I would just like to take the time to fill all you in on something, two things actually. I would like to very kindly and very greatly stress that when you write a review on someones story, please please please reread over it before you post and think about how you may come across to the author. Not everyone intends to be rude, but being the internet, it can easily come across that way and that can be very hurtful to some authors. No one really enjoys demands on updates and that can easily enough sound harsh. I'm not sure about many other authors, but I have a life outside of fanfiction and I am not updating 24/7 and having someone demand updates is not only rude, but it's hurtful and doesn't make me want to give you that update. It makes me feel like I am rewarding you for being mean to me. As I said, that may not be the intention, but that is how it comes out. So please, think about how your words sound before you post it.
As for why there have not been updates, since I finally posted the last part one a week later City of Heavenly Fire came out and I spent four days reading that. That Saturday I had a my younger friends graduation party. Last night I went to the Night Before Our Stars TFIOS premier. Tomorrow I will be at the track betting on California Chrome to win the Belmont. Next week I will be gone for 4 days to Philly. MAYBE, maybe I will, if I feel like and am willing, will write some part 2s on the seven hour drive. I also have a job and am an artist as well above writing. So yes, I have an outside life and do not devote my entire life to writing, especially since it is just a fun past time for me. I haven't even updated Civilized in months. So please, no demanding parts. That's really hurtful, even if not intended. I am glad that everyone seems to be highly enjoying these. I will get the next parts, so please be patient with me.
The game got started and everyone was taking their turn one by one. A few people got to go a couple times and even once two girls went together. I have this estranged feeling they ended up just going through all of my things. Finally it was my turn. I hesitated, eyes on the bottle and heard, probably Amber, shout to hurry it up already. I reached out and gave the bottle a little spun. It wobbled around in circles about 3 or 4 times before coming to a stop. I looked up and locked eyes with a golden pair. Instantly, I felt my face heat up. Nathaniel, of all people was going to spend 30 minutes with me in my bedroom. As I slowly stood up I could feel myself start to hyperventilate. So not cool. I need to calm down and get a grip. It was just Nathaniel. We hung out all the time after all. We sort of had hit it off right from the very beginning and from then on we were always spending time together whether it was him walking me home after a long day of helping him out after school, showing me the stray cats, or being my partner for the race, we were often together. I also very well knew that as he was coming after me, his sister was probably debating the idea of flinging that bottle at my head.
The door closed behind me and I sat on my bed, turning to look at Nathaniel as he surveyed my room. "Looks the same as always, huh?" He said casually. I forgot that he had been in my room once, but then there had been a few others as well. Now it was just the two of us. He started shaking his head. "I can't believe my sister sometimes. Starting such childish games like this." I can't help but admit that part of me felt disappointed. I mean, of course he would think nothing of this silly game, how could I have thought otherwise. "What's wrong?" He asked, suddenly looking at me with concern. I must have been making a face.
He came over and sat beside me, though neither one of us looked at one another. I thought back to that one time when I had accidentally fallen on top of him. I glanced over at him now and he seemed he was thinking of something similar. The time seemed to tick away slowly and when I figured we'd almost be free, I noticed it had only been not even 5 minutes. "Look, I know you don't like these types of games or anything... so you know we can just chat like we always do. Like friends."
"Friends." He repeated, still not looking at me. He seemed like he was thinking hard on something and after a moment he finally looked up at me. "Look, I know we spend a lot of time together, you and I, and that we've grown really close." He started and I knew it was coming. How nothing was going to happen because we were just good friends and he didn't do these kinds of things because it was just inappropriate. "The thing is... I've really come to like you, a lot." I zoned back in to what he was saying only to catch on to the last part.
"What?" I blinked, assuming I had pretty much misheard him.
"I know, I know. What a way to bring that out there. I mean it though. I really really do like you." I could tell he was extremely embarrassed. I realized I had a choice to make right here. Either let him be embarrassed or take the initiative for him. Before I could change my mind, I leaned forward and kissed him. Not a quick kiss, but it wasn't a lasting one either. When I pulled away he seemed to hesitate a moment before he returning it to me. He pulled me into his embrace, deepening the kiss; and man was he one helluva kisser.
It was slow and tender and wonderful all the same time. We hugged our bodies close together, neither willing to break the kiss. I let my hands tangle their way through his hair but he kept his hands squarely on my back. I knew that he was having an argument with himself inside his head about rights and wrongs but at the moment all I cared about were all those wrongs.
My hands caressed his face and came down his neck to the top of his shirt, slowly undoing the buttons on them, neither of us still breaking the kiss. Only was his shirt was open, did he hesitate. I looked at him, waiting to see what move he'd make. He didn't seem so sure of himself, but I could see he wanted it, despite the other part of him arguing otherwise. "I spend the most of my life these days trying extra hard to be good enough. Sometimes I wonder if I even know how to live anymore." He said sadly. I nodded my head and peeled back his shirt from his shoulders, letting it fall from down to his waist on the bed. "There are days I just crave to want to let the old me out."
I nodded my head. "Let's let him come out and play, just for a little while." I encouraged, and before he could say anything else I was removing my own shirt and then my bra.
"You look so beautiful." He whispered quietly. I took it upon myself to kiss him again, pulling him towards me so our bodies were close together again, skin to skin. My hands explored over the plain of his torso, taking in each detail.
I tried to encourage him to take in all of me as well. "Please Nathaniel." I let my lower lip jut out in a pout, and yeah it was kind of unfair, but he couldn't resist the face. His hands caressed me all over, even in places he probably never imagined he would have at. "You are absolutely amazing, do you know that?" He asked, gently brushing his fingertips across my face. "Everything about you is just perfect and beautiful and special and very important to me."
"I want you." I whispered.
He looked at me for a while, seeming almost unsure. Then he leaned close by my ear and whispered, "I want to be bad." We were kissing again then, more needy, more hungry, more desire. I wanted to keep him as close to me as I possibly could and I wanted every last little part of him. Moving underneath him I went to wiggle out of my skirt, but he beat me to it. To my surprise he took a hold of it and slid it down himself. He took me in for a second before coming back and kissing me again, all over. My lips, my forehead, my cheek, my neck, my chest, my stomach, my thigh, all over me where he could get. The feeling was purely amazing, yet at the same time, ridiculous torture.
I took a hold of his face him mine, staring in his golden eyes for a moment, before lightly kissing him on his already swollen lips. Then I let go of him and wrapped my fingers through the belt loop on his pants, still not dropping his gaze, holding this wicked grin on my face. "Are you ready to be really bad?"
Part 2 coming soon!
