Indebted To You
Title:The Smooth as Silk Poet
Sexuality:Straight (gotta love the ladies baby)
Tommy is, as his name suggests, smooth. He knows how to drop panties like no other and has built quite the name for himself among the men of Emerson. On the surface he is courteous, romantic, and always a gentleman but deeper down he is slightly self-possessed and very driven. He knows what the fuck he wants and while he prefers to get in the nice way he will get it.
Tommy is a man with a plan, and the balls to follow through. He is the only child of Dickson Defuse, CFO of Exxon Mobile, and his wife Patricia he met while attending Emerson. As the only child of very wealthy and powerful parents and captain of of his high school swim team Tommy was use to getting what and who he wanted, when he wanted. He was built, popular, and smart so it was only a matter of time before he had worked himself through the every girl on the swim team and half the cheerleading squad, the good looking half. Of course no one was quite like his first and best friend Elizabeth Parker and so it seemed he always made his way back to her even if for a night or two, always valuing her friendship.
When thoughts of collages neared Tommy’s parents demanded he apply to Emerson and so in return he demanded Elizabeth do as well; he wasn’t about to move cross country without her. The two where soon accepted and moved to Ohio, into a house both their parents bought and stocked with furniture so as to keep their children together and out of the dorms. Once school started Tommy found he blended in perfectly, his charm never wavering a bit, and soon he felt like the big man on campus…or at least his classes. He wasn’t the jock anymore but soon found his new vibe in poetry. He had always been good at writing and after a few long nights getting ‘tutoring’ from a creative writing professor Tommy was pushed to try his hand at writing. Lo and behold he was good, no great, and the accolades seem to pour in as he was published and hailed as the universities newest literary hit.
Has started to experiment with different drugs to enable him to write.
Has a friends with benefits relationship with Lizzy Parker
Title: Mean Rich Girl Tease
Sexuality: Boys, Boys, Profs and Boys
Major: Business Law
Hometown: Houston, Texas
Outgoing to her friends and family and quite snotty to anyone outside of her circle unless there is something she can obtain from them from being sweet as sugar. Lizzy is quite manipulative and will bend most people’s will to her own. She’s very confident and if you don’t care for her it’s obvious to her that it’s your loss.
Elizabeth was born into a very wealthy family, her mother a partner in a premier law firm in downtown Houston and her father the CEO of Exxon Mobile. She was raised by nannies mostly and being an only child was afforded anything she wanted. The understanding that to excel and succeed at everything in life was pressed upon her from an early age and she dove into her studies more than her social life, although still having one.
Her father’s best friend and CFO of Exxon Mobile had a son (Tommy) that became her best friend. They grew up together, sometimes only having each other until secondary school. They dating other people and messed around with the masses, but slipped into drugs and sex together, using each other all throughout their high school years.
They decided to attend college together, sharing an apartment just for the comfort of having each other. They never entered into a formal relationship, but they care for each other as best friends and use each other quite often to relieve stress and hormones.
Elizabeth has a string of dove tattoos that move across her back from her right hip across her back diagonally. She is best friends with Tommy, and he is her go-to fuck buddy.
Last edited by Yzza; 08-12-2012 at 03:58 PM.
It had been a late night for everyone, but particularly Tommy and his current bed mate Belle. She was a freshman, very pretty and innocent, and had caught Tommy’s attention for a reason he couldn’t name. After an incident with a beer keg she had needed a showed and Tommy had provided that as well as a dress she could wear instead of her ruined one. She had apparently appreciated the sentiment as they had had sex right after only to return to the party and later enjoy each other again. In the early morning of the next day Tommy awoke to find a still sleeping Belle by his side and smiled, hoping from bed to slip on his boxers and whisper in her ear. “Belle, sleep as long as you like dear. I will be down stairs.” She moaned and nodded while still asleep.
With that Tommy exited his room, sure to shut the door, and made his way down stairs. Lizzy had also had a successful night from what he saw. She had disappeared with two boys towards the end of the party so he assumed they all went to her room but he wasn’t sure if they had stayed the night or not. He hoped not. As he entered the kitchen Tommy poured some water and milk before making his way to the cabinet. He hadn’t drank too much and so felt perfectly fine.
Elizabeth stumbled from her room in her panties as she tired to remember the night before. She'd been with lots of friends and drank way more than her share of the liquor, and she remembered getting laid - several times, but didn't let boys sleep over, so names and faces were out. It was a good night by her standards. She walked into the kitchen, her hand on her eyes, trying to avoid the sun and hoping no one was there to see her in all her naked glory.
Her panties had a sign, "cum get me," on the back of them and the sentiment was just about damn near perfect for the evening she'd had with her friends. She smirked at the sight of Tommy, "Hey baby... if there is a girl in your room and you snuggled with her then I win... tell me so I can collect my dues." She slipped in front of him and reached for a coffee cup, her headache pounding in her skull. Tommy was always so smart about the parties they had. She needed to take a page or two from his book.
She poured him a cup and handed it to him, fixing hers and turning to face him, her arms in front of her body. "I hate it when you let them stay the night. Then they think you care for them, Tom. It's a pain in the ass..."
Tommy turned to see Lizzy appear out of nowhere and smiled. She was clearly hung over. “Then I guess you win now go collect your coffee.” He watched as she made two cups, leaning against the counter to relax . She was looking good in her panties, a little lace edge drifting above her firm ass, and her hair so roughed up. It was clear by the way she looked that Lizzy had a very good night but by the lack of sound Tommy assumed the men were not upstairs. It seemed he assumed correctly, quessing by what Lizzy said next.
“Perhaps I like to snuggle Lizzy.” Tommy could keep a straight face as he looked at her. “Besides I was thinking of getting her number, or if that too bothersome to you too?” He looked her Lizzy and winked, knowing she wouldn’t be pleased with him possibly trying to date again. Lizzy never seemed to like it when he gave a real relationships a try but he wasn’t sure why; possibly because it always meant he tried to go monogamous.
Elizabeth scowled at him, "Who likes to snuggle?" She listened to him and growled, "You're not getting her number.' She poked him in the chest, setting her coffee down and moving closer to him, poking him again with a knowing smile on her face. He was so sexy in the morning, his lips swollen fom the hooker he'd used last night. Tommy didn't get numbers without their relationship getting fucked up.
She laughed at the look on his face. "I got a number for you... here." She turned and leaned over the counter, sticking her rear out a bit more and scribing a number on the paper, unable to help herself from giggling as she handed it over.
"Call me... anytime. That's my number."
Tommy smiled and looked at Lizzy as he bent over, licking his lips. As he gave her a piece of paper Tommy felt himself wake up a bit more. Tommy took the piece of paper and pulled Lizzy to him, kissing her full on the lips for a few seconds before pulling away. "Let me go take care of something real quick and Ill meet you in your room." Tommy winked and slapped Lizzy on the ass before heading upstairs only to hear the sound of someone walking. Perfect.
Tommy pushed the door to his room open and smiled as he found Belle already getting dressed. "Hello lovely." Tommy closed the door and walked over, wrapping his arms about her now clothing clad waist. "Going so soon?"
Belle smiled. "I have to go."
"Any chance you might want to do this again...perhaps throw in a movie first?" Tommy smiled and gave the freshman a wink.
Belle smiled and picked tommy's phone up before typing it in and making her way out, looking far to good in the cream dress. Tommy stepped from the hallway and smiled, slipping Lizzy's door open.
Lizzy looked up at Tommy as they held each other, her mind not sure how to take these softer moments... it was easier just to act like animals and then discard each other. She snuggled closer, not caring about her "feelings" and just wanting the comfort of him beside her. He was her best friend if nothing else and she hoped that he knew that. She'd sound like a douche saying so now, so she just laid there, drifting off until sleep took her back under.
Her dreams were of the ocean, the water crystal blue and welcoming. She paddled out in the surf on a long black board and pulled up as soon as she felt the pull of the ocean, turning to see Tommy on the shoreline, a female clinging to his side as they laughed. She tried to get his attention but he ignored her, her heart aching desperately at the sight of him with another - again. She bent her knees and moved her body to try to get to the shoreline to approach him, but no matter how much she pushed and moved - the board stayed steady far out in the surf.
She cupped her hands to yell for him, but the wind picked up and ripped the sound of her anguished voice from her throat, him never receiving its message. She felt tears prickle her eyes and wiped them away angrily. She loved him and he used her and somehow it had to stop. Maybe if she told him that she was in love with him it would change things... or she'd look like a child and turn him away from her completely. The thought alone almost crippled her. She knelt on the board as a huge wave crashed over her head, pulling her under into the rip tide.
She woke with a scream, sweat pouring down her face and chest. "Oh my god.."
Tommy felt Lizzy drift off and held her, pressed to his chest with his arms around her should. The pair had not often done this, snuggled, so now it was both odd and wonderful. When Tommy said he liked to snuggle he hadn’t been joking despite the appearance. The fact was that Tommy was a romantic of sorts with an odd chivalrous streak he had adopted from his mother. While he was a horn dog and often went through a string of one night stands it was not how he wanted to live his life. He loved the copious amounts of sex but often felt like it was a never ending cycle, as if he was swimming in a giant bowl of physical pointlessness.
Soon Tommy fell asleep with Lizzy warm on top of him. He slept for what seemed like only a few minutes when Lizzy jerked awake with a scream. Tommy awake with a start and instinctively tightened his arms around Lizzy, slipping a hand to the back of her head. “Lizzy it was a dream.” He looked her in the eye, his heart pounding from fright. “Its ok. What happened?”
Lizzy looked over at Tommy, her fears showing on her face as he held her close. "N-nothing... I'm sorry baby. Just same old drowning dream." She sighed and leaned over, kissing him and getting up to take a quick shower. She needed to think through the realization of the dream. Her and Tommy were best friends and had been for a long time. They used each other for sex and had for a long as she could remember, her first time being with him.
She took a shower and stopped by his room, knocking and looking in at him, "I'm going to head to the track. I need to clear my head. You want anything while I'm out?" She listened to him, responded and walked out to her car, the heat of the end of the summer still bearing down on her. She waved at her neighbor and drove off, hoping that running around the track until she dropped might help her feel better about the fact that she was in love with someone that was in lust with her.
Love was a weakness... her and Tommy had said that a million times. She only wished she believed it.