-Tee-
How can he feel so good? His skin is as soft as butter.
He whimpers against my kiss meekly and I can't think straight. I didn't mean for this to happen but the moment my arms were around him. The moment he was near I wanted him. I missed him too much.
I pull back to lean onto my knees as I quickly pull my shirt off.
He peers up at me with giant hazel eyes.
"We shouldn't." He whines as I slip the button of my jeans loose.
"Do you want me to stop?" I ask him as his gaze drops to my crotch.
He pouts and shakes his head slowly.
"I don't have lube." He mutters.
He is so cute it's almost unfair.
I reach down and quickly pull off his shorts along with his undies and throw it over my shoulder before laying flat against the bed and burying my face between his ass cheeks.
He immediately flinches away.
"No! I haven't showered. I was sweating." He protests like that has ever stopped me. He tries feebly to push me away as he scoots his butt away from me.
I take hold of his hips firmly as I dive. Like a man lost in the desert, I missed the taste of my Arie. My tongue slips inside him and he gasps.
"Tee stop." He whines.
But it's too late he tastes so good. Even the slight saltiness of his skin tastes good. The smell of his sweat it's all too addicting.
I twirl my tongue as I take hold of him spreading him apart to go deeper.
Suddenly, I feel his hands in my hair and I lift my gaze.
Arie is sitting up as he brushes my hair back with his fingers.
When I open my mouth and start to suck the rim of him he tosses his head back and moans.
His breathless moans drive me and I suck harder before slipping my tongue back inside.
"Auuughhhhh! Fuck!" He exclaims.
I quickly sit up and dive forward to cover his mouth with my hand as I pin him.
"You have to be quiet remember,?" I whisper as I pull down my zipper and tug my underwear down beneath my erection.
I guide myself to his opening and push the tip in. His eyes go huge as I slowly glide inside him.
He starts to pant. "Breathe through your nose. Does it hurt too much?"
He slowly nods. He feels so tight and hot inside. I don't stop I push inside him until I run out of dick.
Only then do I lift my hand away from this mouth.
His doe eyes are fuzzy with tears. They break free of his long thick lashes and slide down either side of his face.
Is it strange that I only really wanted to talk to him? But like this, he can't run, hide, or lie as long as I'm this deep inside him.
I rest my elbows on either side of his face as my eyes study him the way I haven't been able for far too long.
"Hi." I say again as my eyes feast on every corner of his beautiful face. I push his bangs back for an unobstructed view.
He doesn't say anything his eyes just follow me. I try and fail to gauge him.
"I don't know if deciding to stop was a bad idea. I love you, Arie. I really do but I don't know how to be with a guy. If I'm being honest I don't know how to be with a girl either. I tried."
He scowls at me. "You figured it out just fine...Bree is it?" His tone is accusatory.
"Who told you?"
Silence.
"Must of been Nicole. How often do you ask about me?"
Silence.
"If you care you shouldn't of blocked me I would have told you myself."
Silence.
"You ran away from home. There was no one to ask about you. If you want nothing to do with me why does it bother you if I'm with someone else?"
Silence.
"It doesn't matter if you answer me your eyes speak the loudest anyway."
He scowls and I smirk. I know not to push, he is too stubborn. I look to his nightstand to a big jar of coconut oil before slowly pulling out of him.
I climb off the bed and stand up while freeing myself of my pants and briefs.
"Take your shirt off," I instruct but he just glares at me harder.
I shake my head as I place my hand behind his neck and carefully push his thick hair aside without tugging it. I locate the bow and pull the connecting string at the base of his neck. Then repeat the process with the other bow. I pull the string that sits in the middle of his back below his shoulder blades. The top literally falls away.
Then I pick up the jar of oil, quickly unscrew the lid and scoop out a generous amount. Arie watches me as I lather myself fully with it.
I kneel on his bed and position myself in front of him.
He pulls his legs up against his chest as he scoots toward the headboard. He glares ferociously like the teacup poodle he is.
I arch my eyebrow in reprimand as I take hold of one of his ankles and swiftly pull him. He yelps as his back hits the mattress. He looks up dazed as his hair fans around his head.
I pull apart his legs and peer down at his asshole.
Just as pretty as I remember. Like a girl, perfectly hairless and edible. I slip two fingers inside him and he slaps his hand over his mouth. I reach over to the nightstand for more oil. I scoop two fingers in and get a thick glob of the white melty gloop.
Then I stick my oily fingers inside. He takes a quick breath through his nose as I push them deep. He dilates and sucks at my fingers hungrily.
I pull both his legs and place them on my right shoulder as I fuck him with my fingers. He tries to roll away but I hold him firmly while spreading him. Pulling my fingers apart, scissoring him as much as I can.
After a while, he places his hands beneath his legs and pulls his knees to his chest offering himself to me. I reward him and go deeper.
He moans aloud as he starts to writhe moving his hips as he sucks me in deeper. Once satisfied I slip my hands beneath his knees and tilt him so I can watch myself slip inside him.
I don't stop at the tip and give him every inch. I take a moment to watch myself slide in and out slightly as he sucks me in.
Even if he glares and acts like he doesn't want me his asshole yearns for my cock.
He whimpers again captivating my attention. I move forward between his legs and blanket him placing my elbows on either side of his head once again.
I push the hair off his face and bask. I hadn't noticed how dark his complexion got. Even his freckles look darker he must have spent a lot of time outside. Possibly naked, his tan is completely even.
The soft baby hairs that gently curl at the edges of his face demand my attention. From afar I couldn't see a single curl. But this close I see the stubborn baby curls. My hand moves to twirl a short ringlet between my fingers.
"I miss your curls," I say finally.
His big eyeballs dart across my face the last of his scowl slipping away.
"It's only flat ironed. They will be back tomorrow."
"I have never seen your hair this long. Why did you bleach it?"
"I'm cutting it off."
"Why?"
"I don't need people having more ammo to talk shit about me."
"You don't have to cut it if you don't want to. I'll protect you."
"I don't need your protection. Protect your girlfriend."
"I don't love her."
"You think that matters? You don't love me either."
I meet his gaze, "You're mad at me. I deserve it but you know that isn't true."
"What's the pity love you bless me with worth? She got you when I never could. No matter what I do you will never be mine."
"What do you want Arie?"
"Break up with her."
"Done. What else?"
He scoffs and looks away. "I didn't mean it. I wish you both the best."
"I'm not hers. We aren't even exclusive. If I belong to anyone it's you."
He snaps his head to glare at me, "Don't."
"Don't what?"
"If you want to fuck me, just fuck me. Don't tell me lies that only serve to make me feel like we have something real when we don't."
"We do."
"What?"
"Love."
He rolls his eyes.
"I don't want your love anymore Tee it's littered with razor blades. It's toxic and it burns like battery acid inside. I'm moving on from you. I'm going to date and give my heart to someone who actually cherishes it and makes me feel loved."
"I don't make you feel loved?"
"So what if you do? Sometimes, when it's convenient for you. It equates to nothing more than you taking up space someone who actually wants me could be occupying."
"I do want you."
"Yeah every part of me except my dick right? Newsflash my DICK will ALWAYS be there. It will always be between us. You're straight right? Then why are you inside me right now? Shouldn't you be inside Bree?"
I consider my answer carefully.
"Sex is enjoyable with her...but never feels like this."
"Like what?"
"Like so perfectly you."
He rolls his eyes.
"Whatever Tee." He mumbles as he turns his head aside so he isn't looking at me. I take hold of his chin and turn his face. Without blinking I lean in and kiss him.
He closes his mouth sealing his lips shut but that doesn't deter me. I squeeze his cheeks as I glide my tongue against his lips. The moment they part I stick my tongue in his mouth.
His kisses mirror his anger, rough. He bites my bottom lip until it bleeds. But that doesn't stop me it's poetic that our passionate kiss is tinged by blood.
When I pull back his lips are crimson. He licks them slowly.
"It may not seem so but I'm trying to understand myself. Can't you give me time?"
"Time? For what? For you to string me along and play with my feelings. Don't you get it? You are out of time with me. So bring all your crazy to Bree. Invest in her."
I can't help but smile as my eyes take in his beauty.
"What?" He asks as his scowl deepens.
"That's the third time you said her name. You hate her."
Arie starts to speak but I cover his mouth with my palm.
"You hate her 'cause you love me. I love you too Arie. It may not seem so but I am trying. I don't want to live forever in my trauma. Neither do I want it to forever hold me back from loving you how you deserve. I do want you, Arie. Every single part of you, even that part of you."
He pulls my hand down to speak.
"You want my dick?" He asks with an expression that isn't convinced.
"I do. After you left I started seeing my therapist twice a week. I couldn't handle you not being around. I told him everything about you and the things that hold me back from you. I hate to admit this but I even slept with other guys while you were gone."
"What? Who?"
"No one you know just guys that maybe reminded me of you. It didn't matter, I felt nothing with them. The less I feel the more I fantasize about you. Every memory of us together played in my head for a year. Until it stopped being memories and turned into fantasies."
"Fantasies?"
"Of having you in every way. Tasting you in every way. I do love you, Arie. I don't think I can live without you."
"I don't believe you."
He glares at me and for a moment I start to argue but I know there is only one way he'll understand. I pull out of him and shuffle down between his legs until I reach his erection.
I take a deep breath before leaning forward to take him into my mouth. He scoots away as he places his palm at the top of my head stopping me.
"What are you doing?" He snaps.
I reach up and take hold of his wrist pulling his hand off my head.
"Showing you what I have been fantasizing about."
"You'll have a flashback."He warns.
"So? What if I do? In my fantasies every single time I taste you I never get scared or think of him. How will I know if I don't try?"
His eyebrows furrow and his eyes look past me as he considers my words. But I don't wait I swiftly pull him by his hips and swallow him up.
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