It took Serah a good 5 seconds to comprehend what I was hinting at, she was still dazed by the fact that I had just asked her to become my wife. The side of her mouth twitched a little before developing into a larger grin.
"I take that as a yes." I spoke before kicking our bike into overgear. Serah clung onto me as we sped towards the building I had pointed at. 20 stories, maybe 30, nothing special. Not like this was going to be. We landed and dismounted and to my suprise, Serah was already through the lobby doors, glancing back at me with that same smile. I walked up to the administration desk and sneakily placed my hand on the the other side of Serah's hips. The lady at the desk looked up from her paperwork through her dark rimmed glasses and spoke with a soft voice.
"Can I help you?"
I snuck a look at Serah, her pink hair perfect and still that grin was plastered to her face. She was hiding it a bit now. Wouldn't want to seem to suss. I looked back at the receptionist, whose badge stated, Arlene.
"Arlene, you sure can. I have a room under the name of Snow Villiers."
She tattered at her keyboard before raising her eyebrows while attempting to hide a smile and told us that our room was 801, top floor, the couple deluxe room. I couldn't help it, a small burst of laughter escaped my mouth when I saw the reaction not only on Arlene's face but Serah's too. The receptionist handed me the keys before stating with a half straight, half attempting not to lose it expression, "Have a good night."
Serah scuttered down the hallway to the elevator. I pressed the "up" button and saw the light at the top signalling that it was coming down. The mechanical whirring stopped and the doors opened. Serah stepped inside as a young boy, not much younger than me stepped out. He had silver hair which brushed his forehead in all the right place and the most adorable baby face. I'm straight. I know that, but the way his curious expression caught my attention maybe said otherwise. He glaced at me as he walked past with no more interest than he would have paid the fern plant on the other side of me.
"Hurry up!" Serah called to me, pulling me in the elevator as the doors were closing. I hit the "8" button, and felt the elevator moving beneath me. I gasped abruptly as Serah shoved me against the metal wall and ran her hand up my thigh, brushing my now semi-erect crotch in the process. I looked down at her for a moment, making just a split second of eye contact. Within that small space of time, I knew she wanted me. I ran my hand down her sides, with curves in all the right places and fixated my hands on the flanks of her thighs. Before anything more happened, we both felt the elevator slow down and the final ding to say we had arrived. Serah threw herself to the other side of the elevator and as soon as the doors opened she proudly strode past the young girls entering, who proceeded to notice the awkward buldge in my pants and fell into a giggling fit as the doors closed. I followed Serah to the first door on the left, room 801. I swiped the card and as soon as the green light appeared and shoved the door open, pretty much pushing Serah through it and slamming it behind me. In one fluid motion, I swept Serah off the floor and into my arms. She lent forward and kissed me passionately, before biting my upper lip. She knew that turned me on. Oh boy, it did. I threw her onto the bed before sitting on top of her body, pinning her down. I grabbed her arms with my right hand and starting undoing the straps on her back with my other hand. I began to kiss her neck and hearing her pant made me hard. I moved my lips from her neck to her mouth and with a sense or urgency, she managed to flip me over and was now in charge, on top. Her hair was slightly messy and she had that grin on. I grabbed her head and pulled her down onto me and we started heavily making out. Her hand ran down my chest and she wiggled her hand under my belt. She grabbed my massive erection and I shuddered. She bent down and whispered in my ear.
"I know what makes you feel good."
Silver hair. That face.
Images of the boy from the elevator came to mind as Serah moved her hand faster, grabbing my dick harder.
His baby face, making me question myself.
I was panting harder and harder, my heart rate so rapid I thought it might explode, a climax coming to hit me any second, take my breathe awa-
"I CAN'T DO THIS!" I yelled, shoving Serah off me and onto the other side of the bed. I rolled off the edge and stood up, putting my dick away as I stumbled to the door.
"WHAT THE FUCK, SNOW?" Serah shouted, "DON'T YOU DARE LEAD ME ON AND THEN CHICKEN OUT NOW!"
"I'm sorry Serah, I really am." I choked before pulling open the door and slamming it behind me. My eyes began to sting, my breathing stutter and I could feel myself about to lost it and just breakdown, but something stopped me.
He walked past.
He came out of the elevator, carrying shopping bags from the supermarket down the road. I kept my eyes to the floor, still paying attention to his features form the waist down as he walked past. He stopped just a little past me, I thought he was going to say something, so my heart went crazy. I looked up in anticipation, so see him at the door of the next room over, swiping the key on the door. The door clicked open, and before he went in, he looked at me for a brief second.
I ran to the elevator. I had to get out of here, I couldn't handle this. I hadn't even spoken to this boy before and already I was getting the emotions and characteristics of a 12 year old with a high school crush on the boy in the year above. I ran out of the elevator after it hit the final floor, startling the receptionist who was filing more paperwork. As the doors opened and I stepped outside, I felt the air hit me like a truck. It was cold, icy and unforgiving. I kept running, I couldn't look back. I tripped down the stairs and landing on the sandy beach below with a thud. I got myself up took three or four more steps before I saw the grainy sand flying back at my face.
I really don't remember what happened after that. I can recall lying there for a while. The cold was getting to me, but I had more important things on my mind. I tasted the salty tears as they ran down the side of my face and onto the sand next to me. Everything just kinda went black.