~Still Ville's POV, Moving Day 5 Days after graduation ~
Siouxie took a last look at her old apartment, all the furniture still there, though nothing else was, and then closed the door and locked it behind her, leaving the key under the mat. She wore a pair of jeans with vertical red and black stripes, a Black Sabbath tee, all black converse, and her jacket was in the back seat. Her mom and I were in the car with two suitcases- one with a weeks worth of Siouxie's clothes, and the other was mine and had what he brought. The rest of her clothes were being mailed to my house, along with the rest of her belongings. She climbed in the backseat, as I was in the passenger seat next to her mom.
The plane to Helsinki was long, and both Siouxie and I were extremely jet lagged. It was a good idea for me to have Mige come and pick us up. It might be Linde and Burton, too, but I suppose it doesn't matter too much. Siouxie and I were sitting on a bench, and she was leaning on my chest, when Mige arrived. I straitened up and took my arm from around her to signal it was time to go we stood up and grabbed our bags and made our way to Mige's car. I put mine and Siouxie's bags in the trunk and led Siouxie to the passenger door.
~Siouxie's POV~
Apparently I am sitting in the passenger seat. I'm honestly a little nervous to meet Mige. Ville opened the door for me and I sat down and buckled up. Ville took his spot in the backseat.
"Hey, Mige. This is Siouxie," Ville introduced. "Be friendly... And such. Siouxie is also a big fan of HIM."
"Hi, Siouxie. What's up?"
"Not much. I'm super jet lagged, but that's to be expected, I suppose."
~Ville's POV~
Siouxie and Mige talked for most of the ride, with little to no input from me. We got to my house and Siouxie and I waved 'bye' to Mige before finally coming home. I set our bags down and we took our shoes off before I gave Siouxie a hug.
"So, we're home now," I said with a smile.
"Yea. I don't know if it has sunken in yet that I don't live in Colorado anymore. Or even America."
"Well, it is late, you know. And my bed is right upstairs..." I trailed off.
She chuckled and bit her lip. I kissed her neck and jaw and held her tight. Every time I kissed her, I felt a fluttery feeling in my chest, and a tingly feeling on my lips and fingertips. She wrapped her arms around my neck and leaned up closer to my face, as I am much taller than her. I picked her up and carried her upstairs without having to pull away from her. My bedroom door was already open, and I didn't bother to shut it. I sat her on my bed and kissed down her neck slowly, and once I got to her collar, I swiftly removed her shirt. I kissed her again and climbed onto my bed with her, lowering her down onto my pillows. I kissed her passionately while she unbuttoned the buttons on my shirt. I shrugged it off and flipped the two of us over so that she was on top of me. She straddled my hips, grinding against my raging boner. I let out a moan and she smiled into our kiss. She unzipped my pants while she kissed down my chest, and pulled out my hard on.
I wasn't really expecting to get a blow job seeing as she has only ever been intimate once before now, and I shouldn't expect everyone to automatically be cool with it, but I got it, and it was lovely. She licked around my length, working a bit with her hands. I was about to come when she stopped, leaving me breathing heavily. I groaned and she laughed a bit. She kissed my lips again and I unbuttoned her pants and slid them as far down her legs as I could reach. She pulled them all the way off and I undid her bra clasp. I fingered her a bit and rubbed around her clit before I rolled so that I was back on top of her.
She led me to her warm entrance and let out another moan, then wrapped her legs around my waist and gripped my shoulders, digging what little nails she has into my skin. She threw her head back with a loud final moan when I came inside her. I slowed and stopped my thrusts. She kissed me and loosened her legs' grip around my waist a bit. She was breathing heavily with her eyes closed and a few tears streaked down her face. We were both breathing heavily, and I rolled over next to her. She turned and laid on my chest, then pulled the covers over us. I kissed her hair.
"Your sex is on fire," I said, quoting Kings of Leon.
"Consumed with what's to transpire," She finished with a smile
