Cleo had her hands full of firm shoulder muscles. She squeezed them as she pushed him against the ghouls' locker room.
"Hell-oh!" Deuce said as he lifted his ghoulfriend's face closer to his own.
The kiss was not lips meeting lips. Cleo's ruby red lips were attempting to devour the corners of Deuce's mouth. She didn't mind that his forked tongue was cutting hers. She imagined the metal would be rubbed together and become shards dripping out if they ever broke apart.
The princess moaned as he caressed her bottom, his fingers so strong. Cleo's fingers ran up the back of his head. Roots of his snake-hawk were textured like the facets of gems.
Deuce's left arm was holding her little waist closer to his torso. The right hand circled around and down her leg. The gorgon was slightly bent at the knees. Cleo's long legs hugged his left leg as if trying to rip it off from the rest of his body.
Cleo felt her throat become desert dry. She bit Deuce's lower lip and whispered harshly to his teeth.
"Bite me here." She said, her chin gesturing to her neck. Deuce dipped his head down and began nibbling on sweet spot above her choker.
Deuce's gnawing was gentle, as if he was licking ice-scream. Cleo huffed as she grabbed his chin and pushed his head back.
Through his sunglasses he watched her glaring face unclip the choker. It was black satin with a big diamond shaped like a bug. Cleo pinched it between two fingers then threw it to the tiled floor. Deuce flinched at the cracking sound.
Cleo didn't glare but her examining eyes were cold. Deuce's heart beat a bit faster. She bent forward as if to command something. He took his hand off her back and held her head back. His ghoulfriend examined him more curiously. Deuce did not look unkind. He looked stoic.
The only logical thing was for Cleo to wrap her wrapped arms around his head. Her elbows crossed as Deuce nuzzled and dig to the sweet spot. He held Cleo tightly so her left leg curled backwards. The right leg stayed glued to his side, his reptilian blood soaked in her warmth.
Cleo felt her royal ovaries crackle, spin and burn like fireworks. She was considered how unroyal it would be for them to make straddling love in the Monster High ghouls' shower. Cleo rationalized she was fabulous in all accounts; she smiled as her eyes rolled to the top of her sockets.
Deuce wanted to be as close to Cleo as possible without being literally inside her. Being inside her was beyond awesome but he knew Cleo preferred cushioned couches, at least, to the stark benches. Stop and move to a softer location; he could not manage the 'stop' part. Her skin tasted sweet and tender. He didn't intend to harm her but the yelp from his bite scared him.
The gorgon pulled back.
"No, no, no, no." Cleo cautioned, she tried to stroke his snakes to bring him back. "Deucy, get back here."
Deuce resisted the urge to follow her command. "Cleo, when I was younger I was tested-"
Oh Ra, Cleo worried the worst words would follow.
Deuce looked at the ceiling then at her, "Tested to see if I was venomous."
"I think I would've noticed by now." Cleo said with her eyelids half closed. She coyly brushed her fingertips on the cleft of his chin.
"It kind of freaks me out." He said, his snakes reached for the cozy tent of her bangs.
Cleo rolled her eyes, the slight shaking of her head was very cute to Deuce. She tapped on the other side of her neck. "You're not finished, my sweet."
Deuce scoffed and grinned. He remembered a movie Cleo said she liked where one dude held the other dude's back bent against stars, clouds and moons. He straightened up and dipped Cleo back, the end of her hair almost touching the floor.
Cleo didn't remember the movie scene. The ice in her eyes melted a fraction as she released all her weight in Deuce's arms. He was solid. Cleo glanced at the width of his deltoids. She didn't often show her teeth when smiling. When she did her face was sharper, the diamond under her eye sparkled.
"I could look at you all night." Deuce said, pulling her closer. Her fancy outfit was striking against his tshirt.
"Me too." Cleo said, thinking of how she looked in the reflection of his sunglasses.
They leaned in to kiss. Cleo puckered and anticipated impact.
Instead she felt him breathe against her nose, "Let's get out of here."
Cleo opened her eyes, she thought for a second and bobbled her head. "Very well. My dad won't be home tonight."
Deuce grinned; Cleo thought her boyfriend had the most adorable dimples.
The gorgon thought Cleo's bedroom looked like a museum. Too clean, the furniture too big and all of it gold. The only assurance he had was Cleo's shelf of text books, school trophies and photos of their friends during the Midnight Sun Dance.
Cleo didn't like that he was staring at her friends' photos more than her. She grabbed his chain necklace and made herself the center of his attention.
"Get on the bed. Lose the jeans." Cleo said, she could've asked for his execution in the same tone.
Deuce's snakes all dropped their jaws and tongues.
"If you insist." He said as he struggled to pull his leg through the hole of his inverted pants while hopping with one leg to Cleo's bed.