He wanted to be the one to clean her. Of course. This was their own personal moment, to be as close to one another as possible in secret. Any chance to be closer to the other than they already were was jumped at. … Though, Vikky didn’t… didn’t quite feel eager to do the same for Vilmer. Cleaning a guy’s dick… that… that was usually done by putting it in one’s mouth, wasn’t it…? Vikky didn’t feel quite willing to do that at this moment, but she’d force herself if he wanted it. But for now, she’d allow herself to be cleaned…

… Oh, he has to make that obvious remark… “Yes… Yes, Vilmer. You filled me, touching every part of my inner self and marking me as yours forever…” Ooooh… how could she say that? Oh, whatever. She was embarrassed, but she merely sat there with anticipation as he started pushing into her with a finger, searching what was loose enough to come out. Only his finger… it still ran stimulation though her as it touched her inner walls, and Vikky started panting steadily. She’d draw a particularly sharp intake every time he went slightly deeper.

… Then he asked… how she had… what had happened… He could only be referring to her hymen… he pushed his finger deep into her, and she almost gasped at it… Oh… you’re unfair… Though… with this stimulation… she was practically drunk with joy right now. Yeah… she could tell him.

“If you remember my graduation… we were alone together running on the track just because. At that time, you gave me my graduation present. A baseball bat. Yours, in fact. I know you probably had another, but at the time I only knew that one. At the time, it was the most precious thing you could ever have given me…” Vikky closed her eyes and remembered the time… “… Only, it was not what I was expecting. I was expecting you to finally… finally do something to me. So when you took your leave, you left me really really horny. And… the bat you gave me smelled very much of you…” Vikky stopped her story as the rest needed not be said…

Captain obvious with his statement. He grinned at her resonse though, touched by her confession. As if she had to fear him going anywhere. How long had he know her already? He particularly liked the fact that he could touch her like this, that she winced, gasped and fought off those luscious sounds as best as she could as his finger slipped inside her, more out of pleasure than out of any real effort to clean her.

Sure enough he made a dabble her and there with one of the hand towels but his chief priority was to bring a little more pleasure to her. The purpose of course was to get her to stay and while he was still sensative, still throbbing he wouldn't have had her clean him, not today, for this was about conviencing her to stay. Now if their positions were reversed, if she was trying to get him to stay he would have though that their position would have been reversed.

He listened to her tale. That old thing? The bat? Man, the girth of the handle! She was lucky that she didn't hurt herself then he realized that she had to have if that had been her “first” time.

But it was finally his turn now. “That was stupid … you know you could have just kissed me, thrown me down and showed me what you wanted.” He chuckled a little at the though of her doing so. He supposed that it wasn't her thing to do such. But still … had he of know … the bat! Well, he would never think of one the same way now, and thanks to that imagery he would be thinking of her anytime he was in a batting cage, at practice or during a game …

“Did ...” he fell silent, he was going to ask her if it hurt though he worked that out for himself figuring if he did the same with the bat up his ass it would damn well hurt beyond words. Instead his finger still played with the soft folds of her body with the pretense of cleaning her.

Instead he changed gears. “Don't go back Vikky!”

Silence for a moment, then he paused that finger, thought it was unfair and was going to draw it out of her when he thought he could use the edge and did no such thing. “I … I … I don't want you to go.”

He was moving his finger inside of her, but now it felt he was more out to keep her stimulated. Oh, you greedy idiot. You’re the only one having the pleasure of pleasuring your loved one right now… wait… Was that being greedy…? Eh… Uh… Whatever!

“I was…” Vikky had to take a sharp intake of breath due to the finger stimulating her. “I was waiting for you to make a move... It… it felt like that was how it should be… Like you now did. A bit later.” Vikky giggled a bit.

Suddenly, Vilmer told her outright not to go back. Vikky was a bit surprised, blinking at him a number of times. He had stopped moving his finger, which she was somewhat thankful for since that allowed her space to think. But oh… she had been planning on keeping that she was going to try to stay a secret… but doing that to this sensitive boy felt like torturing him right now. She didn’t even know if she’d be allowed to stay. But… Vikky smiled, and reached out to gently caress Vilmer’s cheek. He was so… so close to her.

“… I…” She didn’t want to promise anything but… “…” What to say… “…” … “…” … “If you satisfy me tonight, I’ll think about it.” … Oh, Vikky. You… you’re terrible.

He heard her words, grinned though he blushed at the same time at the challenge know what that would entail. Perhaps he would toss off once or twice before she got to his place so he wouldn't rupture so soon, so that he was ensure to please her or at least have a better shot at the matter.

“Tonight, and the next and the night after that, whatever it takes.” Now he was really looking forward to it. Of course this was only to get her to think about things though he didn't care, that beat having her away of of reach for all this time.

That question being more important to him then the former he addressed that first then turned his attention back to her earlier comment. Yeah, that was a bit reckless … her and the bat … she could have hurt herself worse than she did! Oh, God, what if it got stuck or something? Imagine the face of the doctor on call though there were always those stories of people using fruit, vegetables and other household objects.

Then in the end it was his fault … he didn't do his job but he had a reason, well he thought it was good at the time though. He drew his finger out of her, turning his attention back to her though as he addressed the issue knowing that it was probably tough to have a semi serious or serious converstaion with a finger moving around inside you!

“I didn't want to lead you on, Vikky. I had a scholarship offer that I was milling over at the time, we were suppose to go to school together but the offer was pretty good. I was pretty sure that … well that you hadn't before and didn't want to .. well I did but I didn't want you to think I just had sex with you, disgarded you and chose to go off to another school. If we … if I stuck to the original plan then yeah, I would have that night but since I was leaning towards the scholarship at the time it just didn't seem right at the time and the last thing I ever would have wanted was to hurt you, Vikky.”

He explained this, hoped it made sense. They hadn't broken up over it then and they might have handled the situation better. He might have told her about the scholarship, she might have accepted that knowing that his family didn't have an abundance of money. She might have went to school locally … so many maybe's but here they were now. He was hoping to fix matters and knew that he had to do a good job tonight and thus in the back of his mind he was already ticking things off as far as what he was going to do with her to make it so she wouldn't forget him ...

... He accepted. They’d be doing more tonight. Without restraint. Vikky blushed just thinking about it. Well. Um. It would be interesting, at least… she’d finally get to… try out some things in real life…

… He took his finger out of her soaked genital. Then he told his reasons. Vikky stopped smiling somewhat in realization as the conversation went somewhat more serious.

… Oh. His reasons for not doing anything… they were sound. They made sense. If he would have told her he was going over there after having gone the way with her… she might have got even more annoyed. Or maybe not. Maybe she’d have been comforted with the knowledge that they had already unified. Now she was afraid of being left, but she’d never have felt truly left if they had done something. But… on the other hand, that might be just what she was telling herself. Maybe Vikky’d feel cheated. There was no way for her to know, now. What she did know, though… they were here now. Maybe what had happened was for the best. Maybe not. Who’d ever know?

Vikky bounced off the examination bench and hugged Vilmer. Just… put her arms around him. A more common gesture between people who like one another. She pressed herself against him, just for the action of doing so.

“I understand. I understand that didn’t want to hurt me in any way. I understand that you did what you did for the best of us all. I’m sorry if I… complicated matters. I have a tendency of doing that.” Did she? Maybe, maybe not. But it felt like it. After a moment of hug, she’d part from him with an energetic smile.

“Now then! Let us get going, or they’ll become worried that we’re off somewhere getting me pregnant. So, where are my panties?” Vikky happily scanned the room without any indication of the little humor in the sentence she had said. Of course, it was intentional. Vikky was intending on getting a pill after this in order to stay safe, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t joke around with it.

She embraced him and he returned that embrace with a passion. She would find that he was still firm as she pressed up against him. He kissed the crown of her head, delighting in this feel of her closeness to him.

He shook his head a little at her words. “No, if I had just told you up front ...” he sighed a little, there would have been different choices, different options … he was the one that had complicated matters here, he was the one that presented the issue and she was upset, perhaps she wouldn't have been if he had just talked to her but at least he had the option of her thinking about stayin now if he did well enough later that was …

The thought was so warm, and she had been unpracticed at this. So was he but he probably had been subject to more porn in his days and thus would have done better here in the creative department. He had read some of the letters to the Penthouse forums though he mainly looked at the pictorials rather waste his time on the articles.

“There over here ...” he found her panties on the floor, nearly gave them back but was still holding onto them. “Let me old onto them until later, it will be one less thing to worry about later on ...” He had wished he had a vibrator, that might to the trick, sliding it in her and leaving it there while turning it on. He didn't have on currently, but maybe without her panties … yeah, that would be stupid …

“Well, I think your parents already know that I like you, a lot, so ...” he paused, his lips pressing to her own for a second feeling the sweetness of her lips. “I'm pretty sure that they'd suspect us doing somethin after the hospital, probably not in it. You hurry back, let me hold on to these until you leave my place anyway and let me clean up here before I go back for a sec. Your dad already knows that I got to leave soon to watch my brother.”

He was so desperate to make it his fault... even in the embrace. … Heh. He was still hard. But Vikky didn’t intend to do more just yet, she needed to check a few things calmly first. Then… they could let loose tonight. In any case. She just ignored those words for now.

Upon her question, Vilmer went and picked up her panties and was about to give them back… when he didn’t. What, worry about later on…? Wait… was he meaning…? Before she got to answering that, she was kissed. She was told to hurry back and let him clean. Well, that was fine and all. But…

“Alright then. I’ll leave this place to you then.” Vikky parted from Vilmer and took a few steps towards the door. Then… she stopped. Vikky turned around, her atmosphere still seemingly filled with only joy and bliss at being with her boyfriend, but there was something off…

“Vilmer…” Vikky smiled happily at her boyfriend, but there was something in her voice, a slight hint of a warning as if there was something she slightly disagreed with. “I am NOT going out there without my panties. One thing less to worry about later? How about the CONSTANT worry I’ll have that my parents or anyone else for that matters would notice that I was walking around without panties…?” She gave him a little dangerous stare wondering what he was thinking. Had she known she’d have said a little more. “I am not about to go commando, especially not with cum potentially dripping out of me at inappropriate moments. So can I please have my panties back?” Vikky held her right hand forward towards Vilmer to accept her panties.

… It would appear… not all of her belonged to Vilmer just yet~

She paused at the door voicing her objections to this 'plan' of his to hold onto her under wear, He stepped towards her, practiaclly glaring at her as if he found her objection disstasteful as his hands, one still holding her panties, gripped her by the hips.

Vilmer gazed at her then, his eyes locking with her own. “What's the matter? Wouldn't it be exciting enduring the matter, hoping no one realizes ...” he laughed his features softening. She was right of course though his lips sealed back to hers. She has incredible lips he had thought, so soft and warm, the way they moved against his, they were so breath taking.

“I guess your right though, you usually are. Usually,” he emphasised the last so things didn't go straight to her head as he presented her with the panties. Soon, he figured he have her doing all sorts of crazy stuff … if she were willing to use his baseball bat … he shuddered at the thought wondering what it would have been to watch just that but thinking it was far better to participate rather than just watch anyway.

“Alright, get going you before I get to showing you just what I should have done on that day I gave you the bat …” he kissed her quickly again on the lips, then a time after that for good measure. “I'll see you in the room in a few moments but I won't have much time before I go, until tonight then?”

… He scared her. The stare he gave her, the step he took towards her, the grip he took of her hips… She had felt very determined and resolute when she had made her objection, but when he… when he does something like that… Vikky felt her inner strength disappear somewhat as Vilmer argued almost mischievously about why she’d go without panties. He… frightened her, and that was probably unfortunately visible in her expression. She never was any good at hiding her emotions. Realizing she’d lose the argument if Vilmer really wanted her to go without panties, that sliver of fear within Vikky grew more powerful…

… But he had been joking. He laughed in the way he usually did when he had told a joke, and then kissed her. Thank god. The kiss… it was so… The feeling of his skin against hers… it was… Vikky sighed in relief after they parted. “… Gee… you scared me there…” If she was allowed to she’d then take her panties and quickly slip them on, hoping they would be able to keep hidden what had happened to what was underneath them.

What he should have done that day…? Vikky was suddenly somewhat frightened by the imagination of her own boyfriend as he kissed her again. She had resolved to give herself to him, but the fact that he had told her to go without panties worried her. Who… exactly… if looking at the sexual nature of the person beneath… had she given herself to? She was kissed again, and she answered this one as well as she could. Gee. She would just have to wait and see, then?

“Alright, then. We’ll see each other personally tonight then. Until then…” Vikky gave her one last sneaky look before she spun around lightly and went for the door, then intending on seeking towards the room her father should be in right now…

Vilmer had seen the fear etched in her eyes. She never was any good at hiding her emotions and a though occurred to him … strip poker could be interesting … she couldn't hide her emotions and would be an easy read, perhaps too easy in stripping her nake though he supposed that he did not have to get all too complicated about it if he just wanted to see her naked he was sure that he could get her to oblige.

But he relented and let her put her panties back on. She looked so cute when she was afraid though, that look coming to her eyes, that uncertainty contained within. Of course he had been unleashed, at least in part, by her.

He slapped her ass playfully as she turned away to the door, promises of what was to come later perhaps? “Until tonight then.” He smiled at her, though a portion of him just wanted to slam her up against the door and take her there, he relented for now with the knowledge that they'd be together again soon enough … he had to think, he had to consider and make her really consider this. He might not have another opportunity in making her consider this issue again. He nodded as he thought to himself, yes, perhaps he should do that in case this was to be the last time that they were together like this.

But she was allowed to leave, there were people further on in the halls but none seemed to pay her any real attention as she got back to room 303 her parents laughing about somethin as she entered the room on the trail end of a joke.

“Vikky. What happemed to your blouse?” Her mother asked as she set eyes upon her daughter though fortunately there were no cum stains visible on it, only the water to disguie what she was troy up to.

Vikky tensed up somewhat as her ass was slapped as she made her way away from her boyfriend. Vilmer’s new side that he had shown today had frightened her greatly. Because he never made a move against her, Vikky had gained the impression that we was rather modest and took things slowly when it came to things like this. But… he was far… FAR more perverted than Vikky could ever have imagined. Despite all her times imagining herself speared on top of his cock she wasn’t sure she could in any way keep up with this level of lewd. Despite the apprehension and the fear, Vikky had to admit one thing for certain though… this was not a relationship that would ever leave her bored~ Vikky gave him a mischievous look in answer to his slap before taking off. Gee. It didn’t appear she needed to worry about her future sex-life at all. Potentially in the opposite direction she had feared she might. Oh, gee, Vilmer…

The people in the halls appeared to pay her no particular attention. Good, that hopefully meant they didn’t know what she just had done. Vikky made sure to attempt acting as natural as possible while coming back to the room, where her two parents were laughing at something but the attention quickly shifted to her as the daughter of the two came in. And of course… the question about her shirt came. So, um. While Vikky had been planning her answer, she felt her cheeks redden. … Damn honest body. Keep yourself under control. So Vikky smiled, despite the sudden flare up her cheeks and went to cover…

“Gee, it is really embarrassing. I needed to go to the bathroom, but… yeah, you know how it is when one is to wash one’s own hands and the tap fires off its water with way more force than expected?” … Yeah, Vilmer sure had fired with more force than expected. “It left me really surprised! … And then panicked that it would bring unfortunate misunderstandings. But… yeah, that’s that.” Vikky finished her completely white lie and… uh… kept looking at her parents. Wonder… did… did that sound alright? “So… How has life been while I’ve been away?” Instantly aiming to throw the subject of the conversation somewhere completely different, Vikky asked the first question that came to mind as she stepped closer to her parents.

It might have been the fact that he had pined for her for so long, or perhaps it was because he did not think that he would see her soon if things didn't fall into place though there was always the fact that maybe he was far more perverted than she had realized. Did her teasing bring this out in him? Or was he just like that? She debated the issue seeing his grin as she gave her one of his and slipped off.

No one in the corridors seemed to know what she was up to. It was a Saturday and the doctor that did the consults and the examens must have had the day off which accounted for little traffic in this section of the hospital so Vikky made it back to room 303 without incident.

As she expect or probably feared attention had shifted to her shortly after she arrived. Her mother kind of bought her tale, it was possible after all though she wondered what happened to that boy Vilmer …

Her father, well he wouldn't have been much of a detective if he didn't look beyond the surface of things. Vikky always was a horrible liar and so it was always easy figuring out what his little girl had been up too. Regardless if she was 30 or 80 she would always be his little girl, but man had she grown up.

She colored, embarrassed by her tale which told him it was a little more than water, while that would have been embarrassing he didn't think it would be so embarrassing to cause a reaction. Then there was the quick change of subject, she didn't want to dwell on it any longer than she had to and thus he figured it was more than a water stain.

She was back from school, Vilmer was here and it was about time that he accepted that his little girl wasn't so little any more. He had his suspicions but never voiced him, one in did no good embarrassing her and two all the little clues still could have been wrong and thus if he singled her out on something and was wrong about it, well, yeah that could damage their relationship.

He gave her that look he always gave her when he suspected something was amiss to let her know she wasn't pulling one over on him though that look subsided as he grinned a little. He adjusted his pillow behind him as he chose to ignore the situation.

“You, you know, a bullet wound that smarts as hell, but your mother and I where talking about the old family vacations we had and were just telling the story about that cannoing trip to Vancover all those years ago when you capsized the canoe! That water was freezing! We were thinking of doing a little something when I get discharged from here, any ideas sport?”

Not noticing if any of the two had noticed anything strange, Vikky merely continued under the assumption that they hadn’t. It simply seemed more attractive an alternative for her to simply tell herself that. It really wouldn’t do any good to have to tell her parents that she had just done it raw and had the boy cum inside her despite that he was trying to keep that from happening, no protection whatsoever.

Vikky couldn’t help herself from giggling a bit at the embarrassing little memory. Yes, that does make for good stories, she could agree. But… Hm…

“That sounds like a wonderful idea! I can think of multiple things right now, I’ll need to figure out any which I like better than the others. Hm... Maybe a skiing trip? Hmm…” Vikky brought her fingers to in front of her mouth to indicate her thinking. Currently she had just instinctively thought of whatever was as far from a remote island as possible. Snowy mountains sure qualified. Oh, thinking of remote islands… “Um, mom, dad? I’ve decided that I will call the school and attempt to stay at a school a little closer to home. I don’t know what kind of trouble this will cause, but I think that is for the best. Oh, and Vilmer doesn’t know yet, don’t tell him.” With that Vikky waved her little happy smile at the two of them.

While he might have suspected something amiss before with her smile at the mention of Vilmer Fredrick assumed that there was something going on there. Yes, something was. Welll, the grew up so fast …

“Yes skiing.”

Freddruck looked at the two women. “You're really trying to kill me, huh. When I was a kid I spent the entire ski trip in the lodge with a broken leg. Don't laugh when I stick to the bunny slope this time. I wonder why they call it a bunny slope ...”

But both her parents regarded her as she made her plans about the future. Neither had protested, and even if other schools were more expensive they really didn't mind considering that they would have her much closer to home.

“That's great hone.”

“Your mom still keeps your room the way you left it, so expect a mess.” Fredrick joked. If he had not been shot Josephine would have jabbed him in the ribs.

“Is there any reason why you're not telling him yet?”

Fredrick shook his head a little as if his wife just did not get with the times. He knew, or at least had an idea that made sense anyway.

“I'm sure transferring sckhools would be easy enough were we wouldn't have to worry about it,” he said after a moment. “It's not as if they're going to drag you back there.”

[OOC: This was supposedly said in Swedish, and the term 'bunny slope' doesn’t exist in that language… but I am just going to ignore that for sake of roleplay, and to make it easier for you~]

Vikky giggled at her father’s words. However, little did he suspect that he had set up the perfect trap for her… “Gee, father. I thought everyone knew that. It is called a bunny slope because all the beginners’ legs that stick out from the slope after they have fallen head-first into it look like bunny ears!” Not really, but it made sense to Vikky. And she giggled a little extra…

Vikky’s decision to attempt to remain home seemed to be well-received. While the notion of keeping it hidden from Vilmer a little while was not quite accepting from her mother, her father was more understanding. She found herself smiling in satisfaction at their reactions.

“Thank you, both of you. And mom… I don’t want Vilmer to know just yet because… it isn’t really the truth until I’ve actually called the school. Also, I want to… keep him on the edge… a little longer. Just to see how happy he’ll be when he finally hears it.” Hopefully that could occur when they were lying naked on top of each other. Oh, gee, what was she thinking!? Her blush that was finally going down again intensified somewhat again, right after having mentioned Vilmer. Gee… Thanks, body. Way to reveal all my secrets…

“I’d like to call the school as soon as possible and hear from them. Particularly… I’d like to call Thomas if possible. He’s… he’s dependable. If I’ll get somewhere with anyone, it will be with him. Perhaps not until we get home, if that isn’t too late. But I want to call today. Is this possible?” Vikky asked as she smiled at her parents. It was of particular interest to call when she had got home, because then Vilmer wouldn’t suddenly just walk in on her while she was talking, but… oh, well.