fourteen.

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Mandy watched Magnus as he drove. Now that her eyes were obviously away from Taylor, she’d started to really look at him. He’d shown up wearing a grey v-neck beneath a black leather jacket with nice jeans. That mess of black hair on his head seemed to have been combed or something; yet it stilled remained just as though he’d rolled out of bed with it. How had she not noticed his great style?

Quietly, Mandy fidgeted with the hem of her dress, seeing Roxanne’s name appear on her phone every so often. Without a word she hit the ‘Ignore’ button. The flying texts she also disregarded.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to just take you home?” Magnus asked again.

Mandy shook her head, “I live in the same building, we all work at the same time tomorrow. I’d rather have to see him once instead of twice.”

Magnus seemed to nibble on his lower lip, “K then.”

To Mandy’s surprise, he didn’t live that far. The apartment building he’d chosen had a private entrance; it wasn’t that fancy but it certainly wasn’t dumpy either. Trying to throw her phone into her purse and undo her seatbelt, Mandy nearly jumped when she saw Magnus open the door for her.

“Sorry,” he offered his hand, she took it, and he closed the door then locked the car.

Magnus lived on the 9th floor. They were both very quiet on the elevator ride up. Mandy caught his eye for a brief moment and was take aback. Not once had she really looked in his eyes. They were soft and warm, not intense like Taylor’s. She felt a jolt of energy swell in her lower body; quickly she turned it off.

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“Home sweet home.”

Magnus flicked on the light and the small apartment came into view. Mandy dropped her purse by the door as they both removed their shoes; the warm light coming from the living room inviting.

It was small and rather messy, he’d obviously not spent a lot of time here. Mandy glanced at the coffee table and the menagerie of items strewn across it. A calling card to Sweden, an Edmonton Oilers program, an empty water bottle. There was a little bit of furniture, not much to entertain with. It seemed....well, lonely.

Mandy followed him with wide, curious eyes. His room was small, like the rest of the house, with a simple closet, bedside table and most importantly a bed. It was a double with Oilers-blue sheets. Nervously, he scratched the back of his neck.

“You can sleep here, I’ll take the couch, because you’re the girl,” Magnus told her, “Um, do you want me to get a t shirt you can sleep in, or would-”

“I hate him.”

Magnus looked over to see she was crying.

“I hate him so much, Magnus,” Mandy said, angry tears streaming down her face, “I trusted him, for the first real time in my life, I trusted a guy. And he just threw it back in my face. It’s not fair.”

Magnus wet his lips, “...I know how you feel.”

Mandy looked at him curiously, “You do?”

“Yeah...” Magnus sighed, “Unfortunately...”

They were both quiet. Awkwardly quiet.

“Look, I know it hurts really bad right now, but it’ll get better, all right?” Magnus told her, “I mean...it’s hard and it sucks, but it will, I promise you.”

Mandy sniffed, “Magnus?”

“Yeah?”

“Do you think I’m pretty?”

His cheeks flushed a deep red and he looked down at the floor, “I think you’re very pretty.”

Mandy walked over to him and stood near, her face dangerously close to his, “I need a distraction...”

Magnus closed his eyes, “Mandy, you know I have a girlfriend...”

“Why are you with her?”

“Well, you see, it’s-”

“Do you think she’s prettier than me?”

“No, I mean, it’s not that-”

“Does this mean you’re on Petra’s side?”

“NO.”

Mandy was taken aback by his tone of voice. Magnus realized he’d scared her and immediately calmed himself, “Mandy...I’m not with Geraldine by choice. She and I don’t even like each other.”

She frowned, “What?”

“Petra set us up and decided I was perfect arm candy, if you will, for her best friend,” Magnus said shamefully, “I can’t break up with Geraldine because Petra will go berserk. And if Geraldine were to try breaking up with me-”

“-she’d force you back together as she sees fit.”

“Exactly.” Magnus shrugged. She definitely thought he was a wimp.

Mandy was silent for several seconds before she chose to lean in close to him. Magnus was about to say something when Mandy pressed her hungry mouth to his. She kissed him hard, forcing him to fall back onto the bed with her. Magnus lost complete control and worked his tongue into her mouth, kissing her more, letting her bite his lower lip.

Silently she wondered what cologne he was wearing; he smelled heavenly. Mandy parted her mouth and disbanded; choosing instead to kiss his neck. Magnus groaned, his hands gripping her sides. She nibbled at his flesh, sucking in some places, anything to make him moan louder for her.

In the midst of all this he came to his senses.

“Mandy, what are we doing?”

She blinked at him, tugging at the hem of his shirt, “You know what we’re doing.”

“No,” he gently pushed her off, “I don’t want you like this.”

Mandy pushed him back down, her eyes pleading, “Magnus, please...I just...I need to feel something...anything...”

Magnus was caught off guard then. She really was upset. Here was his chance to finally lose his virginity, and to the girl he’d been admiring no less. This was it.

Nervously, he swallowed, “I don’t think I have any-”

“I have one,” Mandy withdrew a condom from her purse, “Please, Magnus....”

It was so easy for him to fall under her spell, “Ok, just let me get the light...”

The city lights illuminated the room, giving a soft glow to the boring white walls. Mandy wait patiently as he came back to the bed, crawling on top of her. He was visibly shaking.

To ease him, Mandy stuck her hands underneath his shirt and started to rub his back, feeling the goosebumps on his skin. She ran her hand down and chest and - bingo! - he had a six pack waiting for her. Mandy grinned as she pulled off his shirt, touching his muscular arms and loving the body she was getting the chance to indulge in for the night.

Magnus, meanwhile, was thinking about the warmth between her legs. He’d never touched a girl before and wondered if she’d let him touch her. Magnus let his hand wander down to her hip, and along her thigh. Mandy let out a small noise, and to his surprise she took his hand and led him to the place it was seeking. Shyly, he felt around along her underwear, which were slightly damp, and became more aroused. Gently, he tugged at the fabric, pulled them down and completely off.

“Go ahead,” Mandy whispered, “I know what you want to do.”

Permission granted, Magnus’ fingers pressed against her womanhood, feeling the slick softness she held. Taking his time, he explored her, his thoughts racing at the idea of entering her. Her wetness felt sweet and inviting, slowly he slipped inside.

Mandy smiled against his lips, “Mmm...”

“Good?” he asked worriedly.

“Yesss,” Mandy whispered, “Take off my dress...”

Obedient, Magnus withdrew and busied himself with the zipper. It undid swiftly and to his excitement, he noticed Mandy had chosen not to wear a bra. She bit her lip, knowing this would make him happy, and waited for him to open the dress completely. With gentle hands, he undid the zipper completely.

“Wow...” he whispered, staring lustfully at her body. Now he felt he would burst at any moment.

Mandy sat up and undid his belt, “Your turn.” She smiled, pulling down his black pants and seeing the bulge in his boxers. Magnus blushed, not used to being so exposed, and to a beautiful naked girl no less. Excitedly Mandy removed his last piece of clothing and marveled at what she saw.

Hoping to continue, Magnus whined, “I don’t know how much longer...”

“Ok, you’re right,” Mandy said, lying back down on the bed, “Straight to business.”

Magnus suddenly felt his nerves take over as he opened the small plastic package. This girl had probably had a few guys, really good guys, and here he was, on his first drive, never having made love in his life. As soon as he was finished, he glanced down at her as he climbed on top, struggling with his weight as he slowly sunk inside of her.

Mandy wriggled her hips, this was always the best part. She spread a bit wider, as he was having trouble, holding onto his hips and easing him in, “There you go, easy, easy....mmmm...”

Slowly, he pulled out a little and sensations coursed through him. Mandy moved back and forth with him, letting him get used to the feeling of being in her. He wasn’t near as big as Taylor - not that size was what mattered to her - but his length was doing fine. Magnus exhaled a groan, this felt incredible, he’d never imagined this was how it would be.

Gently they moved together. Mandy was used to harder sex, not this- he looked her right in the eye, trembling. She put her hands on his shoulders and pulled him down to her, kissing him gently to calm him.

Magnus moaned into her mouth, parting to trail kisses down her neck, making Mandy shiver, her hands busy in his dark hair. She kept trying to speed things up, but he wouldn’t let her- instead, Mandy would feel him touch her somewhere or nibble on her neck, sending a hot wave of pleasure through her. It was strange but wonderful none the less.

For a good hour they did this. Mandy had never experienced sex like this before. Magnus kissed her in places she’d never been kissed, and held her so tightly that she couldn’t imagine being away from him. They rolled and turned in the sheets, their bodies not once parting. It soon got to a point where Mandy realized he was ready.

He quickened the pace, his breathing grew rapid. Mandy felt him tense up, and she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck. She pressed her hips forward and instantly heard a moan escape from him. It felt heavenly.

“Oh god, Magnus...” she whispered, feeling him start to swell within her.

Magnus pressed his forehead to hers as they both climaxed, kissing her harder and harder. Mandy writhed beneath him; this was a feeling that she’d never felt before. As they slowly rode it out, she found herself falling back down, her eyes closing as the pleasure faded in her body.

“...Mandy?”

“Yeah?”

“Can I....can I hold you?”

Mandy rolled over and put her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat as it went back to normal, “Yes. Yes you can.”