Hello all! I have returned!! Terribly sorry for the long break, but life just kinda sucked last year, which isn't very conducive to writing. And yes, I AM working on A New Twist, it's just giving me more grief than I thought it would. So in the mean time I'm trying my hand at prompts, using ones that I have found at LiveJournal. This one is: "I need you so much closer". Constructive criticism is highly welcomed. Enjoy!
i need you so much closer
He watched idly as she left the track, bounding over to grab her water bottle from its place beside his. He let his eyes slowly skim her body, starting at her feet and working their way over her slim legs. Sweat glistened on her chest as it heaved for breath; he watched her long neck move as she drank deeply. She let out a sigh of satisfaction and fixed her gaze on him, giving him a cocky grin. He raised an eyebrow and smirked softly down at her, admiring the way the afternoon sun glinted off her short red hair. She squawked and stuck her tongue out when he threw a towel over her head, but used it nonetheless before pouting crossly up at the blond man. Neil simply shrugged and continued on lifting his weights.
Atlanta rolled her eyes and watched him work for a moment as she rested. He had left his shirt off that afternoon and her eyes greedily drank in the sight of him even as her cheeks flushed. She bit her lip when she noticed his smirk and resolutely turned her head away, watching the rest of her friends instead. She bit down harder when she heard the clanking of the weights being set down, and felt the heat of his body settle next to her. She tossed her used, sweaty towel at him.
Neil scowled and tossed the offending cloth away, wiping off with his own clean, designer brand, four hundred thread count towel. Taking a few delicate sips of his imported spring water, he sat back on the bench, casually resting his arm behind Atlanta's shoulders. He smirked as he noticed her tense, head twitching as she fought not to look back and glare at him. Very deliberately he raised his hand and traced tiny patterns on her arm, enjoying the way she twitched and tried not to jump, goose bumps spreading over her flesh despite the heat. She drew in a shaky breath and forced herself to relax back into his arm.
He smiled as the action brought her body slightly closer to his, her other arm brushing against his chest. He let his hand slip down to her waist, grinning as she started and bit her lip, still staring forward. Licking his lips, he couldn't resist and slid his fingers beneath her shirt, teasing the soft flesh atop her hip bone. She gasped shakily and clenched the bench beneath her, knuckles turning white from the pressure. She closed her eyes tightly as she panted softly, listening to the thundering of her heart and the sound of his breathing. Her neck arched as she felt his hot breath skim over her.
She almost let out a whimper as his lips gently brushed against her ear, slowly working down to her neck and the pulse point that jumped beneath her skin. Neil smirked, eyes half-lidded as he pressed a hot, open mouthed kiss to the junction of her shoulder and neck, groaning in satisfaction as she let out a quiet moan, leaning into his ministrations.
And just as quickly as he had begun, he stopped, pulling away and standing. Atlanta opened her eyes wide as she felt him move, blinking furiously up at him. Neil gave her an adorably arrogant grin and winked down at her before sauntering away to the locker room, towel slung over his shoulder. She bit down hard on her lip and tried not to whimper in frustration as her thighs clenched together. She rocked gently against the bench and shut her eyes as a flood of desire coursed through her body, the flush on her cheeks flowing down her neck and chest. She opened her eyes and scowled in Neil's direction as he disappeared into the locker room.
Damn that man!