Secret Place (Chassy) ***Some Mature Content***

Chase felt him kiss her again and she fell right into it. Then he was pulling away again. The light was softly fading. "Sterling..what's wrong?"She asked softly touching his face softly as he did another one of those, glazed eyes staring spots. She moved his hair away from his forehead and kissed it gently, leaving her neck exposed to him for a brief second.

Sterling snuggled a little closer, torturing the savage monster inside him. He felt the pain of staying next to her and contented himself by holding her hand gently. He decided to respond to her question this time. "I don't know... every time we get too close I feel this... savage desire to... to..." he trailed off. She knew perfectly well what he meant, he thought. The untame monster roared indignantly inside him. The monster was angry Sterling was tantalizing it... tantalizing himself. He stayed where he was, clutching her hand and stroking it with his thumb, so gently he was hardly touching it at all... it tickled.

Chase watched him silently. She of course, had no idea what he was talking about. "To do what Love?"She asked watching their hands as he barely passed his thumb over her hand. She felt her thumb twitch because it tickled. She giggled slightly looking up at his face. Her brown eyes searching for his gray ones to look at her.

Sterling summoned his willpower again not to be stunned. Sterling was too ashamed to vocalize what he had wanted so badly only moments before. He thought he had given her enough hints. He promised eternal honesty, but he didn't want to say such degrading things out loud. He blushed furiously, he had the desire to put his head down on a desk, but couldn't. He pulled Chase a little closer. Pressing his lips against her hand. He was so warm... there was an impression of his body shape on the couch, the only thing between Sterling and Chase a thin barrier of fabric. He silently thanked the fabric for its deeds and kissed Chase... mastering his urges to do anything more. The electricity and fire of the kiss shot through him. All he wanted was for her to smile at him again...

Chase smiled as he kissed her hand, she was watching him carefully, then he had pulled her closer and was kissing her again. She let out a tiny, barely audible moan as she kissed him back. Pushing against him silently, her hands finding his hair again. It was so hard not to just bury herself in his scent. She closed her eyes, pushing against him gently her hands raking his hair. The electricity was almost to much for her. She stopped for a second to breath, her face inches from his, her hands buried in his hair.

Sterling dove for a second helping. He couldn't stop... he forgot his values for a moment as she kissed him. His insides were singed, cackling with desire and pleasure. He suddenly turned on the fabric between them... hated it for separating them... he started grabbing her hair vivaciously, stroking downward. His hands grabbed her back then moved back to her hair, then to her shoulders then back to her hair... he couldn't help himself.

Chase gasped softly his hand raking down her back and hair. She felt the desire fill the gap between them. Before she knew it she was laying on top of him. Kissing him facing down. What was going on? This had never happened to her before. Sure she had had make out session, but never anything this...amazing. The shock and pulse through them was growing stronger by the second. She kissed him harder not wanting to let go.

Sterling felt his had creep up her shirt... now clutching the skin on her back. He couldn't restrain himself... he was passed the point of no return... it was too late... he kept kissing her, he wouldn't stop for the end of the world. He wasn't able to. Sterling noticed both of their hearts beat in synchrony... he could feel them beating as one.

Chase gasped softly as he clutched her bare back. She pulled her fingers through his hair. And then realized what was happening. She pulled her head away from him and gasped for air. Looking down at him she saw the wild desire running in his eyes. She made to get up. This was going to far. She loved him, but she was only 16. She moved her hand down and grabbed his hand, keeping it from going farther up her shirt.

Sterling noticed she was backing out, and relief filled him. The desire faded away completely and he quickly pulled away from her. The couch elongated and he sat as far as he possible could away from her without falling off. He gasped. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." he heard himself saying. He wanted to jump into a hole and hide there... away from everybody. To his ironic amusement, a hole opened up in the floor of the room of requirements. He got up off the couch. He wished there to be a barrier between him and Chase, and instantly a brick wall materialized between them. Relieved, he fell on his back, gasping. He wanted Chase back right now, but at the same time never wanted to see her again.

"It's late, we should go to bed," he panted. He made for moving toward the door. He intentionally didn't make a day for them to return to the Room of Requirements as he walked away... he hoped he could resist the temptation of coming here on a whim as he had done that day. He was about to say See you later, before he realized he didn't want to... she probably didn't want to... he slipped out of the room wordlessly into the darkness, headed toward Ravenclaw Tower.