I sit up, looking at Darok. He glances back at me.
"You know that hurts, right?"
"I know."
"But you're worth it."
"Why, again?"
"Cause I wouldn't be here."
"Same here."
"I love you."
"I love you, too."
We ride the rest of the way in silence. Finally, we reach our place. It's a nice house. And I can't begin to describe how grateful towards his mother I am for letting me live here. He looks back before raising his eyebrows.
I laugh softly. Deciding to be the immature person I am, I open my arms. Darok laughs before picking me up bridal style. I beam as he carries me into the house.
"Mom! I'm home!" he shouts.
"Hi, mom!" I shout.
Yes. Since I lack a mother, Darok's mom took over that field.
"Hey kids! There's a cookie for each of you on the shelf!" she calls.
I immediately jump off Darok's back and bolt to the shelf. Snatching both cookies, I run into Darok's room and lock the door. After a few moments, he finally realizes that I stole his cookie. Chasing after me, he ends up faceplanting into the door.
"Sloane! Dammit, gimme my cookie!" he whines, knocking on the door.
"Neva! Is meh cookie now!" I laugh, stuffing said cookie into my bra.
I hear him pouting in the hallway so, against my better judgment, I open the door. Instantly, I'm tackled to the ground. He growls playfully, giving my neck a nip. Unable to stop myself, I laugh hysterically.
"D-Darok! Get off me!"
"Not until I get my cookie back!" he yells playfully.
"Well! You crushed it!"
"Wut?"
"You heard me." I say, pulling out the remains of his cookie.
He blushes brightly before smirking.
"Well, I'll just have to eat it off of you, then."
And with that, my shirt and bra are gone. Licking his lips, he locks the door behind him. Then the fun starts...
I blush madly as his tongue trails under one of my breasts. Lapping up the crumbs, he pulls away before chuckling. It's not hard to recognize the look in his stormy gaze. Slowly, he lays on top of me, eyes never leaving mine.
"Wanna continue from where we left off?" he breathes, mouth inches from mine.
"N-not too far, though."
"I know." he purrs before trapping my lips in a heated kiss.
I close my eyes in bliss, losing myself as his tongue forces itself into my mouth. Wrapping my arms around him, I deepen the kiss, running my tongue along his teeth. Hissing, he traps my tongue within his mouth before sucking on it harshly.
"Mine." he growls possessively.
I nod, unable to move, much less speak. However, I do groan into his mouth when he pinches a very sensitive spot on my chest. He chuckles softly, voice full of lust, of need.
"You like that? Hm?" he whispers softly, eyes gazing clearly at my half-lidded ones.
"J-just shut the hell up and k-kiss me." I pant, smashing my lips to his.
He groans softly, and I feel something hard press against my knee. I'm about to rub him when there's a knock on the door.
"Kids, if you're going to have sex, do it elsewhere... And with protection!" Darok's mom says loudly.
"Fuck." I hiss under my breath.
Darok laughs.
"I mean, if you reeeeeeally want to."
"Bitch."
"Yup! You're mine!"
I can't help but laugh. After getting redressed, I flop onto our bed.
"I'm booooooored!" I whine childishly.
Darok spins around from his desk's wheely chair.
"Sloane, you're ALWAYS bored!" he laughs, throwing a piece of paper at me.
I gasp, acting as though I've been fatally wounded.
"Noooo! I'm too young to die!" I gasp, sliding to the floor.
Darok gasps in horror.
"No! My beautiful maiden has been wounded! I shall save you!" he shouts, picking me up bridal style.
Hurrying outside, I try to piece together what he's doing... Too late! I yelp in shock as I'm dropped into a pool. Shrieking and flailing, I splash to the surface. For a moment, I catch my breath. But then I glare daggers at my boyfriend.
"You. Are. Dead."
"SHIT!" he shouts, bolting.
"GET BACK HERE!" I scream, chasing after him.