Author's note: Barely any reviews and there hasn't been a new L/G story in a while. Here I thought L/G lovers would gobble this story up. Oh well! I'm having fun with this story.
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I waited a half an hour, and when no sound came from outside, I got out of bed. I made my way down the stairs and to the kitchen.
I knew that my parents wouldn't be home tonight, deciding that they would sleep at the synagogue because of an early service. For once they thought of me, not wanting to get in late only to have to leave early the next morning.
I found the peanut butter jar and took out two slices of bread. I scooped up a big spoonful on one piece of bread and lathered it before placing the other piece of bread. I licked off the remaining peanut butter, although for some reason it tasted funny, before putting the spoon in the sink. My ritual was complete and I took a bite of my sandwich.
I poured myself a glass of milk, picked up my plate and brought it back upstairs. Just as I was on the last step, I heard a car slow down. It made my heart speed up for a second, scenarios racing through my mind, but the car drove away down the street.
I made my way to my room, making sure that I didn't drop anything on the floor, and placed the plate on my dresser.
Suddenly, there was a noise at my window and it opened, a figure clad in faded jeans and a black hoodie crawling through. Its back was to me and silently, I crept up on it. Whoever it was, it was definitely not coming into my room!
As soon as I got close enough, I jumped on the intruder's back.
"Hey!" The voice was oh-so familiar.
"Luke?"
"Who'd you think?"
"I dunno. Just someone bad."
"Oh. Sorry to disappoint you." He took off his hood. "It was raining so I put up my hood. I didn't mean to scare you. In fact, I wanted to surprise you."
I felt silly for having been so paranoid, but in this day and age, it was understandable. "So you climbed up my drain pipe? To surprise me?"
His face flushed slightly. "Yeah." After a moment he said, "Can you get off my back now? You're not as light as you look."
It was my turn to flush, but at least he didn't see it. I climbed off and moved in front of him.
"So, are you gonna claim what you came to get?"
A smirk grew on his face and faster than I could blink, he pinned me against the window, its coolness on my back so different than the flames that seemed to burn any part of my skin that touched Luke's. This was a totally new feeling and instead of pushing it away, I let it engulf me.
I let myself lose control. And, for once, I wasn't afraid at all.
He covered me with kisses, first on my forehead, then my lips, then going down my neck. My eyes fluttered closed as sensations overwhelmed me. The feel of his lips on my skin, the smell of his cologne, the feel of his hands on my waist, it was all too much.
He kept going lower though, not stopping at my collarbone --- instead going to where the bottom of my shirt met the top of my pajama bottoms. He gave me a wicked grin before kissing my stomach.
My breath cut in my lungs.
His fingers found their way beneath the elastic of my pants, and slowly, he began pulling them off...
Twack
What was that?
Twack
I opened my eyes.
My light was still on, and it hurt my eyes. I waited a moment for my eyes to adjust before I heard it again.
Twack
I sat up in my bed. It had all been a dream. A really hot and steamy dream, with feelings that still lingered. I could almost feel the touches that Luke were giving me, those blue eyes daring me to defy...
Knock Knock Knock
My eyes snapped open and in my window, there was the man I had just been fantasizing about. I rushed over to open the window.
"Could you not hear me throwing rocks? The front door was locked, and I thought since your light was on, you were awake."
"I fell asleep," I confessed, leaving out the other part. That was the last thing I was prepared to tell him. Yet, I had a funny feeling I was going to blurt it out anyway.
"I see. Well, after you didn't respond to the rocks I scrambled up the drain pipe just in case you were listening to music or something."
"Okay." My eyes shifted left and right. Flashes from my dream popped into my mind and it took all my strength not to make them come true.
I was afraid of my own feelings, something I never knew possible.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine," I answered half-heartedly. No, I wasn't. I wanted something I wasn't ready to ask for. I wasn't even sure it was what I wanted. All I knew is that the feeling of what I had dreamt was still lingering, but dying. I wanted that feeling back.
I bit my lip.
A smirk grew on Luke's lips. "You sure you're okay? Your eyes are going all funny." I blushed and the smirk grew bigger. "Is that a blush? Have I, the geek of the school, made you, the Anti-everything gal, blush?" When I blushed even harder, he laughed. "I have!"
I tried to turn away, but he caught my arm. "It's cute." His voice was softer, a teasing tone just hiding underneath. He brought my body close to his and wrapped his arm around my waist. Automatically, I put my arms around his waist, just above his arms, so that our skin touched.
But this was real life, not a dream. Instinctive caution made me pull back my head for a minute. "Are you sure that you're okay? I thought you were sick."
"Happy to see you too."
I rolled my eyes. "That's not what I meant. What I meant is that if you're sick, shouldn't you stay home to feel better?"
"I feel better. I ate lots of soup, drank lots of fluids and slept the amount required. And don't worry about it being catching or anything. It was a food allergy -- certain types of cheese disagree with me, and I usually manage to avoid them.."
"Don't I disagree with you a lot?"
He grinned and tightened his grip on my waist. "Not on the things that matter."
"Ah." Suddenly, a smile grew on my lips and I bit the soft flesh to try and stop the obnoxious giggle that wanted to escape.
He cocked his head to one side to get a better look at me. He took his free hand and lifted my chin so that I was forced to look in his eyes. I could see raw passion there, fiery desire, but most of all, adoration, admiration and love.
I wondered if he could see the same in my eyes.
He closed his eyes and brought his face closer. I followed his example and closed my eyes. His soft lips brushed mine, kissing me gently at first, then probing my lips with his tongue. I opened my mouth willingly, pouring all my emotions into the kiss. It was a furious battle of the tongues and, as every second passed, I could feel the feeling in my stomach growing.
This wasn't like my dream, with all those systematic pecks..
Not at all.
It was so much better.
And I never wanted it to stop.
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Author's note: Another chapter done. It took me awhile cause of exams. I can't promise to update sooner after school, but I can promise I will have more time. REVIEWS! REVIEWS! Press the little button and leave a comment!