[Anthony] Just A Kiss

[Claire Jayne Madden]

Claire loved dancing with Natalia. It was mainly because they could both be really good dancers when they wanted to be, but for the most part they were able to just good around with one another. But it seemed like time had flown by so quickly, and before she knew it she was being taken back to the bar with Natalia’s arm around her. She draped her arm around Natalia’s waist and followed her, fanning herself off from how warm she had gotten from dancing. But thankfully everyone seemed to be on the same page of getting more drinks, which added to being able to cool off, and losing a little bit more of her soberness. “ Ooh!” she said as Anthony and Ethan ordered another round. She pouted out her bottom lip at Anthony before she slid his drink away from him and took it for herself, leaning back against the back of the booth and smiled at forcing him to have to order another drink for himself. She looked out at everyone else at the club. Seriously, if they had Stefan and Hillary with them here also there would be no doubt that they would be the most envied group of people in the place. They were all young and gorgeous, Natalia was obviously talented. But eventually the club started dying down and that meant their small little group did too. Natalia was the first to leave, but Claire had to admit that she wasn’t ready to leave the club yet, wasn’t ready to leave Anthony yet. She draped her arm lazily against his leg as she sat by him and sipped on her drink, making herself comfortable against his side. But soon enough, he was leaving too. She frowned as he kissed her cheek and tried to smile for him again but it was pretty ineffective. “ See you..” she said, trying to not sound too disappointed

Claire watched Ethan and he seemed to be debating something in his mind. ‘ Screw this, I’m young’ she thought as she pushed away from the table and made her way back over to the bartender. If Anthony wanted a girl with more experience, she could bite the bullet and give him that. “ Hi” she said as she approached him, smiling as she leaned against the counter. “ What time is your shift ove- ahh!” she screamed as she felt Ethan picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder. “Ethan!” she yelled at him though fighting him was pointless because he was so much stronger than her. “Ugh” she said to herself before she placed her elbow against his shoulder and placed her chin in her hand, letting him cart her around the boat.When he placed her down she stumbled back slightly, pushing her hair from her face. Ethan was placing something in her hand and she stood still for a moment before she looked down and tightened her grip around the key as he seemed to be trying to fit them into it. ‘I have no idea. Maybe. Breakfast sounds awesome.. with like… hasbrowns…yummm.Good night!” she said, waving to him as he left down the hallway. Claire looked back at the door and closed one eye,trying to get everything to focus and quit spinning. After a few failed attempts she finally managed to get into the room.

“ Oh my god. I am so glad to be back, please tell me you didn’t take all of the hot water”she said as she came into the room, stepping backwards as she threw the key and clutch to the side of the wall, figuring it would be easier to just find it in the morning that it would be to deal with it tonight. Claire stretched her arms out over her head and sighed before she reached to the back of her dress and unzipped it. Her and Natalia changed in front of each other all of the time so it really wasn’t a big deal. ‘ I know you were slightly distracted by Ethan tonight, but goooood LORD did you see Anthony tonight? Plus, we were dancing ,” Claire stepped to the nightstand and opened it. She frowned at its emptiness. Her clothes were supposed to be in there, “Anyways, we were dancing, and I almost kissed him and I swear to God it felt li-“ she turned around until she saw him standing there. She was a quiet for a few moments, staring at him with her mouth open. But after she realized she was standing in her heels and lingerie she screamed and reached for a pillow,throwing it over herself.

Outfit

[Anthony Marcus Owen]

It hit Anthony that he left Ethan with the task of getting Claire to the room. He stopped in the hallway after he got off of the elevator and contemplated on going back to help, but then decided that Ethan could think on his toes. He walked down the hallway and stopped at his door. He thought one more time about going back to get Claire. He decided against it once again and then fought with the lock. He finally opened it, "Damn, about time." He walked in the room and closed the door behind him. He was definitely in for an interesting night. He dropped his key on the table and took off his shoes. He placed them on the dresser and then began to take off his shirt. Just then he heard the door open and he smiled to himself. He took the shirt fully off and then listened to her. He turned around to face her and saw that she was looking at him. He scanned her whole body and then looked back at her face. "Go on." he said with a smirk, talking about her talking about him.


Claire covered herself with a pillow and Anthony laughed. "Too late for that. I already saw everything. If it helps, I'll match you." he said as he undid his belt and button on his pants and pulled them off, leaving him in his boxers. He walked over to her and took the pillow, "It's okay, it's only me. Its like seeing you in a bikini." he smirked once more and then walked over to the bed and sat down. He looked over at her, "May I ask how you got a key to my room, not that I mind." he knew but he wanted to make it seem like he was taken by surprise.

[Claire Jayne Madden]

Claire stopped screaming after a few seconds and started to look around the room. Where were the piles of clothes. Where was the perfume and make up on the counters. Where the hell was the blanket that she and Natalia had made when they were younger. ”Shitshitshit” she yelled out as she tried to figure out how she had gotten in the wrong room. In her underwear. She looked back at Anthony as he started to take off his jeans. “ Nononono, don’t”” she said quickly, holding the pillow over her face, even though it left her body exposed. He’d been tempting at the club, how was she supposed to stay away from him now that he was in his boxers. She opened her eyes as she felt the pillow being taken away and stared at Anthony with a blank expression. He’d caught her talking about him, and now she was standing in front of him in her lingerie. Yeah she had pretty much exposed herself in every way to him tonight.

“ It is not like seeing me in a bikini at all. This is boudoir attire,” she said with a serious tone as she looked at him. She looked down at herself. Get out of the high heels, Fox. That will help’ she thought to herself before she kicked her heels off quickly. Keeping them on would have meant she was trying to impress him. Which she so totally wasn’t…yet. Besides, seeing him in his boxers was so not like seeing him in his board shorts. She looked at the way the fabric formed against his skin and held her breath as she memorized the lining of his abs and slowly brought her eyes back up to him. He had sat down on the side of the bed so Claire gave a small sigh and walked over to stand in front of him. ”Ethan gave me a key, but he must have given me the wrong one… and put me in the wrong room… He had a lot to drink tonight, maybe he got confused. We should call Natalia and Ethan. Go look for him or something, “ she leaned across the bed and picked up the phone as she started to dial the number for her and Natalia’s room. “ Can you hand me my dress so I can at least wear something while we wait? And you need to put your clothes on too. I can’t think straight with you shirtless,”.Claire placed her hand over her forehead and closed her eyes as she took in a deep breath and listened to the phone start ringing.

[Anthony Marcus Owen]

Anthony laughed when she said it wasn't like a bikini. "I'm sorry, my mistake." He watched her kick off her heels and then walk over to the bed. Damn did she look good. He caught himself checking her out and then looked up at her face when she got over to him. He listened to her tell the story and chuckled, "Yeah, he was pretty drunk. I'm sure he'll stumble to your room and pass out on the floor." Just then she started dialing a number and Anthony almost panicked. "No no." he said, hanging up the phone. "Natalia is probably, well most likely in bed already sleeping and you do not want to wake her up. You know how she gets when you wake her up out of a peaceful sleep." Thank God he knew Natalia as much as he did, that was very true about her.

He removed his hand from the phone and stood up and turned to look at Claire, "look, I'm sure Ethan is passed out on your floor or in your bed and he'll be out before Natalia even wakes up, no biggie." he walked over to the dresser and opened a drawer. "Make yourself comfortable," he said rummaging through the drawer. Finally he pulled out a t shirt, closed the drawer and faced Claire again. He smiled and then walked over to her. He handed her the shirt, "You can sleep in this." He walked to the other side of the bed and laid down on his back with his arms under his head. "You can either sleep in my bed or your brothers. If you sleep in mine, I promise I won't touch you." he winked at her and smiled.

[Claire Jayne Madden]

Claire lifted her eyebrow as she looked at Anthony. “ Ethan could be passed out in some hallway of a cruise ship and you’re okay with it?” She frowned as he pulled the phone away from her but as she listened to him, she knew he had a point. Do not interrupt Nataila when she was in the middle of sleep. Seriously. She covered herself slightly as he told her to make herself comfortable. Wait, she was staying here? She needed Ethan, cause he could fix this. But she couldn’t help but watch him as he walked over to the drawers. God he had a nice back. She tilted her head to the side slightly to check him out but the stood straight back up and coughed to try and cover up the fact that she had been giving him a once over. She smiled sarcastically as he handed her a shirt and told her that he wouldn’t touch her if she slept in his bed. “How chivalrous of you,” she said as she took the shirt. She walked past him to go to the bathroom. She was putting clothes on, not taking them off, so she didn’t technically need privacy. But she did need a mirror where she could primp herself without him seeing her. “Am I gonna find some bleach blonde tramp with a self esteem issue in your bathroom when I open the door?” she said sweetly before she opened the door and peeked in. Hm. He came home alone tonight. Interesting.

Claire gave a slightly impressed look to Anthony. “ My apologies” she said before she went into the bathroom and pulled the shirt on. She lifted the fabric slightly and brought it to her nose. Oh yeah, it smelled like him. Claire looked at herself in the mirror and quickly began to fix her make up, wiping off excess eye liner, pinching her cheeks to make them more red, flipping over so she could shake her hair out. She moved through a few of Ethans things until she found his toothpaste and put some on her finger, brushing it over her teeth quickly before she swished it with water in her mouth and spat it out. After fluffing her hair a few more times she took a deep breath. Coming back out of the bathroom she gestured back inside of it. “ You can have your domain out here and I’m just going to crash in the tub,”. She walked quickly past his bed and took the pillow and blanket off of Ethans bed and dragged them to the tub where she laid everything in there. She stepped inside carefully before she laid down and curled up next to the pillow.

[Anthony Marcus Owen]

Anthony just watched Claire as she walked to the bathroom and then laughed when she asked if there was going to be a girl hiding out in his bathroom. When she apologized, he smiled. "I had a feeling you were going to think someone was in there. You really think I'll sleep with anything and anyone. You should know me better." he sighed and looked up at the ceiling. He heard Claire moving some things in the bathroom and he sighed once more. He got up, turned the AC on and then got back into bed. He looked at the bathroom door, but she wasn't coming out yet. He sat up and just waited.

Claire came out and Anthony followed her every movement with his eyes. He watched her pick up the pillow and blanket and then walk in to the bathroom. She said she was sleeping in the tub and Anthony plopped backwards on the bed. He groaned and then rolled off of the bed and stood up. He walked into the bathroom and looked down at her cuddled up in the tub, "I don't think so." He bent down, picked her up with the blanket and carried her out of the bathroom. Anthony ran and jumped on the bed with her, not letting go. "Okay, now I'm going to touch you." he laughed. He snuggled up with her, "I'm not letting go of you." he hugged her tighter and pretended to snore.

[Claire Jayne Madden]

‘ I know you will” Claire said under her breath in response to him saying that she thought he would sleep with anything and everything. It wasn’t like the tub was terribly uncomfortable, but it felt like the stop was jammed into her side. Whatever, she could put a towel over it. But just as she had gotten semi comfortable, Anthony had come into the bathroom. “ If you’re going to the bathroom you better learn to lock that in tight and hold it” she said but suddenly he was picking her up. “Anthony! “ she yelled as she tried to squirm away from him. “…Release!” she yelled but she could tell he wasn’t going to let go of her. She sighed as he made his way back into the room and laid her down before snuggling up to her with his chest against her back. She laid still for a few minutes before she started kicking her legs and trying to pull away from his upper body. ”Damnit Anthony!”

Claire turned her legs so that they were still wrapped around Anthony’s before she was able to turn around fully and face him. She was about two milliseconds away from punching him when she stopped and realized how close she was to him, how her legs were intertwined with his and how their bodies were just formed together in some areas.She felt like she was back in the middle of the dance floor, where she had almost kissed him earlier in the night but hadn’t. She’d told him that she wouldn’t bother him with feelings, but he wasn’t stopping her when she tried to kiss him at the club. Claire scanned the features of his face quickly before she lunged towards him. It was sort of like a band aid, easier to just do it quickly.She wrapped her hands around his jawline before she moved one hand to his chest and the other into the back of his hair, pulling herself closer to him as she kissed him.

[Anthony Marcus Owen]

Anthony laughed when Claire squirmed and tried to get away from him, that just made him hold her tighter. He felt her wrap her legs around his and he wondered what she was trying to do. He felt her trying to turn around so he loosened his hold a bit in order for her to turn and face him. It looked like she was about to punch him and he braced himself. He looked at her when she didn't. Her eyes were beautiful and mesmerizing. Before he could look away, Claire kissed him. At first he was taken by shock, but then he got into it. He felt Claire's hand move down to his chest and the other go in his hair. He pulled her as close to him as he could get here without hurting her.

Anthony stopped for a moment, thinking if he should really be doing this right now, she was drunk. Before Anthony could make up his mind, he leaned back in and kissed her once again. He rolled her under him. Anthony hovered his body above her, still keeping the kiss, and rested on his arms. He used one hand to gently rub her face and then along her chest to her stomach. He moved it back up and rested it on the other side of her head. He broke the kiss one more time and looked down at her. "You look absolutely gorgeous right now." He smiled and then placed a soft kiss on her lips. He moved his lips along her jaw and then placed a few soft kisses on her neck. Anthony stopped when he he realized what he was leading to. He rolled off of her and laid on his back. He turned his head to look at her and gently ran his fingers through her hair.

[Claire Jayne Madden]

Being the one to be ‘chased’ after was apparently important to Anthony when it came to her, and it didn’t matter to her how it happened, just as long as it did. She didn’t have to be the one that got chased, because in the end what really mattered was whether or not she was with him. She was slightly surprised when he kissed her back and pressed herself against him eagerly as he pulled her close. When he stopped she used it as an opportunity to catch her breath. Did he even have any idea what kind of power he had? But before she could find any answers for herself he was kissing her again, and this time he was taking more of the lead, rolling her underneath him in a matter of seconds.Claire gripped her hands tightly over his neck as she lifted her right leg over his hip lower back and wrapped it around tightly. When his hand moved from the side of her face to lower down her body she felt like all of the air had been sucked out of her, and surely he could feel her heart beating through her chest. She leaned forward, the best she could since he was hovered over her, and nibbled against his bottom lip. He had pulled away again, this time calling her beautiful, and of all the things happening between them that was what had caused a small blush to come over her cheeks. He kissed her again, but this one was lighter.Claire closed her eyes as he kissed her neck, turning it to the side slightly so it was easier for him. Though the easier it was for him, the harder it was for her to breathe, to be able to keep her heart from bursting through her chest.

Claire opened her eyes as he backed away,but this time he really, really backed away until he was laying back on his back with is fingers in her hair. She was supposed to just let him lay down after that?She laid still, just for enough seconds to try and catch her breath before she sat up and climbed over him, straddling his hips easily. Claire leaned down to kiss him again, making slight note of how much easier it was to do that without being overflooded with nerves, like it was natural and right. But just seconds later she sat back up, lifting her arms over her head as she took off the shirt he had lent her to wear. “It’s okay,” she said quietly, knowing that if there was anything stopping him it would probably be the fact that he was worried about their friendship. She moved the sheets away from his legs as she leaned down to kiss his chest. She alternated between soft kisses , to gently grazing her teeth and biting against his soft skin as she moved from his chest to his stomach. She took in only a small nervous breath as she gripped her thumbs along each side of his boxers ,holding onto them tightly as she traced her tongue lightly beneath his belly button and placed a kiss against his warm skin above his boxers.

[Anthony Marcus Owen]

This was so bad, well actually it was great, this situation was bad. He laid there, getting his breathing back to normal. This is not how the night was supposed to go, maybe he just should have let her sleep in the tub. He knew Ethan would be so pissed if he knew what his sister was doing. He'd be more mad at Anthony though because he was going along with it. Anthony closed his eyes for a moment, but then opened them when he felt Claire straddle him. What was she doing? Did she know what she was doing? She said it's okay, so she knew exactly why Anthony had stopped. He watched her take the shirt off, and without thinking his hands roamed her torso. Along her stomach, her sides, her back and back down to her hips.

His hands rubbed her back as she kissed down his chest. He closed his eyes again and started breathing slowly, he wasn't going let this get to him, he couldn't. He really wanted to give in though. This was so much harder than he thought. He had never had to not go with it. Anthony let out a breath when he felt her tongue. He opened his eyes and looked down at her. Oh he wanted it. He really wanted it, but he couldn't do it. He pulled her face back up to his and held her cheeks and kissed her, this time with passion. He had to get his mind off of what just happened. He moved his hands from her face, down her shoulders and along her back. His hands found her hips again and he moved them so she was was again straddling him over his hips. He thrusted his hips up once gently and then laid back down flat on the bed. one hand moved from her hips and along the top of her thong. He continued to kiss her while he softly traced his finger along the lining.

[Claire Jayne Madden]

Claire narrowed her eyebrows in confusion as he held his hands over her cheeks and brought her back to his lips. Maybe she was mistaken but it seemed like he really wanted this to,at least it felt like he did. But as his hands slid back over her hips she arched his back towards him and smiled as he pulled her back over his hips. But when he lifted his own she caught her breath and held her hand against the headboard as she tried to stop the chills that tingled down her spine. She kept trying to take in deep breaths but as she felt his finger against her skin suddenly the shift from relying on oxygen to live, switched to relying on his touch. She needed it, it almost felt like she needed it so bad that without it she might actually die right there in that hotel room. “Anthony” she said quickly, breaking the kiss as she sat up. She pushed some of her hair behind her ear and licked her lips before she bit down on her bottom one, “ I know I’m totally ruining whatever moment this is but I have to say something. And.. I mean let’s face it. You know me. It wouldn’t be me without saying something stupid and just…ruining everything..”. She placed her hands against his chest bringing them down to his stomach where she kept them.

“ Look, it’s the elephant in the room. We both know this is the closest I’ve come to.. you know, but.. “ she shook her head, trying to get back the focus she’d lost from him kissing her. “ When I look back on the moment it happens I’m not going to care if there was…candles, or stupid strawberries and champagne. All I want to remember is you,and the way your arms felt. I know that you don’t feel exactly the same way about me that I do about you, but I..I don’t know, I do think that it would slightly mean something to you. Even just a little bit.”. She held her breath nervously as she reached back and unclasped her bra. She moved her arms so that she could wrap them around her chest after she slipped her bra off, just incase he still wanted to back out. After all, he still had a choice too. She kept her arms around herself before she shrugged her shoulder nervously. “ You were the only part I ever cared about or planned for,” she said as she looked down at him. He certainly had a history, and she didn’t want to be just another girl on his list, but for some reason she didn’t think he would see it that way either. Her brother was his best friend,and that would cause him hell. If it was just about getting laid, he could get that from anyone else that wouldn’t result in his best friend trying to kick his ass.