Trying to tell you "no" but my body keeps on telling you "yes".
Trying to tell you to stop, but your lipstick got me so out of breath.
Blue lightly grazed her lips against Green's neck, emitting a shiver from the boy underneath her small, but strong frame. Sliding her hands down his body, she grabbed onto the hem of his shirt and began pulling it up, but almost immediately, hands shot down and grasped her wrists.
"No, Blue." Green spoke in a hushed, slightly shaky voice.
Growling quietly, Blue yanked her wrists out of his soft grip, "You're kidding me, right?" the annoyance was clear in her voice. It scared him. Lately, Green had been pushing and pushing her away, not allowing her to get that close to him. Sure, the two had been dating for over a year and they've already went "all the way", but Green didn't feel like it these days. No. He did feel like it. He had been needing it. But he didn't want to hurt her with what was to come. Soon. Soon he'd tell her.
"No." his voiced turned from soft to more stern. "I mean it. Get off, please."
"Come on, Green." Clenching her teeth, she lifted herself into a sitting position on his waist. Bringing her hands to the hem of her shirt, she quickly pulled it up her body and over her head before throwing it across the room. "Do you not want this?"
She wasn't wearing a bra. Oh, God, how he loved it when she didn't wear a bra underneath, it made him hotter. It drove him crazy with lust, she was just so sexy in her current state. He couldn't resist. He just couldn't. Licking his lips, Green eyed Blue's chest. "I want it..."
Smirking, she quickly leaned back down and captured his lips in a heated kiss.
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I'd be waking up in the morning, probably hating myself.
And I'd be waking up, feeling satisfied but guilty as hell
Green groggily rubbed his eyes with his palms, groaning because he was still too tired to get up. "Nnn…"
Suddenly, noticing the condition he was in; naked, under the blankets, with an amazing, but not so amazing feeling. "Fuck!" he yelled with annoyance in his deep voice. "Fuck, fuck, fuck." He growled, slamming his fist against the bed mattress.
Sure, last night was one of the best nights ever, as usual. But he didn't want it to happen. He hated the fact that it happened. He hated himself for letting it happen. He was a stupid, cheating bastard for letting it happen.
Yeah, he was with Blue. But he'd been meaning to change that. He was also with Yellow. He adored Yellow. She was probably the cutest thing ever. To him, at least. He was going to leave Blue so he could finally be with Yellow. But he forgot. And he felt guilty.
But, baby, there you go again, there you go again, making me love you.
But he loved Blue. He loved her so much. She was great. She was the only one who was able to mean his needs. He loved her with every fiber of his being. Yet, he didn't know it.