He blushed heavily at her touch.
"I... ah... I don't really know. I've had it as long as I can remember." he said quietly. "It doesn't hurt, so I haven['t gotten it removed..." he said, his eyes straining to remain on her face.

She turned her beautiful green-blue eyes up towards him slowly, only blushing lightly, looking very cute and seductive at the same time. "It's okay." She murmured. "I don't mind if you look." Her eyes fell away from his again, fingers running in a slow circle around the scar, as if she was testing it. She was very gentle, not wanting to hurt him in case she poked too hard.

Tori smiled, kissing her lips and pulling her close with a hand on the small of her back. His eyes looked into hers, his other hand sliding around her back, under her clothing and up the smooth skin along her spine.

Sarah would have gasped if her mouth was not otherwise occupied. If it's possible, she sort of gasped through her nose as she felt herself being pulled against him. The flowers around them seemed to grow more vibrant in color, brighter blues and deeper purples filling the floor and walls. The small, frail girl in his arms felt herself sinking into this strange, foggy feeling as he kissed her, eyes rolling back, lids closing, lips working instinctively.

As he gently led her to the bed and laid her down, he continued kissing her, his tongue gently touching her lips, his hand at the small of her back wandering down slowly.

Sarah parted her lips as she felt the tongue, having found that if he did that, it usually meant he wanted in. Her tongue reached out tentatively to touch his, arms reaching up around his neck as he lay her on the bed. She was nervous and scared and happy and excited and sleepy and... She really didn't know what was going on inside her brain.

He pulled the covers over them, his tongue exploring her mouth as his lower hand grew a little more daring and then slid down her leg slowly.

Sarah was amazingly happy she'd been able to shave that morning in the shower as his hand traveled down her leg. Her tongue returned his affections, roaming around past his teeth, their lips crushing against each other to allow for it.

His hand slid back up her leg, over her belly, and slightly unfder the teddy. He stopped, unsure if she really wanted to or not.

As his hand moved up under her shirt, Sarah's body arched upward into the touch, the skin on her arms developing an army of goosebumps. "Ah..." She let out a soft breath and closed her eyes, lips parting slightly.

His hand went in further, grazing the sides of her breasts as it rested just above her heart. Ke kissed her neck, moving aside the straps of the teddy then kissing there.

Sarah's chest rose and fell slowly with her heavy breathing. He was being so gentle, so... enticing. She couldn't bring herself to ask him to stop. "Tori..." She managed softly, in an almost-moan.

Down went the other strap.
"Do you want me to stop?" he murmured softly, his hand gently touching the base of her breast under the teddy.

Sarah just continued to breathe quietly into his ear for a moment. She wondered to herself if this was really okay, if she really had any problems with it. For some reason, she didn't. She had really fallen hard for this boy, and she couldn't ask him to stop. "No..." Came the soft response, her fingers resting gently on his hips.

Slowly, His hand slid atop her breast as he kissed her lips again, the nipple between two fingers, which he pinched gently as he fondled.