink.
She let go and with a cry of ecstasy tightened around him one last time. He too moaned aloud as he came with such a force. They continued to move together, as he emptied himself. They stayed still basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking. He never in his wildest dreams would have thought that he could share this kind of pleasure with Liz Parker. The finally moved and she opened her eyes again. He stared down into her glowing face and warm, welcoming eyes.
"Does this mean you'll talk to me more often now?"
He pulled out of her and she whimpered at the loss of him inside her. Max discarded the condom in the trash and dressed himself, while she just watched. When he was finished he helped her dress. Liz took out her brush and fixed her messy hair. Max couldn't stand the silence any longer....
"I love you Liz Parker."
She walked up to him and kissed him on the lips and replied, "I know, and I love you too Max Evans."